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The two groups of hundreds of people are facing each other on both sides of the bridge, and the eyes and ears are full of eyes and ears who are concerned about the outcome of this negotiation, because it will affect the life and death of many people in the future, and the redivision of the interests of many forces.

"Xiao Zhan, everyone is Chinese, now the world is difficult, why do you have to force each other?" The old man who spoke at the head of one side was holding three pure steel rods in one hand, wearing a neat kung fu gown, although his hair was white, his eyes were bright and black and lightning. Behind the old man, most of them are martial arts disciples with relatively uniform costumes, and most of the people standing in the front row are some Huaxia boxers who are close to middle age or even old age.

The other party was led by a strong and athletic man with a broad sword and a leather trench coat. Xiao Zhan, one of the most powerful young warriors in the 21st century Chinese national arts circle, known as the "Powerful Breaking Thousands of Army", if he was born in ancient times, he is very likely to be the general of the country on the side of the unified army.

However, in the wizard era, Xiao Pojun (word), who broke through the thousands of troops, also took advantage of the situation, relying on the courage to fight and the black-and-white style, he built the largest gangster organization in the D district of the abyss city from scratch: Breaking the Army Gate.

"Today...... The three elders will either obey or kill until you obey, do you live and enjoy this flowery world, or do you cling to the power in your hands...... I give you a choice. As he spoke, he poured wine into his mouth, Xiao Zhan has been strong with wine since he was a child, the more others are drunk, the more he drinks, the more he drinks, and even he himself has entered the state of boxing in a drunken state, and now it is even more overwhelming that the old-timers and old boxers in the national martial arts circle almost begged for mercy.

"Surrender or die, you, help them choose. ”

Cold-eyed and squinting at the old immortals who were still hesitating to delay time, Xiao Zhan waved his hand, and there were thousands of strange clothes behind him, among which the subordinates who were obviously filled with a large number of hooligans and gangsters suddenly brandished machetes and iron rods and screamed and pounced on those boxers, with a crazy beastly madness in a trance.

In the darkness beyond the light of the Rainbow Bridge, a mysterious person with a slender figure wearing a black robe with only a small half of his cheeks had already set up a magic circle, and after sprinkling some emerald powder into the magic array, runes lit up one after another, and streams of gray fog floated out, and they floated into the battlefield of the bridge, blending into those who had drunk the "God of War Wine" in advance In the bodies of men who have gone crazy after seeing the blood, the combined effect of spells and magic potions makes the muscles of these men swell all over their bodies, tearing through their clothes, and they will even suddenly drop their weapons and pounce on a boxer with scarlet eyes, opening their mouths to tear at the vital point of the neck, like zombies.

One husband is desperate, ten husbands are unstoppable, and a hundred husbands are desperate, and ten thousand people are out of reach. The frenzied offensive of breaking through the military gate soon completely destroyed the organization of the "Three Elders' Society", they were already more numerous than each other, coupled with the mad demon-like fighting momentum that broke the enemy's courage, even if most of the people of the Three Elders' Association had some kung fu, it was difficult to resist.

"Don't fight, don't fight, we're all Chinese, we're obviously all Chinese." ”

Most of the old boxers led by the Three Elders have certain skills, and they didn't even subconsciously kill at the beginning, but just knocked down the people who pounced on the opposite side, but when those who were obviously removed from the joints should be so painful that they couldn't move pounced on them and hugged their thighs and forgot to bite them, everyone could no longer keep their hands, either you died, or I died.

"Iniquity, death. ”

An old monk with long eyebrows in an apricot yellow robe waved his eyebrow stick with both hands, and with a slight force, the ground under his feet was faintly shaken, and the people wrapped around him seemed to explode, making the old monk in an apricot yellow robe fly up and whistling a stick at Xiao Zhan, who was still standing in place and drinking wine, but it was the thought of capturing the enemy and capturing the king.

The second elder of the Three Elders' Association, the Shaolin stick monk "Long Mei Monk" De Nian, this old man played hard qigong in a row, and he swept the demon mixed yuan stick method with one hand, and he really entered the crowd like a tiger entering the flock, sweeping down a large area with a stick, and the strength was converted to the next and next Fan Fei, no matter how violent the person was swept by him with an iron rod, his bones and tendons were broken, and he lost his combat effectiveness. At this moment, De Nian jumped up from the crowd and swung a stick to kill Xiao Zhan, from top to bottom, the big stick slashed down, the lean old man who was as thin as a monkey burst out in an instant with a fierce momentum like the collapse of Mount Tai, the pure steel big stick burst the air, and a thunderous roar exploded in the flat ground.

