"Yes, my master!" Skyfire swept the wreckage on the ground, then its body clicked and turned into the black plane again, rushing towards the sky.

The flight altitude of Tianhuo continued to rise, and finally at the moment when it was about to break through the atmosphere, a burst of blue light suddenly came from Qin Hui's body, enveloping the two and disappearing into this world.

..

The world of Transformers, five years later, the U.S. ** science and technology exhibition.

"Welcome to our science and technology exhibition, this time we want to show you our cross-era invention, intelligent robots."

With the words, a smiling man in his thirties, with a military temperament, stepped forward and stood in front of a row of robots.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." The audience was filled with applause, and countless reporters kept taking photos to record this historical moment.

"General Thunderlocks, can you tell me why the military announced such advanced combat weapons this time!" A reporter raised his hand and stood up and asked the man with a military temperament.

"Because we are about to usher in the Galactic Century, we need to look to the future and look to the wider universe, rather than fighting each other in this small Earth!" At this time, Thunderlocks' face was proud, and there was a calm and unhurried temperament in his gestures, which attracted a burst of applause from everyone present.

"Some people say that our scientific and technological progress in the past five years is due to the help of those aliens, and you have sold the interests of mankind, do you have anything to say about this?" Looking at Relox, who had a calm face, a reporter asked trickily.

"On the contrary, as seemingly invulnerable as aliens may seem, I would like to tell you that humans will always be the apex predators of the food chain."

As he spoke, Rylox pulled out a remote control from his clothes and pressed it against the red cloth behind him.

"Click." With Relox's movements, the red cloth slowly opened, revealing two huge robots.

"Optimus Prime! Megatron! Looking at the two tall robots that appeared, the reporters present were no strangers, and they said that these were the aliens who cooperated with the Earth five years ago.

"Yes, that's them. They are evil aliens who want to take over our planet, but in the end it is still us, our great motherland, and our great people! ”

Rylox gave an enthusiastic speech, and with Relox's words, a group of scientists in white coats stepped forward and dismembered the two leaders in just ten minutes with the help of a hidden robotic arm, leaving only a huge metal head.

"Don't listen to him, it's just their excuse, the government betrayed the promise, they ambushed their allies, these Transformers are not evil aliens."

At this moment, a young man in psychiatric clothes quickly ran in and called out to the reporters present.

"Hahaha, this one is so funny!" Relox laughed, then waved his hand and commanded the soldiers in the room; "Take this psychopathy down, I don't want a psycho to disturb the beginning of this great moment!"

"I'm not mentally ill, my name is Sam, my bumblebee was captured by them, they experimented with their allies, they were the betrayers."

The young man shouted again and again, and was gagged by two heavily armed soldiers and led to where he was going.

Qin Hui is gone, but the world is still going on.

Text Chapter 340 The Hero of the Storm Dominates the World

Modify Date: 9-6 21:42:48 Chapter Word Count: 6361

This is a remote mountain village, and the whole village is named Bujiazhuang because they are all surnamed Bu.

The population of the villa here is not more than 100 households, and the villagers build the village by the mountain, leading the mountain spring to drink, and in the troubled times, it is also one of the few quiet places.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding.."

There is a constant sound of striking in the small village, where every house has a stove built in front of its door, and this small mountain village is famous for casting weapons, and because the weapons are tempered by this mountain spring, they are a little sharper than the ordinary goods on the market.

Therefore, this Bujiazhuang, which is all one surname, is well-known within a radius of 100 miles.

"Daddy, what's the name of this sword!"

In front of the best forge in Bujiazhuang, a boy of six or seven years old was standing in front of a shirtless man who was constantly beating the sword in his hand and sweating profusely with curiosity.

"This sword is called a peerless sword, and this sword is the best sword that Daddy has forged in his life!" A smile appeared on the man's face, and the hammer in his hand kept pounding against the sword blank that had just been taken out of the furnace, making a clanging sound.

The middle-aged man kept beating the sword blank in his hand, although this sword has not yet been formed, but judging from the corner of the leopard in this tube, this forged sword should be that kind of wide type of sword.

"Daddy, then you said that for those Jianghu people, is a good sword important, or is it a peerless martial arts book that is important!" Looking at the sweaty middle-aged man, the child looked at the sword blank in his father's hand and asked with doubt.

