Everyone in the audience, except for Yao Qing, was against doing it on the side of Broken Blade Cliff.

The Broken Blade Cliff hides a super warrior.

As for how strong is this martial artist?

Two hundred and sixty years ago, the peak of the Five Mountains of the Second Empire, with a blood of up to 150,000 na, went deep into the Broken Blade Cliff to find out.

As a result, on that night, no one knew what had happened to the Five Peaks of the Second Empire.

His terrible screams resounded for hundreds of miles.

For the whole night, there was a terrible sound of begging for death, which was terrifying.

Since that incident, Broken Blade Cliff has been listed as a forbidden area for martial artists, and it is strictly forbidden for any martial artist to disturb him.

For the people in the Broken Blade Cliff, what the hell?

Nobody knows!

But it is certain that there must be hermits.

The word hermit originated in China.

Behind this name, there are countless legends.

Hermits are known as the manipulators of history!

Since the birth of Chinese civilization, hermits have appeared, spanning thousands of years of history.

To this day, it is still a hidden legend.

The ancient hermits, who were basically talented and amazing in the world, were people who were waiting for a price to be sold, chose the right time to be born, borrowed the momentum of the Ming Lord, and stirred up the eight desolations of Kyushu in the world.

But more hermits are indifferent to fame and fortune, planting a few acres of mulberry fields, coarse tea and light rice, singing under the moon, and staying away from the rolling red dust.

Taking the ancient Three Kingdoms period as an example, the hermits of the world came out together and single-handedly contributed to the magnificent situation of the Three Kingdoms.

For example, Zhuge Wuhou, hidden in Nanyang, was born in the world.

Zhuge Wuhou is an outstanding figure in the art lineage.

After he was born, he amazed the world with the technique of manipulating the wind and rain, and used the eight-array diagram to dominate the world, and then regretfully passed away with the seven-star life-sustaining technique.

There are even more terrifying and strong people, hidden in the mountains.

Although the pinnacle warrior is strong, he may not be able to find any horns, and he will be pressed to the ground and hammered.

Yan Xiaohan has met this kind of old guy.

When Xiao Hanhan was twelve years old, he met a lost and sloppy old Taoist priest holding an old donkey in Mobei, so he rescued him and brought him back to the Beiliang Army.

The sloppy old Taoist priest was grateful and had to accept Yan Xiaohan as an apprentice.

As a result, Yan Xiaohan was going to fight hard with the old guy when he went up, and he had to kill the old Taoist priest, which made everyone confused and asked Xiao Hanhan what happened.

Xiao Hanhan said confidently that he kindly saved the sloppy old Taoist.

As a result, this old thing wants to be his father!

The sloppy old Taoist priest was stunned at the time, he hadn't said this.

The explanation given by Xiao Hanhan is that heaven and earth are gentle, and the teacher is like a father.

Doesn't this old Taoist priest just want to be his father when Yan returns!

Regarding Xiao Hanhan's explanation, the sloppy old Taoist priest was speechless, and he couldn't refute it.

Later, the matter of accepting apprentices was stopped, and the sloppy old Taoist priest asked Xiao Hanhan to put forward conditions, saying that there was nothing he could not do.

At first, everyone in Beiliang didn't care about the old Taoist priest's words.

It was only later that I realized that the sloppy old Taoist priest was the powerful warrior in the hermit sequence.

Xiao Hanhan fell in love with the old Taoist's little donkey, and opened his mouth to ask for it.

At first, the old Taoist priest was reluctant, and finally in order to repay the grace of saving his life, he gave the little donkey to Xiao Hanhan and told him to take good care of the little donkey.

After all, the little donkey has been with the old Taoist priest for two years, and he already has a relationship.

Xiao Hanhan patted his chest and promised, I will do something, you can rest assured!

In a word, six words guaranteed.

That means that eighty percent of the old Taoist's little donkey will become donkey broth.

Sure enough.

As soon as the old Taoist priest left with his front foot, Xiao Hanhan stewed the little donkey with his hind foot!

Not stewed, to be exact!

The little donkey seemed to have become a sperm, and his strength was great, and he noticed that the naïve young man, holding a black war knife in both hands, looked directly at his hind legs, and saliva flowed out.

The little donkey jumped on the spot, not letting the living come close.

But the little donkey is a donkey after all.

How can it be the opponent of the little demon king of the Beiliang mixed world, Yan returned and approached the little donkey, and slashed it with a knife divided by two with three strikes and five divisions, and was stunned from the little donkey's buttocks, and cut off a whole two catties of meat!

The vitality of the little donkey is much higher than that of the same breed of donkey.

In this way, the little donkey pouted its bloody buttocks, and its miserable screaming sound resounded throughout the northern sky, almost like a scholar speaking, and kept saying the meaning of the vague three words with strange emphasis.

The original words of the little donkey are: "grass mud horse, grass mud horse, grass ......"

The cry of this donkey made the Beiliang Zhuzi stunned on the spot, and realized whether this donkey had taken the elixir and prescribed dexterity.

After all, the world is so big that there are no surprises.

A lot of animal intelligence is not inferior to that of human teenagers.

Whether it is a dolphin in the sea or a beast on land, they are all wise.

The screams of the little donkey brought the sloppy old Taoist priest back, and he saw the bloody ass of the little donkey, and the handsome young man with a blue nose and swollen face who was kicked by the donkey's hooves.

The old Taoist priest almost got angry on the spot.

This simple young man actually wanted to slaughter a little donkey to eat meat.

As a result, it is conceivable that the old Taoist priest was hammered on the ground by Xiao Hanhan, and scolded him again and again, saying that this is what Xiao Hanhan promised me to do, do you rest assured?

Who can rest assured that things are done like this!

Xiao Hanhan is unreliable, that is the famous Beiliang Army!

The dignified little demon king of Beiliang mixed world, except for these brothers who grew up together, often play with him, looking at the millions of children in the Beiliang army, no one dares to provoke him!

Yan Xiaohan's brothers are all ruthless.

Few people dared to touch him!

The sloppy old Taoist priest is a reclusive martial artist.

Belongs to the hermits.

Behind Ningbei, there is this kind of hermit support.

As for who they are, no one knows.

At this moment, Ningbei left Yanmen Pass and descended on the Second Empire, all the way over, and never saw a single person!

To be precise, no one dared to stop King Ningbei!

North Liangningbei, the eight skills are fully opened, the white light covers the whole body, the dust is like a fairy, and he comes to a foreign land.

The warriors of the Second Empire have not yet been revealed.

Ningbei traveled thousands of miles north, passing through mountainous mountains, and finally stopped at the end of a strange mountain range.

At the end of the mountain range, it is shaped like a cliff.

This is a main road, passing through the main road of the mountains, which can accommodate 500,000 elites, and can pass through here quickly, without trekking through mountains and rivers.

This is Broken Blade Cliff.

Two hundred years ago, it originally belonged to our China.

Later, due to the war, he was ceded land and compensated to the Second Empire.

But all these years, the Second Reich did not dare to send people to be stationed here.

Everyone knows that the Broken Blade Cliff is a dangerous fortress, sending troops to garrison this place, easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is a moat, if you want to take down here, you have to take your life to pile up.

But here, the Second Reich did not dare to send people in.

Ningbei stopped ten miles away, and his indifferent eyes stared at the little donkey that stopped him.

The little donkey was thin and rugged, with red yellow hair, and had a bit of the color of a divine horse, except for a pair of buttocks, which were somewhat asymmetrical, and the right buttocks seemed to have been injured and a piece of flesh had been cut off.