The opening martial arts myth pushes the world up

The mountain breeze is gentle.

Blowing trees in the forest, rubbing the leaves, making a rustling sound.

On the silent mountains, this rustle is particularly loud.

Everyone was petrified by this brother.

They never expected that this young man turned out to be the younger brother of the martial arts myth!

And so… Will there be a martial arts myth behind this?

Thinking of this, many people retreated.

The weight of these four words of martial arts myth is too heavy!

They can’t afford it.

“How did my brother offend you?”

Xiao Ran put down the ancient book, turned his head, and scanned the crowd with cold eyes, making everyone fearful.

Ye Ping reacted quickly, and quickly said, “It turns out that the water washed the Dragon King Temple, and my own family does not know my own family!” ”

“Since this little brother is Hou Ye’s younger brother, naturally everything is easy to say.”

Saying that, Ye Ping gave Song Tian a look.

Song Tian agreed, and said, “Hou Ye, your younger brother snatched the Zhennan King treasure that we all excavated together in front of everyone, and didn’t even leave us a hair. ”

“It’s just too much!”

“Hou Ye, you are a sensible person, and I also ask Hou Ye to do justice for us.”

Ye Ping scolded, “How do you talk to Hou Ye?” ”

“They all said that they were their own people, misunderstanding, you let the little brother take out the treasure and everyone divide it fairly.”

Find death!

Xia Wuqiu glanced at the two with the gaze of the dead man, and the moment he learned that Mo Yang was Xiao Ran’s younger brother, he had quietly retreated to the side without making any statement.

Xiao Ran ignored the two, but asked, “Is that so?” ”

Mo Yang shook his head, “These people are talking nonsense! ”

“This batch of treasures was left by King Zhennan to the people in his division, and the people in his division could not take a single thing, this is clearly stated in the Jade Jane’s photo.”

“Junior Brother, as a descendant of the Zhennan King Master, it is natural to retrieve these treasures!”

Xiao Ran nodded, “So it is.” ”

Turning his head, his eyes became colder, “Did you hear his words?” ”

“……”

Hear what?

So what?

That batch of secret treasures was left by King Zhennan!

Not to mention that there is Zhennan King’s cultivation experience and possible martial artist civilization information, the immortal spells inside alone are worth a lot!

These treasures, how could they not do without.

Song Tian looked at the group of heroes behind him, he didn’t believe it, so many people still couldn’t get a piece of the pie from Xiao Ran’s hands.

“Hou Ye, since ancient times, this treasure has been inhabited by the able, this is the accepted rule of martial arts, Ling brother is like this, it’s not good.”

Xiao Ran said coldly, “Are you a capable person?” ”

“……”

The icy voice spread in all directions, “Think that you are a capable person, come out and let Benhou see.” ”

Hearing this, many people took a few steps back in unison.

So, a group of people stood up.

Xiao Ran’s gaze fell on them, as if he was looking at a group of ants.

He didn’t take these people seriously at all.

At the same time, the body of the crowd was stirred, and anger came from it!

“Hmph, we are not convinced!”

“Treasure, the mighty dwell! How dare a yellow-mouthed child swallow it alone? ”

“It is said that your martial arts myth is unique in the world, I want to see, there are so many of us, how can you take us!”

“Could it be that you Xiao Ran still dare to oppose the heroes of the world?”

Xiao Ran’s face remained unchanged, and the clouds were light and breezy.

“Seek your own death.”

A dead word blurted out.

Click….

The ground froze.

The cold ice set off from the Zhige Pavilion, covering the mountains in a moment, and in an instant, the sky was freezing cold!

A cold wind blew in the sky.

Patches of crystal snowflakes danced wildly in the cold wind, scratching everyone’s cheeks!

It’s snowing, it’s frozing!

It is obviously the season of late autumn, and it is like the middle of winter at this moment!

The voice in Mo Yang’s mind roared furiously.

“No aura fluctuations!”

“No traces of magic!”

“He can change the world and affect the surrounding environment with just his will!”

“Incredible! Incredible!! ”

“What the hell is this!?”

Mo Yangzheng was shocked to see it, shocked, and suddenly heard the old man sigh, and immediately thought of a description in the warrior civilization.

Great power to itself, will to pry heaven and earth!

Isn’t this the manifestation of great power returning to oneself and will prying heaven and earth?

“Warrior civilization …”

Hearing Mo Yang mention these four words, the old man also quickly thought of what he saw and heard in the tomb of King Zhennan.

He froze.

When the two were shocked, there was another change on the field.

The cold frost wind is like a knife that cuts every inch of everyone’s skin!

They are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they have no resistance!

Including the so-called Heavenly Saint Ye Ping and Song Tian.

In this wind and snow, they are no different from ordinary people.

“Ah!!!”

“Enchantment!”

“Xiao Ran, you demon!”

A cold light reflected in Xiao Ran’s eyes.

Ugh-

Zheng——

In an instant, a huge wind and frost blade cut through the sky!

Slash the world!

Wha-

The so-called heroes of the world were divided in two in front of everyone, and the corpses were in two places!

The entire ice surface was stained red and blood flowed like rivers!

This horrific sight made the others on the side feel numb and their hands and feet cold.

What is martial arts mythology?

This is the martial arts myth!

The word myth is really not called in vain!

Everyone couldn’t imagine that a warrior could even practice such a terrifying situation like a god and a fairy!

It’s terrifying!

Xia Wuqiu looked solemn.

This means is an immortal art!?

No, it shouldn’t be, if it was an immortal art, how could Xiao Ran live safely until now, this heaven and earth would have killed him a long time ago.

But if it weren’t for fairy arts….

Could it be….

Xiao Ran was also like the King of Zhennan, who had entered the ruins of a warrior civilization similar to the Xuanyang Divine Palace!?

Xia Wuqiu’s eyes flashed instantly.

In the midst of this electric flint thought, the dust on the field had settled.

The frost and snow have dispersed, and the world is still in autumn, with mountains and songs.

It’s just that there are already dozens of corpses on the ground that have been split in two!

“Does anyone else want treasure?”

“……”

The audience was silent.

Even if you give it to me now, I don’t dare to ask for it.

There was a dead silence.

Xia Wuqiu laughed, “Congratulations to Hou Ye for killing the chaotic party and suppressing the rebellion!” ”

“When King Ben returns, he will definitely ask the royal brother for Hou Ye!”

Xia Wuqiu defined this matter as the suppression of rebellion in a word.

“King Ben still has important things to do, so he won’t talk to Hou Ye and leave!”

Xia Wuqiu left, and the forbidden army followed and left.

Others saw that the behemoth of the royal family was gone, where did they dare to stay.

One person, the group retreats!

The Chongling Mountain was empty.

Looking at the figure of Xia Wuqiu and the others leaving in embarrassment, Mo Yang looked at Xiao Ran again, his heart stirring, and his eyes were full of worship.

Alone can force back the world, comparable to thousands of troops!

The eldest husband should be like that!

One day, he Moyang will also become a strong man like his cousin!