The Greatest Uncle of All Heavens

Chapter 192 Song Lianfeng

"Huh" trembling all over his body, he gasped heavily, as if a drowning man had just landed on the shore, and then he couldn't help but tremble all over his body, raised his head and roared with his face flushed, and erupted even more terrifyingly His aura was that the mysterious black spear in his mind absorbed the power of Long Yuan's crazy blood and returned to him a wave of pure energy.While this energy nourished his soul, it quickly dispersed into his limbs and bones, further strengthening his already hardened body, and the power of dragon, phoenix and unicorn blood in his body seemed to be fused together .

And the power in his body is surging like a river, even filling every acupoint in his body, making him feel like he is integrated with the heaven and the earth, and the power of the heaven and the earth is for his own use. The feeling of being able to fly into the sky and escape from the ground.

Feeling the changes in his body, Duan Shuai took a deep breath, and as his thoughts came, the surging internal force in his body suddenly soared into the sky like a gust of wind, then swooped down from midair, and slapped a palm on a mountain below. As soon as he came out, he could only hear the sound of the dragon chant, and a real energy dragon flew out from the palm of his hand, and the suddenly shaken mountain collapsed, and was as fragile as tofu in front of the energy dragon.

"This..." Duanlang, Bu Jingyun and others couldn't help looking at Duanshuai in shock. At this moment, they only felt that Duanshuai's strength seemed to be much more terrifying than Di Shitian. This is a true god-like power!
Duan Shuai, who was also taken aback by the intimidation of his palm, grinned in response.Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes as if aware of it, feeling some fragmented information images flashing in his mind, he couldn't help being stunned again: "These...are Di Shitian's memories? What's in my mind? The mysterious black gun head can not only absorb energy and feed it back to me, but also has the ability to refine and feed back the enemy's memory, which is incredible."

Di Shitian is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. His memory is so rich, it is like an encyclopedia!It is knowledge and wisdom, as well as the Sacred Heart Jue and its various martial arts and tricks.It can be said that Duan Shuai is really fighting monsters and upgrading this time, making a lot of money.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that the Seven Martial Dragon Slaying would end in such a way, and Duan Shuai was undoubtedly the final winner.

Although the god general saw that the situation was not good and ran away when Duan Shuai killed Di Shitian, but without Di Shitian's Tianmen, there is nothing to fear.However, Duan Shuai personally went to Tianmen, rescued Fufenglei who had been frozen by Di Shitian for many years, and went to Tianmen's treasury.

With Di Shitian's death, those masters in the Tianmen also scattered. The originally powerful Tianmen collapsed, and the rivers and lakes of Shenzhou temporarily returned to calm.

As for Duan Shuai, he chose to continue living in seclusion, pursue martial arts, and digest the huge memory and martial arts information he got from Di Shitian.
But as time passed, some of those Tianmen masters gradually couldn't bear their loneliness and began to stir up wind and rain in the rivers and lakes.

Decades have passed in a blink of an eye, Duanjia has once again become a famous family in the world, and Duanlang has also become a mythical peerless powerhouse in the world just like Fengyun.

As for the Sword Worship Villa, although it was prosperous for a while, after Aotian got involved with the people of Tianmen, and was finally abolished by Duanlang, the Ao clan quietly disappeared. The villa is also gradually forgotten by the people in the rivers and lakes.Also forgotten is Duan Shuai, who has always been low-key, but Duan Lang's name is increasing day by day in the Jianghu, becoming more and more resounding.
On the beach of the south coast, dozens of Liao warriors wearing animal skin robes and holding spears and forks stood. In front of them stood a slim and beautiful Liao girl. Added a bit of heroism.

However, at this time, her heroic eyebrows were slightly frowned, with a touch of worry on her face, and she looked nervously and expectantly at the turbulent sea.

Not long after, a few small black dots appeared on the surface of the sea, gradually getting bigger, turning into building boats, heading towards the beach at an increasing speed.

Before the building boat docked, the beautiful and heroic Liao girl jumped onto the first building boat with the flag of "Song" hanging on it as if she was walking on the water with light kung fu.

On the deck of the building, he was dressed in a white warrior outfit, a black robe, and a shawl with long black hair. He looked about 20 years old at most. He was not very handsome, but his eyes were bright. The young man with unique temperament is looking at the seaside, smiling and talking to several imposing men and women beside him.

"This time Lord Feng swept the Nanhai faction, from now on Lingnan martial arts will respect my Song family, and no one in the South China Sea will be able to compete with my Song family. Such a great achievement, I don't know how the lord will reward Master Feng ?” A man with a knife scar on his face and a strong aura all over his body said with a grin.

"In my opinion, among the Song Clan, apart from the Clan Lord, in terms of martial arts and courage, even the Second Young Master is far inferior to Master Feng," said a white robe exuding a fierce aura, like a sharp sword out of its scabbard. The young man couldn't help but said: "If it wasn't for Master Feng not being a direct descendant of the Song Clan, the position of the Song Clan leader in the future should be inherited by Master Feng."

A stocky and thick man frowned and said: "Bai Luo, stop talking nonsense! If this is heard by the descendants of the family, it will inevitably cause trouble for Lord Feng."

"Hmph! What direct descendants? Aren't we also descendants of the Song family, who were born and died for the Song Clan. On the contrary, those direct descendants are content with pleasure, how much have they contributed to the family? Not to mention other things, just in the past few years, Feng How many troubles has the Lord solved for the family?" The man with the scar face said angrily: "In my opinion, the position of the leader of the Song clan should be occupied by capable people. To say something disrespectful, even though the leader of the Song Dynasty Patriarch of the family, but all these years, he has been obsessed with practicing swords, so how has he ever really managed the family?"

"Okay, stop talking! As the children of the Song family, it is our right to go through life and death for the family," the leader of the black-robed youth waved his hand, and he couldn't help frowning and looking at the boat that stepped on the water. The woman who came: "Qian'er?"

Ouyang Qian is one of the three Liao commanders under the Song Clan.As a woman, it is not easy for Ouyang Qian to become a commander-in-chief. No matter in martial arts or ability, she will never lose to men.

But as proud as she is, she is convinced by the black-robed youth Song Lianfeng, because now Song Lianfeng has faintly become the person with the most prestige in martial arts in the Song Clan except for the lord Tiandao Song Que.And all of this was done by Song Lianfeng, an unremarkable collateral child of the Song family himself.

"Master Feng, you are finally back!" Ouyang Qian, who jumped onto the boat, couldn't help taking a breath.

Seeing her anxious look, Song Lianfeng realized that something must have happened, couldn't help frowning and asked, "What happened?"

"There is news from the mountain city that the lord has betrothed the young lady to Xie Wenlong, the son of Xie Hui, the lord of the exclusive castle in the middle of Sichuan," Ouyang Qian continued.

"What did you say?" Hearing this, Song Lianfeng's face changed slightly and he spoke in a low voice. An invisible evil spirit radiated from his body, and all the masters around him felt as if they were suffocated and their faces changed drastically. They were forced to step back. He looked at Song Lianfeng, who was exuding a fierce aura, with a horrified expression.

Seeing Ouyang Qian, whose pretty face flushed and took two steps back, unable to speak under the oppression of her own momentum, and Song Lianfeng, who didn't ask any more questions, his figure had already left a few blurred lines on the sea. The afterimage disappeared in the distance in a blink of an eye.

Although we have known for a long time that Song Lianfeng's strength is a bit unfathomable, everyone who has seen his light kung fu and physical skills can't help but gasp: "Master Feng will not conflict with the lord when he returns this time. Bar?"

(End of this chapter)