The people in the valley, at least three or five years, at most decades, they have not seen the outside world for a long time.

All the people reacted, they were eager to return to the outside world, and as for what Tianliu fist intent, they didn't know where to throw it away.

Almost at the same time, all the disciples in the sect flocked to that avenue to heaven, where there was no endless fist to practice, and there was no valley that was boring year after year, where there was a home they thought about day and night.

Just as they were about to rush into the passage, the robes behind Sect Master Ji Henian set off a huge force, directly lifting all the Wentianliu disciples who rushed up.

Ji Henian stood alone at the pass, and said to Qi Tianlang, who was already lying on the sand outside: "Everyone says that the valley of Tianliu is a hell on earth, but in fact, the real hell is just the opposite, it is the mortal world outside, Qi Tian, I have already hidden all the fist styles of Wentianliu into the depths of your spiritual consciousness in your body, as long as you practice diligently, your fist intent will naturally follow the fist momentum."

The ugly world is a boxer, the best grinding boxing stone, I hope you cherish yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Ji Henian pulled out a pair of hands from his long sleeves, those hands were slender and soft, not at all like the hands of a sect master who asked Tianliu, his right fist was clenched, and as soon as his fingers were disturbed, a powerful fist intent enveloped the entire valley.

He took a step back, found a spot on the ground, and before he could see it all, he slammed his fist into the ground.

There was a roar below the valley, followed by a huge crack along the edge of the valley throughout the ground.

Then there was a scene that made everyone panic.

The whole valley began to sink at a rapid rate, and the two mountains were constantly being pulled towards the middle due to the depression in the ground.

Qi Tian was not far away, and witnessed this scene with his own eyes, screaming and crying were chaotic, but Ji Henian looked calm, and Qi Tian could only watch the entire Wentian Liu Lian slowly sink into the ground with the building.

Soon even the highest stone building in the Tianliu Valley was completely out of sight, the original overcrowded valley had become a pitch-black hole at this time, and the mountains on both sides were still slowly sliding towards the big hole, the two mountains were pulled almost at the same time, and when they reached the middle of the black hole, between heaven and earth, there was a loud noise: "Bang!"

The two mountains, which had been regarded as a nightmare by the disciples of the Tianliu Sect, collided fiercely together, killing each other, and finally shattered their bones and turned into countless small stones, filling the pitch-black hole tightly.

Qi Tian was only puzzled at this time, he didn't understand why the sect leader Ji Henian wanted to sink the entire sect into the ground together, and when he went back to breathe, he desperately ran to the location where the original valley was, but there was only a small mountain bag left, and under the mountain bag were buried countless of their junior brothers, as well as the sect leader Ji Henian who didn't have time to say thank you.

Qi Tian only now understands why the sect master has not decided to recruit new disciples, because the non-existent sect cannot recruit disciples at all, and he also understands why the sect master wants to be willing to tell himself the secret of the blood and flesh armor, because now the last disciple in the whole world to ask Tianliu is just himself.

As for why Ji Henian sank the entire valley, maybe only the mountain wind here knows, but after the valley sank into the ground, the last mountain wind also disappeared.

Qi Tian left alone, the sun was in full bloom, but he was cold, although he didn't have much friendship with everyone in the valley, but he lost so many acquaintances in an instant, he was only twenty years old, and he already deeply understood what it meant to take every step of the way, and his eyes were full of the taste of a bleak road.

Soon the news that the whole sect of asking Tianliu disappeared without a trace spread all over the rivers and lakes, some people said that the whole sect of asking Tianliu moved, some people said that asking Tianliu and the enemy fought in the valley, destroyed the valley, and finally stabbed the enemy, and went away in style, and now it has been established elsewhere, and some people spread it more mysteriously, saying that the whole sect of asking Tianliu has ascended to the immortal in the holy land, and will no longer descend to the mortal dust.

There are all kinds of legends, all kinds of things, but no one will feel that the whole sect of Wentianliu has sunk into the ground, and the status of Wentianliu in the rivers and lakes has always been a mysterious and unfathomable feeling, because the disciples who appeared on the rivers and lakes before in the Tianliu Sect are all overlords for a while, and their fists are strong and unmatched.

At this time, on the post road, a twenty-year-old young man was carrying two bags on his back, mixed with mud marks, as if he had traveled a long way, his face was radiant, there was no trace of fatigue, and there was some helplessness and confusion in his eyes.

It was Qi Tian.

Qi Tian was an orphan, before entering the valley, he did not have a single relative, after leaving the valley, he thought of his twelve brothers before him, he once made a small note of their residence, so he simply packed up the road and went to visit them one by one.

At this time, although it has been a month, their twelve brothers, after leaving Wentianliu, have been favored by many sects because of their extraordinary martial arts in Wentianliu, and the twelve brothers are also happy to switch to other sects.

