As soon as the sky was dark, the sky showed a red glow, and the weather on the top of Tianyuan Mountain was freezing cold, and Tai Chu shivered. Today will be the first real competition in his life. Although he killed all the way, he used to be far more than his opponent, and it was better to say that it was a battle than a joke. Today is different, he is going to fight against the real Martial Ancestor. I was still a little nervous in my heart, in this vast continent, Martial Ancestor was also one of the few people, and those who could cultivate to this realm were not just geniuses who could describe it, they must have their own stories. Not only talent, background, exercises, luck, and scheming are all dragons and phoenixes among people. After a night of pranayama, the mood has not been calm.

He got up and went to the temple of the mountain. The mist in the mountains lingers, like a fairyland. No one has gone up the mountain yet, and the early morning in the mountains is so peaceful. It is estimated that it will be overcrowded in another half an hour. The tranquility of the night contrasts sharply with the hustle and bustle of the day. In the beginning, he preferred this night. I like the peace of the night, but I also like the simplicity of the night. He looked at the clouds and distant mountains, in a daze.

After all, a child does not have the tenacity of an adult. Helpless since childhood, his perception of life is blind, and he is afraid of people. Who knows what kind of journey and suffering he went through in his heart.

He was silent, he insisted, he wanted to resist alone, no matter how difficult it was, he would never give up, no matter how life or death, he would never be afraid, no matter what demons, monsters, ghosts, and ghosts, he could deal with easily.

But who knows how much he hates this? He prefers solitude to the prosperity of the world. His loneliness is deep-rooted, and his loneliness is unforgettable.

His optimism in life stems from his open-mindedness, but how much helplessness is contained in this open-mindedness. His heart is as soft as water, but he must make his heart as solid as a rock, he is compassionate, but he must let himself be fierce, he is quiet and introverted, but he must let himself be left and right.

He prefers the autumn breeze of falling leaves to the splendid spring flowers. Life makes him cold and ruthless, makes him decisive, makes him cautious, and makes the whole world he sees gray. He doesn't like this, he doesn't like his current self, he prefers the carefree self on the grass outside the family village, and he prefers the self who is always blank in his head and doesn't think about anything. Taichu said to himself: "Treat me without worry, from now on I will return to the mountain cliff, the green mountains and grasslands are my home, but the world is prosperous!" and then there was silence.

"A young man is supposed to be a man of the wind and snow, unbridled and frivolous, passionate and flamboyant! How can you be so misanthropic, negative and unenergetic at such a young age? If you give up on yourself, even your shadow wants to go away. "It was a girl who spoke, and her voice was as beautiful as a brass bell, which was exciting.

Taichu looked back and saw that the person who came turned out to be a son, and he knew that it was the girl in the women's version of men's clothing. Taichu didn't know that he had sunk into his own world, almost forgetting everything, and when the girl had arrived behind him, he had not noticed at all.

"Thank you sister for your advice!" Taichu grimaced, the haze in his heart was swept away, and he returned to the lively and cute Li Taichu who could laugh and not cry.

"Don't be confused, don't be trapped in love, don't be afraid of the future, don't think about the past! a master once enlightened me like this, but it's easy to say, who can do it?" said the girl, as if she was also lost in thought.

"My sister also has something on her mind?"

The girl pursed her lips and smiled, and even the mountain flowers bloomed together. "At a young age, do you know what it means to have a heart? Have a good martial arts competition, if you have any difficulties, come to Tianyuan Taoist Temple to find me, my name is Liu Qingqing!" After speaking, the girl ran towards the distant mountain with a white light, she didn't come to Gu Ying to pity herself so early, she came to practice, more than ten years like a day, never slack, it was this Tianyuan Mountain martial arts competition, she still insisted on her habits.

Leaning on the northwesternmost ring, Leng Wushuang stood on the stage, holding a well-made short gun in his hand. If this gun is among the people, it can be regarded as a family heirloom. But in this Supreme Championship, a martial ancestor is carrying a Jinggang gun, which inevitably makes people feel ridiculous. There must be at least one treasure weapon to be worthy of the identity of a martial ancestor.

There are three types of weapons in the martial arts, from low to high, they are mixed iron, jinggang, and treasure weapons.

Generally, soldiers and rangers use iron swords, which have a low cost, any weapon shop, blacksmith shop, and you can buy the best iron sword for two taels of silver.

The steel sword process is much more complicated, and the level of the sword caster has a high experience requirement, smelting, hammering, quenching, etc., so repeatedly I don't know how many times, it takes more than half a month to create a good steel sword, but this material is not rare, as long as you are willing to spend a few hundred taels of silver, you can buy the best steel gun, steel knife, steel sword.

This treasure is divided into four grades: lower, middle, upper, and extreme. The lower-grade treasure requires the master of the Martial Emperor level to use the True Yuan Gang Qi to urge the innate white fire smelting, the middle grade needs the Gang Qi of the Martial Zun realm, the upper grade needs the Gang Qi of the Martial Saint level, and the best product needs the True Yuan Gang Qi of the peak of the Martial Ancestor to urge the innate white fire to smelt the caster.