"A good sword can make people who don't know martial arts feel safe in their hearts, and people who know martial arts have a good sword in their hands, that is, they are like a tiger with wings. Therefore, in the eyes of those masters, a good sword is no less than a peerless martial art. ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he smiled at the child and preached; "Jingyun, you will be like Daddy in the future, forging countless good swords, making those people in the rivers and lakes crazy."

"Don't worry, Daddy, I will definitely create the best sword in the future, better than your peerless sword, so that those masters of the world will come to beg me to forge a sword for them."

The child said happily, as if he had seen countless masters, all of whom had come to beg for his gaze.

...

"One, two, three, four."

A group of children of different ages wearing white practice uniforms were practicing the most basic boxing techniques under the banner of the word "world" written on it.

"Under the leadership of the leader of the Xionghe, the world will now be huge, and its prestige in the martial arts is really in full swing. Looking at these children, I am sure that the hegemony of the World Association will definitely rise! ”

With a sigh of relief, an ugly-looking old man dressed in sackcloth. Led by a woman in a white robe and a pointed hat, he walked past the more than 1,000 teenagers.

"Oh, mud bodhisattva, look at what you said." Man with white spiky hat twisting his waist?? bent on his waist, pinched the small fan in his hand and kept shaking, smiling like a woman; "The feng shui pattern and location here are all personally chosen by you, the world will soar, and you are not worth much!"

"I hope so!" The mud bodhisattva nodded silently, scratched his somewhat itchy face, and as he scratched, he tore off a piece of rotten flesh from his face.

"Mud Bodhisattva, if you can trust me to be ugly, then I want to ask you to hang up for me, I don't have anything else, I just want to see it."

"Uhhh Wen Chouhou, who had just turned around, immediately saw the rotten flesh in the hands of the mud bodhisattva that exuded a foul smell.

There are countless tiny maggots on this piece of rotten meat that are constantly wriggling, and with Wen Chou's gaze, a maggot as thick as a thin line sticks its head out, and with the rotten face of the mud bodhisattva, Wen Chouchou can't help but take back what he was about to say.

"What did you just say?" The mud bodhisattva threw the carrion on the ground and asked Wen Chou.

"It's nothing, let's go quickly, don't let the helper wait!" Wen Chouchou covered his face with the small fan in his hand, and after keeping a distance from the mud bodhisattva, he smiled a little reluctantly.

The mud bodhisattva didn't say much when he heard the sound, lowered his head and walked through the place where the teenagers practiced martial arts, and under the gaze of the disciples of the Tianxia Association with swords and swords on both sides, he walked towards the main hall at the top of the mountain step by step from the steps at the bottom of the mountain with the words "Jie Jian Chi" written on it.

This is a very majestic hall, which looks resplendent from a distance, like the emperor's palace and more than the residence of a sect.

In front of the door of the main hall, a plaque with the words "Tianxiahui" written on it is hanging on the door, like everyone declaring that this is the helm of the Tianxiahui.

The mud bodhisattva lowered his head and walked into the hall step by step, and with the arrival of the mud bodhisattva and Wen Chou, many guards wearing gold armor stood scattered on both sides.

"Male Gang Master, don't come unharmed." After entering the main hall, the mud bodhisattva did not raise his head, just stood on top of the main hall and arched his hand in front of him.

"Mud Bodhisattva, the old man has been waiting for a long time!"

At the end of the main hall is a crystal chair with a long beard and a middle-aged man who looks to be in his fifties. And from the position where this person is sitting and the word "world" written on the back, it is not difficult to see that this person is the famous world club leader now.

"It's really a mistake to let the male gang leader wait for a long time!" The mud bodhisattva lowered his head when he heard the sound.

"Stand down." The hero stood up from his seat and waved at the guards in the main hall.

"It's the helper, and the villain is retiring." Wen Chouchou glanced at the mud bodhisattva beside him, he was good at being a man, and he immediately beckoned the guards on the hall to walk out, and closed the door of the hall when he left.

Looking at the empty hall, Xiongba stood lightly beside the mud bodhisattva and whispered; "You and I have been friends for many years, and you also know my temperament very well, so I came to ask you to have important matters to discuss this time."

"The helper wants to ask about the Sword Saint!" The mud bodhisattva raised his head, and on his face covered with rotten sores, he had a pair of bright eyes, as if he could see through everything in the world.

For the uncertain prophet of the mud bodhisattva, Xiongba is also accustomed to it, and he doesn't think about it; "It was my covenant with the Sword Saint that made a war with me, the Sword Saint became famous before me, and he used to be a hero in the world. It's a pity that we haven't met, and now the time for the war has arrived, so I want to ask you, what are the odds of winning if I make an appointment with him now! ”

"With the gang leader's world-class martial arts today, whether it is the Northern Sword Saint or the South Nameless, I'm afraid they are not the opponents of the gang leader!"

