Early landing in the world of martial arts

"Yes, this comes from an ancient legend in the Western Regions. We all know the prophecy. If you have any questions, sir, feel free to ask. Please don't continue to make things difficult for my grandchildren."

When the old man opened his mouth, it turned out to be the voice of an old woman, and her trembling voice was full of fear.

"Don't worry, I, Asura, have never been such an unreasonable person. If those barbarians of your family hadn't attacked me first, I wouldn't have been able to confront them with swords."

The man said with a smile.

It's just that in this laughter, there is a dark and terrifying aura.

The old woman nodded when she heard the words.

But one hand groped behind him and grabbed the little grandson's palm.

This kid with big blinking eyes didn't understand why grandma's hands were much colder than usual.

"Old man... Do you think that if I kill the real Shura, will I become a real Shura?"

At this time, the man asked again.

Accompanied by his voice, the long sword in the man's hand was shining with a strange light, and he seemed a little unable to bear it.

"Impossible... Shura... there can only be one... unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless that true Asura is willing to withdraw..."

"Is that so?"

"The little grandson behind you should be your last prophetic bloodline, right? Your family relies on close relatives to give birth to such a child with almost 99% atavistic bloodlines, and he hasn't died yet..."

"My lord... what are you talking about, the old woman can't understand..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. I did promise you to let this little guy go, but I didn't tell you where to let him go. And I only promised to let this little guy go, but I didn't promise to let you go... "

The man showed his white teeth and smiled.

Gently took the little grandson's hand, although the old woman wanted to stop him, she found that she couldn't move at all.

"Little guy, cover your eyes, I want to play a game with grandma."

The man smiled and covered his eyes with his hands for the kid.

The bloodthirsty long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and it was quietly on the granny's neck, a smear of bright red blood flowed all over the ground, the little guy scratched his nose, and felt an unpleasant smell permeating his nasal cavity.

When the big brother in front of me came to the house, the smell in the house did not disappear for three days, and after that day, all the parents disappeared.

When the little guy opened his eyes, he found that Grandma had miraculously disappeared. He only saw blood all over the ground.

"Your grandma is gone, and you will follow me from now on."

The man laughed.

The child nodded somewhat half-understanding, but for some reason, a sad mood filled his heart.

As if feeling some kind of life and death, he looked back at the pool of blood, and tears flowed unconsciously.

"If you follow me in the future, you can't shed tears easily..."

The man chuckled and said those words.

However, with his hands, he gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the child's eyes.

The latter nodded, followed the man and left the place.

The battle in the distant circle was still fierce, and the smiling Jizo was still standing in front of everyone in the distance.

It's just that under this peaceful land, the hidden evil is quietly being born.

No one noticed where the skull Buddha beads that Dizang was wearing around his neck went.

The latter lay quietly in the ground, slowly absorbing the aftermath of the battle from the ground, like a seed waiting to take root and germinate.

"Jiu Mingjun, you can travel a lot in the world."

With a loud laugh, there was a mighty momentum in the ground.

In the past, Haohao Tangtang's team came out of the ground carrying a huge sedan chair, and the one walking in front was a kid with a long tongue, bouncing around.

The many ghosts following behind are also boys and girls with red lips and white teeth, and there are black and white impermanent in black and white clothes.

"It's just a shocking event in the world, which provoked Lord Yan Jun to take action himself. It seems that this time the underworld treats this brat very highly."

Jiu Mingjun said calmly, you have been staring at the huge sedan chair, and a huge figure squeezed out of the sedan chair.

One step on the ground, the whole ground shook three times.

Where it looks like a figure, this is a mountain of meat.

"Ben Yan Jun, I heard that people from the underworld have come to join in the fun. If they don't show up again, I'm afraid the world will be turned upside down."

"Qianji? What are you doing standing there? Can't you see the old master after seeing the new master?"

That Roshan snorted coldly.

