Chapter Twenty-Three: This book is ruthless, why bother to save the world!

Dongting Lake, barrage island.

This isolated island, which was absolutely unknown to many people before, has become the biggest topic of discussion on the rivers and lakes in recent times.

The first person of the Central Plains Demon Gate, the sect master of the Yin Kui Sect, rampant in the world, full of bloody hard work, and challenged the three masters of the Daomen. Such an earth-shattering event can be said to be the most sensational duel on the rivers and lakes in the past hundred years.

In terms of martial arts, the three masters of the Dao Sect are the martial arts masters of the righteous path, second only to the supreme grandmaster Ling Donglai. Usually one person has already shocked the rivers and lakes and subdued the underworld. The three of them joined forces to fight the enemy, even if it was Meng Chixing, I was afraid that they would have to avoid its peak temporarily, but Li Gong directly sent the battle book to the hands of the three of them, forcing them to fight with the common people of the world.

"Teacher Meng, what do you think of Li Gong's behavior this time. ”

In Outer Mongolia, Si Hanfei sat with a man like a demon god, and told this sensational martial arts event to the Mongolian No. 1 master in front of him.

Meng Chixing was dressed in black, his body was tall and martial, calm as a mountain, his complexion was fair, and at first glance he looked like a statue of a god carved from crystal, surpassing the beauty of all beings in the world. The nose is tall and the corners of the lips are distinct, showing extraordinary perseverance and determination. Black clothes and white skin, strong contrast. The whole person is full of a strange charm, which makes people's hearts chill.

Even if Si Hanfei and the person in front of him are called the three masters of Mongolia, they know that their martial arts are completely different from heaven and earth compared with Meng Chixing. Even the unfathomable Paspa is not something he can challenge, he is completely because of his royal status that he can stand side by side with the two.

Meng Chixing is the teacher of Emperor Kublai Khan, even if Si Hanfei is the younger brother of Emperor Meng, he must be a disciple of this person.

"It's funny, Li Gong has always been a person who doesn't like to be high-profile, what happened this time to make him do such a striking thing. ”

Meng Chixing's transparent eyelids, as white as jade, emitted a piece of brilliance. The tone is soft, but it contains a striking charm. A pair of eyes with the blue of a deep lake, like two precious jade wrapped in the night, when not moving, seem to be completely lifeless, when flickering, the essence is shining, better than the brightest stars in the sky.

"What does the national teacher say?"

Meng Chixing is known as the number one master outside the Saiwai, but he has scruples about Ba Sipa, and his unpredictable Dafa of changing the heavens and the earth is not inferior to his Tibetan secret wisdom book that became a king and sanctification. This time. He planned to go and see it himself, but as Emperor Meng's personal guard, if he left, I am afraid that it would give those Central Plains martial arts people a chance to take advantage of. There are several people in the righteous path whose martial arts are apart from him, and only Phags-pa can stop them.

He said that he would protect the safety of the Great Khan during Teacher Meng's absence, so that Teacher Meng could go to the Central Plains with peace of mind. ”

After listening to Si Hanfei's words, Meng Chixing's perfect statue-like face showed a hint of a smile, and the laughter became louder and louder. An invincible, earth-shattering aura surged from him, blowing up the entire tent and swelling it. The laughter was vast, shaking the void, and a whitewashed child in the big tent only felt a tingling in his brain. I couldn't help but feel dizzy.

Located in the Dongting Lake, Barrage Island is an isolated island that is foggy all year round, and no one usually goes up. If it weren't for the hard work. I'm afraid that Fu Yaohong and the others won't know that there is this island in Lu Dao.

This location was personally chosen by Ji Bo, and Bi Night Terror and the others could only follow it. Naturally, they don't know that this island is on this island. In the future, there will be two peerless figures here to fight an earth-shattering decisive battle, both shattering the void and leaving.

After the war book was delivered, Ji Game set off without nostalgia on Fu Yaohong's carcass. Starting from his own seclusion, he didn't let anyone follow, and walked from Lin'an to Dongting Lake step by step.

When he incarnated as Wang Chongyang, he faced the siege of several grandmasters of the Southern Dao Gate in Lin'an, and used the sword of Fengtian to break through the city gate and displace the artifact. On Dongting Lake, he also left countless memories of himself, Feng Yu, Huang Yaoshi, and the life-and-death duel with Cheng Yuanjun when his martial arts were not successful.

Thinking back to the beginning, the young man was full of spirits and thought that there was nothing worth doing on his own except to save the world. But after he really changed the world world with force and wisdom, he was so empty. When he woke up from the dream, his real self kept mocking everything Wang Chongyang had done, but the blood, struggle, and righteousness for the country and the people during that time were so worthy of nostalgia.

The more he experienced, the more confused he became about Wang Chongyang's pedantry.

He is a ruthless person, so why bother to save the world!

In my heart, I slowly recalled the behavior I had fought for and bled and bled for, but I kept rewalking the journey that followed Liu Haichan to study at that time. Leifeng Pagoda is still so tall and upright, but there are no traces of playing with Lin Chaoying on the tower.

