The confrontation in a moment can only be described as devastating.

Looking at Nan Fansheng standing in the ruins and being peerless and independent, the twin bosses had mixed feelings.

was originally a figure of the same era, thinking that Nan Fansheng still looked up to the two brothers back then, in order to seek a useful kung fu, he looked at the door, cleaned the toilet, washed dishes and laundry, saddled up before and after the horse, and was instructed by others like a servant to be a follower, this is Nan Fansheng when he was young.

In middle age, twin brothers, green shirts, Jiang Tiansheng, the leader of the Ancestral State Martial Arts League, Cui Deyuan, the leader of the Haizhou League, and many masters have already become famous, and their heads are grandiose, while Nan Fansheng is still unknown, just walking the streets and alleys, wandering around, visiting talented people in various states, wearing the worst clothes, living without a fixed place, and achieving nothing.

If people are happy, they will point you out, and if people are not happy, they will directly pick up people, and you are not a celebrity.

And in his later years, others have long been the leaders of the martial arts alliance, fighting invincible opponents all over a state, and being looked up to by martial arts people in a state, but Nan Fansheng has just made his mark.

Nan Fansheng, who traveled all over Qianzhou, finally accumulated a lot of money, rose once, and his achievements were frequently spread, but in the eyes of Jiang Tiansheng and others, who stood at the top of a state, these reputations were just waiting for leisure, and they were just getting into the eye.

Decades have passed in a blink of an eye, everyone is old, the eyebrows and beards are white, old and faint, and it is difficult to grow in kung fu again.

I can only find good disciples, and I work hard every day to cultivate disciples who can inherit the mantle.

And Nan Fansheng, who knelt in the snow for three days and three nights without a master's harvest, is now a shocking person, but he is becoming more and more uncontrollable, brave and diligent, and regards the top masters of the cult as pigs and dogs, and his achievements are extremely high, beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Let's go back, Sanzhou Taishou ascends to heaven, the people below will definitely be ready to move, and those who practice martial arts should be for the country and the people, suppress the mountains and rivers, stabilize the situation, and seek the well-being of the people!" Nan Fansheng turned his back to the twin bosses, with a straight body, fluttering corners, and fairy wind bones, which made people intoxicated, thinking that they were immortals, and made people happy and convinced.

"Yes!" The twin boss replied respectfully, bowed to Nan Fansheng with his fists, if he saw the elder, the courtesy could not be abolished, and turned around to find the second brother,

Nan Fansheng glanced back at the Taishou Mansion that had become a place of death, sighed, and patted the four cult masters with his hand before leaving.

Zhang Wu was resisted on his shoulders for a long time before he came back to his senses, looking at the surrounding scenes, barren mountains and mountains, where is the master?

Li He didn't speak, he just ran away like crazy, if Nan Fansheng was not an opponent, the two of them would also deliver food when they went back, and the coldness in their hearts made Li He make the judgment that was most beneficial to the status quo.

"Senior brother, don't run away, the master is here!" Zhang Wu looked at a smoke-like figure behind him approaching quickly, like a ghost in the dark night, but the familiar description made him know that this was Nan Fansheng.

Li He stopped, looked back, felt at ease, and instantly sweated profusely.

Carrying Zhang Wu to run wildly, so that the temperature in his body rises sharply, he can lock the pores of his whole body, so that sweat and essence will not leak, but strenuous exercise will burn himself to death, and now that Nan Fan is back, he finally can't bear it, he will be discharged in one breath, his physical strength will decline, and it will take a long time to raise it back.

"Master, are you alright?"

"It's just a local chicken and a dog, and I don't look at who your master is, it's all trivial!" Nan Fansheng made a rare joke, his beard shrugged and shrugged, amiable, but it could make Zhang Wu and Li He feel at ease.

"What should we do next?" the three of them walked on the way back to Xizhou, and Zhang Wu asked out of curiosity.

"The other three states can't be counted on, they are too guarded to die, it is inevitable that the people below will fight for power and profit, they are too busy to take care of themselves, how can they have the energy to take care of foreign affairs, it is all up to us, this is also an opportunity for the two of you, go to the battlefield to sharpen yourself, there are great benefits!"

Nan Fansheng has great wisdom and can see that Xizhou has not been able to catch the cult alone, but he has to go up, he is not a politician, but a person who practices martial arts, and he should help the world at the same time.

The people of Jinzhou are suffering and must be saved, although they are destined to fight hard, Xizhou will suffer heavy losses, but they have to be hard, some things are known to be unhappy or they still have to go, just for the little light in their hearts!

Zhang Wu nodded, glanced at Li He, the two brothers were mentally prepared, they were bound to charge into battle, and they couldn't weaken their master's name.

Far away in more than a dozen states, the famous tourist attraction Ziyi Mountain does not know when it will be closed, and tourists stop, only people wearing purple robes and lama hats can enter.

The entire Ziyi Mountain is heavily guarded, the palace is heavy, it used to be a Buddhist hall, but now it has been transformed into an offering hall, and the high-ranking members of the cult live here, are supported by the believers, preach the scriptures every day, preach the way of immortality, bewitch the believers, and brainwash them.

The purple cloth mountain, which is full of cultists, ordinary people will stay away, but today a strange person came, who did not live or die at the foot of the mountain, and said that he came to listen to the road of immortality and wanted to admire the demeanor of the holy religion.

