Naruto's God-level System

It was raining heavily.

Three full months have passed since Tuotuo beheaded Grandmaster Lan Ye. No one thought that the imperial court would still fall, even if it was as strong as Tuotuo, it would not really maintain the prestige of Dayuan!

Just a week after killing Lan Ye, several masters of the rivers and lakes took advantage of the night to attack the palace. Although Tuotuo reacted, it was a step too late in the end. Emperor Dayuan was killed, and the imperial capital fell completely. Even if Tuotuo himself sat in the imperial capital, it was of no use. Those who deserved to die would still die!

The Yuan Dynasty was completely ended.

In a remote and lonely city, a group of gangsters are chasing and killing a great monk holding a scepter. This man is named Yilong, and he is the Western Regions monk who once fought Lan Ye on the city wall of the capital.

"Thieves and bald donkeys! How dare you come to our Central Plains territory? I think you are looking for death! Hurry up and leave the scepter in your hand, or the brothers will kill you immediately."

This gangster kept his legs and feet, and shouted loudly while chasing.

Fanseng Yilong ran panting. He wasn't afraid of these people, but he had previously fought against a Central Plains master and suffered serious internal injuries. Now he was besieged by many people, so he was naturally at a disadvantage!

"His grandma! You gangsters! When the Yuan Dynasty was still there, you were not so xenophobic! Now you martial arts people can't even tolerate me!

Am I not from the Celestial Dynasty? "

"Bah! Stupid fan monk! Don't pretend that we don't know. You are a running dog of the Yuan Dynasty. Otherwise, why would you come to our Central Plains at this time? I think you are here to inquire about news." The monks were not allowed to explain, and they all rushed over aggressively.

The fan monk thought he was unlucky, so the slaves had to run in front.

Nowadays.

Yilong came to the Central Plains alone because there were too many soldiers in the Yuan dynasty. The Dayuan court is not soluble in the entry of foreign monks. Even if something happens, it will be strictly investigated. He came this time just to thank Ye Liang for his help.

The scepter in his hand is also a gift to Ye Liang. Made of pure gold, inlaid with a variety of gemstones! Who knew that when he first entered the Central Plains, he was discovered by these gangsters!

They couldn't help but say that the Great Monk had been accused of colluding with the Yuan Dynasty. In fact, the target was his pure gold scepter!

"You bastards,

This scepter is my gift to the land gods! You bastards, if you really want to be known by the land gods, you will die! "Yilong threatened angrily. Because of his injuries, his speed was getting slower and slower, and because of the heavy pure gold scepter on his body, the burden was even heavier!

Seeing this situation, those gangsters chased even more fiercely!

Fleeing and fleeing, the great monk came to a riverside.

This is the Yangtze River Basin, except for a small house, there are no other residents or boatmen. Yilong became anxious when he saw this scene.

"Could it be that I'm really going to die here!"

The gangsters behind him surrounded him. They blocked the fan monk Yilong at the mouth of the river, and they didn't intend to leave even a little gap for Yilong.

They can be considered a dragon.

"Great monk, go to hell!" It's too late to say it, so hurry up! A group of gangsters rushed towards Yilong's position immediately. They held steel knives in their hands and yelled nonsense. The whole group was like a swarm of wasps, not giving Yilong a chance at all.

Yilong is in a hurry!

He couldn't use his internal strength, so he could only forcefully fight these bandits with his strong skills, and soon he was covered with scars.

"You crappy shrimp! Even if I sink the scepter, I won't make it easy for you!" Yilong raised his hand fiercely, and he closed his eyes in pain.

With a sound of "Hoo!", he threw the pure and expensive scepter into the river.

Those gangsters were shocked!

By the time they ran to the river, the expensive scepter had disappeared!

"Old bald donkey! You asked for it!"

The gangsters all rushed over, they didn't show mercy anymore, every knife had a cold killing intent!

Yilong closed his eyes.

He knew that he was doomed, these bandits were really strong, even if he recovered physically, it would be difficult for him to survive their siege, let alone use his internal strength now!

Just as he closed his eyes and was about to die, the whining voices around him suddenly stopped. Fan Seng Yilong opened his eyes, only to see that those Jiang Hu bandits all stood on the spot like idiots.

They didn't die either, they just seemed to be stopped by something.

not moving at all!

"Little monk, since you have already left, why do you want to come back?" A young voice suddenly sounded around.

Yilong was taken aback.

He immediately looked around: "It was the senior who helped, and the poor monk Yilong thanked you here." He then turned around and left! The dignified fan monk actually left directly after being rescued!

"Why don't you stay for a light meal." The voice rang again.

Seeing that there was still no one around, the monk quickened his pace even more. This person's strength is superior to his, even if the fan monk has the courage, he would not dare to take the blame.

Because people from the Central Plains don't like people from the Western Regions very much.

"Hey, since there is no fate, let's just say goodbye." The man's voice sighed in the air.

Fan Seng went to a distance, he suddenly seemed to think of something, what happened and came back.

Kneeling to the ground, he actually bowed down!

"Aren't you going to leave, why are you back?" the man's voice asked.

"Senior! The little monk didn't recognize the senior before, it was the little monk's carelessness. Please be magnanimous, senior, and come out to meet the junior!" Fan Seng kowtowed his head to the ground.

At this moment, an old man leaning on a cane suddenly walked out of the small wooden house by the river. With a slight wave of his hand, those arrested gangsters jumped down from the river one by one.

The old man looked at Fan Monk reservedly and laughed.

"What's the matter, didn't you just return as a senior? Now it feels like you don't know me again."

Seeing what the old man said, the monk was puzzled. Then he knocked his head louder: "Master Engong, the villain has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, and made Engong laugh."

He stood up happily, showing respect from beginning to end.

The old man nodded, and he tilted his head slightly, signaling the monk to go to the wooden house where he lived. As soon as the two walked in, they heard the sound of water outside disappear.

The original wild air flow, together with the rushing sound of the Yangtze River, all seemed to be pulled out of this world, completely disappearing in the tranquility.

The monk froze for a moment, then saw the old man take off the human skin mask from his face.

Bright and bright teeth, raise eyebrows!

He was obviously still a chicken-skinned old man, but in an instant, he turned into a young man again.

It was Ye Liang!