"What?"

Mu Hanfeng couldn't help but be surprised.

As we all know, the door to the pinnacle was opened, the door was opened, and the spirit was turned into blood, and everything was logical.

In the end, he will become a supreme warrior!

At that time, the longevity of 500 years can be called a living immortal on land.

The Peerless Martial Artist is definitely a Beidou-like existence in the martial arts world.

But now, Mu Hanfeng looked at Mu Cangtian, this is clearly a pseudo-peak!

Mu Cangtian yawned lazily and said, "Old past, what are you doing with this stubble!" ”

The words fell.

Ning Bei's gaze fell on Mu Cangtian, and he frowned: "Your gate to the pinnacle has been shattered?" ”

Mu Hanfeng couldn't help but be startled, his eyes were full of disbelief.

This hatred is so great that it has shattered the lifeblood of people.

You must know that if you shatter the portal in your body that transforms into blood, you will cut off the road to the top!

For the rest of his life, he must not enter the top again!

Who is such a ruthless hand?

If there is an enmity between the two sides and the other party is not against you, you can just kill it.

Cutting off the other party's top road is even more vicious than killing others.

Sometimes, many warriors in the world are not afraid of death.

Since ancient times, there has been no blood on the martial arts cultivators.

Martial arts, martial arts for bravery, is their own way.

Death is only a moment.

Killing people is not enough.

However, he has cut off his own pinnacle path and cut off his future martial arts path, and his strength can no longer be half an inch.

How cruel!

The descendants of the white-clothed wolf of the previous generation were unexpectedly shattered by someone.

Yuan Bo sighed and said, "In the riot back then, the heirs of the hundred clothes suffered heavy losses, and there were two pieces of clothing inheritance, which were completely wiped out. ”

"What riot?"

Shangguan Xiaoyi's brows furrowed.

Ning Bei's eyes flashed, and he said softly: "That riot, Yuanbo refers to the global battle a hundred years ago!" ”

The Battle of the Hundred Nations of the World!

A hundred years ago, foreign barbarians joined forces with soldiers to invade China, and the great rivers and mountains were full of wolf smoke, resulting in the contamination of living beings.

The riots resulted in the deaths of tens of millions of Han Chinese.

That's right, more than 10 million casualties.

There are women and children of all ages!

The turmoil a hundred years ago, to this day, how dare the children of my Chinese Han clan forget the national hatred and family hatred.

The enmity of the ancestors should continue!

The younger generations are not qualified to forgive those enemies who once offended my Chinese land for their ancestors!

Not to mention the Ningbei generation.

We believe in the concept of killing as the guardian.

In the riot a hundred years ago, foreign barbarians plotted against our rivers and mountains and slaughtered the children of our Han clan.

Countless heroic men died generously, spilling blood on the motherland.

There are some hatreds and hatreds, and they still can't be forgotten by the generation of Ningbei.

Ye Xinghe clenched his fists and said softly: "With Yuanbo's age, they have indeed experienced that riot. ”

"My injuries have nothing to do with the riot."

Mu Cangtian exhaled lightly, and he didn't want to mention the past again.

But since the words are here, a hundred years have passed, and it doesn't hurt to say it, and it can also make Ye Xinghe, the successor of the hundred clothes, beware of the enemy in the dark.

Yuan Bo said softly: "The riot lasted for many years, all kinds of demons and monsters appeared, the situation was turbulent, there were gate valves, families to manipulate the power of the country, and even more to tear the land and seal the king, divide one side, and the power was monstrous!" ”

"There are foreign barbarians abroad, intending to get involved in my Huaxia rivers and mountains, the army crosses the border to kill, the rivers and mountains are in danger, and all the inheritance of hundreds of clothes is born!"

"Zhongnan Mountain is all really in the same vein!"

"Shushan Sword Cultivation One Pulse!"

"There is also the pinnacle of Taoism, who went to the Lingnan Sea alone, with his own strength, to protect my Chinese mountains and rivers, to meet the five peaks of foreign countries across the border, and finally martyred the country!"

"In that riot, our high-level martial artists in Huaxia were sharply reduced by seventy, and the martial artists below the god of war were sharply reduced by fifty percent, and the first battle hurt our roots, and we can't recover to this day!"

……

Yuanbo has lived in Kyoto for a long time, and at this moment he tells how terrible the riot was back then.

To this day, those who participated in that turmoil will never forget it to this day.

Gate valves, family chaos, control the national fortune!

There are even more ambitious people, who are king of the ground.

At that time, too many things happened and too many secrets were buried.

To this day, there are some questions that remain unanswered.

Ye Xinghe frowned and said, "Mu Bo's gate to the top was destroyed in that riot?" ”

"No, it's our domestic people, do it!"

Yuanbo's eyes were full of anger.

In that war-torn era, when foreign enemies entered the territory, there were still people who plotted to kill the heirs of Baiyi.

Huangfu Wushuang asked softly, "Who is it?" ”

"Say it, I'll do it and kill the three clans!"

Ning Bei listened quietly, with a shallow smile on his handsome face.

This is no joke!

As long as Mu Cangtian says it, you see if Ning Bei dares to liquidate this matter.

But Mu Cangtian didn't know!

Yan Baiting sighed lightly: "I can't find out who this person is until now, this lame leg of mine was destroyed by his hands!" ”

Yan Baiting said that his feet were sloping because of something.

The person who shot at them back then was a pinnacle.

It's not an ordinary pinnacle, I'm afraid it's a top-notch pinnacle.

A palm cut off the pinnacle of Mu Cangtian.

One shot killed Yan Baiting!

One finger killed Kou Qingyuan.

The three of them were in the era a hundred years ago, one was the successor of the white-clothed blue wolf, the other was the successor of the cloud-stepping unicorn, and the other was the inheritor of the gilded unicorn robe.

At that time, they were all famous all over the world.

Who would have thought that they would have such a defeat!

There are countless legends in every era.

It's just that Ningbei is a little curious, who is the person who broke the Mu Cangtian Absolute Peak Road?

Mu Cangtian exhaled lightly, the matter of a hundred years ago had already been put down, and he said angrily: "You guys be careful, maybe those guys who are plotting against Baiyi are not dead now!" ”

"It seems that there was more than one person who was involved in hundreds of clothes back then!"

Huangfu Wushuang said indifferently, without fear in his heart.

If someone in the dark wants to get his hands on the Black Cloud Flying Fish Suit, he can come to him Huangfu Wushuang.

After a few of them chatted.

Mu Yunlong, who was sitting in front of the bronze door, the aura on his body was faintly floating and becoming more and more intense.

All eyes looked.

Everyone knows in their hearts that this look is afraid that the breakthrough has failed!

Mu Yunlong hit the pinnacle and failed.

When he opened his eyes, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and he spent all his energy, but he couldn't find the peak door in his body for a long time, and he couldn't turn his soul into blood.

Let him look up in despair and shout: "The heavens have abandoned me!" ”

At this age, he failed to hit the pinnacle of the situation, and he suffered a heavy blow.

His time is numbered!

Mu Hanfeng faintly felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help but step forward to comfort him: "Fourth grandfather, the impact on the peak realm failed, and there is still a chance in the future!" ”

However, words of dissuasion are useless.

Mu Yunlong's hair was scattered, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his ears didn't seem to be able to hear any sound outside.

He knew he had failed!