Just because the weapons on the battlefield fight for a moment of life and death, those who seize the opportunity under similar strength live, and those who lose the opportunity die.

However, Xiao Zhan's originally confused gaze flashed with brilliance because of this stick, and the man's wide right palm suddenly grabbed the handle of the heavy sword on his back, and the next moment he leaned forward, and the heavy sword in his hand also suddenly slashed out along his body, and the heavy sword blade crossed a trajectory that seemed to encompass countless martial arts truths, and a dark red thunder also crossed the heavy sword from his hand and then took off the sword and turned into a half-moon-shaped crescent thunder arc, and the thunder heavy sword and the heavy stick that fell down like the long-eyebrow monk De Nian Taishan slammed together.

The "boom" heavy weapon roared violently, and it was a veritable thunder for nine days.

This heroic exchange even drowned out all the fighting on the battlefield, but the outcome was far less evenly matched than everyone expected. The apricot-robed long-eyebrow monk Denian flew out of the thunder and dark gray smoke with a terrifying wound on his chest, and the iron rod he held tightly in both hands was divided into two parts, and blood spilled violently from his mouth and nose, and he couldn't live.

As soon as the two old men who were invincible on the battlefield to support their disciples saw the tragic situation of De Nian, they rushed up regardless of the sorrow, and the old monk De Nian overflowed with dark red blood foam from his mouth and nose, but he bit his last breath and pushed his two righteous brothers: "Dark Thunder Fighting Spirit, go, go quickly, ......."

"Let's go!?Either surrender, or the three of you brothers will have to take the Yellow Springs Road. ”

Walking out of the billowing smoke and dust with a heavy sword in one hand, the dark red thunder around Xiao Zhan's body at this time sometimes condensed and sometimes spread, and the power was like the mythical and legendary Asura descending into the world, and his cold words were filled with a sharp edge and hegemony that overpowered the world.

"Xiao Zhan, the three of us brothers opened a martial arts hall to protect women and children, spread the Chinese martial arts, and never left behind in the fight against the dark race...... You're selfish, ahhhh......hh

"Mouthful of nonsense. ”

Xiao Zhan took a step forward towards the two old men who were holding the old monk Denian, and swung the heavy and dark red thunder sword in his hand with both hands, and with the sword momentum, there was a huge moon-arc-shaped thunder roaring in the air above the Rainbow Bridge: the dark thunder fighting qi "Dark Thunder Bafang Town Hell Technique" killing move "Moon Destroying Star Sinking".

The three old boxers who practiced martial arts, Yangde I, and Lin Lao also tried their best to stand on the front line of the fight against foreign races, and their bodies were shrouded in dark red beating thunder, and their bones were gone.

"In the struggle for domination of the heavens, only strength is real. Under the sword, all beings have no courage to fight, otherwise, do you think that the Eternal Witch Tower dominates the heavens and enslaves thousands of worlds...... Is it a mouth?hehe, hahahahahaha......haha They may regret it when their property is robbed and their wives and daughters are *** a few hours later, but so what?

Letting go of the weapon and kneeling in front of the enemy is the greatest shame of being a warrior.

On the Rainbow Bridge, the confrontation and confrontation between the Three Elders and the Broken Military Gate finally ended in a complete victory for the Broken Military Gate.

Even the extremely rampant dark race will sell him Xiao Pojun a thin face.

...... Similar to the Slums, Abyssal City is one of the most obscure borders of Wizarding City's administration, as a large number of dark creatures have infiltrated from the well-lived Wizarding City to the Abyss City due to the abundance of blood food and souls. Among them, there are blood tribes who suck human blood, werewolves who are greedy for flesh and blood, there are wizard apprentices and even official wizards who use humans as living experiments to collect data, and the various urban districts are relatively isolated from each other......

"Our progress is too slow, and we still haven't unified Chinatown in Zone D...... We should be able to do better. A beautiful girl with short blonde hair and a secretarial uniform sat in front of Xiao Zhan with a pen and paper with plump black silk legs, her skin was extremely white and delicate, and her lips were a faint pink, which should be lined with short golden hair to make her look extremely delicious and attractive. However, Xiao Zhan and Xiao Pojun in front of the female secretary seemed to be blind to the beautiful scenery in front of him, and there was no wave in his calm and indifferent eyes.

"Still slow? We're almost invincible, we're invincible, and if we weren't worried that we wouldn't be able to control it, we could swallow the whole of Chinatown now. ”

"It's true that the pace of expansion is not slowing down now, but there is one thing that we have to speed up. The pink lips were slightly raised, and the bewitching girl said.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Zhan's voice did not fluctuate at all, if his skin was darker and harder, it would be a stone statue.

