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Qingzhou Fenglei Pavilion resident.

All the glory of the past has been reduced to ruins.

The dilapidated scene heralds the decline of Dagan Jianghu.

The fierce and coercive Dagan Jianghu with a hundred thousand Dagan cavalry could not raise its head.

A large number of Jianghu sects were wantonly harvested by Dagan cavalry.

However, there are still some sects escaping from Daqian with their skills.

The sect's martial arts have all been entrusted to trustworthy disciples to practice.

Those gathered in the ruins of Fenglei Pavilion in Qingzhou are all elders of the sect.

Even knowing that Pavilion Master Fenglei and Master Tingyu both fell in the imperial capital.

But they still did not give up and played tricks secretly.

"What is the significance of the establishment of the Wulin League?"

"Don't you hear, the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest!"

"I admit that Qian Dixiong has great talent, and the three major forces under his command and the entire rivers and lakes suppressed by one hundred thousand black Buddhas can't lift their heads."

"Three Zero Zero" "But why should we confront him head-on?"

"Do you know...the White Lotus Sect?"

The old warrior proudly stroked his chin with a short white beard and said something surprising.

White Lotus Sect.

That is definitely a taboo!

Not only the Daqian Dynasty tried every means to exterminate them, but even the major sects in the rivers and lakes were thinking about how to eradicate them.

The fundamental reason is that the techniques of the White Lotus Sect are weird.

Its degree of weirdness even surpasses the Blood Killing Kung Fu practiced by Xueshamen using qi and blood!

The White Lotus Sect as a whole is not strong, but it is too difficult to deal with.

Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, spring breeze blows and regenerates!

They are like weeds that grow wildly in the wilderness, and they are cut one after another.

"Old Nie, don't say that the establishment of the Martial Arts League has something to do with the White Lotus Sect."

"Of course there is no such thing. What I mean is to let martial arts alliances such as the White Lotus Sect take root in the Daqian Dynasty from generation to generation."

Old Nie's small eyes narrowed slightly, and the sinister and cunning light flowed in the squinted eyes, which made people shudder.

"As I said, Qian Dixiong has a general plan, and he is destined to be invincible for an era!"

"But Emperor Qian is a human being after all, not a god."

"Even if he reaches the level of martial arts mythology, his lifespan will be two hundred years!"

Stretching to death means a lifespan of two hundred years.

Hearing this sentence, the corners of the mouths of everyone present could not help but twitch.

You know, Emperor Qian is only in his early twenties.

At least one hundred and eighty years away from the limit lifespan of two hundred years.

That's a whole hundred and eighty years!

Who among you who formed the Wulin League can live to that time?

Such a long time.

In case Emperor Qian cultivated another Emperor Qian.

Isn't it the end of the great rivers and lakes?

Just thinking about it is creepy!

"Two hundred years of life seems to be a long time, but in fact it is fleeting.

The way he looked at Mr. Nie had changed.

Two hundred years, fleeting.

You are indeed the caller of the formation of the Wulin League!

Such a visionary.

Everyone present with a long-term vision couldn't see the end at a glance.

Although Lao Nie's words were extremely outrageous, everyone understood what he meant.

Nothing more than endless children and grandchildren!

As long as the Wulin League implements the idea of ​​destroying the Daqian Dynasty.

Even if they are reduced to ashes, the ideas live on forever.

"The establishment of the Wulin League is to overthrow the Dagan Dynasty one day in the future!"

"For the sake of the future of the martial artists of the Jianghu, what if I lose my whole life!"

Mr. Nie's words successfully moved him, and there were drops of crystal tears mixed between his words.

The young martial artist couldn't stand it and said, "Then how should we form it?"

"Hmph, which sect's kid is so rude."

"Back when I stirred up a party in the Jianghu Billboard..."

The voice did not fall.

"okay!"

"You should wake up, but no one will be interested in your past."

"The great rivers and lakes have become a thing of the past, and you evil-minded remnants should also follow the old rivers and lakes and pass away with the wind."

A clear hiss echoed over the ruins.

I saw a young general shattering the dragon-breaking stone in the secret room with one punch.

Followed by the influx of soldiers like a tide.

Huo Qubing looked around the decoration of the secret room with great interest, and said: "There are actually people who can practice in such a boring place.

"I always thought that uncle was joking with me, saying that this is the secret room used by ancestor Fenglei to retreat?"

"If you want me to say that you can farm obediently without martial arts qualifications, why do you have to gather a group of people to fight with His Majesty?"

Huo Qubing's words stabbed everyone's chest like a sharp knife.

Everyone couldn't tell whether the lack of martial arts aptitude he meant meant Patriarch Fenglei, or everyone in the secret room... 0

"Boy, who are you?"

"Could it be that Emperor Qian is so proud that he thinks he can catch us by sending a young general?"

"Where is your great general, Wei Qing?"

Nie Lao's internal energy surged all over his body, and his innate early martial arts realm was particularly conspicuous.

Huo Qubing is only a top-notch fighter, but he doesn't see the slightest sign of fear.

"My uncle is going to conquer the giant bandits in the northern border, and I don't have time to accompany you to make trouble."

"Oh, it turns out he is the nephew of General Wei, God help me!"

Nie Lao's small eyes suddenly widened, and a sinister smile filled his entire face.

He already decided that Huo Qubing was a playboy.

Even if it wasn't for the playboy, Ye would not be his opponent at all.

Wei Qing led one hundred thousand black Buddhas to crush his sect.

Now he is going to use this kid's head to pay homage to the dead souls under the Nine Springs.

Nie Lao suddenly flew out, flying into the air like a huge bat.

"Tsk!"

Huo Qubing clicked his tongue in disdain.

I saw him brazenly raising his spear, and a terrifying aura rose from the ground.

At this moment, the ten grains of Qi and blood sealed up by the God Elephant Suppressing Prison Energy exploded in full force.

"Boy, there is an insurmountable gap between heaven and the day after tomorrow!"

"That's only for fools!"

With Huo Qubing's long spear in his hand, his family's marksmanship is like a cold star embellishing the night.

Its momentum is like a dragon, and the wind blows the clouds.

Nie Lao fought against him for several rounds, but he was completely helpless against him. 0.6

The internal strength of innate warriors has changed qualitatively, and it is impossible for acquired warriors to withstand it!

"die!"

While Old Nie was flustered.

Huo Qubing grabbed the dragon-like spear in his hand and threw it at the sky.

Boom!

Nie Lao's body was nailed to the wall like a torn sack.

Rumble!

Huo Qubing's momentum was rising steadily.

The early days of the day after tomorrow......

In the middle of the day after tomorrow......

Acquired Peak...

boom!

The aura of the Xiantian realm suddenly bloomed.

The other warriors in the secret room wanted to sneak up on them, but when they saw Huo Qubing who had stepped into the Xiantian realm, they immediately gave up.

Even Li Ze was amazed watching the battle on the data panel.

So easy and it just fell into place.

The "techniques" in martial arts were fully utilized by him. .