The First Cause of All Realms

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In the new northwest calendar, in the winter of the 22nd year, in the way of Linlong, the sword sage Mu Qingliu and the little overlord Youlong have successively invited Yangyu, the king of the northwest...

Yang Yu, the king of the northwest, was grateful for the kindness of the king of Zhao in the past.

On that day, a thunderstorm suddenly appeared in winter, the demonic cloud surging and the sky changed for a change, the sword light rushed into the sky, swept through the clouds, and within a hundred miles, you could hear the sound of swords and gunshots...

On the same day, King Linlong purged the elders in the mansion, and the swordsmen and soldiers in the city fought for three days without end...

A few days later, King Linlong appeared in the Daocheng government office, and sent orders to the officials of the various prefectures and counties to gather the army of various roads.

Dedicate the whole territory of Linlong!

So far, the four paths of Northwest, Dongyang, Ding'an, and Linlong have all entered the hands of one person!

The news spread to the whole world at an alarming speed, and the whole world was boiling for a while, and everyone was in danger.

Because the legendary goshawk king who can travel 80,000 miles a day has not yet returned to the northwest, and the Scarlet Blood Army commanded by the sick tiger is still fighting!

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If you don't go to the south of the Yangtze River, you don't know that there is heaven on earth.

Two thousand years ago, Jiangnan Road was still a barren land, but with the war in the north and changes in the weather, Jiangnan Road, which was once inhospitable, has become the most prosperous place in the world.

The Huanyun River was once one of the four seas and eight waters in the world. The reason why it is Zeng is because of the thousand-year-long repairs and repairs of the river in all dynasties and dynasties, it has become the largest and unique canal in the world!

It passes through Pingxi, Wanlong, Jiangnan, and reaches Lingnan, then bends back and circles the roads again, and finally merges into Dongyue and enters the sea.

It is the Grand Canal that truly connects all the Taos, has the gathering of water transportation in the south of the Yangtze River, and is known as the blood of all the Taos.

Compared with the difficulty of traveling by land, it is difficult to repair, and the penetration of waterways can gather luck and wealth, because it also transports rivers, also known as the Grand Canal.

Every day, there are tens of thousands of boats going through this great canal, going to the various ways, and most of them are large boats with heavy draughts that can take thousands of people.

Eight directions converge in one place, the gathering of popularity of all Taos, and the prosperity of Jiangnan Road are not comparable to border gates.

Naturally, many tyrants, sects, gangs, and even many aristocratic families are also stationed here, or open chambers of commerce, or buy real estate...

"The Poison Dragon Gang handed over many of their business to others, and exchanged a large amount of medicinal pills, gold and silver, and seemed to be fleeing to the mountains of Lingnan..."

"More than the Poison Dragon Gang? The Great Whale Gang, Shuiyunhui, Xiaolang Island, Thunder Dragon Gate... A dozen big sects and sects are all selling their properties!"

"It is said that even those shops have fallen silent, and many shops have posted notices for sale. This is frightening..."

"It's really a person born, the world is shocked! That Northwest King is so terrifying! Even the King Zhao of the West Palace back then wouldn't have such a deterrent power, right?"

"How can they be confused? No matter how strong Prince Zhao is, he won't want to kill people, but this guy went all the way south, and it is said that he killed more than 8 million people, which is inhuman!"

"I don't know how Lianhuanzhuang will react? It's only been decades since they occupied Daocheng. If they want to retreat, I'm afraid they won't be reconciled, right?"

"Hey, what does this have to do with us drinking and drinking, it is said that in Hongyanlou, a new top brand has recently appeared, which is beautiful and moving..."

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After the chaos in the world, Jiangnan Road is also the only place where there is no chaos. The various forces within it are intertwined, but no one can dominate one side.

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Over time, it has even become a paradise.

But with the news of Linlong's fall, Jiangnan Road also fell into a great panic, and many forces gathered their wings and fell dormant.

What's more, he sold his family property directly and exchanged it for gold and silver, and the whole family fled into Lingnan Road.

Linjiang Xian, the first restaurant in Jiangnan Road.

On the eighteenth floor, in the well-decorated box, more than a dozen big men sat upright.

If there are outsiders here, it will be terrifying, because all the people in the box are all masters who are famous, and even have the existence of supernatural powers.

And behind each of them, there is a powerful force that separates the prefecture and county, occupies the river, and controls the salt and iron.

