The boat is a special boat, a special boat for the nameless island, and there are no waves to set foot on the beautiful island like a paradise.

The island is full of flowers, the honest monk leads the flower full of buildings, Gongsun Lan walks out of the flower path and is a flower path again, through the flower bush or the flower bush, the mountain peaks on all sides are dripping green, the clear sky is as clear as washing, the front half of the lotus pond on the nine-curved bridgehead, there is a water pavilion with green tiles of Zhulan. There were already a dozen people in the small pavilion, some standing, some sitting, old and young, male and female, some wearing solemn and gorgeous ancient clothes, and some just casually draped in a wide robe. Everyone's attitude was very relaxed, and their expressions were very happy, as if all the troubles and sorrows in the red dust had long been isolated from the green mountains on all sides.

A middle-aged man wearing a first-class court dress in the Tang Dynasty, a white jade belt around his waist, and a purple and gold crown on his head, holding a glass of wine in his hand, staggered over.

The honest monk introduced: "His surname is He, as long as he drinks some wine, he insists that he is the reincarnation of He Zhizhang in the Tang Dynasty, so everyone simply calls him He Shangshu, but he likes to call himself a Siming maniac." ”

"Ruined He Zhizhang's reputation!" Hua Manlou said very politely, he was here to find trouble today, so he didn't have to flatter them.

He Shangshu shook even more, his pace was like a drunk drunk, crashing towards Hua Manlou, his sleeves agitated, his internal qi full of sleeves, a clumsy move, but it contained thousands of killing machines, each of which was enough to kill people.

Hua Manlou looked at He Shangshu's moves, Dugu Jiujian was running in his heart, there were flaws everywhere, he raised his finger and pointed to the flaw, and pointed to the point in the air with one finger and one yang finger, He Shangshu's drunken comic appearance was fixed in place, but no one laughed in the hall, and the originally relaxed and happy attitude became very heavy.

At this moment, a person slowly walked out of the small pavilion, his black hair in a messy bun, not even a single wrinkle on his snow-white clothes, his face as beautiful as a carving with a cold, conceited and resolute expression, and his eyes as sharp as a blade. This man's knife-like gaze was staring at Hua Manlou's face, and he suddenly said: "I heard that you took over Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortal Unharmed? It's a pity that Ye Gucheng is dead, I really want to see the Flying Immortal outside the sky once!"

"Your information is very well-informed, do you really want to see flying immortals outside the sky?" Hua Manlou said, looking at the evil person with an awe-inspiring expression under the cold expression in front of him, and already knew in his heart: "Gong Jiu, the prince of Taiping, with an evil sword intent, has already caught up with the snow blowing at the west gate in front of the sword competition with Ye Gucheng!"

"Will you?" said Gong Jiu coldly.

Hua Manlou did not speak, the whole person is like a white cloud outside the sky, flawless, no stumbling, unrestrained, ethereal, impermanent, impermanent floating to the sky, in the sky Hua Manlou suddenly showed a short sword in his hand, people like falling clouds leisurely, very fast, but it feels very slow, and the clouds on the horizon slowly fall, the magnificent and bright sword qi is like a match from top to bottom, the entire Gongjiu is shrouded in sword light, the sword light flashes, and the person is dead.

"What a beautiful sword!" The arrogant Gong Jiu originally wanted to wait for Hua Manlou to make a sword before he did it, but he didn't expect that after Hua Manlou took out the sword, the whole person was taken away by the bright sword light, and he was still immersed in it until the sword died, and his cold and beautiful face showed a smile, blood came out of a thin slit in the middle of his forehead, and he fell straight to the ground and died.

More than a dozen people in the Water Pavilion were immersed in this wonderful sword that concealed the danger, and Gongsun Lan was also shocked by this sword.

"Pap, papa, papa" A round face, the top of the head is half-bald, with a very kind smile on his face, if it weren't for the excellent quality of the clothes he was wearing, he looked like a gardener and a kind little old man, but he clapped his hands and walked over slowly, and said with a smile: "What a beautiful flying fairy outside the sky!" suddenly woke up everyone, and the people in the water pavilion came back to their senses and had cold sweat on their faces.

"The Invisible Leader?" Hua Manlou asked.

The little old man said: "My surname is Wu, my name is Wu Ming, Koutian Wu, Sun and Moon Ming, you can also call me a little old man!" Gently bypassed the death on the ground Gong Jiu, as if a cockroach had died, and there was no afterglow in his eyes to Gong Jiu, and his eyes looked at Hua Manlou excitedly.

