For centuries, the era when a traveler could stall a plane as long as the tiger's body shook slightly on the coastline of the other world is gone forever - the frontispiece

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When Chang Kaishen began to practice swords, he first targeted ancient trees, boulders, and waterfalls, and then turned into fireflies in the dark night, bees and butterflies among flowers, and mayflies on the water. When he lost interest in these goals, he ran to a sea where there was no ocean to cut icebergs, cut hurricanes, and chop whales. Later, he lost interest in these goals, and simply went to stab the bright moon, hit the wind, and cut the floating clouds.

In the end, he lost interest in all goals, so he rode a buffalo and wandered the rivers and lakes with a piano and a carving. Every day when you sit on the piano and sing a song, you drink with your turtle head drinking, and when you walk, you hang a book on the horns and play a long whistle. It wasn't until one day that he finally got tired of pretending to be boy, and he stopped his wandering footsteps on the shore of West Lake, where heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate. Since then, there is one less martial saint in the world who can fight for 3,000 miles alone and can be a million divisions with a sword, and there is one more captain who sings with a drum and crosses himself on the broken bridge in the depths of the willow embankment.

This guy never asked for money when he helped people ferry, and he also pasted a strange couplet on his boat: I have a tiger in my heart, sniffing roses.

If someone has good deeds, he has to break the casserole and ask what is going on, Chang Kaishen always smiled faintly and said that I was learning from Lei Feng.

The other people's Zhanger King Kong is confused: Good and decent, what is the purpose of learning from the Futu Tower?

In the misty spring of March, the peach blossoms bloom so beautifully, whenever a Qingli lady and a young scholar come to take a boat to avoid the rain, he can't help but sing Gao Shengmei's version of "Waiting for a Thousand Years".

On the summer day when the lotus flower is in full bloom, he takes the pet giant eagle to swing in the center of the lake, picks the lotus leaf with a stem, pierces the heart of the leaf with a hairpin, rolls it into a green wine tube, throws a leaf after drinking a wine, and drinks it until the red, fat, green and thin, the moon is in the middle of the sky.

In the golden autumn of Konoha Xiaoxiao, he carried a song worm, held a dumpling in his left hand, held a crab claw in his right hand, slapped his belly into the floating boat, and roared wildly in the sky: those who exist are phantoms, those who are eternal will eventually be destroyed, and all things in the world, colorful colors, are just blinded people's hearts. One day, in heaven and earth, green mountains and green waters, existence is only in my heart!

On a snowy night when the jade pot was frozen, he picked pine fruit, plum blossoms, bergamot and snow water, and while cooking Sanqing tea in a small red clay stove, he pricked his fingers and silently wrote "Golden Vase Plum" with blood. No matter who asks for the written chapters, even if it is the Hanako of Beitian Yuan and the illiterate Guan Yuansuo, he is willing to give it away.

Because he raised a fat and ugly giant eagle that was taller than a person, with a blood-red sarcoma on his head, and walked and galloped on a horse but could not fly, the people of Lin'an City regarded Chang Kaishen as a hermit master who had the ability to stay in Yan and Chu was crazy to receive public opinion, and he used false rumors and far-fetched magical stories that were indisputable and mysterious. After a long time, many idle and painful literati and idle prostitutes and oirans came to compete for style, and under word of mouth, "this son is not like the people of the world", "Kuangda is proud of the world", "There are a few people in the world", "Yadi" and other messy high hats have been worn on Chang Kaishen's head.

With the halo of stardom, the boatman's deeds are obviously no longer possible.

So Chang Kaishen took out a large amount of money, recruited skilled craftsmen, and built a beautifully carved, majestic and solemn, exotic marble temple by the broken bridge. Knowledgeable Persian seafarers came to visit, and only recognized the bronze statue of the goddess holding a shield and a legal code in the temple, as if it was the "goddess Minerva" worshipped by the Hisifura Kingdom hundreds of years ago - that is, Athena, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus in ancient Greece, the ruler of clouds and thunder, the protector of peaceful labor, and the goddess of wisdom, science and just war. As for the other five bronze statues of small warriors in the side hall, they couldn't study them in detail—which made the seafarers who boasted of knowing the treasure Persia feel extremely ashamed.

Soon, the "Shabak Sanctuary Temple", with a plaque inscribed by the great calligrapher Liu Kezhuang, was officially opened.

Chang Kaishen is not afraid of taboos, he proclaimed himself the Pope in a big way, named the pet giant eagle as the chief Pokémon of the Holy Domain, and found an iceberg beauty with a water snake waist out of nowhere, dyed with mulberry juice into a long purple hair, known as the "Saori Holy Maiden", holding a golden Zen staff, wearing a snow-white princess dress, giving speeches, preaching the gospel, collecting believers, and spending the souls of the dead.

Strange to say, instead of strictly banning this cult, Jia Yidao, the cricket prime minister in charge of the government, persuaded the official family to issue an edict to officially canonize Chang Kaishen as the "Three-day Wisdom Fuyuan Protector Great Sect Master", and even gave the Holy Land Temple the right to issue "miscellaneous soldiers" for the first time in history. The monks and Taoist priests who have traveled here from other places have come to place orders for accommodation, not to mention, the local fools and foolish women have nothing to do to come to burn incense and kowtow, and the gossip of the Shabak Sanctuary Temple's "asking for a son is very spiritual" is vivid and troublesome.

