Liu Laishen and Jiang Wushi flew out of the house, and neither of them was Nan Fansheng's enemy, they were beaten hard and thrown out of the yard like straw.

is also a character who will become a god, the gap is so huge, it has abused the two ancestors out of the shadows, so they have to go home to restrain the doormen, and dare not quarrel again, they really can't bear Nan Fansheng's ferocity and arrogance.

In three days, Zhang Wu still did not arrive in Cangzhou, and many ancestors of the Great Clans and Great Sects did not come, but the World Martial Arts Conference was held normally.

The cold wind is biting, the vast wilderness, the heavy snow a few days ago made the temperature drop sharply, and the vast Cangzhou city is an endless wasteland, the dry grass is rolling, and the wind and sand are cold.

The wasteland looks like it has been hit by a meteorite, with a depression in the middle, and the terrain on both sides is getting higher and higher, like a huge gladiatorial arena, and no matter where you stand, you can see the battle at the bottom.

On this day, warriors from all over the world gathered in the wasteland, these people exuded an aura of non-anger and self-authority, making it difficult for people to get close, and ordinary people would be confused at a glance, such as being stared at by a lion, and their hearts were terrifying.

They are all kinds of characters, black boxing kings, masters of special combat camps, sons of boxing families, killers, monks, Taoist priests, martial artists of the rivers and lakes, and the disciples of the wealthy families of the Han family, all kinds of people, including the martial arts class of Taiyuan.

But they can only stand.

At the bottom of the wasteland, there was a makeshift platform, with a fierce banner waving in the wind, and it was full of seats, five hundred.

Moreover, the more you get to the middle of the platform, the more luxurious the seat is, and the higher the position, indicating that the higher the ranking, the world's masters will compete for hegemony.

In the center, there is the throne of the tiger in the dragon plate built by the emperor jade, which is rumored to be a relic in the prehistoric cave and blessed land, the throne of the Yellow Emperor in ancient times.

Looking at such an arrangement, everyone understands that the masters of the world are about to be ranked in the end.

The wilderness is endless, the crowds are rolling, it is hard to imagine, except for this wilderness, there is a venue that can accommodate millions of people to watch together, from a distance, the mountains are full of dense black shadows, and it is impossible to see how many people come.

Taiyuan warriors, after thousands of years of development, are unprecedented.

But there are too many people, the order is really impossible to maintain, there is bloodshed before the conference starts, in order to stand taller, watch the masters fight closer, and comprehend the demeanor of peerless figures, many people fight for a stand, disagree, and fight.

With so many people gathering, how complicated the situation will be, how many powerful people are hidden in the crowd, they are crowded together, no one can predict what kind of violent clashes will arise, it is very likely that before the assembly has even begun, there will be a riot.

Many people want to see Shang Tiange's jokes, he has been sitting in the first position in the world for too long, and he is jealous.

After fifty years of seclusion, he did not show his face, and a generation of new people replaced the old, and his majesty was gradually forgotten.

Your time has passed, this is our time, the waves are sweeping the sand, and future generations cannot appreciate the glory of the ancestors of the warriors.

"Someone has been killed here!" screams erupted in the crowd, and the black boxer king was cold and inhumane, and when he met the provocateur, he was killed with one punch.

There are many enemies who have not been seen for many years, who deceived their teachers and destroyed their ancestors, fled to the world, and met their senior brothers here, and they did it without saying a word, causing harm to the innocent.

Such a scene is like a strange ripple in the calm sea, which cannot be seen clearly, but gradually from small to large, setting off chaos.

At this time, someone is standing on a high platform, his body is ancient, his face is not clear, just like the TV station has no program, the screen is full of garbled codes, and he can only see his upper body like a lion, with big ears and shoulders, wide and long body, etc., with both hands over his knees.

"Xingyi, Bagua, Taijimen people, monks, Taoists, maintain order on the scene, and those who make trouble, there is no mercy!" This voice is pervasive, millions of people can hear it clearly, even if they are deaf, they can hear it, such as the heart seal method of Buddhism, heart to heart, straight into the hearts of the people.

The three major martial arts schools that dominate the world, once they join forces, have the power to subvert the country.

In addition, the two major religions that run through ancient and modern times, deter Buddhism and Taoism, and unite to suppress heaven and earth.

The heavens and the earth suddenly quieted, the mountains and rivers were silent, there was only a sense of slaughter, and the bleak atmosphere was permeated.

In the south, east, west, and northwest, many immortals suddenly rushed out, there were hundreds, each with a strong breath, and their breath was wrapped in the wind, like a streamer, rushing out to the noisy place in the crowd just now.

