"Back then, Wuming massacred ten righteous sects and killed tens of thousands of our Central Plains army.
This kind of thief, I thought he was dead long ago, but I didn't expect that he was still alive."
"That's right.
Such a lackey shouldn't be alive.
It would be better if he was beaten to death by Jue Wushen this time."
"He is the big devil and deserves to die."
In the restaurant, people from all walks of life were talking about him, and people around him avoided him.
"call out" The sword is unsheathed and blood appears Several blood-red fountains spurted out, which frightened the drinkers around them.
However, there were mostly people from Jianghu here, so not all of them were scared away.
The world of Fengyun is obviously a world where warriors are respected, and the presence of the imperial court is extremely weak.
"Duan Lang, people don't live for the image in other people's mouths.
Remember," Bai Feiyun said.
Duanlang nodded, "I remember."
"Well, if you insist, then keep at it, waiter, check out."
Bai Feiyun took out a few pieces of silver and threw them on the table, then led Duan Lang out of the restaurant.
In the restaurant, there was silence.
Those people who had not said bad things about Wuming before looked at each other, and the shock in their hearts could not be expressed at all.
"Just now, that kid's sword was so fast," one person said.
"I didn't see clearly" "I didn't see it clearly either, it was like a ghost."
"The sword is so fast" "Looking at that kid's appearance, he must be around ten years old."
"However, the outcome of this battle between Wuming and Jue Wushen is really unpredictable.
If Jue Wushen wins, it will be difficult for anyone in our Central Plains martial arts community to be able to suppress him."
"Who said that when the mad god appears, who will compete with him?"
"That's right, Mad God is the strongest in the world."
"That's right, the Mad God is nowhere to be found now, which is why Jue Wu God is rampant."
Everyone was talking about it.
Sitting in a corner, a middle-aged man in white picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp.
He suddenly chuckled: "The swordsmanship of the Mad God is really wonderful.
He actually accepted a disciple.
It's interesting, it's interesting."
"Who is the mad god?"
asked a bearded man in his forties holding a ghost-headed sword in his hand.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "You can't recognize a real person in person" "You mean, it's no wonder that the man in white just now is a mad god.
No wonder his apprentice is so powerful.
If he is really a mad god, that would explain why his apprentices are so powerful.
He must be ten times more powerful.
If I wish I were as strong as him."
The bearded man looked happy and envious.
"Even if you practice for another hundred years, you can't beat the Crazy God with a finger.
He is the Crazy God and he is just as rumored.
He is so young," a big man said sarcastically.
The bearded man said not to be outdone: "I can't beat you, but you can't beat me.
You have been practicing for two hundred years, but you can't beat the Crazy God with just one fingernail."
During the dispute, the middle-aged man in white walked out of the restaurant, reached out and took out a pure white mask from his arms and put it on his face.
In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared, and no one noticed how he left.
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Bai Feiyun didn't expect that he would meet this person here.
White mask, all in white clothes.
Emperor Shaktian "Crazy God, it's our first time to meet you.
However, your appearance makes me very excited.
Oh, I forgot to introduce you, you can call me, Emperor Shitian."
Emperor Shitian introduced himself.
Bai Feiyun said with a smile but not a smile: "I like Emperor Shitian better.
After calling you Xu Fu for more than a thousand years, are you really so boring?"
"Oh, you know me?"
Xu Fu asked in surprise, but his heart was churning.
Bai Feiyun smiled and said: "You are just a person who is driven crazy by loneliness, which is quite pitiful.
In fact, you can go to Wu Wudi and fight with him, so that you will at least have an opponent."
"That guy Wu Wudi is also a lunatic.
I don't like him.
I like you more."
Xu Fu twisted his body, as if there were lice on his body, which made him move restlessly.
"How to say" "I have lived for more than a thousand years, and there are few things in the world that I don't know about your origins.
But for you, I can't see your past.
Could it be that you are not from this world?
It is really much easier to talk like this."
Xu Fu took off his mask.
Bai Feiyun's heart moved slightly.
There are indeed capable people in this world.
"Yes, I do come from another world," Bai Feiyun said.
"Sure enough, why did you come to this world as an alien from outside?"
Xu Fu asked.
"Strength, Immortality" "Is that dragon with immortal power?
Or maybe I am a god?"
Xu Fu said.
This old monster who has lived for more than a thousand years really knows many things.
Bai Feiyun said: "Anyone is fine, but God is more suitable."
"The Sacred Heart Technique cannot achieve true immortality, but the God's Divine Movement Technique is even less effective.
Why not choose the dragon?
We can cooperate," Xu Fu said.
Bai Feiyun smiled slightly: "There is no need in this world, maybe there are only these methods.