After Pope Chang built the zodiac and recruited six miscellaneous soldiers in the holy region, the days of the same and calm as water were suddenly broken - the Mongolian Great Khan led 200,000 Tartar cavalry to march in person, and then waved his army eastward, breaking Ezhou, Tujiang Prefecture, and Xia Anqing, all the way like a bamboo, with lightning speed to surround the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty in the warm wind to the south of the Yangtze River.

In the face of this whip of God, which tortured and killed everywhere he went, Lin'an fell into a great fear when he ascended the city. According to the dangerous terrain outside Xiangyang, there are male soldiers stationed inside, and many martial arts heroes such as Guo Jing and his wife assist in the defense, and they have not been able to support even a day in front of this Mongolian army.

Poor Han family Miao descendants and Chinese nobles are about to be degraded and sent to the left!

Under the urgency of the illness and rush to the doctor, the people of Qianshou, civil officials and military officials pinned the last ray of hope on the gods and Buddhas of Mantian, some asked Taoist priests to open the altar to summon the heavenly soldiers and the yellow turban warriors to go down to earth, and some asked the monks to chant the scriptures and beat Jiao to ask the king of Bishamen to send divine soldiers to rescue, as for the white-clothed Jingshi of the Cross Temple, the Mu Hu of Zoroastrianism, the imam of Tianfang Sect, the rabbi of Picky Muscle Sect, and the Mu Ja of Manichaeism, one is counted as one, and all of them are forced to the front desk to show their magical powers.

"In the beginning, there was a fairy Ji, whose name was elegant, and she was born with a title. Xiao Yin and Yang, know personnel, be good at entering and exiting, and fight with Davists. For 200 years, he will live in the world with a spiritual spirit, and live in the flesh of a fake mortal...... "The fathers and elders by the West Lake have long regarded Athena as the mother of the local land, carrying a pig's head and reciting the "Wisdom Heroine Creation Sutra", and proudly went to the Shabak Sanctuary Temple, weeping blood to the Saori Holy Maiden and the Changda Sect Master, and must summon the "Bronze Five Little Strong" to break the Tartars, turn the tide and help the building to fall.

"This matter is absolutely not feasible!" "The beautiful but cold "Saori Holy Maiden" rejected the proposal of the fathers and elders, and the reason sounded quite similar at first glance: "The seal of the five old peaks of Lushan has recently expired, Pandora's box has been opened, and the saints of the goddess are on an expedition to the underworld, and they really can't spare the manpower to help the Lin'an Sanctuary right now." ”

"Evil (God) !!!" The fantasies of the fathers and elders burst like soap bubbles, and they grabbed the ground with their heads, snot and tears flew together, bared teeth and grinning, and a while ago, the Pope Chang also brought a group of Kunlun slaves and Japanese people to be publicly exhibited in the temple, saying that the eighty-eight saints of the Saint Seiya expedition to the evil god "Queen Spider" in the dungeon world won a great victory, and these black charcoal heads and bantams are all "dark elves" and "big goblins" captured in the holy war...... It's only been a few days, and the saints are going out to fight again, this and this...... This Athena is too reckless, isn't it!!

"What's there to worry about? But it doesn't matter if you kill a swarm of ants, with your thumb or your little finger. Seeing that the fire was almost over, the Pope Changda stepped forward and shook his chest: "I'm here, I'm afraid!"

That night, a pink note was delivered to the Golden Horde of the Great Khan of the Mongol army.

"Wen Jun has a great head, intelligent and intelligent, rare in the world, and he yearns for it.

Tonight, when the moon comes, come and get it. Jun Su Yada, will not make me go back and forth in vain. 」

The candlelight from the butter torch reflected the pink paper into an ambiguous warm color, and also made the proud handwriting that was almost torn look more elegant and chic. There is no name on the slippery note, but it is stamped with a blood-red stone drum inscription - "For the love and justice of the earth".

The scent of gardenia permeated the letterhead, an ethereal and poetic scent.

"The ancients used the Han book to drink, and Ben Khan used this war book to drink today, and he chased the ancients with pride. Meng Ke Khan pinched the war letter, took a sip of the mare's milk wine in the golden cup, and exhaled happily.

Don't look at this Tatar chieftain's sturdy body that can almost use a leg of mutton bone as a toothpick, at first glance he looks like a savage old man in Shiru, but in fact he is quite inward-looking, proficient in literature and ink, and one of the very few amateur mathematicians in the whole of East Asia who has studied Euclidean geometry.

"The southeast Shengdi is really outstanding and has a rich literary style, and it can actually write such an arrogant, despicable, and hateful provocation into such a gentle, elegant, and polite text. Meng Ke Khan gracefully asked the Nanren envoy who came to submit the war letter: "What kind of extravagant character is this hero who wrote to Ben Khan? I have to explain it clearly~~~~ Don't say anything, don't blame me for cooking you with Ding!"

This Mongol Khan once accompanied the eldest son army of Batu to the west to conquer Europa, captured the Kipchak leader Bachiman alive, swept through the entire territory of Russia, and the troops reached the Danube River, * under the city, and he didn't know how many battles he fought and killed how many people in his life, and the murderous aura accumulated on his body was simply thicker than paste, and the two large and chaotic bull's eyes were just a slight glare, and the Southern Song Dynasty envoy with fine skin and tender meat was so frightened that his legs boiled noodles.

Seeing that the southern barbarians were so bold, a group of beast-like rough and fierce Mongolian generals in the camp laughed with a sense of superiority.

