~.-~   ( )   The Dongsheng Empire, on the shore of the East China Sea, has an inn called Longmen Ji (_&&)

Although this is a post station, it is the destination of many people who travel around the world. It is affiliated to the Puyang Chamber of Commerce, so the transaction standard is standardized, and there are many rune magic weapons and martial arts trading here. There are endless warriors in the past. Even the vendor, boss, and waiter are all good-powered warriors, so Longmenji is another market for warriors.

At this moment, the Dongsheng Empire's structure has changed drastically and is extremely rich, so no warriors have caused trouble. This Longmen Collection is quiet and peaceful.

But this day, it seemed like the smell of gunpowder, and it was unusually sparsely populated. Even if there were fighting on weekdays, most of them were good-looking and lively. There were many gamblers who bet on the winning or losing. However, in Longmen Inn, Longmen Gathering, it seemed like a place to book a venue. There were only four or five people, and they could count them with one hand. Those who practice shopkeepers could only wait outside.

There are a few brave people who wanted to have a famous Longmen banquet at Longmen Inn. They were so generous, but they didn't know what happened.

A strong man wearing bright silver armor, who seemed very rich, looked very stern, came up with a big golden sword, slapped his chest and said loudly: "What are you doing, why don't you let us in?"

There is no rule to book a venue for the Longmen Gathering, but because there are often strangers coming, we have to adapt to local conditions and make some adjustments. Therefore, even if we have a venue, we have to go to a fence next to the Longmen Inn to build an outer periphery, which is a huge martial arts field with an area of ​​a hundred feet in a radius. If we have the ability to speak, we can book a venue.

There are rules, so in the martial arts field, there was already a long man holding a jade flute. He was dressed in an ordinary dress and wore a white robe, but he strangely covered his eyes with a black ribbon.

"Is it your master who booked the venue?"

The strong man led a group of people, with a huge head and a brain, and seemed to be extremely brute force and strong. The blind scholar in white clothes looked like a jade ****, and he seemed to be artful and elegant. He ignored the man who had entered the martial arts field. He only turned his face after he shouted angrily. Although he seemed to be blind, his expression did not mean to look at him directly. He just moved his fingers and changed the jade flute to a scale. He smiled and blew it.

"Um"

The sound of the flute is sometimes low, like the sound of the battlefield wind wrapped in horses and corpses, sometimes high, just like a golden sword and an iron horse

"Do you want to hear the desolate tune or the order to defeat the enemy?"

The scholar in white seemed to ask someone, and then he was asking himself, because he immediately smiled nervously at the corner of his mouth and said to himself: "I am not fully tuned, but the high-pitched tune of Polu Ling can block my flaws."

"I care about your shortcomings, hurry up and surrender and call your master out. In this radius of hundreds of miles, no one has ever heard of my great axe Liang Ba's reputation."

This man was originally named Liang Ba. His body was ten feet tall. His arm was almost thicker than the waist of the white-clothed scholar. He moved his arm and actually picked up the huge axe behind him, waved it, and the wind whistled, making a buzzing sound. The few shopkeepers heard it all felt a little shocked. If he flew out, it might have cut off the thirty-foot-high Longmen Inn--_()

"I know it's amazing?"

Liang Ba looked at the people around him for no reason, and the younger brothers behind him were proudly raising their chests and winking at the others. He was very proud, but at this moment, the white-clothed scholar laughed strangely and said to himself: "It's really ridiculous. He didn't know that he had already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot. Those who listened to my order to break the barbarians would be surrounded and killed like a group of troops. Do you think so?"

There was no one around the white-clothed essay, and inadvertently, the high-pitched tone of the Breaking the Lu Order came into the ears of the man Liang Ba. Suddenly, a person flew out of the Longmen Inn. The long sword in his hand roared, and a bang, shaking the magic sound hidden in the air without any form and hidden murderous intentions. It shocked the white-clothed essay for a week before it even landed smoothly on a wooden pillar on the fence around it.

"Oh, this is a big shot, there is actually a big shot."

The person who came was an old man. He was a little short, but it did not affect the explosion of spiritual energy around him. His sword light was like a dragon and screamed. Even the shopkeeper who was far away and his teeth covered his ears.

But the shopkeeper still saw the world. Such pressure and this sword light must be the legendary big man. He immediately squinted his eyes. However, although the old man was a little tired, he looked indignant and serious. He immediately took a few steps back. Those very lively and bold people gathered up and said, "Shopkeeper, this scream is so strong, where does this person come from?"

"As I expected, this person should be the master of the Sword Saint, the head of the Longhai Immortal Sect, and Long Wanjian."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they couldn't help but feel a little shocked. The shopkeeper was from the Puyang Chamber of Commerce. He was not an unknown little man, but also possessed the first-level power of the King Realm. He was the leader of the Longmen Gathering. He squinted his eyes and the screaming slowly disappeared. Then he touched the beard, relaxed and hesitated: "Why are such a big man coming to my Longmen Inn for?"

Of course, the shopkeeper would not think that this big man would have any connection with the bandit-like Liang Ba. Suddenly, an electric light flashed in his mind, as if he had thought of something, then his body trembled and he sat down to the ground, looking at the sixth floor of Longmen Inn tremblingly. Although the window was not open and he could not see anything inside, it could scare the shopkeeper to sit on the ground. What was about to be born, the shopkeeper guessed should be very terrible.

"Is it because I'm going to find the big guy who bought the venue..."

The shopkeeper is named Puyang Xiong. He is an elder of the Puyang family. Because of the huge amount of information here, a dragon gate collection was established in the center of the four major roads to attract people with ambition from all over the world or to collect useful confidence.

