Clouds.

An endless ocean.

Whenever the tide is surging, there are seagulls whistling softly, and horns chirping for a long time, but there is no light above the ocean.

The white fog is vast.

Emptiness knows no bounds.

And, on the other side of the sea of clouds, is the territory of Fusang, although it is a land of projectiles, but the people are still martial, coupled with the poor mountains and bad waters, there have always been a lot of people.

In ancient times, there were groups of ocean-going monks who came to study in the land of China, and they called pilgrimage in the name of pilgrimage, but in fact, they committed theft.

Whether it's words, or ancient swordsmanship.

Or red tape, robes and clothes, what are they all about, and what they learn secretly.

A hundred years of light and moon have passed by.

It's just a small place, and it's okay to be overwhelmed, but now it's like a wild dog that no one has adopted, threatening to conquer the Chinese martial arts world with ancient swordsmanship.

Not long ago, Fusang was newly born into the top ten gods of war.

After conquering foreign territories, there is really no exception, and the ultimate goal is still the Pure Land of China.

Now.

Wang Yang Center.

A flat boat, chasing the waves.

Although the sea breeze is rolling, the waves are magnificent.

But standing on the edge of the boat, the six people scattered in a staggered manner not only did not move at all, but even their clothes were not wet by the sea.

Straight ahead.

He was an elderly man with gray hair and wrinkled skin like a chapped orange peel.

His left hand is always holding the hilt of the sword, and in terms of clothing, it is a wide robe, which is the same as Hanfu, but the left and right chest positions, three, three, two, two, dotted with white cherry blossom patterns.

This is the national flower of Fuso.

Transcendental status.

The old man's long hair was coiled up, and the wooden hairpin passed by.

It is not like the ordinary dress of modern people, and the sleeve robe poured by the sea breeze is fluttering, giving people a charm of being a master.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the Pure Land of Huaxia that was getting closer and closer, and the corners of his mouth finally flashed with a smug smile, "My father landed in Huaxia back then, but unfortunately he was defeated. ”

"So far, I have been haunted for decades, and before I died, I did not forget to warn me that I would not step on the Pure Land of China in this life, and be the descendant of a mad family in vain."

Since then.

This old man, whose real name is Sleepy Fourteen Lang, has been in retreat for endless years, and finally realizes the earth-shattering sword drawing technique.

boasted that within 100 meters, no one stopped him with a sword.

As the saying goes, life must be happy.

It seems that he has witnessed with his own eyes that when he stepped into the Pure Land of China, everywhere he set foot in, everyone knelt down and surrendered, bowing down to worship the domineering posture.

The old man subconsciously took out the gourd wine on his waist, facing the sky on his back, and the aroma of wine was overflowing.

Timely.

Another young man, stepping on clogs, stood side by side with Sleepy Elver Shiro, his hands folded and his gaze distant.

"Master, I heard that there are many beauties in Huaxia, is this true?"

The young man has an extremely pleasant voice, but his appearance is feminine and his cheekbones are protruding, which invisibly gives people a chilling feeling.

Especially when you laugh, you can see the evil nature, frivolity, and arrogance.

Sleeping Maniac Fourteen Lang, hearing the question of this precious apprentice Ape Fei Hanzo, couldn't help but laugh, so he nodded hurriedly and said, "How can there be more than one beauty?" ”

Sarufei Hanzo stretched out his hand to wipe the beard at the corner of his mouth, his expression was excited, and his tone was excited, "I am very much looking forward to the day when I will taste all kinds of beauties in China." ”

"Then you have to kill their men, and they are at your mercy." The old man said gloomily.

Ape Fei Hanzo opened his mouth and laughed wildly, "Master, I am a prodigy trained by you personally, don't say that if you kill a certain place of Huaxia martial arts, all of them will surrender." ”

"Even killing this group of pigs is just a matter of a sword."

His five fingers flicked, and the jade sword on his waist trembled.

Sleepy Maniac Fourteen Lang expressed his appreciation for this disciple's attitude, "Regard Huaxia Wufu as a pig as a dog, and kill when you kill, so as to show the majesty of our Fusang God of War." ”

"Maybe those martial artists are already trembling with fear, and they don't dare to come out."

Several wars abroad.

The Fourteen Langs of Sleep Mania were all drawn with a sword, and the sword rose and fell, almost killing a group of the most famous old and strongest people abroad.

Now, Huaxia is their new round of target.

"Actually, if you think about it, it's quite frustrating, this time we are stationed in the Huaxia martial arts world, which is tantamount to adults beating children, and we are destined to not meet an opponent of equal strength."

"It's a pity, isn't there a character in Huaxia who can get it?"

Sarutobi Hanzo stomped on the clogs, his face overflowing, a sense of loneliness like snow.

Sleepy Fourteen raised his head, and he was also extremely emotional.

His father, the blame is that his personality is too difficult, and when his obsession is not gone, he is completely depressed, otherwise, he would have been qualified to kill Huaxia.

He thought so.

Ultimately.

It still comes from the confidence in the ancient swordsmanship of the sleeping maniac family.

"Master Tai, in my lifetime, I can't see our master and apprentice join forces, and we are invincible in China, it's really a pity, a pity."

The wind at sea, getting stronger.

At the end of the originally empty and boundless field of vision, a huge mountain suddenly appeared, undulating like a dragon raising its head.

The pair of masters and apprentices, as well as the remaining four, were all excited.

It's finally here.

"Mole ants, wipe your neck and wait for me to fly to the mountains and rivers of China, harvest to your heart's content, and wait for your head!"

This moment.

He held his head high and was full of pride.

The jade sword, which is longer than an arm, also complements each other, and argues slightly.

It seems that it is completely full of horrific murderous intent.

……

Ningjiang, the boundary line.

Yellowish intersection of national highways.

A young woman, frowning, spun in place.

Occasionally lift your toes, raise your head high, and look into the distance.

Occasionally, he would squat on the ground, his hands on his cheeks, and his expression would be in a trance.

Countless passengers in the past, after seeing this young woman's stunning face, were curious and attentive.

The young woman was not interested in dealing with it.

She held her cheeky arms, and after holding one position for a long time, she couldn't help but feel sore.

Stand up and sway.

Swayed from side to side a few times, just in the moment of complete disappointment.

A business vehicle that drove out of the territory of the Qin royal family finally slowed down as it approached her.

It was Shen Wuxin's young woman, who immediately smiled after seeing the license plate.

She just stood there quietly.

I don't expect to be able to speak, I hope that I can learn that he left the Qin royal family safely as soon as possible.

Grin.

Peace of mind at first sight.

Shen Wuxin stretched his waist, then wrinkled his nose, and turned around to leave completely.

Unexpectedly, a woman suddenly poked out of the temporarily parked business car.

The woman looked Shen Wuxin up and down, and then looked back at Chu Xuan, who pretended that nothing had happened, and said with a dumb smile, "People have been waiting for you for so long, just like that, let her leave?" ”

"You bastard, you're even more wooden than your father, and you don't know how to do it."

Chu Xuan, "......"

(End of chapter)