Bang la!

At night, black clouds cover the sun, thunder rumbles from the sky, and the wind and rain come in a blink of an eye, shrouding the Longmen Inn in darkness.

A few bolts of lightning slashed down, throwing out a large area of miserable white, the wind raged, a team of horses broke through the rain curtain, and stopped in front of the inn like a gale, and the horses were all armed with weapons and hats, and dismounted neatly in front of the gate.

In the inn, Jin Jiyu was packing up the account books, and suddenly heard a loud noise outside the house, two doors clanged loudly, and someone called the door one by one.

"Which son of a bitch, just close it and call it open!"

The beautiful life beckoned to her, and Jin Zhuyu was now stiff, and shouted: "Don't open it for him, let the rain drench to death!" knock, knock your mother Sangmen star, you have to knock again, girl, I will-"

Before the words fell, I heard a loud bang, and the door was directly slammed open.

The wind and rain blew wildly, blowing the gold-inlaid and jade-inlaid ledger into the sky, and a large group of people poured into the lobby.

The leader was sturdy, his eyes were narrow, and he glared at him viciously: "Jin Jiyu, you have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, dare not let us enter the door?"

"Oh, hey, isn't this the young city lord of Wushuang City, Lord Dugu Ming, Dugu Ming?"

Jin Jiaoyu stretched out his hand, and the ledger seemed to be held by an invisible palm, and flew back to the table.

Her eyes flickered, she looked at Dugu Ming left and right, and the faces of a burly monk and an evil young man fell, and said with a smile like a flower: "It's raining so hard outside, who knows that it is the young city lord?

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that there is only such a foothold within a hundred miles of Longmen Pass, your black shop, Young Master Ben wouldn't have come!"

Dugu Ming took off his coat with displeasure and threw it to the side: "Serve wine and food!

Jin Zhuyu smiled: "Young city lord, the wine and food are full, this room is full!"

"It's full, it looks like there are a lot of people waiting!"

Dugu Ming smiled coldly, took a step forward, and shouted loudly: "Dugu Ming of Wushuang City is here, the rats who want to take the fire monkey come out and die!"

As soon as the sonorous words came out, it was like a whirlwind that swept through all the guest rooms.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

For a while, they were secretly observing, and some martial arts people who couldn't hold back appeared one after another, and surrounded the people of Wushuang City with a fierce eye.

"Kunlun Sanjie, five sons of happiness, seven swords of Bashan...... There are a lot of people from the ten major sects!"

Dugu Ming glanced over, raised his head and laughed: "But it's less than I imagined, you have been slaughtered by the nameless for twenty years, and your vitality has not yet recovered!"

"Dugu Ming, don't be presumptuous!"

"Put down the fire monkey and spare you from death!"

"Wushuang City has long since sunset, and it is no longer the divine power of the past!"

......

Hitting people without slapping their faces, scolding people without revealing their shortcomings, Dugu Ming's words obviously stabbed the sore spot of the ten major sects, and everyone was furious, scolding one after another.

"A rabble!"

Dugu Ming stood out from the crowd, but secretly communicated with the two people around him: "Have the people of the Tianxia Association arrived? According to the secret report, the three hall masters are no longer in Tianshan!"

"Young City Lord, rest assured, we are also fully prepared!"

The monk silently recited the Buddha's name, and the evil young man's eyebrows showed murderous intent, but he said coldly: "If Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng come, not only will they not be able to take away the fire monkey, but they will also leave their lives behind!"

"Good!"

The corners of Dugu Ming's mouth raised, revealing a cruel smile: "Then let's kill!"

As soon as the words fell, his whole body flew up, and his legs kicked out wildly, turning into countless strong winds for a while, whistling in all directions.

Peerless god legs!

The martial arts inheritance of Wushuang City is very interesting, it is the seven series created by the Wushuang Lady - the Wushuang Divine Sword, the Wushuang Divine Palm, the Wushuang Divine Leg, the Wushuang Divine Spear, the Wushuang Divine Spear, the Wushuang Divine Whip and the Wushuang Divine Hammer.

The names of these seven doors seem arrogant, but they are indeed extremely mysterious and profound, and they rarely meet opponents in their respective fields.

Thirty years ago, the Dugu Sword Saint was born, replacing the Wushuang Divine Sword with the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and the Wushuang City was more powerful, almost alone in the world, but unfortunately later the Dugu Sword Saint was defeated by the nameless, and the sword was hidden, and even the Wushuang City was also prosperous and declined.

At this moment, Dugu Ming was dedicated to Liwei, accompanied by the pressure of suffocation, the good players of the ten major sects only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the move had not yet been handed out, and they didn't know how many legs they had hit, and they vomited blood and flew out.