But it's not that you can cast treasures when you reach Emperor Wu, treasures need to find rare ores, the best treasures are made of Nine Heavens Dark Iron, the top grade treasures are made of black iron ore, the middle grade treasures are made of black iron ore, and the lower grade treasures are made of hematite ore.

The best treasure is a legend, it needs to be smelted with the Nine Heavens Iron, and the Nine Heavens Iron comes from the Nine Heavens, and it can't fall a piece in a hundred years. This is one of the reasons why the best treasures are so rare.

What's more important is that not every martial artist can cast the art, the casting technique requires special exercises, many years of experience, few martial arts practitioners to learn the casting technique, the experience is all on the casting, naturally there is not much experience in the practice, then the practice is difficult to advance. It is precisely because of these harsh conditions that the treasure is extremely rare. It's just that you luckily picked up a piece of Nine Heavens Dark Iron, and now the entire rivers and lakes have reached the realm of Martial Ancestors, and there is no one who can also cast weapons, that is to say, no one can create the best treasure. It shows how precious a superb treasure is.

On the opposite side of the primordial stood a man, eighty or ninety years old, dressed in a black robe, embroidered with fire, burly, with a white beard. This person Taichu knew, in the Wuzu monuments, he was almost slapped to death by Taichu's palm, he is the head of the Fire Palace, the first major sect of the Fire Country, Lieyang, the Wuzu double realm.

Lie Yang naturally didn't know Leng Wushuang, and in the entire rivers and lakes, except for Li Taichu, no one knew Leng Wushuang. A thin old man in his eighties, not tall, with a white beard, and a gray robe. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a master, especially his 30 million combat power, but he has never appeared on the rivers and lakes, he is dressed in rustic clothes, and the worst thing is that he actually holds a stainless steel gun in his hand that can be cast by any blacksmith shop. Lie Yang spoke first: "I really don't know how you tested 30 million combat power, the combat power testing equipment of the conference is getting worse and worse!"

It is not unreasonable for him to say this, Lieyang's nine million combat power ranks sixth, this is just the result of the test instrument, after the free challenge, his ranking does not know where to fall, so he does not look down on Leng Wushuang in his heart, he is still very confident in his martial arts, the test results of the ranking competition can only represent the level of cultivation, a good martial art can kill people across levels, defeat the strong with the weak, and Lieyang's proud thunder hand is famous all over the world.

Leng Wushuang said without expression: "Then I bother you to do it as soon as possible, I'm in a hurry!"

Lie Yang laughed and said, "Are you going to rush to death?" Although this Fire Hall is far from the Twelve Palaces, it has a close relationship with the Fire Country, and has always been flying and domineering with the financial support of the Fire Country, and has never known that there is room for it.

Leng Wushuang was neither angry nor annoyed, and said slowly: "I want to finish these ten games today!" Although this was said plainly, it was very arrogant, and the onlookers in the audience were in an uproar. This Lieyang still has quite a lot of fans, and the people who come to the No. 1 stand are all for Lieyang.

"Dead old man, don't brag, you can go home after this fight!" "No, he won't be able to go home after this fight!" "Hurry up and admit defeat, so as not to suffer!"

"If you don't know what is dead or alive, just take me and try it!" As he spoke, the flames on Lie Yang's palm rose and slapped towards Leng Wu's double-sided door. He was merciless in this palm, and his shot was to take people's lives.

Tai Chu didn't have a good impression of him, but he didn't want to hurt anyone, and more importantly, he didn't want to win with the advantage of Yuan Li, but also wanted to gain more experience through actual combat, so as to test his lack of martial arts and marksmanship. Today he wants to pick the Five Kingdoms and Twelve Palaces! I don't know how many people will laugh to death when he says this, even the martial arts supreme soft Qingqing does not dare to say that he can single-handedly challenge the Five Kingdoms and Twelve Palaces.

Tai Chu chose to be on the defensive, and swung the whirlwind gun of the twelve shots of the ghost shooting. Holding the root of the handle of the gun in his right hand, the tip of the gun draws a circle the size of a watermelon, facing the fiery palm.

Lie Yang only felt that the shot did not touch the palm of his hand, but there was a force that carried his palm away, until the strength was exhausted, and the palm hit Leng Wushuang's right side, which was still half a meter away from his body. Lie Yang was shocked in his heart, hurriedly attacked left and right, and hit more than ten palms successively, the result was the same, the palms were deviated, a feeling of being powerless, and making people feel aggrieved.

Lie Yang roared angrily: "Isn't blind defense the end of defeat? I see how long you can last with this move!" He said this, but his heart was empty, you must know that every move of his is with martial arts, martial arts must consume vitality, the stronger the martial arts, the more vitality is consumed, and the opponent's marksmanship seems to rely entirely on the steel gun to stir the air to deviate from his own attack direction, and it seems that he does not consume any skill at all.