Xiangyang City is still so magnificent, but now it no longer belongs to the Han people, and the Mongolian army's domination of heaven and earth artifacts can no longer be changed, even with his wisdom through heaven, it can only continue the remnants of the Han people for decades.

Along the way, the rebels constantly rebelled against the rule of the Mongols. added blood to the land of Shenzhou, which had already settled down, and many rebel armies did nothing in the name of restoring Han unification. Ji Game couldn't see it, so he shot and killed some people, and familiarized himself with his current strength.

But I didn't expect to meet an unexpected character in such a situation.

On this day, he crossed the Yangtze River, just passed through Longhu Mountain, and saw a group of rogues were raping and plundering in a mountain villa, and dirty a piece of beautiful scenery in Haolu, and when he was about to make a move, Taiyin Yuanshen felt a majestic Gang Qi coming from not far away, and a loud shout was like thunder in the sky, shaking the gang of rogues to stand unsteadily.

"Dare to do such a beastly thing, whose subordinates are you? ”

A tall man about forty years old appeared in front of Ji Bo out of thin air, although he was dressed ordinarily, he was born with an extraordinary appearance, a deep bearing, and an extraordinary person.

"We are the soldiers of the great leader of Longzunyi, who are you who you dare to hinder us from doing things. ”

A certain veteran who had just tied his trouser belt pulled out the Mo knife he had placed on the ground and shouted at the tall man.

"Hmph, Long Zunyi is a well-known good man in the rebel army, how can there be a scum like you under his command. Today, Ling is going to clear the scum for my Han people. ”

As soon as the tall man's words were finished, Ji Game's heart moved, this person's surname is Ling, and he is so strong with a congenital temperament, it seems that he should be that person.

The words were not speculative, and the two sides immediately exchanged hands. Ji Game, who was dressed in white, was like a boy who came out for an outing, with his hands behind his back, watching with interest as the tall man killed the enemy with one enemy and one hundred.

The majestic innate qi of the heavenly river surged out, overwhelming the sky, and the rogues slashed with all their might, and even his clothes could not be touched. Instead, it was shocked and bleeding, and the blade broke.

"It's a master, brothers, withdraw!"

The veteran soldier who seemed to be the leader gave an order, and his soldiers were very experienced and abandoned the wounded, turned over their horses, and prepared to slip away.

Just when the veteran oil son rode out of the villa, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although it was planted this time, as long as it is alive, it will definitely be able to make a comeback. There is such a thing as gold and silver treasures, and women can only be enjoyed if they are alive.

Just when the veteran soldier Youzi was thinking about how long to hide and then come out to plunder, a white shadow flashed in front of him, and he saw a handsome boy standing in front of him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, seeing that he was about to be hit by his horse and fly out, and scolded loudly. The speed of the horse did not weaken in the slightest, but instead shook the whip on the horse's buttocks more vigorously and accelerated fiercely.

It's just that the scene he expected of the handsome boy being knocked apart did not appear, and the person in front of him disappeared abruptly as if he was a ghost. Then the horse that sat down let out a terrible scream, and in a burst of blood, a huge horse's head flew into the sky, and blood spilled all over him.

"What's going on?"

Just when the veteran soldier was confused and frightened, the white shadow flashed again in front of him, and the handsome boy who mysteriously disappeared appeared in front of him again. The right hand was dripping with blood as if it had just been fished out of the pool of blood, as if it were Shura from hell.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

This was the last sentence of the veteran oil, and then he only saw a huge bloody hand filling his eyeballs, as if the whole world was filled. His neck turned, the sound of bones cracking, and he clearly felt his head being torn off. A stream of warm liquid erupted from the breach, and at this point, he finally realized how his horse had died.

"Why am I so unlucky, just come out to rob a robbery, and I will meet this kind of master one after another. ”

This was the last thought on his mind before he was confused, and vaguely, he heard a terrible scream from his subordinates. It's like encountering a ghost and a god, and being ruthlessly and cruelly harvested of life.

After Ling Duxu dealt with the rogues in the villa, he came outside, but saw a hellish scene. Although he had never seen hell, the scene in front of him was even more bloody and cruel than hell.

A young man dressed in white squinted his eyes and stood among the bodies of dozens of detached heads, blood staining the ground nearby. A pair of blood-stained hands were particularly bright and dazzling in the sun, and he counted forty-five soldiers and forty-five horses. The rogues who happened to escape from his hands, one by one, were forcibly screwed off their heads, and all died here.

"Did you kill them?"

Ling Duxu's tone was full of disbelief, if it weren't for the fact that there was only this white-clothed young man nearby, he wouldn't believe it if he was killed. Such a young person would have such unpredictable martial arts, such ruthless and ruthless methods.

"I have heard for a long time that Ling Duxu's ancestral skills have been perfected, and he is called the 'King of Qi' by the people in the rivers and lakes. With your kung fu, apart from me, I'm afraid only three people are sure that they can defeat you. ”

Ji Bo's words sounded extremely arrogant to others, but Ling Duxu's face was solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy. (To be continued......)