When Qi Tian found them, he didn't tell them the truth about the disappearance of Tianliu, but he was afraid that spreading it would have an impact on Ji Henian's reputation, after all, he didn't find out the real reason why Ji Henian's last punch sank the valley.

At this time, Qi Tian had already finished visiting his twelve brothers, they are now distributed in the famous mountains and rivers all over the martial arts, Qi Tian every time he wants to visit a brother, he has to walk on a journey of ten days and half a month, although it is a long journey, but the time to stay in each brother is at most a day or two, because the twelve of them are now all the key training objects of various sects, either to learn flying training equipment, or to go to other places to practice, Qi Tian is also embarrassed to disturb a lot, basically see each other, and leave.

Seeing that the twelve of them were doing well, Qi Tian's heart was also filled with a sense of satisfaction, because at least it proved that it was not wrong to send them twelve out of the valley at the beginning, and now in his opinion.

It's just that when everyone is busy, only he is a little idle.

All the fist styles that Ji Henian hid in the depths of his spiritual will have been practiced well, but he didn't dare to use them lightly with his flesh and blood.

There is a body of force, but it is useless, he suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he followed an old beggar to ask for food, and often listened to the old beggar talk about those chivalrous things in the rivers and lakes, but it was a pity that the old beggar died of illness not long after, but those stories have always been rooted in his heart, whenever he is hungry and sick, he will take those things that are not much, and the incomplete story, take out and slowly review, although the story is incomplete, but most of them are a passing hero, drive away those street bullying beggars, and then save a hungry and sick child like him。

The story of childhood can always have the most far-reaching impact on people.

Qi Tian decided to learn to be a hero.

He kept inquiring about all kinds of wicked people and evil things, at first they were just some thieves who killed people in the market for money, and then they were already groups of bandits, and under Qi Tian's fist, they all paid with their lives for their evil deeds.

In the end, some bitter masters who heard of his chivalrous name came to him one after another and told him one grievance after another.

The people who oppressed them were not Jiangyang thieves or wild volcanic thieves, but some famous sect leaders in the rivers and lakes.

Although Qi Tian had the heart to help them get angry, he was suffering from this kind of thing, and it was difficult to distinguish between right and wrong in the rivers and lakes, and he would be polluted by those sect leaders.

openly finding their sect can only turn into the end of one person challenging the entire sect.

Qi Tian, who was not very rich in life experience, suddenly thought of a word that Ji Henian finally taught him: Excited!

Spread contemptuous and sarcastic words to provoke their anger, get them to find themselves, and give themselves a chance to fight these one-on-one.

His first object was the knife handle of the White Blade Society: Zhang Hun.

He tried his best to pretend to be a pompous kid who had just come out of the rivers and lakes and had no cultivation.

In the jurisdiction of the White Blade Society, he ridiculed the knife handle of the White Blade Society everywhere, and soon Zhang Hun took the bait, Zhang Hun inspected Qi Tian for a few days in advance, and found that he drank and bragged during the day, and stayed in a broken temple at night, and he was also poor and didn't even have lice, so he decided that he was just a gangster who wanted to borrow his reputation as a White Blade Society and give himself some wine money on credit.

For this kind of gangster, Zhang Hun is the most handy to deal with, he still remembers that he had killed such a gangster before, and privately agreed with the gangster that as long as he accompanies Zhang Hun to act in a play, a scene of one-on-one fake fighting, Zhang Hun will give him ten thousand taels of gold, let him go away, happy and happy, Zhang Hun gave a very tempting sweetness, and it is also a fake fight, it is estimated that the skin will not be broken, and the gangster agreed.

When he actually got into the ring, Zhang Hun took out the gold and said to Xiao Hun that in order to make the play more realistic, he had to sign a life and death certificate.

At the beginning of the life-and-death confrontation, the two of them shook back and forth a few tricks, thinking about the gold, the thugs almost laughed, and at this moment Zhang Hun was looking for an opportunity, at an angle that no one paid attention to, the strength of his hand soared, hitting the thug's death hole, and the thug immediately fell to the ground and died.

Zhang Hun took out the life and death situation again, and the cheers from the audience were higher and higher, such a little gangster not only allowed himself to maintain the reputation of the White Blade Society, but also made his name float farther away in this river and lake, why not.

After the thugs died, Zhang Hun asked people to cover the pile of gold with a red cloth, like this thugs don't know how many times they have died, but none of the piles of gold he loves have changed.

People die for money, birds die for food, there are countless birds that die under his hands Zhang Hun, but other bait has never wasted a grain, he is very satisfied, this is a sense of accomplishment for him, with his force, such a little gangster is not an opponent for a hundred, but he still likes such a trick, and he never gets tired of it.