The audience was also aggrieved when they watched it, and began to coax again: "Dead old man, if you don't dare to fight, you will go off the stage, what kind of laipi style play method is used! Shake the gun flower? Are you here to show off your performance?"

Leng Wushuang said: "Haha, okay, take my trick and try it!" Before the words fell, he held the gun with both hands, the head of the gun danced, and countless gun shadows appeared, which was the phantom Sen Luo who was shot by the ghost. This move is the evolution of Tianluo's thousand-handed Senluo, and countless spear shadows stabbed at each other, and it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Seeing Leng Wushuang attack, Lie Yang lost the pressure, and immediately felt a hundred times more energetic, and the victory was in his hands: "You actually attacked Martial Ancestor with a broken steel spear!" "Martial Ancestor is an incorruptible body of King Kong, unless there is that superb treasure weapon, it is impossible to break through Martial Ancestor's defense, even if it is a superb treasure weapon, it is extremely difficult to break through Martial Ancestor's Gang Qi defense, and it requires strong martial arts cooperation.

Lie Yang stretched out his palm and grabbed Leng Wushuang's steel spear directly, Wu Zu has the power to open mountains and crack the ground, the steel gun is in Wu Zu's hand, and there is no difference between that noodle.

The palm of his hand was still half a foot away from the steel gun, and he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly withdrew his palm, but it was too late, and with a scream, the palm was already blurred with flesh and blood: "Shadowless Sword! What do you have to do with Zhong Buregret?"

Tai Chu's shot turned out to be a fusion of the shadowless sword qi that Zhong Buregret had taught him, how could he not know that the Gang Gun was not lethal to Martial Ancestor. Of course, his shadowless sword can't reach the realm where every grass and tree is a sword, but when used with this gun, it is a sharp killing, and the result is twice the result with half the effort.

Drops of blood fell to the ground, sweat broke out on Lieyang's painful head, and his hands trembled. He twitched a steel knife from behind the quilt, which was the ultimate treasure he had obtained from the ancient ruins of the Martial Ancestors.

Lie Yang took out a superb treasure steel knife, the cold cold light, the blue blade, the audience was full of exclamations. "This Lie Yang is really a good chance, and he actually got a superb treasure knife!" Leng Wushuang's ubiquitous Jinggang spear looked a lot shabby.

"I can't imagine that your marksmanship is so good, then try my treasure knife Cold Moon!" Lie Yang's treasure knife is engraved with the word Cold Moon, the name of the knife is Cold Moon, and it can emit a cold cold air under the moon, and the blade is frosty. A Dual Martial Ancestor must be a person with a firm heart, and he was also ecstatic when he got the Cold Moon Sword.

"My friend just lacks a weapon to take advantage of, this knife is really good, let's make a bet, I will make your treasure knife fall to the ground with one move, and the Cold Moon Knife will belong to me, if one move fails to shoot down your Cold Moon Knife, then even if I lose!"

"Arrogant, I want to see what you are capable of! Make a move!"

Leng Wushuang raised the short spear to split Huashan with force, and the shadow of the gun overlapped, one after another, it was the wave gun that the ghost shot was shooting.

Lie Yang said secretly, no matter how powerful you are, you are just a steel spear, watch me cut off your steel spear with a treasure knife! He sword horizontally, the blade facing upward, facing Leng Wushuang's steel spear. A heavy force pressed on it, like a huge wave of sea water one after another, and in an instant, I don't know how many overlaps, and with a bang, the treasure knife fell to the ground. The result made him disappointed, frightened, and incredulous, and Lieyang's mouth cracked, and blood dripped from his left hand.

Tai Chu took two steps back and stood still, and when he looked at his steel spear, he couldn't help but exclaim, the gap in the road that was actually cut on the steel spear, if there was no protection of the shadowless sword qi, the steel knife would have broken in one fell swoop. He also obtained a superb treasure steel knife in the Martial Ancestor's secret treasure, but unfortunately it was smashed by the Qilin Holy Beast, and now that I think about it, it is really a pity. I knew that if I took another one, I really didn't know the goods! It's a pity that he didn't want to take it, and the other sword was too easy to take.

Na Lieyang was willing to stop there, he would rather lose his life than lose the knife, he quickly pounced on the treasure knife, ready to pick it up. Taichu stabbed out, that Lieyang retreated, but the gun as if it would grow, followed by the stab, and was about to be stabbed, he had to retreat again, but he could avoid this shot, but when he looked down, he had already reached the outside of the ring! This battle Lieyang fought a nest, but he also had to admit that the opponent's marksmanship was really amazing, not only lost the game, lost face, but even lost his beloved sword. A cold light flashed in the eyes of Lieyang in the audience, planting the seeds of hatred.