"I heard that you are proficient in the long-lost mastery of many sects, I want to meet you!" Hua Manlou said with a smile on his face to the little old man who had already walked in front of him, feeling that the little old man's cultivation had really entered the innate, and he had lost his majestic artistic conception with the meaning of being an emperor, no wonder he looked at these martial arts masters like dung. Hua Manlou estimated that Wu Ming had entered the acquired realm a long time ago, and it was difficult to have opponents in the rivers and lakes, and then he hid underground for a long time as an underground emperor, and invisibly cultivated this kind of imperial hegemony, and entered the innate with this artistic conception. But these artistic conceptions are cultivated unintentionally, the best way to practice this kind of imperial innate road is to be the emperor, if Wu Ming knew his own way should have been the emperor a long time ago, where would he be like him in the background as a black hand, there is no imperial grandeur at all, only ruthless domineering, lack of righteousness and light. Speaking of which, Wu Ming just lacks inheritance knowledge, no one has broken him, and he himself has not woken up, falling into the rolling red dust, ignorant and ignorant, it's a pity.

"The playboy is a guest from afar, willing to come to the island, the little old man I welcome it to the extreme, the peerless school can be seen at any time, come to the banquet, I want to drink three hundred cups with the playboy!" The little old man smiled again, the little old man also felt that Hua Manlou was a master of the same level as him, he was very happy, he had been lonely for many years without an opponent, and today he finally had a master of the same level to visit, no matter whether he was kind or malicious, he was very happy.

After the banquet, Hua Manlou once again asked to see the cheats, and the little old man agreed, and took him to visit the collection of the secret vault. "Turning Bones and Palms", "Finger Knife", "Mixed Yuan One Qigong", "Ruyi Orchid Hand", "Heavenly Remnant Thirteen Styles", "Drunken Lying Liuyun Seven Killers", "Big Mudra" Each of them is an earth-shattering mastery outside, but here it is placed together casually like garbage, and the little old man is also interested in evaluating the advantages and disadvantages of these martial arts, as if he is not afraid to spend a lot of buildings to probe his martial arts roots.

Three days later, in the early morning, the sun had not yet risen, the seaside was already bright, Hua Manlou and the little old man stood on the two reefs outside the island, and the only people watching were Gongsun Lan, and the little old man's subordinates did not dare to come to watch, and they were afraid of the little old man to the bones.

Hua Manlou held Gongsun Lan's two short swords and confronted the little old man. The little old man was empty-handed, did not hold any weapons, and was very conceited.

The sea breeze blew, the waves beat the reef under his feet, and suddenly the little old man moved, and the whole person suddenly appeared in front of Hua Manlou, smashing down Hua Manlou with both fists, the martial arts moves were plain, but they contained endless similar to the emperor's domineering, violent and ruthless. "Bell, bell" two crisp sounds, like a hammer smashed on the sword, the people in the flower building floated out like green smoke, and then like a butterfly, dancing around the little old man, the double sword fell to the little old man like a meteor. The momentum of the little old man's body was condensed into a golden bell like a substance, the golden bell cover, covering himself, and the swords that were full of flowers fell on it, like striking a big bell, and the grand sound shook the reef under his feet, and the stones flew around. After thirty-six swords, Jin Zhong broke, and the little old man suddenly disappeared under the range of Hua Manlou's double sword meteors, but instead circled around Hua Manlou, constantly using various martial arts in the martial arts in his hands, and the plain basic martial arts in his hands were the sharp blades in the hands of the emperor, killing Hua Manlou.

The two fought as fast as lightning, and their bodies kept changing on the reef, and after a thousand moves, they didn't see any fatigue, but they became more and more energetic, and the movement became bigger and bigger, directly sinking this reef deep into the seabed, and the two of them also fell to the bottom of the sea at the same time.

Gongsun Lan looked at the sea anxiously, very worried about Hua Manlou, the two of them were so high in martial arts, so powerful, and exquisite in their moves, that she was ashamed to die as the inheritor of Gongsun Sword Dance.

A whirlpool slowly appeared on the sea, and gradually the movement became bigger and bigger, the sea began to boil, "bang, bang" two people flew out of the boiling seawater, dripping with seawater, but the two did not use internal qi to dry their clothes, and continued to fight, the two began to climb upward, and flew to the sky with each other's strength, until they could not rise, and then slowly fell to the sea through the hand, without the help of anything, standing on the sea surface.

On the sea, the sun slowly revealed his red face, and the golden and warm sunlight sprinkled on the sea and shone on the two of them. Hua Manlou suddenly disappeared into the sea sun, the little old man's face changed greatly, he had lost the perception of Hua Manlou, a sword intent like breaking through the dawn of the night fixed the little old man, brilliant, majestic, and brilliant sword light combined with the rising sun on the sea, shot into the little old man's eyebrows, Hua Manlou did not know when he had stood in front of the little old man, and the sword in his right hand had pierced the little old man's forehead.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" asked the little old man with a shocking emotion in his eyes.

"Chaoyang Sword Sutra, Dawn, I created it myself!" Hua Manlou said.

"Good swordsmanship!" the little old man exclaimed, his breath quickly disappeared, his life had come to an end, and he died under this sword move.

The little old man died, but the martial arts cheats he collected were all cheap, Hua Manlou was packed and taken away, he didn't ask for the property, the rest of the invisible people are still alive, it is estimated that they will play a dog brain for these properties, and they can transfer most of the troubles, and they don't have the courage to avenge the little old man, and the people who really love the little old man don't, they all live under the fear of the little old man, and they become unfree.