At this time, these big figures in Jiangnan Road looked solemn and respectful, like Meng Tong waiting for the teacher to reprimand.

By the window, a tortoise-shaped crane on the back, an old man with messy hair like grass standing with his hands behind his back, overlooking the splendor of the south of the Yangtze River from the window,

I saw a lot of traffic in the ancient city, under the fine light rain, the flow of people was like weaving, and the tranquility and prosperity were just the right combination.

"In such a city, the sky is rich and noble, can you all be willing to hand it over to others?"

At a certain moment, the old man turned around, his face was rough and majestic, like a lion perched high on a hill overlooking the crowd.

This person is the owner of the Thirty-Six Lakes Lianhuan Village, the Lion King Lianhuanlie.

He has become famous for almost two Jiazi, he has already been promoted to the rank of Martial Saint, and he is also an unparalleled strongman who holds the position of the ten capitals.

In the past 20 years, Jiangnan Province has been able to be independent from the three forces of the imperial court, the Mitian Sect, and the Heavenly Sword Tomb, precisely because of this person.

"How can you be reconciled?!"

A burly man roared and smashed the wine bowl, extremely angry:

"My ancestors have lived in the south of the Yangtze River for generations, and I want to take away the family business that has been saved by several generations or even a dozen generations, a mud leg from the border?"

"Why!"

When one person agrees, the crowd is surging, the turbulent sound waves almost overturned the roof, and under the dispersal of invisible power,

The 18th-floor Linjiang Immortal Restaurant all made a loud buzzing sound.

Lian Huanlie stood with his hands behind his back and suddenly looked at the corner, the middle-aged scribe who didn't say a word from beginning to end, just drinking for himself:

"Han Ping, why don't you speak?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone looked at the middle-aged scribe, and some sneered:

"Brother Han doesn't say a word. He has his own reasons. He is the sixth gentleman of the Xu family who is also known as Wang Muzhi. The mud-legged man from the northwest can be regarded as his junior brother!"

"There is nothing to do, so there is nothing to say."

Han Ping poured the drink slowly:

"Master Lie called me to come, I'm afraid he didn't want me to wait, right? If you have something to say, you might as well just say it."

"Are you going?"

Lian Huanlie keenly sensed something, and his face sank:

"Is that the fifth Jie? Why, the eldest son of the dignified fifth family has also surrendered that Yang Prison and came to be a lobbyist?"

"It has nothing to do with No. 5. That little junior brother really didn't take any of us in his eyes. He recruited them. It doesn't exist, it's just..."

Han Ping hiccupped:

"I've been competing with Master Xu for half my life, so it's time to see his old man. It's too snowy outside the Great Wall, it's too late, maybe I won't be able to see him..."

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"It's ridiculous!"

"Courageous rat, I wasted Lord Lie's trust in you!"

"Take him!"

In the hall, it was boiling, and some people even wanted to do it directly, but they were caught in the power of Lian Huanlie and did not dare to do it.

"Let's go, yes."

Lian Huanlie opened his mouth, and the noise in the hall disappeared. The old man who looked like a wild lion said in a low voice:

"It's just, not now! It's not too late to leave until the old man and that Yang Prison are divided!

"Oh?"

Han Ping raised his eyebrows and said sternly:

"Master Lie, you and I have known each other for many years, although the relationship is not so good, but Han still wants to persuade you, know how to retreat bravely, and be a hero..."

"Yang Yu, the hero of the world! However, the old man is not a generalist!"

Lian Huanlie turned around indifferently and looked out the window again:

"Then Yang Prison came from the northwest, and he traveled all the way through four roads and fought in all directions. Although the heroic world is unique, this old man has not been wasted in the past 20 years!"

Boom!

As the sound waves reverberated, black shadows suddenly appeared over Jiangnan City, and the surging dark clouds converged at an extremely fast speed, covering the entire city.

The wind and rain became incomparably rapid, and under the wind and rain, there was a red light that seemed to be invisible, from

Eighteen rivers rise up in Jiangnan City.

This is,

"Daoism?"

Not far away, in another restaurant, the fifth Jie was lying on the couch drinking, suddenly his heart moved, and he looked out the window.

He only felt misty water, and with his eyesight, he could only see a few nearby streets.

"Daoism?!"

"He Fang master, dare to urge Daoism in the city?"

"What kind of Dao technique is this that can cover the whole city?! Ah, no, why is the rain red..."

