Chapter 1964 This Is Outrageous

The young water lord from Qingjiang Water House has left, and the hall is so empty.

The Dragon Lord of Changhe sat quietly, his face could not be seen clearly, and his expression could not be seen.

There should not be many people in the world who know that Zhuang Gaoxian and Jiang Wang will eventually fight to the death.

He, Ao Shuyi, is one of them.

Although he had handed over the water rights of Changhe long ago, he had never truly controlled the water veins of the world, and could not see the world as if he were looking at the palm lines. Even the information on the Changhe River was not convenient for him to grasp.

But when Ku Jue blocked Zhuang Gaoxian in Changhe, how could the battle between the two contemporary real people to block the river not alarm the Changhe Dragon Palace?

Although he sat in the Dragon Palace and often did not move for hundreds or thousands of years, he was not a prisoner.

At that time, Zhuang Gaoxian was chasing the boy named Jiang Wang, and he knew it. Or rather, he knew Jiang Wang earlier than Zhuang Gaoxian.

Later, on the Guanhe Platform, he witnessed Jiang Wang's victory with his own eyes, and also witnessed how Lin Zhengren was afraid of death and dared not go on stage. The conflict between Jiang Wang and Zhuang State was laid out on the table.

Anyone who is not stupid will choose to kill Jiang Wang in advance and cut off his future if he is an enemy of a peerless genius like Jiang Wang.

Zhuang Gaoxian has been doing this all along.

Although Du Ruhui slandered Jiang Wang for being in contact with the devil and was flogged naked on Yujing Mountain, it was not a secret event in Changhe Dragon Palace.

But if you think that Zhuang Gaoxian only thinks about Jiang Wang and only wants Jiang Wang, then you underestimate Zhuang Gaoxian and the hero who revived Zhuang State!

With the two Buddhist masters sealed, and Jiang Wang shaping the golden body of the human race hero and leaping towards the cave at a terrifying speed of cultivation... Zhuang Gaoxian is still full of ambition and is pushing forward the pace of Zhuang State's expansion.

For the emperor of a country, there is no better way to increase cultivation than to improve the national strength.

Changhe Dragon King saw Zhuang Gaoxian's ambition and did not mind making some deals.

But before that, Zhuang Gaoxian still needs to cross the Dragon Gate.

As for the yellow silk in his hand... Ao Shuyi threw it aside.

There is no need to read this letter again.

The message that Zhuang Gaoxian wanted to convey has been conveyed through the matter of sending the letter.

He could not trust Song Qingyue, nor could he trust the journey from Qingjiangshuifu to Changhe and the time it took to travel.

So there could be no substantial content in the letter. If you really want to open it, it is nothing more than some polite greetings about family matters.

The hall was silent for a long time, and then the voice of the Dragon Lord sounded--

"I haven't seen guests for a long time. You choose a time, get ready, and send an invitation to Xingyueyuan to invite Jiang Wang, the last Yellow River champion, to the Dragon Palace Banquet."

A voice outside the hall replied: "Only Jiang Wang?"

"Of course not." The Dragon Lord of Changhe said slowly: "All the champions of the last Yellow River meeting are invited. A few years have passed, how are the current champions? I am here to inherit the will of the ancient emperor, and I should spend all my money to entertain them, and also test their quality."

"What about the true disciples of the world's major sects?" The voice outside the hall asked again.

The Dragon Lord of Changhe said: "Please invite those who are important enough. I rarely have the interest, so it might as well be lively."

"As you wish." The voice outside the hall was like ripples on the water, dissipating in circles.

And this very important news will also spread like this--

After many years, the Dragon Palace Banquet is reopened!

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People walking on the Nine Bridges are like dragons carrying mosquitoes and flies.

You can feel your own insignificance.

It is hard to imagine how powerful Chiwen was in the past. How powerful is the Emperor of Lieshan to be able to directly refine its blood into a bridge!

King Qin Guang has been walking for a long time.

He hasn't walked such a wide road for a long time, and he hasn't walked so slowly for a long time.

With the vastness of the Changhe River and the length of the Chiwen Bridge, it would take an ordinary person three days and three nights to walk across this bridge.

He failed to verify this statement.

Because he was stopped by an unruly customer halfway through and asked for an explanation, and he was able to get away only after providing proper after-sales service.

It is really not easy to do business in this year. After deducting the cost of organization operation and employee appearance fees, the profit is only a few dozen times, which is not profitable at all, and customers have to trouble him from time to time.

Alas, he often persuades other killer organizations to change their careers, but his good intentions are always not rewarded.

What is good about this business?