This purple cloth mountain is a gathering place for the high-level of the cult, and those who can go up are all people with positions, and ordinary believers are not allowed to go up the mountain without being summoned, and those who violate it will have their fingers cut off, and even the believers who are guarding the door at the foot of the mountain will not be able to go up.

This strange man is in his forties, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes can't hide the passage of time, he is one meter nine tall, his body is as tall as a mountain, his temperament is resolute, like a fierce man, but his eyebrows are delicate, his skin is delicate, and his eyes will glow like a light bulb, but he gives people a very lively feeling.

Just like an eighteen-year-old boy, active, brittle, vibrant, and idle, this situation is strange in a forty-year-old person, a combination of contradictions.

After talking for a long time, the strange man still did not leave, and the cultist who guarded the gate got angry and beckoned inside, and in an instant, seven or eight people rushed out and surrounded the strange man, wanting to teach him a lesson.

Cults are not all vicious people who kill people at the slightest disagreement, and that is the work of people with mental disorders and brain problems.

And this strange man has no heart and no lungs, standing there like a fool, his eyes do not look at everyone, he looks at the palace on the top of the hill and laughs non-stop, if it were not for his kind face, it would definitely be creepy.

Everyone looked at each other and wanted to forcibly drag the strange man away, but there was a strange scene.

Whoever gets close to him falls, for no reason, you go to grab his arm, you can't hold it, you don't know why you fall, you go to slap his head, and before you touch someone, it's like an electric shock, "oops" A scream, making you incapacitated and unable to stand up.

The evil sect is very evil, and in the blink of an eye, there are cultists lying all over the ground, cramping on the ground, scratching his heart with a hundred claws, and he doesn't know which tendon in his body is wrong, anyway, it is uncomfortable.

This strange man doesn't look at it, go up the mountain gate, no matter if you are a master of dark energy, whether it is a transformation realm, or a person with a weapon, as long as you meet this strange person, you can't fight or fight, touch him is a moment, and you can't afford to keep you.

All the way up the mountain, the one who touched the path fell down, and when he arrived at the back, he was frightened, and seven or eight masters of the transformation realm went up together, this strange man still smiled, and calmly dealt with it unexpectedly, stretched forward and kicked back, and the attackers were all lying on the ground, invincible!

Finally, I came to the outside of the palace group on the top of the mountain, which used to worship the Buddha, but now it has been changed beyond recognition, looking like a Buddha, but showing an angry body, one side and four arms, very strange.

There have long been many high-level cult leaders waiting here, and each of them is a rare master, with a profound background, and even Huangzhou, where Ziyi Mountain is located, does not dare to care about them, which shows its majesty.

One of the cultists, who was wide and fat, resembled Maitreya Buddha, stood in front of everyone, and his voice was loud enough, and his voice was so loud that his voice was dusty, flowers and plants shook, and his lung capacity was terrifying.

"Recruit the army of Tangshan, come to worship the mountain!" The voice was flat and unwavering, not sharp, but it could be heard for several miles, directly pressing down the dust, making the roar no longer majestic, and making everyone change their faces.

The cultists glanced at each other and rushed towards Tangshan in unison, each resorting to killing moves, picking out their noses, gouging out their eyes, kicking their crotches, shoveling their feet, and punching the door without sparing any hand.

The six Danjin masters, sweeping a state like a bag to take things, but they were stared at by Tangshan's eyes, the lantern-like eyes emitted divine light, looking at one person, one person fell to the ground, looked at three people, all fell to the ground, and the rest of the souls were all rising, turning around and fleeing!

This is the legendary "Avenue of the Heart!"

But listening to Tang Shan's smile, the voice was like in his ears, and the Danjin master who ran out of 100 meters in the blink of an eye only felt his body stiffen, and there was a breath behind him, almost at the same time as the sound reached his ears.

The spine was pointed, which made his qi and blood coagulate, and he involuntarily turned his head slowly, looked at Tang Shan behind him with a frightened face, and said: "Five hundred dollars!"

Killed!

The remaining two escaped faster, and even one of them stimulated the acupoint, and the speed rose sharply, like electricity shuttling, and the afterimages continued, but they still couldn't escape the laughter in their ears.

Hehe, Tangshan is behind him, and any resistance is futile.

The six Danjin masters, who were defeated by Tang Shan's smile at a glance, were not opponents of the same level at all.

And the rest of the onlookers, after the Danjin master fell to the ground, scattered early.

Wander to the deepest palace, it is empty, can subdue so many Danjin masters, the boss of the cult is by no means an ordinary person, but at this moment, he left everything, even the old nest is gone, sacrificing his subordinates to block Tangshan, looking at the wind and fleeing.

"It's very bright!"

Talking to himself, Tangshan jumped into the distance, looked in the direction of Xizhou, and stared for a long time.

"Nan Fansheng, I haven't seen you for many years, I don't know how good you are, you live in a corner, even if you become the leader of the martial arts alliance, a person may be higher than his contemporaries because of his talent and diligence, but it will definitely not be much higher, there is not even a person who can do it with you, I don't know what realm you have reached now!"

A fire burned Ziyi Mountain clean, and the fire was not extinguished for three days and three nights, shocking all the cultists, and Tangshan was long gone!

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