"He, he, he...... His name is Chang Kaishen......" The envoy looked at the huge copper tripod boiling and bubbling in the tent in a panic and fear, and the tumbling bone sticks and meat pieces in the soup made his tongue seem to be knotted: "...... He, he's the leader of the Sanctuary Temple......"

After listening to the envoy's intermittent description, the majestic and resolute red face of the Mongolian Changsheng Khan was angry and turned into the color of an inkstone.

"In the past, the Jin people attacked Bianliang, and the Zhao and Song officials dismissed the Rongchen generals, but instead trusted the liar Guo Jing to invite the generals to defend the city, and as a result, the two emperors of Hui and Qin were captured by the Jin soldiers - I didn't believe that there would be such a stupid emperor in the world, but now it seems that the emperor of the southern kingdom is really in the same line......" Meng Ke Khan looked up to the sky and sighed, and the heroes of the time made the vertical son rampant: "Good! Very good! The small court of the Southern Song Dynasty dared to let the liar who was confused and confusing Li Yuan to insult Tengger's darling and the Tianjiao of the Golden Family!" If Ben Khan is in the city of An, he will be cut through the city of ochre, and the chickens and dogs will be punished!"

"Slaughter the city, slaughter the city!" all the Mongolian generals raised their arms and howled, their bloodshot eyes flashing with cruelty and greed.

The southerner envoy rolled his eyes and fainted in fright.

"Your Majesty Mingjian!" A beautiful young man sitting next to the handsome seat, with a broad crown and a rich and beautiful bones, slowly put down the ancient bronze wine lord, in the manic crowd of demons dancing wildly, he was faintly stained with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, calm as an eternal iceberg: "Chang Kaishen's details, others don't know, but I know - he is definitely not a god stick liar!"

Meng Ke Khan waved his hand full of threat, and it was as if the OPEN button was pressed in the big tent, and all the hustle and bustle came to an abrupt end.

He can't and doesn't dare to ignore the opinion of this beautiful young man, the reason why the troops to destroy the Song Dynasty went so smoothly this time was not because of Meng Kehan's own performance, but on this mysterious person who took the initiative to take refuge.

Until now, Möngke Khan has not figured out his roots and origins.

I only know that his self-proclaimed name is Long Aotian, but I only know that he is knowledgeable and omniscient, not only has a very good set of leading troops, but his personal martial arts are also unfathomable. Don't look at Meng Ge's subordinates who recruited the four top masters of martial arts, such as the Golden Wheel Dharma King, Darba, Nemo Xing, and Xiaoxiangzi, but if it weren't for the military division being born, it would be difficult for all the Mongols' Great Khan to be under Xiangyang City, and Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Yang Guo, Tanhua Master, Tianming Zen Master, Qing Lingzi, Shengyin Shitai, Ren Cook, Baicao Xian, Yanbo Diaosuo, Deaf and Dumb Toutuo, Ten Thousand Beasts Villa Shi's Five Brothers, Xishan Cave Ghost and other Central Plains martial arts masters wheeled rice.

Thinking of his father's knot An Answer, and the golden sword horse Guo Jing slashed the dragon and the eighteen palms of the dragon to block the gods and Buddhas to block and kill the Buddha, Meng Ge will still be shocked into a cold sweat when he thinks about it now.

"Oh? Could it be that the Dragon Military Master and that Chang Kaishen have an old acquaintance?" Seeing Changsheng Khan's brows furrowed slightly, the Golden Wheel Dharma King, who was accompanying him, asked a very interesting question that the Lord was not easy to ask but had to ask.

"Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles. Chang Kaishen is very good at hyping and packaging himself, just look at how much Boyi is in the war book he wrote!" Long Aotian took a sip of the peach wine in front of him, closed his fingers slightly, and pinched the bronze wine jue into a flat cake: "If you can obtain your head tonight, his name will definitely be interpreted into a mythical legend in the mouths of all living beings in the world!"

"It's impossible! No one in the world can do this!" the Golden Wheel looked around reservedly, causing a burst of heartfelt laughter and a wave of echoes.

"Dharma King, after you learn about Chang Kaishen's life, you probably won't be so confident. He was originally a woodcutter's son at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, and when he was five years old, he entered the Quanzhen Sect as a miscellaneous servant, and found the "Nine Yin True Scripture" in the tomb of the living dead near Chongyang Palace; then he went to the Shaolin Temple Zangjing Pavilion to copy the "Lenga Sutra", and found the long-lost "Jiuyang Shengong" from the scriptures; after that, he changed the map again, went to the vicinity of Xiangyang to find the valley where Dugu sought defeat and lived in seclusion, and obtained the true legend of the sword demon and the divine eagle, and then ...... No then ...... When he was seven years old, he returned to Zhongnan Mountain to support the Tomb Sect, and faced the "Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation" of the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen alone, and won a big victory with one move! How old is he now? It's almost sixteen!"

"Impossible!" Without waiting for the Great Khan to express his opinion, the four masters of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, Darba, Nemo Xing, and Xiao Xiangzi screamed like a strange hand suddenly stretched out into the crotch of their pants - the Quan Zhen Seven Sons were the true descendants of Wang Chongyang, the first person in Huashan to discuss swords in the past, and their Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation was helpless even the four top masters of the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar, the East Evil and the West Poison, how could a seven-year-old doll be broken, and it only took one move!

There can be absolutely no such genius in the world!

