Martial Arts Alliance Leader!

Although such a martial arts supreme has appeared in many martial arts novels, it has never appeared in the real land of China since ancient times, because no martial artist can really dominate the world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Perhaps, the two emperors of Yan and Huang in ancient times can be regarded as yes, but that is too long.

Now, Wang Cheng has been forcibly pushed to a position similar to that of the leader of the martial arts alliance by the official, and the major sects are not convinced, the major families are not convinced, and the major solo masters are even more unconvinced!

However, they have to endure it if they are not convinced.

However, when Wang Cheng implemented the two major regulations, it caused a backlash from many people!

Warriors have to serve compulsorily, accept Wang Cheng's command, settle down, and regularly report their whereabouts, how can they bear it for those masters?

Tian Boxiong turned to look at the two people who came up, and shouted: "Old Taoist, no one in the world will agree." What we martial arts practitioners are pursuing is freedom, and now your apprentice wants to deprive us of our freedom, and we will rebel......"

Tian Boxiong's face was full of impassionedness, as if a slave who had been oppressed for hundreds of years wanted to rise up and regain ownership of his body.

And in fact, he gave nothing.

Taoist Changhe said coldly: "This is for the convenience of management and social stability. In the past, warriors lived in hidden places, and everyone didn't know about it. But now, the warrior has entered the public eye, if there is no unified management method, if there is a person who commits a traitor, who will be responsible?"

"Hahahaha......"

Tian Boxiong laughed, pointed at the Taoist priest of Changhe and said, "Isn't your apprentice known as the first genius of the first day ......of the 5,000 years?

"Kill you first!"

An incomparably cold voice sounded behind the Long Crane Daoist.

Tian Boxiong's voice stopped abruptly, and he immediately glared at him, and saw a cold woman in black walking up slowly, her eyes were as cold as sword light, making him feel uncomfortable, as if his body was about to be pierced.

"Hmph, here are your qualifications to speak?Old Taoist, your Martial Saint Mountain is really degenerate, all of them are female disciples, and there are no rules......

Tian Boxiong looked at Wang Ying and said disdainfully.

The Changhe Taoist priest looked at Wang Ying, and just wanted to speak, but Wang Ying was already standing in front of him.

"Master, the matter here is handed over to us, you go and rest, the master said, you should not be angry, let alone move, Wusheng Mountain has us!"

Wang Ying stood there, quite with the majesty of a grandmaster.

A bitter smile overflowed at the corner of Daoist Changhe's mouth, when Wang Cheng took Wang Ying in, he thought that there might be trouble in the future, but he didn't expect this trouble to be a little happy, but it was unpredictable, Wang Ying didn't leave, and he didn't do unforgivable things, but it brought the most murderous aura to Wusheng Mountain!

He is also the first disciple of Wusheng Mountain to use a sword in two thousand years.

Yang Qingyu took a deep breath, took a step forward, stood beside Wang Ying, and said lightly: "Yes, master, you can rest, leave it to us here." ”

Zhang Shaoyun immediately hurriedly walked up, and then Wang Yuanyuan, Wang Xiaolin, Wen Xin and Anna all walked up, blocking the old Taoist priest at the back, as if protecting the old Taoist priest.

A trace of relief flashed in the eyes of the old Taoist, and a little tear flashed away, which was a very satisfying feeling, and he felt that this life was enough.

"Okay, I'll watch it as a spectator today!"

The old Taoist priest nodded, immediately took two steps back, sat on a chair, picked up a teacup and drank tea by himself, like an old man on the side of the road watching a play.

Tian Boxiong was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed on Wang Ying and Yang Qingyu in surprise, and he said in a deep voice: "Little girl, I came to find Wang Cheng today......

"Wang Cheng is my fiancé, just like me!"

"Wang Cheng is my master!"

Yang Qingyu and Wang Ying said almost at the same time.

Tian Boxiong was stunned again, then laughed, looked back at the two figures who came up, and shouted: "Zhou Xiong, Zhang Yulong, come and see, Wusheng Mountain actually relies on two women to support, hahahaha......"

The latter two came with Tian Boxiong, a Zhou Xiong and a Zhang Yulong, both of whom were masters of Tian Boxiong's imprisonment in a prison, and after they came out, the three of them wanted to go to Nanyang to develop, where the situation was relatively chaotic and suitable for giving full play to their strength, but they immediately suffered a big change, and the entire secret service system changed.

The disciple of Wusheng Mountain became the only leader of the secret service system, and the first order was that this time all the masters who came out of the prison should not leave the land of China for a single step, and they must be registered, and their whereabouts must be reported regularly, and the staff will randomly check the foothold every half a month......

This order upset the lone masters the most, because it directly limited their freedom!

However, this order was supported by the above, so no one from above stopped it.

