It was only then that the black-clothed killer and the black-clothed man discovered the brown-robed stranger. They also wondered how they could have missed such a person with their skills.

The black-clothed killer and the black-clothed man glanced at each other, and the black-clothed killer spoke: "Nangong Zuo, who do you see that person?

The black-clothed man named Nangong Zuo frowned and said, "How can I know someone who doesn't even know your holy hand killing alone?"

Nangong Zuo is one of the most famous lone rangers in the rivers and lakes. This person has no sect, his martial arts are extremely high, he is both good and evil, and he acts moodily.

And the Holy Hand Solo Killer is the most famous killer in the rivers and lakes, claiming that even immortals dare to assassinate. As long as you have enough chips to get him excited, you can ask him to kill anyone, including himself.

Unexpectedly, this time the Hongyun County Lord's recruitment competition, these two weird people and celebrities in the rivers and lakes would also come to participate. Judging from their past experiences and style of acting, they shouldn't have come for the beauty and power of the Red Cloud County Lord, they must have other purposes.

The white-clothed swordsman rushed directly to the side of the brown-robed stranger, feeling that this stranger did not have any murderous or repulsive intentions towards him, as if what he saw was just a phantom illusion.

He wondered in his heart, it couldn't be a fake. He subconsciously reached out and wanted to touch it to see if it was true or not. Fortunately, he didn't stab with his sword, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Little doll!" the brown-robed strange man spoke, and the white-clothed swordsman immediately retracted his hand in fright, his heart full of vigilance.

The brown-robed strange man continued: "Well, the old man sees that you are quite honest and eye-catching. If you can find me today, it can be regarded as fate, and the old man will give you a creation. ”

With that, with a wave of his right hand, a green light flew out, quickly enveloping the white-clothed swordsman. This green light flickered continuously, overflowing with light.

In the blink of an eye, the green light was gone. The white-clothed swordsman was first surprised, and then his face was happy. After he reacted, he immediately knelt down and thanked him.

The brown-robed strange man waved his left hand, the white-clothed swordsman couldn't move, and he was just about to speak, but the strange man spoke first: "The old man helped you this time, just temporarily, and he didn't want to take you as an apprentice." You don't have to thank me, you don't have to worship me. With your qualifications, you should also know that your strength is limited. This event is not something you can attend, so you might as well go back. Your future success will depend on your own creation. ”

With that, with a wave of his right hand, he directly sent the white-clothed swordsman out of the ring. The white-clothed swordsman clasped his fists deeply, did not speak, and directly withdrew from the venue, no longer watching the game below. There is nothing left for him here, he has received the greatest creation of his life.

More than ten years later, a peerless swordsman named Bai Shengxian appeared in this Xuanwu world. He has the strength to defeat the Jindan Immortals, there is no opponent among mortals, and he is known as the number one sword in the world.

Li Zhaoyuan also felt strange, and swept over with his divine sense, but he couldn't see the depth of cultivation of the brown-robed stranger, as if the other party was just an ordinary mortal.

But judging from what that strange man did, it should be a master whose mana cultivation is beyond his reach. The other party didn't seem to have discovered his divine sense, and let Li Zhaoyuan probe it.

The Holy Hand also knew that the other party was extraordinary, but he accepted the buyer's gratuity, which was something he could not refuse. So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and try to make a move.

I saw that his feet were constantly on the ground, and his figure was constantly changing, which made him feel dazzled, and he couldn't figure out where his next time was, so he could assassinate him by surprise.

When his speed reached its limit, he suddenly appeared in front of the brown-robed stranger, and with a flash of silver light, a cold dagger pierced the stranger's throat.

Because the speed of the Holy Hand alone was too fast, the afterimage of his shot seemed to really stab the strange man in the throat. But if you look closely, it is the middle finger and index finger of the brown-robed strange man's left hand that are clamped, and it is a fatal blow.

Li Zhaoyuan felt that if it was himself, although he could also hold the dagger, it was definitely not as relaxed and comfortable as the brown-robed weirdo. He had to at least lose his strength before he could easily hold the dagger.