But if I have countless methods in other worlds, China is still too small."
"Are there gods in another world who can move mountains and seas?"
Xu Fu's heart moved.
Xu Fu is the kind of person who is completely bored to the point of boredom.
First establish a Tianmen to fight for hegemony in the world, and then Xu Fu leads the righteous martial arts to stop it.
What a boring person it would take to do such a thing
"There are gods and monsters.
Are you interested?"
Bai Feiyun said.
"Interest is for sure.
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For more than a thousand years, I have been looking for something to do.
I have been a disciple of various sects in the world, but I am tired of living like this. ."
Xu Fu spread his hands.
Bai Feiyun said: "Then, do me a favor and I will take you there."
"Why are you dealing with that madman God?
I knew what you wanted to do from the moment you dealt with the general.
However, God is no longer the weak God he was a few years ago.
However, your proposal is very good.
I can help. .
Maybe you can pass on your sword skills to me."
Xu Fu said, he was an extremely boring person.
"If you are willing to trade the Five Thunder Transformation Hands, I can teach you any martial arts you want to learn, as long as I know how to do it.
But first, let's get rid of that guy Jue Wushen."
Bai Feiyun had a plan in mind.
If Xu Fu is sincere, he can definitely be a big help, but if he has other intentions, he must be careful about the mystery of the Sacred Heart Art, which he knows very well.
"Absolutely, no problem," Xu Fu said with a smile.
The appearance of Juewu Shen stirred up the martial arts world in the Central Plains.
But the birth of the Mad God has aroused the enthusiasm of countless people.
Wushen Jue Palace took more than half a year to build.
Although it is a bit rough and not as good as the Wushen Jue Palace in Japan, it is enough for a place to stay.
His eyes were fixed on the seat of the Ninth Five Lords.
A Godless and Jue Palace cannot satisfy his Jue Wu God In the main square, three people walked up.
A thin body flew in the crowd, and then fell down one by one.
The warriors who followed Jue Wushen from Japan obviously had no way to stop it.
Just like cutting leeks, pieces are gone.
And this is just Duanlang's move In fact, both Xiong Ba and Dugu Yifang once said that Duan Lang's martial arts talent is no worse than Nie Feng's It's a pity that Duanlang is not the person chosen by fate Now, his talent has revealed its ferocious fangs.
The opponent is someone from Japan.
"Master said that everyone in Japan should be killed, so you all should die."
Duan Lang slashed out with his sword, turning into thousands of sword lights and scattering.
Wherever he passed, not a blade of grass grew.
"This boy is very good.
You have gained a good apprentice," Xu Fu said.
Bai Feiyun shook his head slightly: "He has great talent and a very stoic character.
He is a good prospect.
But after all, he is still young and his character is still being shaped.
Don't praise him in front of him.
Every world is not short of geniuses.
It’s character and open-mindedness” "It seems that I have found the right person."
Xu Fu said with a smile.
Bai Feiyun said calmly: "It's true that you are wrong, it will take time to see people's hearts."
"You have changed" A gray-haired old man said calmly.
Beside him were a child, a woman, an old man, and a middle-aged man named Po Jun.
"People will eventually change.
Are you, Wuming, still the same as you were twenty years ago?"
Bai Feiyun said.
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Wuming sighed: "What you said is true.
I have also changed.
People are changing.
Today, it is me and Jue Wushen who are fighting."
"It's not necessary.
You have been poisoned.
I quite like this battle.
More importantly, I don't plan to waste time here."
Xu Fu sneered and before he finished speaking, his whole body had already flown hundreds of feet.
"Are you submitting your name or are you really anxious to leave?"
Bai Feiyun said with a half-smile.
Within a quarter of an hour, Xu Fu came out holding a head.
That's a godless head In front of Xu Fu, who has lived for more than a thousand years, Jue Wushen is just a scumbag "Boy Duanlang, it's time to go" Xu Fu casually threw Juewoshen's head to the ground.
"Well, it's time to go.
This is the Nie family's Snow Drinking Sword.
Brother Wuming, please return it to him for me."
Bai Feiyun had nothing on him, but suddenly a knife appeared in his hand and he threw it to Wuming.
Duanlang put away the sword in his hand, turned around and came over.
"Is he still the same person more than a year ago?
A disciple and a helper, he solved Jue Wushen."
Feng Wu asked softly.
Another old man said in a daze: "Although I didn't see him last time, I have to say that the title of Mad God really suits him.
He is very crazy and that person is very strong, very strong."
"Ghost Tiger, give this knife to Nie Feng," Wuming picked up the Xue Yin Kuang Dao on the ground and said.
The old man behind him took it easily.
Next to him, Po Jun's face looked a little strange, as if he was afraid or shocked
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