He went from the south bank of the Changhe River to the north bank. Not far from the Chiwen Bridge, he arrived at the southern border of the Great Qi. Of course, after crossing the bridge, he could also turn to Jiange, Liang State, or the Hanging Temple. Some other small countries, sandwiched between Qi State and the former land of Southern Xia, would be swallowed up sooner or later, so there was nothing to hang around.

He simply retreated from the bridge and turned to Li State.

Li State was also a small country, which had always been weak and weak, allowing powerful countries to rub it. It was once destroyed by the Xia State. After the first Qi-Xia war, it was restored with the help of the Chu State. After the restoration, it still had diplomatic relations with the Xia State and regarded it as a "superior country".

Liang State, which was also swallowed up by the Xia State and successfully restored, has a much stronger presence in the world.

Because after Emperor Kang Shao of Liang raised the flag to restore the country, it has always been clear that he would confront the Xia State with his chariots and horses, and regarded it as an enemy, and his national character was very fierce.

Fortunately, Li State had a genius Fan Wushu, who made it to the quarterfinals of the outer building field at the Yellow River Conference, but unfortunately lost to Jing State's genius Zhongshan Weisun. This achievement earned them the qualification to enter the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters to expand territory and compete for resources.

Li State knew that it was weak and unable to support the battlefield after the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters, so it exchanged this qualification with Xia State. However, Xia State did not have time to make any use of it, and was defeated in the second Qi-Xia War.

But Liguo actually got a lot of resources, which enriched the country's foundation.

As for the future, it may still depend on how far Fan Wushu can go.

Small countries have always been the targets of exploitation by powerful countries, and they are also the best hiding places for unorthodox ways. In fact, there is a well-run ghost house in Yining City, the capital of Liguo.

However, the leader of Hell Wumen came here today not to check on the post.

He wore long hair and walked leisurely on the long street, feeling the unique style of this country.

There is no opponent in Liguo. Even Duan Sigu, the so-called top master of Liguo and the god-like realm, can't stand up to him.

He walked all the way to the palace like this, and there was no problem.

But he was not arrogant.

There was no difference between walking in Yining City and walking in Taiping City or Nanwei City.

He would even buy a few boxes of snacks-Yining's unique Zen noodles, and eat them while walking.

Until a certain moment, the long street suddenly became quiet.

He also stopped and turned around in the crowd. He saw a man wearing a tiger mask walking slowly towards him from the other end of the long street.

His figure was straight and his temperament was completely different from before.

But he knew that this was You Que.

"You didn't come in time." He greeted him and pushed the box of cakes in his hand forward: "Want to eat?"

The man with the tiger mask said: "You can call me..."

"Stop!" King Qin Guang immediately stopped him: "Don't tell me your current identity. I'm not interested and I don't dare to listen."

"Sun Yin." The man with the tiger mask said: "You already know my identity. There is no point in deceiving yourself."

King Qin Guang sucked his teeth: "You are so stubborn!"

Sun Yin wore a pair of black gloves and calmly took out a ray of green light from his arms. The green light twisted between his fingers like a bug and was then crushed.

"After killing me, you repeatedly used spells to test me. It was only a matter of time before you guessed my identity."

"I can explain." Qin Guangwang said: "This is just professional ethics, not my personal attitude towards you. In fact, I respect you very much."

As he spoke, he looked to the left and right: "... You don't have to take action in the downtown area, do you?"

Sun Yin just walked forward slowly: "Everything you do has a price. Since you choose to become a knife, you must be prepared to be broken."

"No." Qin Guangwang felt bad: "You don't care who found me before you and what they said to me?"

"It's nothing more than those people from the One True Way. I could find you first, but you chose to let them find you first." Sun Yin said without emotion: "If you told them that I was not dead, then I killed you, and it was just right. If you didn't say anything, then I killed you, and no one would know that I was not dead."

Qin Guangwang was full of words, but he was choked.

This Sun Yin is sick, and he doesn't follow the routine at all.

How unreasonable!

People of Yizhen Dao can talk, but you can't?

He took a deep breath, opened his hands, his long hair suddenly grew wildly, and his eyes turned green: "You are going to kill me anyway?"

Sun Yin smiled: "You actually still want to resist--"

He suddenly took a step forward, just one step, and stepped in front of King Qin Guang. The palm wearing a black glove pressed forward so lightly--

The dense spells were crushed into green light running all over the sky.

King Qin Guang's feet sank into the floor tiles, vomiting blood and retreating all the way, thus knocking out a deep ditch on the long street!