This scene was too violent, beyond the boundaries of wind and rain, and for a while, it attracted countless people looking up and screaming in horror.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Han Ping finally got up, his expression moved.

He came from a master of Taoism, and after 70 years of practice, he may not be considered a master, but if you ask yourself about Taoism in the world, you will know everything.

But in front of him, he had never heard of the Taoism that almost enveloped the whole city.

"In this world, there are not only Taoist techniques... but also formations!"

Lian Huanlie looked indifferent:

"Mu Qingliu is not his opponent. If you don't ask me, I am afraid that his cultivation will not be as good as Henry Zhang! This old man is not a fool. If he has no support, how can he dare to say that he is hostile?"

"This battle, with 18 instruments as the core, mobilizes the power of the rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, turns water into air, and it is as heavy as a mountain!

Those who enter this formation are unable to move an inch, like a blind and deaf person carrying a mountain on their backs, even if Henry Zhang is resurrected, he is not an opponent of this old man! "

As the voice echoed, Lian Huanlie finally spit out a sigh of relief that had accumulated in his heart for a long time:

"If he dares to come..."

"Lie Lie!"

Suddenly, a scream interrupted Lian Huanlie's voice, and the rough big man almost broke his voice, his pointing arm and his whole body were shaking:

"He He…"

"Um?!"

Lian Lie was startled, and suddenly looked out the window.

Click!

Just in time, there was a thunderbolt piercing the sky, and the ink-colored clouds were separated.

There seems to be a gap in the mist of water, and a ray of light poured in from the gap in the dark clouds and sprinkled on the river that passed along the city.

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A flat boat rowed across the river, and at the bow of the boat, under the hat, a pair of eyes that were as bright as torches passed through the clouds and mist:

"Yang is here, how are you doing?"

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Boom!

Hundreds of rivers flow into the sea from the east, and the rolling waves are several zhang high.

On the high platform of black iron, many masters of Canghai City gathered here.

On the two sides of the strait, thousands of people gathered, and the sound of swords coming out of their scabbards even overwhelmed the sound of hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

At this moment, at the mouth of Dongyue, the sound is so noisy and boiling, but it seems extremely quiet.

Hundreds of thousands of Dongyue Road elites and masters on high platforms, on both sides of the strait, and even on ships above the sea,

Everyone's eyes converged on the dark cloudy ocean.

Click!

Lightning and thunder, violent storms, surging seas, surging waves...

Under the terrifying power of the heavens, even if the ships were rising and falling from time to time, it seemed that they might be overturned at any time.

However, where everyone's eyes converged, among the violent wind and waves, there were small boats standing still like Qiao stones.

No matter how fierce the wind and waves are, it cannot be shaken or overturned.

Because the figures standing on the boats are all masters in the world, including the masters of the islands in the South China Sea, and the masters of the East Vietnam martial arts alliance.

There is also the owner of Dongyue Canghai City, Tie Hengliu!

"coming!"

Above a small boat, Tie Tafa's eyes suddenly condensed, and many small boats also shook, setting off a wave of water and bursting into the sky.

But you can see, the huge sky

Under the wind and rain, in the turbulent water tide, there are figures from far to near.

Compared to the mighty and mighty sky, his person is as small as dust, and it seems that he may be swallowed up by the violent waves at any time.

However, at the moment when his figure appeared in the eyes of everyone, the storm in the sky and the surging sea seemed to fade at this moment.

That not so tall figure, crowded, occupying all perspectives of everyone!

In a trance, I only felt that the darkness was receding, and the light was dazzling, as if a red sun jumped out of the East China Sea, swaying a thousand radiance!

"The limit of martial arts is almost like a god!"

The voice of admiration that the storm could not suppress broke the balance of everyone's hearts, and made all the masters who were overwhelmed by it come back to their senses.

"Such martial arts will!"

Tie Tafa only felt the trembling in his heart spread to his limbs, and he was shaking!

Under the city of Dongyue Canghai, the base camp where hundreds of thousands of elites and masters gathered, fear one person!

"King of the Northwest, Yang Prison..."

One after another, almost groaning murmurs were drowned in the roar of the waves.

At this moment, on the high platform of the black iron, on the boat in the endless ocean, all the masters were shocked.

I felt an unparalleled trend!

The martial artist focuses on the body, the grandmaster focuses on the energy, the great master focuses on the spirit, and the martial arts combine the three elements, and the power is important!

At this moment, on the swordsman who came across the sea, everyone felt an indescribable majestic trend.