Speaking of geniuses, the Golden Wheel Dharma King is also a martial arts genius in the snowy Tibetan Frontier, and he has even practiced the supreme Tantric "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" to the tenth layer that has never been seen before or since! This kind of Tantric Dharma Protector Divine Skill has a total of thirteen layers, and each layer takes twice as long to cultivate as the previous level, theoretically speaking, if someone cultivates the first layer for a year, it will take at least one thousand and twenty-three years to practice to the tenth layer! And the Golden Wheel Dharma King only took one jiazi to achieve this impossible task! But even if he is as talented as him, until now, he may not dare to say that he will definitely be able to break the "Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation" of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, let alone the Spring and Autumn Dream of defeating the enemy with one move.

"Fools always think that only in their paddy fields can there be a moon. The gaze of the military advisor Long Aotian was like a knife soaked in ice water, both cold and mean: "You must have the courage to face up to individual differences, people, there are things that can and cannot, and they should not be drawn together and compared." Zhong Xuan has gained a lot from reading Cai Yong's calligraphy, you and I have pondered thousands of times, and the writing should be crawled with a dog's paw. ”

If Chang Kaishen is really as powerful as you say, wouldn't Ben Khan have only one way to go?" Meng Ge listened a little unpleasantly: "Don't forget, Ben Khan has even broken Xiangyang, and there are still 200,000 tigers under his command to lean on as the Great Wall!"

"Genius cannot be copied! A man with a flaw is a warrior after all, and no matter how perfect a fly is, he is still a fly!" The beautiful boy flattened his mouth disdainfully: "Who is Chang Kaishen? He is a traverser! He is a son of a plane with the aura of a pig's foot!"

These words really knocked over a boatload of people with one shot, not to mention face, and didn't even save half of their butts.

Not only the four masters of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, Darba, Nemo Xing, and Xiao Xiangzi, but Meng Ke Khan and the generals also trembled with anger, and their faces turned blue and red, but after all, no one dared to attack - while the military advisor Long Aotian killed countless Central Plains martial arts masters in Xiangyang City, he also frightened his own people's courage.

"If Chang Kaishen is really as powerful as the military advisor said, why did Ben Khan never hear anyone talk about his name when he recruited martial arts masters?" Meng Ke Khan planned to pour himself a glass of wine to give himself Shunshun anger, what kind of crosser plane son pig's foot aura, these profound words made him confused, but it probably meant that he could even guess seven or eight points - it was nothing more than saying that Chang Kaishen was as pleasing to the eye as an illegitimate child when he looked at Chang Kaishen on the day of immortality.

"That's it!"

"I don't know if it's true or not!"

"This person is not well-known, and he is not an old acquaintance with the military advisor, so how did the military advisor get his net worth background?"

"Speaking of which, a few of us are also seniors who have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, even if we are not as well-informed as Master Long, we are not blind and deaf, right?"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King, Darba, Nemo Xing, and Xiao Xiangzi also followed me with a word, not so much that they didn't believe it, but that they were not convinced, they were also martial arts masters who had been famous for many years, how could their status in the minds of military advisors be similar to a foil and clown, they couldn't accept this fact.

"Although the Seven Sons of Quanzhen have hidden their family ugliness, you should have heard of the ranger organization of "Team Rocket", right?" Long Aotian crossed his arms, as if looking at the wine bags and rice bags, the frogs in the well, the dung and mud walls, and the dry bones in the mounds, and said like a few family treasures: "Orgrimmar Hammer of Destruction, Grom Hellroar, Kane Bloodhoof, Muradine Copperbeard...... These are the pseudonyms used by Chang Kaishen to break into the rivers and lakes - let's just pick out and tell you, the killer organization of "Team Rocket" is actually a one-man show that he sings on stage alone.

Meng Ke Khan's face was as if his anus had suddenly been sewn up, and a long-necked silver kettle was the hand, and the mare's milk wine spilled out of the golden cup, and he didn't realize it when it gurgled and drowned the wine case in front of him.

The four masters and the Mongolian generals were no better, and the original arrogant and excited expressions suddenly turned into a half-dead fear and horror when a leaf fell.

- Since you have sincerely consulted, I will tell you with great mercy!

- In order to prevent the destruction of the world, in order to protect the peace of the world, and to carry out love and true evil, cute and charming villains!

- We are Team Rocket shuttling through the galaxy, white holes, white tomorrow is waiting for us!

This mysterious alliance of killers rose to prominence a decade ago and soon became the king of the dark world.

When they saw the unevenness of the road, they drew their swords to help each other, and they were full of blood, spilling the loneliness and poverty! The "demolition order" they issued represented the restraint of the king of Hades and the ladder of the heavenly kingdom, and the momentum was even far greater than the "order to reward the good and punish the evil" issued by the former Xia Ke Island! In the south of the Huai River, the rocket team launched a "burning expedition" almost every year under the banner of "national integration", and the four ace assassins Orgrimmar Doomhammer, Grom Hellroar, Kane Bloodhoof, Muradin Copperbeard doesn't know how many Mongols he has killed!

Shaolin Wudang, who holds the Central Plains martial arts cow ear, and Huashan who discusses the sword, the evil and the poison in the west, the southern emperor and the northern beggar, have long been scattered into mud and dust.

This organization even published and sold the "Nine Yin True Scripture", "Jiuyang Divine Skill", "Xuantie Sword Technique", "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra", "Shaolin Seventy-two Stunts", "Yi Jin Washing the Marrow Sutra", "Toad Gong", "Congenital Gong", "One Yang Finger", "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending", "Luoying Divine Sword Palm", "Finger Magic Power" and other magical cheats that can cause countless bloody rain and bloody winds to be published and put on sale.