And the brown-robed strange man was like playing with a child, just a finger movement and clamped it, but there was no change in his body. The Holy Hand was too slow to kill alone, too weak, and the weak brown-robed monster didn't need to exert a trace of strength.

The dagger that he gently held was slowly shattered from the tip of the knife, and finally the whole dagger shattered and floated into the air.

The Holy Hand was horrified and inexplicable, and instantly felt a terrifying aura that he would never forget for the rest of his life. He used the true qi of his whole body, and instantly leaped back dozens of steps, only fear was left in his eyes, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

"Little doll, it's not easy for the old man to see that you can cultivate to such an extent. Go down. "In the eyes of the brown-robed monster, the Holy Hand Killing is just an ant, and it is not worth his attack at all.

The holy hand clenched his fist alone and said, "Thank you for the grace of your predecessors not to kill." Then he said to the east stand: "I won't do this business, you can go to the old place and get it back." "Apparently it was one of the magnates in the east who had been invited to stir things up.

After that, the Holy Hand flew out of the ring alone, and disappeared with a few bullets and flashes.

Nangong Zuo saw that the brown-robed strange man had killed the Holy Hand alone without making a move, and knew that he would not be the opponent of the other party. He also clasped his hands into fists, saluted, did not speak, turned around and jumped out of the ring and left. He is really a veritable lone ranger, he comes and goes, but he is also very simple.

At this point, only the brown-robed odds were left in the ring. The first group is this unfathomable eccentric who wins.

If this brown-robed weirdo really participates all the time, Li Zhaoyuan knows that there is no suspense in the rest of the competition. Even he himself couldn't see the depth of the person, how could other so-called masters be the opponent of this weird man. Li Zhaoyuan is not his opponent either.

The audience in the stands thought that the more they went to the back, the more exciting it should be, but they didn't expect it to be so boring. ran away without much fighting, and everyone cheered and cheered.

Even Li Zhaoyuan didn't expect that he would encounter such an incredible thing in the first group of martial arts. He didn't know why this competition between mortals could have a monk with such a high level of cultivation to stir it up.

"Dangdang Dang ......" several bells rang, and the spectators in the stands immediately fell silent. A sharp voice came: "The final winner of the first group is ......" The emcee who spoke didn't seem to know the name of the other party, and first checked the information of this person. This person seems to have appeared out of thin air.

The master of ceremonies was sweating profusely, and he had an idea, and said, "The winner of the first group is the brown-robed guest!"

The crowd in the audience let out a whining boo.

And this brown-robed guest did something that made everyone even more unexpected. He said to the city lord of Dongjun City in the east, "Little Doll of Dongjun City, you are very good. It's nice to be able to gather two million people here and hold such a grand event......!

In such a noisy place, every word of his life reached everyone's ears, which shows that his cultivation is unfathomable.

When the city lord of Dongjun heard that the brown-robed strange man actually called him an old man a little doll, he was slightly displeased in his heart, and he felt strange and ridiculous, and frowned slightly.

"Little girl, you're also very good. Not bad, not bad. You can make so many people go crazy for you, fight for you, and really have the posture of captivating the city and the country. Nice, nice!"

The county lord of Hongyun saw that this brown-robed strange man was crazy, talking nonsense, and scolded: "You crazy person, how am I, I want you to take care of it!"

"Haha, the old man is crazy! There are even people here who make the old man feel interesting, and the old man can be regarded as knowledgeable. Ha ha...... Funny, funny, alas, alas. With that, the figure of the brown-robed strange man flashed, and disappeared into the air, not knowing where the master had gone.

And Li Zhaoyuan felt that he was stared at by a pair of eyes, and his heart was furious, and cold sweat broke out.

When the county lord of Hongyun saw that the brown-robed strange man had disappeared, he came to his senses and asked his father, "Dad, that strange man is an immortal?"

"Yes, the good daughter is really Daddy's baby, and even the immortals come to celebrate. The city lord of the East County touched the hair of the county lord of Hongyun thoughtfully. The other party said to come, said to leave, just said some strange things, I don't know what the other party's intentions are.