"The president of the Chinese Warriors Association in Wizard City, the number one master in the Chinese national art world, and even the strongest man on the earth in the twenty-first world, Mr. Li Jingxuan, the 'land immortal', is ready to accept apprentices, and he is the heir of the mantle. ”

This time, Xiao Zhan's expression and face finally had an obvious change that he couldn't suppress, and he couldn't help but be surprised by this news: "The heir to the mantle should not be taught from an early age?"

"Now that everything is complicated in the half-plane of the earth, the invincible Mr. Li is the president of the Chinese Warriors Association to protect the interests of the Chinese, and he is the strongest warrior of the earth's civilization, he needs to expand his territory in the dark realm, and even the interaction with the wizards of the wizard city needs to be maintained by Mr. Li. Under such objective conditions, how could Mr. Li Jingxuan have the time to spend a lot of energy to re-cultivate disciples from a young age? Of course, he had to select from among the existing young masters, so that he could share the pressure on Mr. Li and at the same time boost the morale of those who practiced martial arts in China. The reason was told in the mouth of the girl with short blond hair, she looked at Xiao Zhan with a smile in her big black eyes like autumn water, she clearly knew how tempting this news was for the man in front of her.

"Mr. Li Jingxuan's mantle disciple ......"

"Who else is me!?"

His expression returned to calm, and Xiao Zhan said. Of course, he is almost qualified to answer in this way.

"Not necessarily, right? In the 21st century, the four strongest young masters in the Chinese art world, the arrogant and light marquis Liu Qinghou, and the poetry and wine of Yang Cai'er, you are powerful to break through the thousands of armies and Xiao Zhan...... There is also Zhu Peng of the Wudang Sect Pure Yang Wuji, why would Mr. Li definitely choose you?"

"Liu Qinghou is dead, Yang Caier's wealthy noblewoman has an empty realm, and the actual combat is too weak. As for the pure yang Wuji Zhu Peng...... Hmph, a waste who can't even break through the Dark Fist Realm is worthy of competing with me?"

"The pure yang swordsman Zhang Yuanfang can't solve the psychological barrier, and the land immortal Li Jingxuan may not be able to solve it. What's more, Mr. Li's selection of apprentices is not a simple martial arts competition, in addition to inheriting Mr. Li's martial arts, this mantle disciple also has to take over part of the power of the president of the Chinese Warrior Association and manage all aspects of affairs.

In terms of martial arts, I have absolute confidence in you to break the army, and you are absolutely invincible among your peers. But in terms of business management, you are too weaker than Yang Caier and Zhu Peng, and Yang Caier's family background is needless to say. Zhu Peng, who was also a civilian, managed Area F in an orderly manner in just a few months, and the wolf clan almost didn't dare to show up in Area F again, and the other dark races were also pressed like rats.

And although you have established the most powerful Jidao (the Japanese call the yakuza "Gokudo)" organization in Area D, the people's livelihood in Area D is respected by you in China...... I don't need to elaborate on it, you are far inferior to Zhu Peng. He is worthy of being the inheritance disciple of the Wudang faction through the ages, and he does things steadily and solidly. Flipping through the materials in her hands, the delicate and gorgeous girl sighed, she simply felt that the man in this information could see through the future, take one step and see three steps, step by step, how clever this is.

"But...... No matter how good it is, it's just the pinnacle of bright strength, and a dead man can't compete with you to break the army. After the admiration, it is the exit of the poisonous plan. The blonde girl turned around and pressed the remote control, and the projector showed Xiao Zhan in front of a female archer who could turn into a blood eagle with blood-red eyes, and she or it shot a video record of seven professionals in succession.

"The nun's graveyard, the blood eagle, with the spirit and arrogance of a martial artist, the boss who is so strong in the limelight, how could that pure Yang Wuji Mr. Zhu, not go to see it?" The silver bell-like voice echoed in the office, accompanied by Xiao Zhan's calm and cold gaze: Whoever stands in my way, kill.

Japan's natural environment is cruel and earthquakes are constant, which leads the martial arts masters there to take the path of killing Shura, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddhas. Slash all the beings who stand in your way.,It's extremely aggressive.。

In contrast, Huaxia martial arts pursues the integration of yin and yang, the unity of heaven and man, and then the realm of being born as a human being and becoming an immortal against the sky. In the early stage of cultivation, it was indeed not as fierce and fierce as Japanese martial arts, and he was brave and diligent.