Originally...... It turned out that this was just a joke made by one person! And this person is not even sixteen years old, and he doesn't know if his hair has grown or not!

"By the way, the one who currently holds the position of Saori Holy Maiden in the Sacred Domain Temple opened by Chang Kaishen is the head of the Zhongnan Mountain Tomb Sect, Xiaolongnu!" The military advisor Long Aotian continued to cook oil with fire and icing on the cake: "Not long ago, he also recruited six miscellaneous soldiers in the Sacred Domain, and these seven people poured out to attack and harass the guerrillas, and if your 200,000 troops can hold out for three days without collapsing, it will be considered an eye-opener." ”

It's really not a blow, it's clearly five thunders!

When the military advisor Long Aotian revealed that the true identities of the six Sacred Domain miscellaneous soldiers were Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong, Qiu Qianren, Huang Yaoshi, Master Yideng, and Zhou Botong, who were the top masters of "people are not in the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes have their legends", even the Golden Wheel Dharma King, whose nerves were thicker than a bullwhip, did not dare to have any unrealistic expectations anymore - if what the military advisor said was true, the Mongolian army would undoubtedly face a monster organization that had not appeared since ancient times.

"Tengger is on top!" Möngke Khan's head was covered with dense beads of sweat, as if in response to his call, and the sound of drums and horns suddenly sounded outside the sweat tent, and the fighting, screaming, and shouting came from far and near, like a tide. Later, thousands of Mongol soldiers shouted in unison, and it was as if the sky was falling apart.

The generals lifted the bead curtain of the sweat tent, raised their eyes, and saw the sword light reflecting the torches in the darkness, like thousands of silver snakes flashing, what an earth-shattering melee!

After a while, there was a sequential soldier Pegasus who came to report, saying that there were six men and one woman, seven southern barbarians and a fat and ugly giant eagle sneaked into the former military camp at night, set fire to it everywhere, and opened fires, because the other party is a superb martial arts, elusive ten thousand enemies, and wearing invulnerable soft hedgehog armor, the outpost of the Tanma Red Army has been in a state of collapse, and the commander is even more pitiful, and was fanned into meat paste by the fat and ugly giant eagle with one wing, and chewed it on the spot.

When they heard the news, all the Mongols in the tent cut their faces with knives and wept.

Brother Xiang is the third son of Genghis Khan's second brother Hazar, who is innocent and resolute, and has won the hearts of the army, in the past, on the way of the Mongolian army's westward expedition to Khorezm, Genghis Khan once held an archery competition in the land of Buhassu Chihu, Brother Xiang shot the bull's-eye with an arrow from a distance of 335 Tuo (about 569 meters), almost causing a sensation in the entire Mobei steppe - such a great Mongolian warrior, the descendants of the blue wolf and the white deer, and the nobles of the golden family, how can they die so humiliatingly as a piece of guano!!

"Come, quickly dispatch a team of 10,000 people to set up a formation outside my big tent!" Meng Ke Khan did not agree to the angry almost out-of-control Mongol Nayans' request for battle, but chose to strengthen the defense of the sweat tent as soon as possible. Probably thinking that wearing only a piece of gold silk soft armor with a close-fitting inside was not enough to be safe, this big Tatar chief asked the guards to help him put on a full triple Song State standard step man iron armor.

The four masters of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, Darba, Nemo Xing, and Xiaoxiangzi also showed their respective blades, embracing the immortal sweat of Tiefutu in their hearts, and the eight pairs of eyes stared at the top of the tent vigilantly, as if they were afraid that Chang Kaishen would fly in from above.

"And be relieved, anyway, I should or will come, it's useless to be in a hurry. Military advisor Long Aotian didn't know where to find a goose feather fan, and helped the sweaty Meng Ge fan a cool breeze.

"Hehe, with the invincible military advisor of the Excalibur, of course I won't be afraid. Meng Ke clutched a thick and long mace, and looked at the military advisor like a drowning man seeing driftwood on the water.

Long Aotian smiled dumbly, shrugged his shoulders, and made a handsome gesture of "love can't help".

Everyone felt a flower in front of them, and Meng Ke Khan's chest silently "grew" a jade and gold sword.

The whip of God, which shocked Eurasia and destroyed countless countries, slowly lowered his head, and let out a long breath like a frog's roar, and the mace slowly slipped from his palm, and his pupils lost their vitality and luster almost instantly.

The four masters turned around at the same time, looking at the murder weapon squeaking out of the blood trough in disbelief, their eyes wide like glass balls - the sharp blade that pierced through the quadruple armor and pierced into the heart of the Great Khan was none other than Meng Ge's own Son of Heaven sword, and they hadn't even seen how the assassination had happened, the wood had become a boat—no—it was a battleship.

The southerner messenger who had fainted to the ground, almost ignored by everyone, came out like a ghost from behind the hill-like fat Möngke Khan. Grabbing the sweaty bun with his left hand, he drew his sword with his right hand and wiped it against his neck, and a bloody head had been picked in his hand.

There was a dead silence in the big tent, and all the Mongols looked at this delicate, tender-skinned, well-mannered messenger in amazement.

No one thought that this wretched waste would be so fierce as soon as it was shot.

"I will raise your wife and son, and you don't have to worry about it. The southerner smiled and lifted the braid on his head, and turned the windmill with the head of the Mongol Khan.

The four masters screamed and pounced, but even the Golden Wheel Dharma King, who had the highest martial arts, only took one move before being hit by the "First Meteor Hammer".

