The light was still on, but it was no longer needed, because an energetic point of light in the sky had replaced it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sun came out, and although the light was not very full, it was enough to illuminate the world.

The land is full of life again, and the whole courtyard surrounded by peach trees has become more brilliant.

But no amount of brilliance can compare to the fame of this courtyard.

Its reputation is simply too loud, no matter how big the world is, no matter how vast the sky is, this reputation can echo in it, and everyone here can shake the whole rivers and lakes when they say it.

Whether dead or alive, even those who are dead must have a well-known name.

Even every leaf and every wildflower here has its own legend.

Every inch of land has fascinated countless martial arts cultivators, and to ordinary people, this place is simply more than the Divine Palace Treasure Hall where the gods live.

What the hell is this place?

I'm afraid that saying it can deaf my ears, this is the Long family, the Long family, known as the first family of martial arts on the rivers and lakes.

There are too many legends here, not to mention anything else, the dragon war that has now withdrawn from the rivers and lakes can scare people to death.

and the dragon that was named after him.

It is not an exaggeration to say that these two men can turn the whole world upside down.

It is not impossible to say that these two men can rebuild the world upside down.

Why is the World Martial Arts held every four years here?

Why even if he defeats all the opponents in the world, even if he wins the first place in the world's martial arts, he doesn't dare to challenge it.

Actually, I can't say why, because this is the rule, this is the symbol of strength.

Although no one dares to challenge, anyone knows that even a sweeping uncle here is enough for you to fight.

Not to mention some of the monsters in the top rankings of the other rows.

When the day dawned, the first rays of light shone here, on Long Teng's face, and on the smooth sword.

It has been more than two hundred years since this sword was inserted diagonally, and it is strange that even after all these years, there is not a trace of rust, as if it had just been washed from the sword washing pool yesterday.

Once this sword is inserted here, no one has ever been able to pull it out, because it is not an ordinary sword, let alone an ordinary person.

The streamer of the sword body poured down like a waterfall, and the sword was thousands of feet high and a hundred feet wide, like a strange peak.

I don't know which predecessor left the sword here when he got rid of the demon, there are too many legends about this sword.

Long Teng looked at the sword and muttered, "Senior Daoran, are you okay?"

Who is Daoran?

Dao Ran is the legendary owner of this sword.

Legend has it that the war of demons in those years, the chaos in the world, the three worlds of people, gods and demons disputes, Dao Ran is the sword god of the god world, he left this giant sword in the world when he eliminated the demons.

There are too many versions of legends to study, but no matter how plausible they are, they are just legends, and few people take them seriously.

But the giant sword is real, and it is the existence of this sword that has given birth to so many legends.

There is also a theory that the Long family deliberately hired skilled craftsmen to create it in order to add mystery.

But in any case, the world's number one sword has been here for more than 200 years.

More than 200 years of wind and rain have never shaken it.

Long Teng stroked the sword, feeling it little by little, as if he could listen to the sword's language.

He was the only one here, and he had already been sent by him to do something else, and Madame Long also walked back to the room with tears of excitement.

Just now, she also earnestly advised: "We must get our children back."

Long Teng's heart was hot, and he couldn't help but nod and said, "I will, our child, I didn't expect that I would have a son."

Thinking of this, he quickly woke up as if he had taken a nap, and one of the hands on the sword was already cold.

"Child, warmth", he seems to have not felt these different emotions for a long time.

He tried to calm himself down, to harden himself.

"Son, what son", he muttered to himself, and the person who stroked the sword was hot again.

The whole body was hot because of the strong strength.

He stroked it gently, and suddenly a caterpillar fell from the branch and landed on the back of his hand.

In the spring, when everything recovers, all kinds of insects are more active, and as soon as this caterpillar falls, it instinctively erects protective thorns.

Little by little, it pierced into his pores, and a faint pain on the back of his hand came up along the cool spring breeze.

He smacked his lips, smiled and held the caterpillar in his palm and put it back on the branch.

In order to make sure that it would not fall again, he also deliberately plucked the branch to see if it was secure.

When all this was done, he turned around, and there were already people kneeling on the ground waiting for him.

The person kneeling on the ground hurriedly lowered his head and said solemnly: "Lord Longteng, the gang chief has brought people to make trouble again."

When Long Teng heard this, he said expressionlessly: "Come on, how is my eldest brother?"

"Lord Long Zhan, I'm taking a nap, and the villain hasn't reported yet."

Long Teng smiled with satisfaction and said, "It's okay, this little thing doesn't need to disturb him."

"But the gangsters are not ordinary people today," said the man on his knees.

"Could it be ****** coming," Long Teng said as he gazed at the caterpillar on the branch.

"It was the big boss of the gang who came over in person, and he also said that you must ascend to the throne of the martial arts supreme today", when he said this, the person kneeling on the ground secretly looked up at Long Teng.

Seeing that Long Teng's face was still peaceful, he hesitated and said: "According to the villain's opinion, it is better to give him a face, and he will take the position of the leader of the alliance today."

Long Teng didn't expect this always taciturn announcement to make him say so much today, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "You also want me to ascend the throne."

The messenger laughed and flattered, "It's not a bad thing for you after all, my lord."

Long Teng couldn't help but laugh twice when he heard this, and then moved to his side lightly, and said kindly: "It seems that you are loyal to me."

The messenger suddenly showed excitement on his face, and said excitedly: "Thank you for mentioning ......", and before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth.

One of Long Teng's hands was still on his neck, and he didn't even make a sound when he died.

Long Teng's attack was not only cruel but also vicious, and in an instant his life was like a mustard, and his face remained peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

He slowly exhaled in his mouth and said, "You are not wronged to die", and then stretched out a finger to the sky, shouting: "If there is anyone who plots to usurp the throne for me, this is the end."

Suddenly, one air current after another swept across the sky, like an invisible force hurriedly fleeing, and even the surrounding woods were full of noise, wave after wave of escape.

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