This has two advantages, one is to prevent the outflow of masters, and the second is to control the whereabouts of these masters at any time to prevent them from becoming traitors!

It's tantamount to putting shackles on everyone!

Tian Boxiong and the others, who had just come out of prison and thought they had been freed, found themselves out of prison and entered a bigger prison, which was naturally quite unhappy!

Zhou Xiong shouted in a deep voice: "Daomen Holy Land, you have to rely on women to support the façade, old Taoist, why don't you apologize in front of the Martial Saint Elephant?"

Zhang Yulong also shouted disdainfully: "What about Wang Cheng, let him come out to see me, I won't talk to women!"

The three of them are all top masters, and their strength is not weaker than that of the Changhe Daoist, although they have not touched the peerless realm, but they are almost the same, the difference is the background, if the three of them are all disciples of the great sect, I am afraid that they will already be masters of the peerless realm!

Daoist Changhe's cultivation has become very good recently, and when he heard the words of the three of them, he didn't get angry, nor did he refute, he just sat there and drank tea, and completely handed over this place to Yang Qingyu and Wang Ying.

Last time Wang Cheng went to Africa, Taoist Changhe also went to the capital to run around for Wang Cheng's affairs, Wusheng Mountain had to be handed over to Yang Qingyu and others, but after a month or two, they also persevered, Yang Qingyu and Wang Ying repelled many warriors who wanted to take the opportunity to come to Wusheng Mountain to provoke.

Therefore, this time, Taoist Changhe also has confidence in Yang Qingyu and Wang Ying!

After all, Wang Ying is a contemporary Hanzang, with excellent swordsmanship, and then integrating the martial saint mountain boxing method, it is almost like a tiger with wings!

And Yang Qingyu's progress during this period of time is also beyond ordinary people's expectations, and his strength is only a little weaker than that of Changhe Daoist.

There is a gap between people and people, and after seeing Wang Cheng's progress speed, Taoist Changhe has already looked at it indifferently!

"Don't talk nonsense, you don't deserve to let Wang Cheng take action personally, let's talk about it after we pass this level!"

Yang Qingyu drank coldly, and immediately took the initiative to attack, rushing towards Tian Boxiong, stepping on the steps like Tai Chi and containing the breath of the earth, his fist roared, and the breath exploded, and it was also rampant!

Tian Boxiong was also short-tempered, and immediately shouted: "Look for death!"

He also stepped on the steps of Tai Chi, he was an outcast of Wudang Mountain, Tai Chi behind him, and then apprenticed to learn Tai Chi under Sun Lutang, and then betrayed the Sun family......

Therefore, although his learning is more complicated, it is still mainly Tai Chi.

And Yang Qingyu was born under the Yang Tai Chi sect, but the Zhang Tai Chi taught to her by Wang Cheng is also authentic in Wudang Mountain, so when the two meet together, it is as if they are fighting against the same door, and they look like they are both Tai Chi!

A trace of disdain flashed in Tian Boxiong's eyes, he had practiced Tai Chi all his life, he could be called a Tai Chi master, and he instinctively despised Yang Qingyu's Tai Chi.

However, the next moment, the moment the two fought, Tian Boxiong's expression flashed with shock and a trace of disbelief!

Because, the Tai Chi mystery revealed by Yang Qingyu's fist actually shattered the Gang Qi on his fist directly, and took a step back from his shock!

Bang!

Tian Boxiong took a step back, leaving clear footprints on the ground, his eyes looked at Yang Qingyu in amazement, his eyes fell on Yang Qingyu's fists and feet, which was indeed the mystery of Tai Chi, but more of it was the mystery of Daomen martial arts, which he had never come into contact with since he left Wudang Mountain.

"Lao Tian, what are you doing?

Seeing this, Zhou Xiong couldn't help but shout at Tian Boxiong.

Tian Boxiong's eyes became gloomy, staring at Yang Qingyu, and said coldly to the two companions: "This female doll is not simple, Lao Zhou, Lao Zhang, don't talk nonsense, go together, force Wang Cheng to come out, lest you have a long night and many dreams, and if the situation is not right, you will withdraw, anyway, there are other people behind, we can't be cannon fodder!"

This time, they were organized, not only did many lone masters form a resistance alliance, but some sects sent masters to join them, wanting to take the opportunity to defeat Wusheng Mountain and eliminate hidden dangers!

Yang Qingyu didn't speak with a cold face, stepped on the pile method under his feet, stretched out his fist, and looked at the three people opposite, without the slightest fear.

Tian Boxiong stomped under his feet and rushed towards Yang Qingyu again, shouting at the same time: "Up!"

Zhou Xiong and Zhang Yulong immediately didn't have the slightest nonsense, let alone pay attention to the morality of the rivers and lakes, and the demeanor of their predecessors, what they want is to achieve their goals by unscrupulous means!