"Chang Kaishen, do you know why I didn't expose and stop you?" Long Aotian, the military advisor, stood up, Lang Lang laughed, and the goose feather fan in his hand disappeared out of thin air like a trick, replaced by a black sheath long sword with a strange shape. Before he could finish speaking, the sword light flickered and disappeared, filling the room, and dozens of Mongolian generals who had been experienced in a hundred battles and were skilled in archery and horses all turned into corpses - they still maintained their inherent standing posture, but there was an extra straight incision in the Adam's apple area sprayed with blood juice, and the sword technique that killed them was not only ingenious but also accurate, and did not affect or destroy the original balance of their bodies at all.

"Because I'm handsome. Chang Kaishen's eyes were like a gossip weekly reporter getting nude photos of a big star: "What a weird feeling, how can I vaguely feel like I've seen you somewhere? It's really weird, it stands to reason that a man who looks like you, I should be impress......ed."

"Don't guess, it doesn't matter at all. ”

"How can you say that it doesn't matter? You must also be a bitter ghost who inexplicably crossed over from the earth to this martial arts world, Niang Xipi, who are you? Why do I look at you so familiar? Could it be that we were acquaintances in our last life?"

"Who is your acquaintance, I am the law enforcement judge of the Space-Time Authority!"

"What?" Chang Kaishen obviously didn't expect that there was such a mysterious institution on the earth, blinking his eyes, with a look of suspicion and cautious vigilance.

"As you know, my duty is to manage and maintain the balance of this parallel dimensional world! Because of you, a despicable soul stowaway, the normal order of the Condor World has been destroyed now!"

"It's getting more and more mysterious, my mother isn't dreaming, is she?"

"You have the right not to be silent, but every word you say will be your last word!" Long Aotian's eyes were like the city management staring at the small traders, high above him, and he could not be disobeyed: "In this world, as a judge of time and space law enforcement, I can use the maximum power. So, I hope you'd better not try to resist in the rest of the arrest process - because that doesn't make any sense!"

"You are "only allowed to be raped by state officials, and not allowed to masturbate by ordinary people"!" Chang Kaishen pursed his lips and sucked, and a silver thread rose from the mouth of the silver kettle on the wine table and continued to pour into his mouth, for him, life is like an inexhaustible glass of alcohol, waiting for him to enjoy it slowly, how can he say that he can let it go: "Speaking of changing the history of this world, buddy, you seem to have gone too far than me, right? Without your intervention, Meng Ge Khan should have been stoned to death by Yang Guo in Xiangyang City this time!"

"The victor is not to blame!" Long Aotian quoted Stalin's famous words in a daze, and his eyes looked like Hitler looked at the Jews: "Frankly speaking, it's not that I can't understand Nong's grievances, since the soul crossed into this world of five-year-old children, you have planned your life for yourself-

Build a grand view garden and raise a group of girls made of water to try the clouds and rain!

Take a boat and scatter seeds all over the world!

All I can do is to verify the rebellion here, and my journey is the sea of stars composed of Lori!

Originally, by the end of this year, you were going to start your plan to conquer this world and open a harem - hehe, it's a pity, there is a mature wife you covet has been killed by me in Xiangyang!"

"You, you...... How can you know what's going on in my heart?"

Rao is thick-skinned and can stop the nuclear leakage at the Fukushima power station, and Chang Kaishen, who was exposed, is still so ashamed that he can't find a crack to get into.

"You don't care about this!" the law enforcement judge of the Time and Space Administration said in a businesslike bureaucratic tone, "I originally planned to wait for the day you climb to the top, and then come to break your dreams and leave you a profound lesson." But your ambition is too big, your growth is too fast, and the variables you make are becoming more and more unreasonable, forcing me to start ahead of time - to blame, you blame yourself for being too capable!"

"A thousand catties of cattle and 10,000 catties of Boyi! Your swordsmanship is good, but it's just good!" Chang Kaishen threw away the bloody head in his hand, and swung his sword and attacked the past - in order to defend his dream, a rabbit can also grow a violent tiger guts, let alone a hot-blooded man?

If you don't fight, you don't know, if you are scared, how good is Long Aotian's swordsmanship?

Chang Kaishen has always been very proud of his swordsmanship, and the body he crossed over to occupy is not only extremely high in "martial arts", no matter what martial arts can be learned by looking at it in his mind, but also being born with a very good endowment: as long as he concentrates and calms his mind, his mind is one, and every move of others, no matter how fast as lightning, falls in his eyes is no different from a slow snail - just like the "bullet time" of the savior Neo in the Matrix.

In the past few years of wandering the rivers and lakes, as long as Chang Kaishen is serious, his subordinates have never had an enemy, and it is this kind of golden finger that is unparalleled in the world!

People are lonely because of invincibility, and they feel that no matter how much they toss in the martial arts, it is difficult to make any more progress, Chang Kaishen ran to do the captain and build a temple, counting on the game Hongchen and willful nature to be able to realize it unexpectedly, and go further - it doesn't matter if you really can't realize it, anyway, it doesn't matter if you shoot mosquitoes fifty catties or one hundred catties of strength.

For him, the martial arts rivers and lakes of this world are simply a large madhouse, and he is the only person with a normal IQ in it!

Now, there seems to be one more person with a normal IQ!

The real sword fight is in full swing......