After Qianji realized it, he hurriedly ran to the side of Roshan, with a flattering smile on his face.

Chapter 327

Yan Jun arrived with great fanfare, and the team behind him was even more impressive. For a while, he even wanted to steal the limelight of the battle in the circle.

"I don't know Lord Yan Lord is here, and I am far away from welcoming you. Please forgive me. The people in your underworld can't discipline their own little ghosts. This has led to such consequences. You have to provoke me to take a look. However, considering that this is the territory of the King of Hades after all. This is not a random shot."

"Right now, I'm waiting left and right. It's Lord Yan Jun who finally came. It depends on how you deal with it."

Before the other party opened his mouth, Jiu Mingjun, who was full of bad taste, put a hat on the other party.

"Tsk tsk tsk, according to the legend, there is a Nine Underworld Lord who likes to tell stories and turn black and white. Although he looks like a scholar in his clothes, his mouth looks like he hasn't accumulated evil virtue in a few lifetimes, and he dares to say anything."

That Roshan opened his mouth and clicked his tongue.

Step by step towards Jiu Mingjun, he is tall and condescending, looking at the latter, the expression of the latter remains unchanged, with a magnanimous appearance.

"How is it? Lord Yan means that I have turned black and white and framed your Yin official? Otherwise, you should ask him first, whether this little devil is under its jurisdiction, and whether he has achieved such a scene under his nose?"

At this moment, Qianji wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in to protect his frail body.

In the collision between these two great figures, why did you choose yourself to be the last one?With just a few words between two people, they can decide their own life and death.

"Hey, that's not true. Didn't we all say that? It's a rumor in the underworld. I often tell my subordinates that although our Lord Jiuming looks like a frail scholar, it is also true. What is what, a hero who speaks his mind!"

That Yan Jun smiled, reached out and patted the sedan chair, so they stopped.

"Zhaosheng Yanjun really still likes this kind of fanfare and ostentation. Now it's all right. With your presence, such a trivial matter is not easy."

Lord Jiuming, after finishing speaking, he refocused his attention on the battle in the circle. In that circle, swords, lights and swords, you come and go, and the evil ghosts are covered with scars, but seeing Ren Changsheng's tired appearance is not optimistic.

Zhao Sheng Yan Jun also cast his eyes over, licked his lips, and the militant factor in his body began to stir.

"That person must be the legendary Ren Changsheng. I came late, but once the eldest brother and the second brother mentioned this, it seems that this is the case."

"He is in the underworld, and he may be stronger than you. Although he claims to be unparalleled in combat power, his own martial arts realm has not even reached the level of heaven and man."

"This genius cannot be judged by the realm of martial arts. His power is like longevity, and his battle is like a heavenly man. The swordsman who once blocked the gate of heaven with his sword owes him favors."

The Nine Dark Lords.

After Zhaosheng Yanjun heard this, he officially looked at Ren Changsheng.

The sword in the latter's hand should be the one that was said to block the gate of heaven, so that the immortals in the sky did not dare to descend, and the immortals on the ground did not dare to ascend.

"Tsk tsk, they are all a group of martial arts lunatics. Isn't their mortal cultivation all their lives to prove the way of longevity? But they were cut off abruptly by others, and they themselves were not allowed to ascend. What is that guy trying to do?"

Zhao Sheng Yan Jun couldn't figure it out.

"Maybe I don't want all the flowers in this world to fall into other places. If those people are gone, then this world will be so boring."

Jiu Mingjun smiled.

At that moment just now, he seemed to see a person who held a long sword and blocked the gate of heaven decades ago, which became a rule that no group of people in the sky and the ground dared to surpass.

On that day, someone questioned him from below, how decent is it to behave like this?

Su Lu said loudly with a sword in his hand.

"If anyone in the nine heavens and ten places refuses to accept it, you can come to me, Su Lu! With my sword, under this gate of heaven, I am the decency! The sword is the rule!"