That is vertical and horizontal, and it is created by pushing all directions horizontally, and it is invincible for a lifetime!

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"Yang Prison..."

In the storm, before everyone, looking at the mysterious swordsman who came across the sea, Tie Hengliu's heart was extremely agitated.

For this day, he has been preparing for more than ten years.

He summoned the three Martial Saints from the islands of the South China Sea, and at a great price, he invited Han Longjun, the head of the martial arts of Dongyue Dao.

More than a dozen supernatural power masters were invited with various treasures to stimulate supernatural powers behind them, and there were even two ten masters!

Even the most elite 180,000 navy troops in Dongyue Road were also mobilized by him, wanting to break the momentum with their power.

However, all of this seems to have become meaningless after he saw the northwest king with his own eyes...

"Invincible potential, invincible people..."

Tie Canghai is still like this, and the people who are walking with him feel like a landslide is ahead, and their minds can't help shaking.

This is not because they are not strong-willed.

In fact, those who dare to stand here at this very moment are all determined masters in the world.

However…

"Traveling all over the four fields and eighty states, fighting the invincible player all over the world... Your power has surpassed Henry Zhang at the peak of that year!"

Finally, Tie Hengliu spoke:

"Ancient Immortal Buddha, maybe it's just that." Between the surging waves, Yang Yu stopped and raised his eyes.

At this moment, he felt hundreds of thousands of gazes, fear, awe, awe, and killing intent.

This overwhelming gaze, like the most blazing flame in the world, made his heart waver.

"Canghai City is indeed the best in the world."

Yang Yu's voice was mixed in the waves, but it was not blown away by the wind. Even the masters on both sides of the estuary could hear it clearly.

"Iron City Lord, retreat."

Go back!

The calm and quiet voice contained an extremely strong will, just like the mantra in the legendary fairy Buddha's mouth.

At this moment, in addition to Tie Hengliu, many of the masters he invited to help him also took a step back subconsciously.

On the high platform of the black iron, some masters even took a step back and fell into the ocean...

"retreat?"

Tie Hengliu sneered, laughed, and finally turned into thunderous laughter:

"The old man has been fighting for half his life, fighting with people, fighting with the court, fighting with the sea...

If you don't retire, what kind of thing are you, and you dare to let this old man retire? ! "

Boom!

In the earth-shattering sound of the explosion, countless waves rose into the sky, like the roar of the real dragon that stirred the four seas in ancient legends.

In the mist of water in the sky, Tie Hengliu burst out with extremely dazzling rays of light, his person, his meaning, and his potential are all boiling, UU reading www.uukanshu. com burn!

"There is only Tie Hengliu who died in battle, and Canghai City Lord who did not back down!"

In a trance, under the gaze of a group of people on both sides of the estuary, in the sea, there seems to be a god-man roaring,

Wrapped in the monstrous waves, he slapped the swordsman in Xuanfu, who was as small as dust.

"Come on! Let this old man meet your invincible hand, Heaven's Will Four Elephants Boxing!"

"Is it a giant spirit profound art?"

Looking at the figure who stepped and howled, pushing the waves across the ocean like a god, Yang Yu raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Day-to-day surveys:

"it is good!"

In the northwest new calendar, in the autumn of the twenty-sixth year, Jiangnan Road, the owner of Lianhuan Village, Lianhuan Lie, died in Changjie, and the gangs in Jiangnan all broke up and fled, and Jiangnan Road seemed to change hands.

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Northwest New Calendar, in the twenty-ninth year, the main altar of Pingxi Mi Tianjiao was uprooted, the masters in the teaching went to seven or eight, and millions of members were scattered.

In the northwest new calendar, in the winter of the 31st year, thousands of swords danced in the sky in the Tiandaozhang Mountain in Lingnan, not falling for a day.

The next day, the gate of Tiandaozuka was closed, and the mountain was closed…

Northwest New Calendar, the summer of thirty-three years.

On the coast of the East China Sea, thousands of waves are shaking the sky, Dongyue Road Canghai City Lord Tie Hengliu, and the three martial arts, Wang Yang died in battle...

Starting from the northwest and ending in the east.

In the fourteenth year before and after, Yangyu, the king of the northwest, went through Ding'an, Dongyang, Linlong, Jiangnan, Pingxi, Lingnan, Dongyue...

Across seven roads, twenty-one states, and invincible hands all over the world!

The world said, Yang Wudi!

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