Whether it is Chang Kaishen's rapid sword chain like dense rain knocking on the window, or the majestic and lofty, magnificent, and profound simple sword moves that are deep in the essence of the great essence, Long Aotian can deal with it with ease, and there is no dust and fireworks between his gestures.

"Niang Xipi, if you don't pretend that Boi will die!" Chang Kaishen took advantage of the gap between swinging his sword with his right hand to attack wildly, and used his left hand to find out the hidden * handcuff from the crotch of his pants, and viciously shot out a black smoke - as soon as the expert stretched out his hand, he knew if there was one, and the frontal attack could not be entered, and only by using evil moves could he defeat the enemy.

"Convincing or not, I said, your resistance is futile. Long Aotian pretended to be more and more powerful, holding his hand behind his back, his body rotated slightly, and he dodged the sneak attack of the handcuff in a dashing manner, with a cat-and-mouse look in his hand: "When you find that you are not the real protagonist in your own world, but a tragic villain, you must be in a good mood, right?"

A dark cloud appeared in Chang Kaishen's eyes, and his lips closed into a mussel.

His "Bullet Time Eye" is obviously useful, this beautiful bastard dressed like Qu Yuan, most of the time his behavior falls in his eyes as slow as a movie, but every time the sword passes, this guy can always switch between lightning and flint into an indescribable flash action, with the most elegant shape or block or dodge, showing the mastery of the bamboo in the chest, all in the middle.

Even the oily skin can't be wiped a piece, no matter how big the guy is, no matter how second the swordsmanship is, and no matter how high the Bingfu is, what good can it do?

"Don't give up! You are a traverser with the aura of pig's feet, born to master the "transformation realm" of martial arts, interpret the subtle and subtle, and see the fast as slow. This is the weight of your invincibility, and it is also the lifeline for you to be restrained by me. ”

Dashingly dodging a handful of love thorns scattered by the "Rainy Flowers", smashing thirteen colorful snow spiders with sword light, and rebounding back to two xenomorphic snakes in the Western Regions, Long Aotian felt that the flirting was enough to be in place, and reached out to pull out an ebony hairpin from the high crown, and met the thousands of sword shadows slashed by Chang Kaishen with a show off.

Seeing that the other party was so supportive, he actually abandoned the long sword and switched to a wooden hairpin, Chang Kaishen gritted his teeth, and did not leave a back hand to use the strength of the milk cave room to fight the plane!

At the moment when the sword hairpins clashed, the goddess Athena, who was in charge of the war, was obviously on the enemy's side, and the pseudo-Sanctuary Pope only felt a sudden shock in his palms, and an irresistible force forced the jade golden sword in his hand to get out of his hand, rolled sideways a few times, and shot into the dome of the tent, and the hilt of the sword hummed and trembled.

A well-forged and decisive sword of the Son of Heaven was actually knocked away by an ordinary wooden hairpin?

Chang Kaishen's small universe was suddenly half extinguished.

"See, I used a higher level of "Breaking Realm" than your "Transformation Realm"! The way of heaven is more than enough to make up for the shortcomings, everything in the world has its own flaws, and your swordsmanship is no different! Your sword is powerful enough to kill the Tyrannosaurus Rex, but I hit the only flaw with a hairpin. Long Aotian rose up as lightly and gracefully as a yellow crane spreading his wings, and landed lightly on the wine table ten steps away, pointing his sword at the sky, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed dramatically: "Say, do you want me to cut you into kung pao chicken or fish-flavored shredded pork?"

"One person does things and one person does things, after you kill me, can you let go of my subordinates here?" Chang Kaishen felt as if he had become a prisoner waiting to be shot on the execution ground, and a strong sense of powerlessness suddenly arose in his heart, and he felt that if the other party's sword was chopped down, he couldn't dodge it, and it seemed that he couldn't stop it-when he thought that the "Ball Captain Dream" and "Harem Dream" were about to come to naught, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

At this time, the cowardly Xue Tieqi, who was waiting outside the sweat tent, also sensed that something was wrong, but the heavy murderous aura like a sea of fire and a sea of swords that spread invisibly and insubstantially not only frightened the war horses to the point that they were foaming at the mouth and collapsed to the ground, but also frightened them into a heartbreak, and they did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

"Your own chrysanthemums are spurting blood, do you still have time to care about other people's hemorrhoids? What are you saying about you?" Long Aotian laughed wildly: "In my previous life, I fell short for Shanjiu, and in this life, I traveled to the martial arts world and learned a lesson, from the age of five to the present, I have never eaten fragrant, I have never drunk spicy food, I have never played with stunning beauties, and I only want to master decisive force, but what is the result?

"It's really wrong!Niang Xipi!" Chang Kaishen threw away the firecracker, his face was full of frustrated decadence and exhaustion: "Tell me, are you using this sword that you lock on mine now, is it using a martial arts realm that is even more advanced than the 'Breaking Realm'?"

In the face of the "Stone Striking Realm", no opponent can dodge, there is no way to avoid it, there is only one way to go upstream, and there is only one way to go upstream, hitting the stone with an egg! Hehe, don't be afraid, if your internal strength can exceed me by ten times, you may not die!

"Don't deliberately ridicule me, I know that you are thicker than my waist when you pluck bird feathers, and resisting is just self-inflicted humiliation! Can you make me a ghost before you die, is there a higher and stronger martial arts realm in this world than the 'Stone-Hitting Realm' you are using now?"