There were thousands of martial arts alliance leaders who seemed to be stimulated by emotion, and they burst into tears, as if they were responding, and their voices were connected, resounding through the sky, shaking the mountains and rivers.

The originally biting cold wind, the bleak sky, suddenly swelled up with dark clouds, like ancient gods and demons calling for wind and rain.

"Drink, drink!" The voices are connected, and the celestial and human senses induce them, causing changes in the celestial phenomena, changing the feng shui magnetic field, summoning clouds and stirring up the wind and clouds.

The black clouds overwhelm the city and make people feel depressed, the sky and the earth are even more vast, and the echo of the whining is like the sky is crying, and the ghosts are crying and howling, echoing in the valley. "Boom", this time, the Yunbai Mountain, which directly suppressed millions of people, and even hid in the crowd, changed color.

These thousands of martial arts alliance leaders represent the country, the orthodoxy, and the general trend of the world, and in the face of their impact, that is, in the face of the hearts of the people in the world, they can play with ghosts and gods and rewrite history only in an instant.

Even if the gods come, you can kill people, but you can't punish your heart, without the support of these people, the Son of Heaven will not be stable.

The sky is not high, but the heart is the highest!

At this moment, countless people were in a state of turmoil, such a powerful abyss, such a great country.

suppressed the chaos, and the pervasive voice on the stage rose again: "Please come to the door from all walks of life." ”

The gate of Cangzhou City was wide open, and the first to walk out of three teams of people side by side, carrying the banner in the wind.

This is the three major schools of people, Xingyi Gate, Bagua Gate, Taiji Gate, all of them are silent, expressionless, come to the front of the high platform, divided into three teams, occupy the middle position.

"Look, is that the one who carries the flag the Yunpan Ancestor who lives in seclusion?

"That's the old urchin of Fuyu Mountain, it's rumored that his Tai Chi health skills are the purest boxing skills, don't teach the way to fight, only practice qi and self-cultivation, I heard that you can rejuvenate and rejuvenate, peeking into the way of immortality. ”

"Who is that old man with the banner of the Anti-Form? Why haven't I seen it?"

Nan Fansheng rose too fast, although he is famous all over the world, he is not afraid of the banner of the powerful, and he carries the handle of the Xingyi Gate, but there are few people who really know him.

"That's Nan Fansheng, a peerless assassin, a generation of murderers!"

"Hmm, I don't look like it, isn't it just a bearded old man? ”

"You know how to ask, people should not be disrespectful!"

Then there are Tong Bei Boxing, Hung Boxing, White Crane Boxing, Wing Chun Boxing, Eagle Claw Gong, Baji Boxing...... All kinds of schools are the ancestors-level figures who resist the banner, Dong Baiape, the chief helmsman of Hongmen, Cui Baihe, and the female Bodhisattva.

There are too many boxing types in Taiyuan, from the city gate, to the back, even the boxing that has not been heard of has come out, their team has a hippie smile, the quality is low, the number of people is not enough, there is still a place to go.

Every type of boxing, no matter how many people there are, whether they are powerful or not, is a painstaking effort, a kind of inheritance, and martial artists should respect them, which shows that everyone is equal.

It's just that the last person who came out stunned everyone.

This is a very old bald man, his team is only himself, there is no one behind him, and the banner reads "Hieroglyphagi".

"Brother, have you heard of this boxing technique?"

"No, this bald man is old, can't he make up a set of punches by himself and come over to join in the fun?"

At this time, some people were not used to it: "Lonely and unheard, this bald man is the Zhenshan character of Batai Mountain Push Pillow Zen Master, Zen Buddhism, the super master of the sun and the moon, people's pictograms, is a truly expensive boxing technique, can make people practice extravagance, change personal temperament, and even the trajectory of fate, it takes a great opportunity to learn." ”

The two were dumbfounded when they heard it, and there was such a punch?

"Thank you brother for your advice, I don't know the name of Gao?"

"Nobody, Tang Yuanyang. ”

"Disrespectful, disrespectful. Although I really haven't heard of Tang Yuanyang's name, the two of them are still very polite, because people's eyesight and insight are not at all ordinary people can have, especially knowing that the pillow is a master of the sun and the moon, which shows that the level of people is beyond your reach.

"Shhh......h

Perhaps it was infected by the people whose faces could not be seen clearly on the stage, he was very serious, and the 48,000 pores around him radiated energy, invisibly affecting others and silentizing the millions of people below.

Those who greeted in private were silenced by the extremely dull atmosphere, and collectively looked at the flags that represented the inheritance, and were silent.

At this time, it was twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

There is no annoying speech, just the person on the stage, to the highest position, the middle of the dragon and tiger throne to sit, the left handrail is the dragon's head, the right handrail is the crouching tiger, this person put his hands on it, like sitting on the clouds, looking at the world.