Only fast is not broken!

"Up!"

Dugu Ming was unforgiving, and the tiger roared, except for the monks and young guards around a half-human-high bronze tripod, other masters of Wushuang City pounced one after another, killing the killer.

"Ahh

From time to time, there was a faint squeak of squeaks in the copper ding, obviously the fire monkey was among them, and I don't know how many fiery eyes were gathered on it before, but now they all turned into screams and runs, endlessly, and the tables, chairs and dishes were destroyed I don't know how much.

The gold inlaid jade disappeared, and the shopkeeper Xiao Er had already avoided it.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is only a warm-up, and it is far from the white-hot stage.

In the guest room on the second floor, Gu Cheng also looked at the Wushuang City for a long time, and Wang Zhong with thin cheeks stood next to him.

His eyes rolled, and he was thinking about something, when he suddenly heard the master ask, "Do you believe the rumors about the mud bodhisattva?"

"Don't believe it!"

Wang Zhong thought for a while and shook his head: "Those who know how to change do not take possession, and those who are good at change are not divided, this kind of person will not end well!"

"Jianwen Yu really shouldn't believe in his fate, otherwise he would have given up hope a long time ago. ”

Gu Cheng smiled in his heart.

In fact, he doesn't believe in fate, and the so-called fate is just a mercy of Providence.

In the transcendent world, even if the providence of heaven is ethereal, it can be touched in the end, so why should we be afraid?

But in this world, it is especially important that the power of fate can be transformed into substantial power, which greatly increases combat power.

Among the four major forces, the world will rise the fastest, in just over 20 years, from nothing to the world's largest gang, it is with the help of the wind and clouds, the number of male hegemons has risen sharply, everything can be done, and there is no disadvantage.

The mud bodhisattva is very important.

For example, in the world of the Great Sui, Yuan Tiangang had an insight into the heavens, and he could only calculate that the fortunes of the Great Sui were not long, prepare in advance, and lead the true dragon's qi into the customs, but the process was long and cumbersome, and the slightest carelessness would be wasted.

In comparison, the mud bodhisattva's four criticisms will make the hero's life clear, and it is the real destiny.

As for the backlash?

There are fire monkey drug sores, although it is very hard, but at least alive, Providence cannot directly remove him.

Gu Cheng was very curious, what means did the Mud Bodhisattva have to survive in such a high-martial world?

He wanted to see this man.

Of course, under normal circumstances, there is a vast sea of people, like the mud bodhisattva, who is proficient in disguise and incognito for a long time, and it is difficult for the imperial court to find it.

The first encounter ended quickly.

In just half a cup of tea, the inn was in a mess, twenty or thirty corpses fell to the ground horizontally, and other people in the rivers and lakes were frightened and retreated.

It was not until this moment that they profoundly discovered how big the gap was between themselves and the top four forces on the rivers and lakes.

Wushuang City has declined in recent years, and if it is replaced by the rising world meeting, it is simply unimaginable.

"Vulnerable!"

Dugu Ming Wushuang killed the most enemies under his legs, and then he retreated and returned to his original position, but his face was not red or panting, as if he had done a trivial thing, showing his profound skills.

"The world will, get out!"

So, with this momentum, Dugu shouted violently, the sound was rolling, sweeping in all directions, and the roof of the Longmen Inn seemed to be overturned by him.

"Tired young city lord has been waiting for a long time!"

The voice came from outside the gate, and in the wind and rain, a tall man walked in.

The man's facial features are upright, steady and capable, and his facial features reveal wisdom in the ordinary, which makes people look at it and inexplicably give birth to a sense of trust.

The most important thing is that he is clean and refreshing, without any wet traces.

Seeing this, the pupils began to contract.

The rainstorm outside is like a note, with their skills, they can indeed block the raindrops with the true qi of the body, but the loss of internal force is too serious, everyone knows that the road will not be peaceful, and no one dares to consume their strength needlessly.

And among the young generation in the world, there may be only one person who can withstand the rainstorm so easily-

The world will be the master of the Heavenly Frost Hall!

"You're alone?"

Dugu Ming sneered, full of pride.

"How about adding me?"

A cold voice came in the wind.

Storms, storms, rain and of course wind.

But what blew into the Longmen Inn was a light breeze, blowing slowly and blowing people's cheeks.

A snow-white figure is like a wild goose on the horizon, jumping in a dashing manner, holding a folding fan, standing proudly, with long hair flying elegantly.

The world will be the master of the Divine Wind Hall!

It's time for the show!