Chapter 197

The mythical warrior is high above, controlling Qi and riding the wind, just like an immortal.

However, no matter how "as if", it's just "as if", not a real immortal.

The mythical warrior is also human and has his own limit.

For example, the myth of triple heaven, such as killing the patriarch with blood, is only ten or twenty miles apart at most, even if you do your best. As for more, you can't catch it.

As for the martial arts myth of Chang'an City, it's incredible and unheard of to shoot thousands of miles apart.

Even in overseas, where martial arts flourished, the blood killing patriarch had never heard of such an incredible scene.

"That's bullshit!"

Blood kill grandmaster looks uncertain, finally suddenly sneer: "can you see that scene with your own eyes?"

Blood killed the grandmaster.

The blood killing disciple was slightly stunned, and immediately replied: "grandmaster, I also heard that...

" hum. "

"I see."

The blood killing patriarch snorted coldly: "your level is too low. You don't know our mythical means at all."

The blood kills the grandmaster's facial expression to restore, instantly then thought of everything.

Ordinary people like to spread errors and exaggerate. How can they not know that they killed their ancestors with blood?

For example, when two mythical warriors fight, the mountain collapses and the earth splits, and the aftershocks spread to tens of miles around.

If this scene is seen by ordinary people, it must be considered that the God is angry and the gods are fighting, and then the more it spreads, the more outrageous it becomes.

But in fact, in the eyes of such mythical warriors as the blood killing patriarch, it's just the fight of the strong at the same level.

It's nothing at all.

According to the disciple of blood killing sect, the mythical warrior of Chang'an City may have some ability, but it's far worse to use this method thousands of miles apart.

"Don't worry, I will definitely get revenge for the blood killing, but now is not the time. I have to wait for the permission of those people."

The blood kills the grandmaster to ponder for a while, light says.

"Those people?"

Xuesha's disciples suddenly turned pale when they heard the words.

In his eyes, patriarch xuesha is already an immortal, but now, patriarch xuesha even uses "those" to address others...

"it's OK to tell you."

The blood killing patriarch glanced at the blood killing disciples and said casually, "this time I return to the mainland, not alone, but with several dignified and important people."

The blood kills the grandmaster to say this, pauses a meeting, continues to say: "those several big people, the status reveres, if you meet, must not have the slightest overstep."

"Otherwise, it's not just you who are going to die, it might even affect me."

The blood kills the grandmaster to warn a way.

"Yes."

Xuesha sect disciple's face was as white as paper. He bowed his head and replied.

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the mythical patriarch of blood killing gate appeared.

The news spread all over the world like lightning.

Today, the state of Tang unifies all countries and has the same prestige. Xueshamen is forced to demobilize its disciples and want to avoid the liquidation of the state of Tang.

At this time, the mythical patriarch of the blood killing sect appeared, which was like the dawn for the disciples of the blood killing sect who were hiding around like a lost dog.

"How did the Grandmaster of xueshamen come back?"

"I don't know. Did you come back for blood killing?"

"It's over. The blood killing patriarch is back. The blood killing clan is fierce and powerful. I'm waiting for the good days to come to an end."

The hearts of countless martial arts people in the Jianghu are very sad.

For a long time, the blood killing sect has always been a pleasure to stir up all the countries in the world and alienate the martial arts. The prosperity of the blood killing sect means that there will be more killing in the world.

"However, I don't know what the myth of Chang'an city looks like when the patriarch of xueshamen came back."

Someone couldn't help asking.

That's what I said.

All the warriors were silent.

The three top products of xuesha sect fell into the hands of the mythical warrior in Chang'an city. In addition, xuesha sect was forced to demobilize its disciples.

How can blood kill the grandmaster to ignore such gratitude and resentment?

"Who do you think is better than the myth of Chang'an City

The warrior asked excitedly.

"I think it should be the myth of Chang'an City? After all, a few years ago, the same mythical master of Mengyuan was killed by the mythical one in Chang'an City....

"the master of Mengyuan was just a newcomer to the myth of Wulin. How could it be compared with killing the ancestor with blood?"

"It's true that blood killing ancestors was a myth of the Wulin as early as 200 years ago. Now that they have traveled abroad for 200 years, their strength must have improved a lot. The myth of Chang'an city can kill the Mongolian and Yuan national teachers, but it may not be able to defeat blood killing ancestors."

Countless warriors were talking quickly.In their opinion, Su Qin's strength is unfathomable, but blood killing grandmaster is also not weak, especially in the past 200 years, God knows what height blood killing grandmaster has gone.

"In my opinion, the myth of Chang'an city should not be the opponent of blood killing the patriarch."

There was an old warrior who decided.

Although Su Qin was under great pressure, the blood killing sect leader was even more invincible 200 years ago. In the absence of a direct fight between the two, we all think that the blood killing sect leader is stronger.

After all, one side has been practicing martial arts for 200 years more than the other. It's clear at a glance which side is better.

When the world is talking about it.

Chang'an city.

Inside the palace.

"It's really blood killing."

The emperor of the Tang Dynasty looked like water. He looked at the information in his hands and said in a deep voice.