The bustling crowd on the street only discovered the two people fighting at this time, and immediately lost their minds, screaming and fleeing everywhere.

"If it weren't for avoiding harming innocent people, you would have died." Sun Yin walked forward calmly, dividing his strength, pushing the crowd away, and approaching King Qin Guang.

King Qin Guang just looked at him seriously: "No one can easily sentence me to death."

The blood dyed the corners of his mouth very bright, and the green light in his eyes was weird and crazy: "I curse you--"

He started to walk back, and he took the initiative to walk towards Sun Yin. With every step he took, the green light on his body became more and more blazing: "I curse you, no food to live! No clothes to wear! No road to walk! No house to sleep in..."

This voice was weird and evil, revealing horror, as if it had unlocked some kind of shackles in the world and released some sneaky things that could not wander in the sun.

Every word and sound was like hitting a drum, as if it became the source of darkness, the end of chaos, and the essence of terror!

The sky was full of green light, and endless negativity grew wildly in all places where it could be attached. Beauty is painted with yellow mud, and people's hearts are covered with green moss. Everything is like this, and it will be forever evil!

Sun Yin was unmoved, just stretched out his hand in front, covered his face with his palm parallel to his face, and then gently turned it over, as if he had overturned the world--

Boom!

Bang!

Just as they were fighting fiercely and escalating the battle again, a figure suddenly fell from above. Face up and back down, he fell to the ground with his arms and legs spread out! At the end of the long street, there was such a loud noise that a deep human-shaped dent was made in the stone bricks of the street.

A dog-skin hat flew weakly in the air.

His black mask was intact, but it was firmly held down by a hand.

It was this hand that saved his mask, pressed his face, pressed his head into the ground, and pressed his whole body into the stone street!

And the owner of this hand was a half-crouching black-robed man who fell on the long street at the same time.

This man had an extremely cold aura and iron eyes.

He wore a black mask with only his eyes and mouth exposed, and a white door painted on his forehead. In the white door, there was a bloody word... "Biancheng"!

He held down Chu Xu, the protector of the Equal State, and half-crouched at the end of the long street. He looked over here and said coldly: "I said, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

King Qin Guang's curse never stopped, but became more and more intense at this time. He strode forward, but there seemed to be a gap between him and Sun Yin.

Sun Yin maintained the posture of turning his palm to King Qin Guang, turned sideways and looked at King Biancheng who suddenly appeared, with a little surprise in his tone: "How dare you come up?"

Not only did he come up on his own initiative, but he also brought Chu Xu, who was spreading rumors outside the country of Li, with him. As expected of an organization that dares to accept the assassination mission of Jing State, these people of Hell's Gate, I don't know whether they should be blindly confident or dog-hearted.

Facing such a powerful contemporary immortal, King Biancheng's attitude was still cold, and he only said: "After killing Dongzhen with one sword, I am indeed a little more confident."

Chu Xu's voice sounded with difficulty under the mask: "Sir, we have no grudges in the past and no hatred in the present, why do you want to show off by pressing my face?"

He was still able to speak, which showed that his life was safe.

The reason why he spoke was precisely his cleverness-he fully understood why King Biancheng did not kill him, and even considerately did not lift his mask to protect his hidden face.

He also wanted to let King Biancheng know that this consideration was useful.

"I'm sorry." King Biancheng replied coldly in a tone that was not at all embarrassing: "It was just a convenience."

Sun Yin asked calmly: "You don't think threats will work on me, do you? People like us who protect the way, who are afraid of sacrifice for our ideals? After he dies, you will be buried with him."

"Ahem!" Chu Xu, who was pressed into the pit, said hurriedly: "But if it is an unnecessary sacrifice, we should avoid it if possible."

The previous Chu Xu died very carelessly, he should have done something before dying, right?

It was not until this time that the city guards of Liguo assembled urgently, and various masters came late.

But seeing the flying green light and the might of the tiger-headed masked man raising his palm to turn the sky, who dared to come forward?

Only a figure with wide robes and large sleeves, a jade belt and a folding fan inserted diagonally, strode forward and quickly approached the battlefield!

Liguo Tianjiao Fan Wushu!

He is still only at the peak of the outer building, and his cultivation is even inferior to Chu Xu who was pressed into the gravel pit. He is completely unqualified to intervene in such a battlefield. But his sleeves were like flags, and he was unyielding.

"Sir, please stay!" Someone shouted to stop him: "You are worth a lot of money, the hope of the country, you can't take risks lightly!"

Fan Wushu didn't even turn his head: "Others are fighting in our capital. Even if the people of Li are unable to intervene, how can we leave them alone and watch!?"