Jiu Mingjun was a little yearning.

Although both the heaven and the underworld are admired and feared by mortals, both sides are lifeless places.

The Heavenly Realm is full of gods and immortals, but the above is also extremely boring, and the only benefit is that they can live forever.

Longevity can also be obtained in the underworld, but this is the immortality of some dead people, which is more boring than the heavenly realm.

The human world is sandwiched between the two, and it is impossible to achieve longevity, but it has various forms. The reincarnation in the human world is yearned for by so many gods and ghosts, ups and downs, life, old age, sickness and death, all these tastes are much more interesting than longevity.

"It doesn't matter, the affairs of our underworld can't be settled by a mortal in the end..."

As Yan Jun Zhaosheng said, he was about to take a step into the circle, but at this moment an unknown figure stood in the middle, blocking his way forward.

"My lord, it's not the style of everyone to bully the few with more, right? It shouldn't be the case with your status."

Dizang said with a smile that the red-robed ghost's figure has changed a lot after she controlled it. It was somewhat eerie before, but now judging from its appearance, it is actually somewhat friendly.

Zhao Sheng Yan Jun looked at the person in front of him, and he could tell at a glance that he was a companion with the evil spirit behind him.

Stretching out a huge palm, he pushed the young man in front of him aside. While walking, he said with a smile, "Use more to bully the less? What I like most is to bully the less with the more."

Lord Jiuming, who watched the scene in front of him with a smile from behind, said softly, "This Zhaosheng Yanjun, don't look at the high-sounding name, but in the words of you mortals, he is a first-class villain. Bullying the young, bullying the weak with the strong, this is what he likes to do most, and only he can do shameless things, so most of the things that need to go out in the underworld are also entrusted to him."

Gu Changan nodded.

He doesn't care what the character of the other party is, as long as he can enter the circle to help Ren Changsheng as soon as possible, then everything will be fine.

"Your Excellency... isn't it against the rules for you to do this?"

Dizang made his voice out.

Zhao Sheng Yan Jun stopped halfway and turned to look at the young man behind him with a smile.

"Boy, how do you comply with the rules? Do you want to beat you up and then go in?"

"This is your Excellency wanting to make a move, as it should be."

"Hahaha, what an arrogant boy, I have liked you all my life. After you die, I will send you to the Underworld to see if you can be so stubborn."

He didn't care about the fact that the underworld should not interfere with the affairs of the yang. Since the young man in front of him was so ungrateful, he could also teach him how to behave.

If he didn't accept the so-called punishment after arriving in the underworld, he would be Lord Yan!When a mortal dies, at most, he will be told by the eldest brother and the second brother without pain or itching.

"Boy, do you know the identity of Lao Tzu?"

"do not know."

"Listen well, Lao Tzu is the Zhao Sheng Yan Lord among the top ten Yan Luos in the underworld."

Zhaosheng Yanjun had a ferocious face, showing a dark smile, and he was gearing up to walk towards the boy.

"It's also yours... Giver of the Dead!"

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Chapter 328 Calculation

"Ten Yan Lords of the underworld? They are also the rulers of the underworld, right?"

"So... if I defeat you one by one, does that mean that I can also occupy a ruling position in the underworld?"

The boy said with a smile, the smile looks innocent and innocent, but the malice hidden behind it can make people feel a burst of terror from the bottom of their hearts.

"Looking young, the tone is not young."

Zhao Sheng Yan Jun smiled, revealing a terrifying meaning: "However, I and you are dressed like a ghost...In this case, I will let you be pure!"

The voice fell.

A huge fist was raised high, wrapped in a gust of wind, and it hit the boy directly.

This punch is heavier than Mount Tai, and its speed is not inferior at all.

The young man didn't even dodge. He pointed a finger in the air, and a golden Buddhist bead emerged in the air, like a drop of water dripping into the void, and the void solidified into a shield, receiving the punch head-on.

There was no disturbance at all.