Today, the state of Tang dominates the whole country. As early as the first appearance of the blood killing patriarch, relevant information was sent to the emperor of Tang.

However, at that time, the emperor still had doubts in his mind, but as time went by, more and more information came, but the emperor had to believe it.

"Your Majesty, what shall we do now?"

A Minister stood up, looked at the emperor and asked.

The emperor of the Tang Dynasty was silent and said, "I will mobilize the army to strengthen the inspection of Chang'an city."

The other ministers looked at each other and opened their lips, but they didn't continue to say anything.

In fact, it can only be done according to what Emperor Tang said, otherwise what can be done? Is it hard to take the initiative to find the blood killing grandmaster and take him down?

Let's not say whether the state of Tang can take the blood killing patriarch who is a myth of the Wulin. Who can grasp the whereabouts of the blood killing patriarch?

Wulin mythology controls Qi and takes advantage of the wind. It's tens of thousands of miles a day. Maybe it's in the extreme West today, and it's in the extreme north tomorrow.

After the end of the parliament.

The emperor of Tang came to the East Palace in a hurry.

"Mr. Ruan, hasn't the third brother contacted you yet?" The Tang emperor found Ruan Qing and asked.

Although Ruan Qing claimed to be a servant of Su Qin, the emperor of Tang did not dare to regard a Wulin myth as a servant, instead, he called it "Sir".

In the state of Tang, Mr. is a kind of honorary name, such as Mr. teacher.

"No

Ruan Qing took a look at the Emperor Tang and asked, "what can I do for you?"

"The blood killed the grandmaster 200 years ago. I don't know why, but I came back." The emperor of the Tang Dynasty has said all he knows.

"It seems that the overseas great religions have begun to intervene." Ruan Qing thought for a while and sighed.

"What should we do now?"

Although the emperor of the Tang Dynasty did not know what "shangzong Da Jiao" in Ruan Qing's words meant, he also knew that it was not a good thing.

"If it's just blood killing, I can deal with it, but in addition to blood killing, those great masters must have sent other disciples."

Ruan Qing shook her head.

"Now, we have to wait for the master to get out of the pass..."

Ruan Qing said helplessly.

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almost at the same time, all kinds of strange news spread all over the world.

For example, someone once saw a woman in white flying in the air on the Arctic ice sheet, just like a fairy in the upper world. Some people see the man in green with a sword, who is walking hundreds of meters at a time. It seems that he is measuring the world. Others saw a Taoist standing above the clouds, looking down on all living beings indifferently, as if looking for something else.

For a time, the world was shaken.

If we say that the blood killing patriarch just appeared out of thin air at the beginning only shocked people all over the world, then it is frightening to see the existence of these suspected mythical warriors one after another.

"What happened?"

"Is it difficult for these people to come back from overseas like blood killing ancestors?"

"That's the only possibility. Otherwise, there would be no one in Wulin mythology in one era. How could there be so many now?"

Many of them were frightened.

...

and at this moment.

On a high mountain, there are several figures standing leisurely.

These figures include women in white who look like fairies, men with swords in green, and Taoist priests in Taoist robes.

Right now.

Because of the existence of these figures, the top of the whole mountain is covered by an inexplicable aura.

"How's it going?"

The voice of the woman in white is clear and light.

She is the contemporary goddess of the snow Temple of the overseas great religion. Her name is Bingling. She came here at the order of the school to determine whether this continent is a place of great controversy in legend.

As for the others, they are also the best children from overseas.

"Although the current vitality of this mainland is still far less than that of our overseas clans, its growth rate is far faster than that of overseas clans."The man in green with the negative sword said this. After a pause, he continued: "according to the current trend, the vitality of this place can be comparable to that of overseas in a hundred years at most, and will completely surpass that of overseas in two hundred years."

That's what I said.

Everyone's face changed on the court.

"What are you waiting to do? We might as well join hands to take charge of the state of Tang, take complete control of the mainland, and then welcome our clan. " A rough man said carelessly.

As soon as they arrived, they knew that the mainland was ruled by a country called Tang state.

"In charge of the state of Tang?"

The Taoist priest in the Taoist robe frowned slightly: "but I heard that there seems to be a mythical warrior in Chang'an city of the Tang Dynasty, and his strength is not weak..."

"strength is not weak?" The rough man grinned and said, "compared with our overseas counterparts, we are not even vulgar here. Any mythical warrior can be invincible in an era."

"But in front of our disciples, what is it?"

"Anyone can sweep this place."

There is a strong pride in the rough man's tone.

"Not bad." The man in green with the sword nodded slightly: "as a disciple of the great religion, whether it's the skills or the heritage, how can we compare with such common customs here?"

"That's good."

Bingling, the contemporary goddess of snow temple, nodded slightly: "in this case, we'll go to Chang'an city. If that mythical warrior knows interest and bows down, he can spare his life. If he doesn't know interest, he can kill him directly."

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under Chang'an city.

In the majestic hall.

Su Qin slowly opened his eyes.

"The field is finally pretty solid."

Su Qin looked satisfied.

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