Chapter 370

Ye Chen seems to be plain, but it contains a lot of bullying and decisiveness. However, Chen can't help but change his mind.

After watching him go, Chen sighed: "Hey, it's going to be chaos again, tiandian. I hope you don't go too far."

"Chief, do you think he is the opponent of tiandian?"

Qin Xiaotian asked.

For tiandian, he knows more than ye Chen, an outsider. Tiandian has always been low-key and mysterious. For 50 years, he hardly interfered with the outside world.

Because they are arrogant and domineering.

Because they always look down on the so-called martial artists from outside, even the third ranked Zhongnanhai crazy man is still out of their eyes.

Ordinary clowns are always dealt with by Wumeng.

This time, it was Ye Chen who stabbed too much basket, which made tiandian pay attention to him.

Facing Qin Xiaotian's question, Chen Lao shook his head slightly: "this son's mind is different from ordinary people, and the bottom cards are emerging in an endless stream. I don't think it's a wise decision for tiandian to provoke him."

He confessed to reading countless people, but he could not see through Ye Chen.

"Ye nankuang's strength is enough to enter the temple of heaven, which I agree with."

Qin Xiaotian smiled bitterly: "but don't forget who owns the tiandian hall. The leader of the tiandian hall, Guan Shanyue, if he does..."

"The myth of Wulin a hundred years ago?"

Old Chen's face was coagulated, then murmured, "niuqingshan, when will you endure this sick dragon? A hundred years ago, Niu batian, who was praised as the most powerful man in Wulin, can't stand up any more now? "

Time goes backwards.

A hundred years ago, four Tianjiao came out of the world and pushed them into the world with invincible funds. Their brilliance almost made the martial arts circle of China look up to them. Even Xue Feng and his contemporaries did not dare to look directly at their strengths.

Since then, the four have disappeared. What outsiders don't know is that they are going to the heaven hall alone, the dragon soul alone, and the rest two are going back to the fields. One is going to take charge of the devil capital and the other is going to take charge of the island.

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Tianchi, Changbai Mountain.

The old farmer was still sitting by the lake fishing. The old cow beside him was lying on the ground. He kept licking a wine pot with his tongue out. His eyes were dazed and drunk.

"Monsters!"

Seeing this scene, the old farmer was in agony: "I've only heard that cows chew peonies, but never heard that cows swallow fish or drink white wine."

At this time, the old farmer seemed to look at the lake.

I saw a wave of white fog suddenly rising from the ice covered lake. The white fog was all over the sky, as if the ice had been melted by boiling water.

A tiger howled in the white fog.

"Bang Bang... Bang... "

With a heavy voice coming, I saw a white tiger coming in the fog. The white tiger was very tall and powerful, as if to choose someone to eat.

And in the moment when the white tiger came out.

The old cow beside the old farmer suddenly woke up from his drunken state.

"Wheeze, wheeze..."

The old cow kept pawing and poked a big hole in the ice in front of him. The white gas with the smell of wine came out of his nose. A pair of eyes were as big as a copper bell.

"Younger martial brother, you are still here."

The old farmer continued to fish regardless.

As the white tiger walked out, he saw a young man with purple robe sitting on his body. The young man had a handsome face, but his eyes looked down on everything: "elder martial brother, since you have already disappeared, you should not ask about the outside world."

"When do I say I'm back?"

The old farmer took out the tobacco pot bag and began to smoke, but he didn't lift it. "I just said I was tired and wanted to rest for a while. I'm not sure for a while. It may be the Kung Fu of a bag of cigarettes or until I die!"

"Elder martial brother is so cunning!"

Zipao youth said: "it's no use saying more. Younger martial brother came here today to tell elder martial brother ye nankuang that you can't interfere with him any more. He is the enemy of our tiandian temple, and even the enemy of the last three days!"

The old farmer spits out a cigarette ring and sighs: "younger martial brother, how many years has our master died?"

"What do you mean by that?" The purple robed youth was a little unhappy.

"The master was born in the Daoguang period, that is, 1821, and died in the eighth year of the Republic of China, that is, 1919. He lived to be ninety-eight years old and died nearly a hundred years ago."

The old farmer continued: "when the master was seventy years old, he received four of our brothers. Do you remember what the master said when the four of us knelt down in front of the master and saluted him?"

"Elder martial brother, I don't want to hear about the past!"

The purple robed youth became more and more unhappy.

The old farmer didn't stop: "on that day, the master borrowed a poem from Du Fu. He was able to build thousands of houses and shelter all the poor people in the world. The master wanted to tell us that we should have a heart of kindness and chivalry, and never bully the weak with force."

Speaking of this, old Nong Dun looked up at Zipao youth with eyes burning: "but you have changed. After master's death, you must be greedy for the vanity of Wulin myth by virtue of your outstanding qualifications, and then you are not willing to the status quo, and you want to cater to some people. Over the years, you have completely forgotten your original intention and even deviated from your responsibilities."

"Did you forget that master entered the last three days with his own power? Do you forget the three tragic laughs the master made before he left? "

"Elder martial brother, do you mean to fight against younger martial brother and protect Ye Nan crazy?" "Niuqingshan, you have no fighting spirit, but don't block my way!" said the young man in purple

"Pass the mountain!"

The old farmer, who had been indifferent before, suddenly burst out and looked very solemn: "my name is Niu batian, not Niu Qingshan, I am the Dragon King of the dragon soul!"

"Dragon King? The cow bullys the sky

Guan Shan smiled coldly: "you have been living in the backcountry for years, either farming or peeping at the widow's bath, like a cow dominating the sky? Like the Dragon King? Elder martial brother, when you are old, you should admit your life. "

"No!"

"I'm not old yet!"

Niuqingshan sighed and suddenly reached out to the white tiger sitting down in the purple robe. The white tiger suddenly fell into the ice, only showing its back on it.

During the whole process, niuqingshan didn't fluctuate with any energy, just like a wave at will.

"You broke the mirror, too?"

Zipao's face suddenly changed, and then he sneered: "I understand, elder martial brother, you are too cunning. You deliberately deceived the world and me by the reason of being injured and retired. In fact, you are seeking the opportunity to break the mirror in the dark!"

The next moment.

The face of the purple robed youth was replaced by coldness: "but do you think you can stop me? My good elder martial brother, don't forget that among several elder martial brothers, younger martial brother, I am the first to become the supreme martial art! "

"Just try!"

Niuqingshanhun didn't care and jumped to the ice first.

Two extremely fierce attacks broke out.

People who travel in Changbai Mountain are horrified to find out!

Avalanche!

The snow is like a sea of tides. That scene is like a flash flood and a crack in the sky.

The avalanche lasted half an hour before it ended.

What everyone doesn't know is.

A white tiger carrying a young man covered in blood fled towards the distance, an old ox carrying an old farmer walking slowly in the snow.

The old farmer's hands are broken, and life and death are unknown!

The old cow is in tears!

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PS: overslept, chapter two, and one more