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Chen Feiyang, as such a young martial artist, if anyone wanted to challenge the martial emperor within ten years, Ren Ye would never think it was a joke, he only felt that he had ambition and courage.

- But within a year, it was hard to believe.

The three great martial emperors have suppressed the entire martial arts for twenty years, and there have been many heroes in the past twenty years, but no one has been able to take the same step as them, and they can't go to this realm.

It's because when you go to Wujun, if you want to go up, there is no ready-made road.

Ren Ye's own cultivation of self-respecting martial arts is also the so-called heavenly martial arts, that is to say, this martial arts practice to the top, naturally break through one of the six senses, and reach the realm of martial arts.

But further up, there are none.

At present, all kinds of martial arts today, including the Tianjing Valley and the Demon Sect, which have the richest martial arts of heaven and man, are only martial arts that have reached the realm of the Martial Monarch, and if they want to go further, they can only rely on themselves.

Chen Feiyang doesn't know where he is the heir, he reached the realm of Martial Emperor at a young age, which is indeed enviable and terrifying, but if he talks about Martial Emperor, it is too early.

Ren Ye pondered for a moment and decided to persuade him well, "Brother Chen, you have great ambitions, of course the junior brother admires it very much, but this road is really difficult, Brother Chen is so young, why worry?"

Chen Feiyang laughed, "My generation is practicing martial arts, seizing the day, there is really not enough time!"

His mission time is one year, but he can't say this sentence to Ren Ye.

When Ren Ye heard the words "seize the day", he was extremely impressed and nodded. "Sure enough, my heart is still not as good as Brother Chen. No wonder he is so much worse than Brother Chen in martial arts. Now that I think about it, maybe it's missing the word "seize the day". ”

In fact, everyone is the same, everyone knows that as long as you work hard, you can naturally get promoted, but most people feel that their days are still long, you can take your time, and you don't have to rush.

But the winners. In any case, we should uphold the words "seize the day", starting from now, starting from every day, not saying "tomorrow", "next year" or "future".

This mistake is made by even the top people, which is actually a kind of slackness.

Ren Ye is like an initiation, and his cultivation will be more intense in the future.

Chen Feiyang only smiled and did not speak.

Three hundred miles away.

The red armor of the Yanshan Army surged down like a raging fire, silently devouring the plain.

For the cavalry, they didn't move fast - in fact, the Yanshan army wouldn't have started charging so early to exhaust their physical strength. Their normal marching speed is actually quite slow, like a wriggling. But there is an irresistible momentum.

The seven generals of Yanshan, five came this time, and Wujun Bei Mingzheng personally pressed the formation at the end.

- Although there are few people in Wantie Villa, after all, there is still a martial artist named Mrs. Cui, and of course Beiming Zheng has to go out in person, not only that, but he also gathered two junior brothers, Shen Wuchu and Yang Xie, who are guests in the Yanshan Army, and they are also martial artists.

It's just for sure.

Beiming is doing things, and it is always foolproof.

Three thousand red armors, three martial monarchs, and five martial masters are enough to crush any resistance from the Ten Thousand Iron Villa.

"Senior brother, wouldn't you be too cautious?"

Shen Wuchu was on the horse, and he didn't wear armor like Bei Mingzheng, of course, because he was a fat man, it was difficult to find suitable armor, and because his horizontal kung fu was already extremely skillful, the armor didn't have much effect on him.

"Our Yanshan army is going south, the world is in turmoil, although Wantie Villa is nothing great, but I am afraid that someone will help her. ”

Bei Mingzheng smiled, "After all, we are going to bully widows and young sons, shouldn't those Central Plains martial arts righteous paths come forward to help?" I remember when Lao Cui was there, he also gave martial arts a lot of favors. ”

Wantie Villa has been chivalrous and righteous from generation to generation, quite heroic, and has also made many friends.

"Hahahaha!"

Yang Xie laughed, "Where is the Central Plains Martial Arts Righteous Path now? They all form their own forces, wanting to occupy territory and reap benefits, our Yanshan army is heading south, and there are indeed people who are panicking, but if they want to help each other and consume their own strength to help Wantie Mountain Villa resist us, those so-called heroes, I am afraid that none of them will be willing." ”

Central Plains martial arts, now this is the situation.

Bei Ming nodded, "Senior brother is right, but the martial arts are so big, there are always a few weird people." ”

He smiled slightly, "When I was young, there were many people who didn't talk about interests, only talked about chivalry, and were full of enthusiasm, which made people admire. ”

Before this era of paying attention to interests, there was also a heroic martial arts era, when people's martial arts may not be as high as now, but it is a sword Ren Pingsheng, ten steps to kill a person, happy revenge, chivalrous and righteous, it is also a chaotic and wonderful era.

When people think back to their youth, they will inevitably feel some emotion.

"It's a pity they're all dead. ”

Yang Xie's face was a little sarcastic.

Many of those who speak chivalrous rather than profit-oriented, those who draw their swords for the sake of others, those who fight for the weak, all die at a very young age.

If these people survive, then this era may be a different face.

It's a pity that most of the people who survive now are wise and cunning, good at calculation, and cunning guys.

"So even if there are people in Wantie Villa to help, at most they are just young people. ”

The rivers and lakes have not been mixed long enough, and the blood has not had time to cool down.

These young people may help Wantie Villa

- Unfortunately, they will be crushed again.

Then there will be fewer bloody seeds on the rivers and lakes.

Bei Ming was silent.

He was entrenched in the north, fought in the ice and snow rain, struggled out of the family business of the Yanshan Army, and was a real hero.

Every time he goes out, he has the confidence to win, but for some reason, there is always a strange feeling when he goes out this time.

"Young people...... Is it?"

If it was a young man ten years ago, Beiming would not take it seriously.

But after this decade, there are so many amazing young people who have emerged.

The eldest grandson, the descendant of Tianjing Valley, Ren Ye, an inexplicable bastard boy, the four princes, the second generation of martial arts who moved the rivers and lakes.

But these people are nothing.

The most terrifying thing is the two young people who have recently appeared in Qianjizhuang.

A woman.

A man.

The woman is the descendant of the Demon Lord's blood, and she is also Feng Yihua, who is known as the first beauty in the outer land.

The man is Chen Feiyang.

All he needed was that name, and it was enough to be intimidating.

Because the two of them are the two youngest martial monarchs in the world, judging from the news reported by the spies, even if they are Bei Mingzheng, they are not sure of winning against the two of them.

Especially Chen Feiyang. (To be continued......)