The mud bodhisattva smiled slightly, and after hearing the mud bodhisattva's words, Xiongba was slightly stunned, and then laughed even more.

The male bully laughed, and the mud bodhisattva also laughed. The mud bodhisattva laughed, and the male bully also laughed.

In this way, the sound of laughter continued to be heard in the main hall, which startled the disciples waiting outside at a loss.

The two laughed at each other, and laughing and laughing, Xiongba suddenly turned cold and said in a deep voice; "If I can defeat the sword body in one fell swoop, then the day when I will dominate the world is just around the corner. If I lose this time, then everything here will be a thing of the past, including you."

"Hehe, the helper doesn't have to worry so much, although the villain has already seen through life and death, but if you fight with the Sword Saint, I'm afraid you will have to wait another ten years!" Listening to the threat in Xiongba's mouth, the mud bodhisattva smiled dumbly and said disapprovingly.

"Oh! What does this mean? Xiongba turned his head sharply, his eyes fixed on the mud bodhisattva.

"Hehe, the time has not yet come!"

The mud bodhisattva shook his head with a smile, then took out a scroll from his hand and gently handed it to Xiongba.

"Helper, this is for you, I hope it can help you!"

The mud bodhisattva held the scroll in his hand, held it in both hands and handed it to Xiongba. Looking at the cautious appearance of the mud bodhisattva, Xiongba also reached out to take it suspiciously, and then opened it without hesitation.

"How can the golden scales be a thing in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds!"

The scroll opened gently, and two lines of black and white words were clearly written on it, so that Xiongba couldn't help but read it softly.

"What do you mean by that?" Xiongba looked at these two lines of anagrams, and looked at the mud bodhisattva with some strange eyes.

"These are the two birthdays, and they are also the disciples of the future gang leader, one of the names of the two of them has wind and the other has clouds, and they are destined to help you turn into a dragon!"

The mud bodhisattva said softly, and then two bamboo pieces engraved with words were placed in Xiongba's hands.

"Turning into a dragon!" Xiongba clutched the bamboo piece in his hand tightly, and his eyes were on the word "world".

"Exactly, but this is only the fate of the first half of your life, and the second half of this life I also put in this box." The mud bodhisattva unwrapped the package behind him, took out a compass from inside, and placed it on the table in front of him.

"What will happen to the rest of my life, can't you say it now!" Looking at the huge compass in front of him, Xiongba asked anxiously.

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but I can't say it."

The mud bodhisattva pointed to the compass and said softly; "This compass is made by Persian craftsmen, and it is composed of one hundred and eight sets of broken sexagenary branches, as long as you can reassemble these scattered sexagenary branches, then your fate for the rest of your life will naturally be known. But I want to tell you in advance, that is, this treasure box cannot be opened with external force, otherwise it will only burn jade. ”

"Okay, since what you said is so interesting, then I'll play with you, and the answer I get in this way is better than what you said directly!"

The heart is full of pride, but he doesn't think that he will not be able to unlock a box, you must know that those who can practice martial arts to this point are not arrogant and intelligent. So after hearing the words of the mud bodhisattva, Xiongba agreed after a little thought, never thinking about the possibility that he would not be able to unlock the box.

...

"According to the decree of the World Council, all men with the eight characters of birth on it will be reported immediately from now on. The reporter will be rewarded with 100 taels of gold, but those who conceal it and do not report it will be punished and killed. ”

Countless Tanma with the banner of the two characters of the world behind them set off from the Tianxia Society, and the two birthdays were also widely known by the world.

"The owner, the owner, someone is looking for the little master's birthday!"

Someone in Bujiazhuang held the posted notice and ran to a house shouting again and again.

"Leave them alone, my peerless sword is coming out at a critical juncture, what are you doing with these things!" The middle-aged man glanced at the notice in the man's hand, wiped the sweat on his face, and said disapprovingly.

"The owner of the village, it is written on it that those who do not report will be punished by the three clans, and those who report will be rewarded with 100 gold!" Looking at the big man who didn't pay attention to it at all, the man said a little eagerly.

"I'm not going to rely on my children to make money, who knows what the hell will happen in that world!" Dahan didn't care at all, and still kept tapping the sword blank in his hand.

"Owner,