Puyang Xiong has seen a wider world than ordinary people in the imperial realm, but now his legs are trembling because of this.

"If this fight starts, wouldn't this place be destroyed?" When they heard this, the lively people retreated one after another, but they were curious and stopped outside Longmenji to watch, so that they could escape in time even if there was danger.

"Primary, the shopkeeper, who is the big man there? Is there anyone who is more powerful than Long Wanjian? Could it be Feng Qingyi?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, calmed down, wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "Boy, you don't know that the person there is a Lingwing clan. As I expected, I think it should be one of the four presidents. He has a red face. He guessed that it should be the brain council and one of the four presidents. He stood at the top of this world. He only missed the descendant of the gods once at the peak of the old era, the Fire Lord Ji Xinyan."

As soon as this said, everyone was surprised, but at this moment, it shocked everyone, but it was nothing else. It was what Long Wanjian said in his mouth.

"Where is Ji Xinyan?"

Puyang's ambition was so loud that even the powerful emperor who could enter the Heaven and Earth List was Bi Haisheng, who could only be regarded as a place to watch the scene. Long Wanjian dared to call him by his name, which was extremely brave. Didn't he know that the Lingyi tribe is descended from the gods and has the absolute power of life and death over humans? What would be the consequences of angering the gods?

Puyang is concerned about the inn, and does not want his efforts to burn his mind. He quickly shook his steps and three steps. While adjusting his breath, he beat his heart to make his heart more able to withstand it, and not be shocked by the pressure filled in the air.

"Oh? You are here to find my master, but unfortunately, you are not qualified to see him."

Long Wanjian pulled the long sword in his hand, pointed directly at Bi Haisheng, and said coldly: "Huang Ji, your three brothers are so unlucky. The eldest brother died at the hands of my disciple Sun Niexin, and the second brother died at the battle of Qingyilou. You are about to die at my hands."

Long Wanjian's words were extremely arrogant, but his identity was there. Even Puyang Xiong, who had seen the world, did not think that Long Wanjian was so arrogant when he said this to Bi Haisheng, but he really had this strength.

"Not being arrogant, how can you let go of your own wilfulness? Since you have entered this arena, life and death will come from heaven. You are Nie Xin's master. If you are like this, I will kill all your grandparents and grandchildren, just to avenge my two elder brothers."

Bihai is named Huang Ji, and is the younger brother of Huangtu and Huang Dao. He is extremely powerful and makes good use of a seventh-grade magic weapon, Jade Flute. Just these seventh-grade magic weapons can defeat any king-level powerful man at will. However, cooperating with other forces, it can cause great damage to the emperor-level powerful man.

He angrily said, but Long Wanjian did not move his troops, just sneered, holding a sword in his right hand and holding a blood-stained cloth bag in his left hand. Judging from the round shape, it seemed to be a man's head

The shopkeeper looked at it and thought to himself: Could it be that Long Wanjian came to seek revenge? But what if he wanted to stop this battle, he was forced back by the desolate tune of the Bihaisheng Huangji. He vomited blood and fainted. This was Bihaisheng's use of tentative means to see the depth of Long Wanjian. Otherwise, the shopkeeper would have to bleed in the seven orifices and die in the illusion space formed by the music.

The more desolate the music seemed to evoke everyone's desolate memories, making some people cry and the illusion that appeared in their minds, but Long Wanjian frowned, his face became more gloomy, and he suddenly cursed, "Is this your strength? It's not enough to watch it, let's change someone who can fight."

Long Wanjian was furious and his breath exploded. All the blue bricks on the ground in the arena were blown up in the air, and the ground became a pit full of devastatedness. The fence was broken and turned into a wooden floe.

"Roar" like a dragon roar, Long Wanjian shouted loudly, and the sound waves shook all the desolate sounds, like the roar of the Buddha's Vajra lion, attacking all the shocking power and sound waves into Bi Haisheng's mind, and collapsed his soul

"Ah this"

The blue sea was bleeding from seven orifices, and fell to the ground with a bang, and died immediately on the spot

At this moment, a man who looked rich slowly walked out on the first floor. He was wearing a gorgeous costume, with two corners on his head, but not very obvious. His teeth in his mouth were sharp, his ears were upright and pointed, and his hands were very long and the strangest thing was the back of the gorgeous costume, which was born in vain. The two swan-like white wings were born in vain.

"Who is quarreling so much? Do you know if I'm resting here? Huh?" The man raised his eyebrows and clapped his hands and said, "Oh? Who am I? This Bi Haisheng deserves to die. He actually stopped my old friend, Brother Wan Jian, come in quickly. Xin Yan hasn't had a drink with you for a long time. The wine here is really good. The shopkeeper, the thousand-year-old drunken wine, give me two more jars."

The shopkeeper was shocked and could not have thought that this was the result. But when he heard two jars of thousand-year-old wine, he really made him feel hurt. However, due to his identity, he had to bow and bow, "As for the order, sir, the younger one will continue to give him instructions and come immediately."

But at this moment, Long Wanjian snorted coldly and threw the bloody package in his left hand to the ground. The blood sprayed all over the ground, splashing on the man of the Lingwing tribe, one of the four presidents, Ji Xinyan's gorgeous clothes with a smile on his face. Several martial artists surrounded him frowned, all sweating profusely. Ji Xinyan just frowned, pointed at the package and opened the bloody head inside, and said strangely: "Brother Wanjian, what is this?"

Long Wanjian laughed loudly, inserted the dragon sword in his hand into the ground, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean, why are you here this time? This guy feels that it has nothing to do with you?"

In an instant, the situation that had finally been relieved was filled with murder

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