Three quasi-peerless masters shot at Yang Qingyu at the same time.

Yang Qingyu slowly retreated under his feet, and the Taiji silk hand in his hand was exerted, with the blessing of pure yang qi and blood, the power of Zhang's Taiji was even stronger, this is the mystery of Daomen martial arts, pure yang qi and blood have different degrees of bonuses to all Daomen martial arts!

WhewW......

A trace of silk-like gang qi condensed between Yang Qingyu's hands, and then tightly wrapped around Tian Boxiong's fist, quickly dissipating the layers of gang qi on his fist, like peeling off a cocoon, making Tian Boxiong lose control of his fist gang qi in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

Tian Boxiong stomped under his feet, barely stopped, and almost stumbled into Yang Qingyu's fist.

At that moment just now, Yang Qingyu's tangled qi almost took control of Tian Boxiong's body!

Tian Boxiong's heart finally flickered with horror, knowing that he was not Yang Qingyu's opponent.

However, Zhou Xiong and Zhang Yulong seized the opportunity and rushed to Yang Qingyu's body, although the qi on the fists of the two was also partially weakened, they were still very powerful, they believed that they would definitely be able to defeat Yang Qingyu!

However.

At this moment, Zhou Xiong, Zhang Yulong, and Tian Boxiong who stopped all felt a chill in their bodies, and an inexplicable chill bred from the soles of their feet and hearts, instantly spreading throughout their bodies, making them involuntarily shiver.

Dangerous!

The three of them thought of these two words at the same time.

The instinct cultivated in the troubled times back then made the three of them no longer care about pursuing Yang Qingyu, and immediately retreated at the same time, not daring to have the slightest love war.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of the three of them!

The three of them saw a flower in front of them, but they retreated more quickly under their feet.

However, they retreated, and the white light was still in pursuit, not sparing them in the slightest.

Tian Boxiong had just been affected by Yang Qingyu's entanglement qi, so the speed of retreat was not fast, and he was chased by the cold white light in the blink of an eye.

The biting cold made Tian Boxiong feel as if his body was about to be frozen, and the qi and blood all over his body seemed to have stopped!

The white light had already come to the front, Tian Boxiong hurriedly raised his arm to block it, and shouted at the same time: "I admit defeat, spare my life......"

However, the icy white light did not stop in the slightest.

Laugh at!

There was a muffled sound.

"Ah............h

Then, Tian Boxiong let out an earth-shattering scream, rolled and flew backwards, spilling a patch of blood on the ground and in the air!

An arm that didn't hold on to blood fell to the ground.

Zhou Xiong and Zhang Yulong took more than a dozen steps back before stopping, and when they looked back, they all felt cold.

One of Tian Boxiong's arms had been cut off in unison, and blood kept spurting.

Yang Qingyu was still standing there, but Wang Ying was holding a long sword and standing beside Tian Boxiong, full of boiling killing intent.

"You ......"

Zhou Xiong's eyes widened, staring at Wang Ying and scolding, "You are not a disciple of the Daomen?"

In the history of Wusheng Mountain, there has never been a disciple who cultivates the blade, which is known to almost all masters with martial arts knowledge.

Therefore, Zhou Xiong immediately said that Wang Ying was not a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain.

Wang Ying stood with his sword in his hand, and he didn't look at Tian Boxiong, who was bleeding and trembling at his feet, staring at Zhou Xiong and saying coldly: "I am a disciple of Wusheng Mountain, a disciple of Yuanding of Wusheng Mountain. ”

"Then why do you use a sword?"

Zhang Yulong also asked a little nervously.

Wang Ying put too much pressure on them, it was a killing intent that went deep into their hearts.

They couldn't believe that Wang Ying was from the Martial Saint Mountain Gate.

Wang Ying still said coldly: "I want to use a sword, today you provoke Wusheng Mountain and desecrate the majesty of my master, you should be killed!"

Zhou Xiong and Zhang Yulong, as well as Tian Boxiong who struggled to stand up on the ground, all felt trembling in their hearts.

Zhang Yulong was about to speak, but when he saw a flower in front of him, Wang Ying's figure turned into a white sword light again.

Zhang Yulong and Zhou Xiong hurriedly retreated.

However, Wang Ying didn't go for the two.

A white light flashed around Tian Boxiong, who had just struggled to stand up, and then his tall body stiffened in place, a trace of blood shot out of his neck, and then his body fell straight to the ground, and a bloody head rolled to the feet of Zhou Xiong and Zhang Yulong!

Tian Boxiong's headless and missing arm body was spilling blood wantonly.

Wang Ying, who was dressed in black, was still standing there, not a trace of blood donation on her body, and the white sword blade was also snow-white. (To be continued.) )