"Martial arts are like the universe, there is no end!" Long Aotian seemed to be scratched in the itch, the sword was handed over to his left hand, his right arm was horizontal, and his face was full of showing off and slowly clenched his fists, a very mysterious scene happened, there was a bright pillar of light condensed by moonlight, slowly rising from his tiger's mouth, buzzing and exploding: "See! This is the "Phantom Sword Realm" that is purely condensed by internal force and is unbreakable!"

In the flickering butter candle flame, the fully formed three-foot pillar of light changes and reflects a variety of colors, as if from the ancient magnificent pupils.

Time seemed to stop completely at this moment, and between the beautiful unreal lightsaber and the real enough world, the ghosts of the warriors of five thousand years were cheering and fluttering.

Long Aotian gracefully jumped off the table, put on a full tone, and lightly slashed at the bronze tripod in the center of the big tent with his lightsaber.

But seeing the lightsaber slashing silently, it was as if it had passed through only a layer of air.

The giant bronze vessel weighing thousands of catties first appeared a clear crack, which was stiff for about half a second, and then suddenly cracked into two, and the knife edge was neat like a knife cutting tofu.

The boiling soup poured on the blazing charcoal fire, baking a large cloud of water vapor shrouded in clouds and mountains, and the dyed lightsabers crackled and flashed like lights.

Chang Kaishen's eyes were straight, and his mouth was wide open like a dying carp.

However, in just a short period of time, the unbelievable lightsaber quickly fell apart and scattered into a flurry of fireflies in the sky, which was short-lived.

"It's a pity, the 'Phantom Sword Realm' is not the product of the greatest power in this world, which can be sustained for a long time. Long Aotian sighed with a little pity: "Let you down, it turned out to be Brother Sakai, who lacks practical meaning." ”

"No disappointment, in order to show the 'Illusory Sword Realm', you have removed the sword that originally locked me firmly on the stone, at this time, if you don't take the opportunity to slip my feet, wouldn't I be the biggest fool in the world?" Chang Kaishen suddenly bared his teeth and grinned, shook his hand and made a gesture of worship, and smashed a burst of black smoke on the spot like a ninja, and the person left, but the words were still lingering in place: "Hehe, since you dare to come to this military camp to cut your head like grass, it can be seen that my light skills are not ordinary Niu Boyi!"

Light Gong is just a kung fu of moving and dodging, there is no aggression, there is no such thing as this realm or that way, so Long Aotian helplessly found that he was really fooled and lame by this stinky boy. And this guy's light skills are just as good as he boasts, disappearing without a trace in the black night like black eyes!

"What a cunning G-Niang!" "The space-time judge swung out a sword in anger, and the fierce and domineering sword qi swept out in a fan, cutting a stubble of felt cloth, steel, and flesh and blood in the way like a leek.

It stands to reason that the world is so big, where can you not hide?

If you want to find a person in the world, it is definitely not much easier than looking for a needle in a haystack or looking for sand in the Ganges.

However, this rule and theorem still don't seem to have any effect on Long Aotian.

Chang Kaishen rushed back to his Sanctuary Temple with his front foot, and just opened the secret room behind the statue of the goddess Athena and was about to get in, Long Aotian's hind foot was killed!

"Niang Xipi!" Chang Kaishen pursed his mouth, depressed as a dinosaur who had just received a marriage certificate: "Do you have a spy surveillance satellite in this world that is specifically aimed at me?

Long Aotian had been in the trap once before, this time he learned a lesson, refused to take his tone again, smiled evilly, touched his nose, smiled faintly, pointed his sword at the sky, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed dramatically.

"Death!

At this critical juncture when his life was hanging by a thread, Chang Kaishen suddenly said something - a sentence that the speaker had no intention and the listener was shocked.

"You're lying to me, aren't you?"

Long Aotian suddenly became a pregnant woman with a difficult birth, holding a sword and stiffening there, it was not a split, nor a split.

The expression of the originally high-spirited saint was instantly ugly, like a township cadre who entered the city to prostitute and was caught and raped in bed by a tigress.

"Who the hell are you!What is the special purpose for me like this?" Chang Kaishen saw that there was a play, and he moved out of his heart like a cannon: "I have already seen that we are definitely not from the same world, you are not my fellow countryman at all, and it must not be the law enforcement judge of the Time and Space Administration!"

"Why are you so sure that I am not from the same world as you?" Long Aotian's handsome face was completely distorted, as if he was grabbed by Ultraman in the crotch of his pants, and shouted wildly: "Bastard! I know you so well! You dare to doubt me?" He glared at Chang Kaishen viciously, his eyes were like a patriot staring at the stone lion with a gun hole on the Lugou Bridge, the "Treaty of Nanjing" that ceded Hong Kong, and the remnants of the Great Water Law in the Old Summer Palace, gritting his teeth: "You old ghost with deep resentment! You loser tied to the pillar of shame in history! Why do you? Why do you dare to question me? I should have killed you earlier! I shouldn't have let you speak!

"Don't get excited, if you are really my fellow countryman, how can you patronize yourself and pretend to be Boi, but you turn a blind eye to her from beginning to end, and you don't even look at her!"

Long Aotian's face was full of iron, and he raised his head along Chang Kaishen's fingers.

In the center of the temple, the statue of Athena, who was surrounded by five bronze stars and moons, held a shield in one hand and a legal code in the other, looked down on him with pity, and her eyes were full of ambiguous pink smiles.

The face of that goddess is clearly the late Comrade Ai Iijima, an old Japanese artist who is both virtuous and artistic!

- But poor Long Aotian still doesn't understand where he went wrong and missed his feet.