The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there are no clouds.

Under the sky, the four fields are vast, the mountains and forests are separated from the mountains and forests, and the villages are lying in the period, quiet and peaceful.

Liyuan Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, chickens and dogs smell each other on weekdays, naughty children play with the head of the village, and the old man is just happy in the fishing pond, which is a paradise without contention with the world.

Recently, however, there has been an unusual atmosphere, and the villagers are restless and have trouble sleeping.

It's all because ..... The society is about to collapse!

The Mongols had already defeated the imperial army, and just half a month ago, a village dozens of miles away had been sacked, all the women had been removed, and the men, the elderly and children had been slaughtered.

Troubled times are coming, and life is like a mustard!

Even such a remote mountain village can no longer be a pure land, and sooner or later it will be affected.

It's late at night.

The village was quiet at the moment, and most of the people had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, a noisy sound of horses' hooves came from the entrance of the village, and the barking of chickens and dogs accompanied by bursts of cries immediately sounded.

Then the flames burst into the sky, and there was chaos everywhere.

In the dark night, faintly visible, people neighing horses, swords and shadows, a small group of Mongolian cavalry rushed into the village, they burned and looted everywhere, the men were in different places, the women and children were crying helplessly, the old people were crying sadly, and the voices of one after another pierced the sky.

All the names of the village were alarmed, and they were disheveled, panicked, trembling, and running for their lives like headless flies.

It's a pity that he can't escape the butcher's knife of the Mongolian thieves.

Suddenly......

The sky lit up, and a white line flashed in the dark night sky, and the space there suddenly cracked, and a colorful spirit bead instantly entered, melting into the wind in mid-air, and a white-clothed young man with outstanding demeanor showed his figure.

"It's so clear air, it's so rich. ”

Zhang San let out a drunken sigh, and then lowered his head, "It's the Mongolian cavalry again, it's really fate!"

With a soft snort, Zhang San's eyes grew cold, and when he opened his mouth, a white innate sword yuan gushed out, turning into a silver dragon in the night sky and roaring down.

Liyuan Village lit up.

In the barn at the entrance of the village, the Mongol generals are laughing arrogantly.

In his hand, he carried a beautiful head, and the woman's unyielding eyes were clearly visible.

Suddenly, he spotted a vision of the night sky, wanted to scream, wanted to ride his horse away.

But it's too late.....

Witnessed by all the surviving villagers, and horrified by all the Mongol cavalry, the silver dragon roared forward...

The general was gone, he was reduced to ashes, and with him, there was the unyielding head, and she was relieved!

"Run, it's the top master of the Central Plains!"

With a wild shout, all the Mongols immediately scattered, and they no longer cared about burning, killing and looting, and fled for their lives.

"The grass and trees are affectionate, they should turn into all spirits, go, and chase the soul. ”

With another singing, Zhang San lowered his hand and lightly fingered, shooting out a green vitality, using the qi of wood to use the Ten Thousand Sword Technique.

"Buzz !!"

Under the dark night, thousands of plants and trees flew and turned into green swords, which scattered in an instant, catching up with the Mongolian cavalry, penetrating their fragile bodies, and after the blood mist was filled, only the frightened horses scattered and galloped wildly.

A sword shines in the night sky, and the enemy is eliminated with one dissolution!

Zhang San was dressed in a white shirt, and his clothes and belts were flying, fluttering down.

At this time, although there are no other races in the village, the crying and wailing have not stopped, the father cries the son, and the son cries the mother. Women and children are crying and children, and their voices are so sad that people can't bear to look at them directly.

"Child, my child......" a woman cried as she hugged the cold boy, barefoot, trembling and caressing the boy's bloody wounds.

"Grandpa...... Grandpa, wake up, Maomao only has you, we depend on each other, don't leave me behind......" A young man of about ten years old cried bitterly while guarding a thin corpse.

The old man was no longer breathing, his white hair was gray, and a shocking wound on his shoulder, deep in the bones, almost cut him in half, but it was this not broad shoulder, but it was the young man behind him who was not broad, and he was spared.

"God, how unfair you are!!"

An old man looked up to the sky and roared, his face full of wrinkles and tears, his son and daughter-in-law died, and his only grandson also fell in a pool of blood.

The old man collapsed.

Zhang San was sad for a while, although he had the skill of killing the enemy, he did not have the magic technique of getting up and coming back to life, and he could not do anything in the face of all this.

"Alas, in a chaotic world, human life is cheaper than grass!"

With a light sigh, he jumped up, crossed and soared like a roc bird, and fell into the distant mountains and forests.

Zhang San originally wanted to wait for the villagers to calm down and ask about the details of this world, but he couldn't ask about such a situation.

。。。。。。

"Xiaoxing, what kind of world is this?"

A handsome mountain, Zhang San stood on the top of the mountain with his hands in his hands, looking at the blue moon in the sky, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

This time, he was not reincarnated, but the incarnation entered directly, which made him a little uncomfortable, as if he was out of step with this world.

"Boy, this is the Huang Sect Martial Arts World that someone on your earth has written, the time is the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, I can only help you so much, this is a complete Xiaoqian world, my spiritual transmission is very troublesome, contact me when you want to come back." ”

"By the way, this time you don't need to steal the Qi of Creation, time is pressing, your Yuan Shen has broken through, so hurry back and ....."

Xiaoxing's voice sounded intermittently in Zhang San's head, and it could be seen that he was really struggling this time, so that Zhang San could break through as soon as possible. He also invested a lot of money.

Huang School of Martial Arts?

The end of the Southern Song Dynasty?

"Is it the Shattered Void? Or is it the world where the Shattered Void is about to unfold? I don't know if ........the hero has been born and the Eagle has been born."

Zhang San muttered to himself, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

The martial arts of the Huang School has always been known for its vast exercises, among which the four great strange books are respected.

"The Secret of Longevity" is true and endless, but unfortunately it is now unheard. "God of War Catalogue" is fierce and invincible, unparalleled in combat power, but unfortunately I don't know when it will be born, "Cihang Sword Codex" is a sword with heart, but the emphasis is on the four are empty, and the sword saint's heavenly sword mystery takes the general way, and it is not his appetite.

Only "Heavenly Demon Strategy" is all-encompassing, including the mysterious "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation", the "Purple Blood Demon Skill" that cultivates the bloodline, and even the powerful Yin and Yang dual cultivation skill "Yin Nu Dafa", which is very much to Zhang San's appetite.

Of course, the most important thing is that these exercises are traceable, and they are not as illusory as the previous ones.

"Hahahaha, it seems that this time, I'm going to be a demon within a demon again. ”

With a loud laugh, Zhang San turned into sword light and threw it at the light in the distance.

He had already decided that he would use the time spent in the past few years to get to know the masters of this world for a while, and collect martial arts classics by the way.

It all started with the Demon Gate......