"The World Martial Arts Meeting, officially begins!"

"Boom!" everyone felt that the heavens and the earth shook, and their hearts were very shocked.

"Boom......" Like boiling water that has suddenly boiled, crackling, and the sound of discussion is everywhere, and it can no longer be suppressed, and a thought arises in everyone's hearts: "Arrogance! Arrogance! Arrogance! That is the throne of the world's number one master, why are you? How dare you just sit down like this? It's really crazy!"

"A good invincible, majestic mountain and river, domineering, worthy of being a world-famous figure who fought three generations and fought three generations down, suppressed an era, I can't do it. ”

Hiding in the crowd, Yunbai Mountain looked at Shang Tiange on the stage in a daze. "However, I am taking a different path from you, scheming the world, manipulating people's hearts, remembering ugliness by gods and men, and writing history are the real happy things. Your fist is only for yourself, my fist, but it is playing the world, how fast!"

"I'm not convinced!" On the wilderness, a loud roar suddenly sounded, shaking the people around him, unable to stand his roar, dizzy.

I saw a nose with a tall bridge, skinny as wood, like a falconer, stepping on the head of a person and flying on the stage, exuding a ruthless heroic aura on his body, which made people know at a glance that this person was ambitious, and his heart was higher than the sky.

"Why are you?" raised his hand and pointed directly at the person on the Dragon and Tiger Throne.

There is still no invincible prestige, it has been forgotten by the world almost, fifty years out, the prestige is not obvious, diluted by the long river of years, even if you are still alive, you are old and decrepit, your physical strength is not as good as before, and the younger generations have made moves, and you are afraid of being less strong.

In the eyes of 99.99% of the people, this is just the host of the World Martial Arts Association, how can you dare to sit in this position?

"Bold!" There are Cangzhou people who are not used to seeing it, coarse linen clothes, full of powerful power, skin as strong as steel, like an ascetic, not to say a word on the stage, it is a one-handed Xingyi fist "human cave style." ”

The ruthless male had already felt it, and the spine bones shook suddenly, and the bone joints pulled apart violently, making a series of explosions, like a rattlesnake waiting for an opportunity, as long as there was any opportunity, it would rise its poisonous fangs and kill the enemy.

As soon as the two got into each other, something ridiculous happened.

The ruthless hero came to the stage quickly, and got off the stage faster, his moves were vicious, and the angle of his shot was weird, but he was not beaten by the opponent's strong fists, and he was numb all over his body, and his skeleton was about to fall apart, and he rolled off the stage by himself.

"Cut ......!"

"It's too inferior......!"

"Pretend to be forced to make a thunderbolt!"

"Is this the legendary heart higher than the sky and life thinner than paper?"

Millions of people discussed, the sound was like a volcanic blowout, coupled with the basin environment, the sound reverberate, deafening, and could not be suppressed.

And the person who won on the stage walked directly to the fifth hundredth position at the very edge of the ring, and sat down, condescendingly, and glanced in all directions.

At this moment, he won the supreme glory, his horizons suddenly broadened, and his heart and mind suddenly opened a door, and he realized the benefits of being in a high position.

"Even this kind of fist embroidered leg can sit in the position of the world's master? Then my grandson goes up, doesn't he have to sit next to the Dragon and Tiger Throne?"

"You? Oh, someone pushed me in the back, what are you doing?"

I saw a crowd of people surging under the ring, countless people frantically pounced, the great glory attracted them, five hundred seats, I got the moon first near the water, no matter how many he was, sit down and talk about it.

When I go out to brag in the future, I am the one who has sat in the position of the world's master.

People's hearts are not ancient, and chaos has arisen again.

"How can ordinary people sit in this position?" Get down!" I don't know when, a warrior monk came up on the stage, and he exhaled awe-inspiringly, and the smooth and hairless skin of his whole body seemed to explode all at once, like a hedgehog, and there were cold hairs in his skin.

With a lot of energy, the pores of the whole body opened and closed, and a thin white mist rose from the body, like a boiler.

With a roar, a boom, there was a weather of the sky collapsing and people falling down the wall and burying them.

Chickens fly and eggs are beaten, crowds are churning waves, and warrior monks are mighty, with one as a thousand.

"Terrible! Terrible! At least this is an immortal, and the roar is so strange that it has never been heard of before. ”

"I know this person, is the first Dharma Academy of the White Horse Temple in Luozhou, practicing the ancient boxing Shaolin opening and closing strength, Buddhism, Zen law has a deep study, I heard that he once imitated the ancestor, cut meat to feed the eagle, I don't know if it's true. ”

"Monk, is he so domineering? If he doesn't let others come to power, does he want to turn the sky upside down?"