Martial Myth System

The clouds in the sky move in the distance, like a changeable situation, like Heaven and Earth.

The old voice rang from the clouds, and an old man with white hair and youthful face stepped on an Immortal Crane.

"True Martial emperor does not need to be curious, it is the old man who came."

This old man rode a crane in a clear sky, with an immortal temperament around him, and he drove the invisible air flow directly to the banquet. On the seat, I picked up a bunch of grapes and put them directly into my mouth, while eating and paying respect with Young Master alone.

"Young Master alone, the old man is polite, and if he gets older and has inconvenience in his legs and feet, he will not sit directly with you for paid respect."

Young Master is alone on his face. His smile froze, and faintly said: "Qion Xiao senior, my name is Young Master solo...not solo Young Master..."

"Hey, whether he is Young Master or solo, his name is just A code name, don’t you be too entangled,” said the old man Qiong Xiao, and took another peach to eat. “If you feel uncomfortable in your heart, you can call me like that, whether it’s old man Qiongxiao or old man Qiongxiao, It doesn't matter~"

Only peach pits left after two bites, the old man Qiong Xiao smiled at Young Master alone, and then picked up a banana.

As soon as Dimeng Xinghang smiled at the old man Qiongxiao, he leaned slightly towards Han Feng’s position, and whispered, “The old man Qiongxiao, the master of the dream peach forest, is famous in Central Plains. The long-time old Innate, regardless of world affairs for two hundred years, does not know what means Young Master used to make such a character born and walk alone. With great benefit, things in the world are nothing more than this.” Han Feng didn’t care much. What he really valued during his trip was only Jiang Qinglou, which is so big...The only one who can really compete with Celestial Court is Jiang Qinglou. The boundless magic city is nothing more.

"hehe, old fogey does not love fame, wealth, beauty... The only thing he likes is to eat something." The old man Qiong Xiao heard Han Feng's words, but was not angry, but just smiled He ate all the bananas in his hand.

Han Feng did not care about a Ding Innate who seemed to have nothing special, and responded with a faint smile.

After that, I felt the strong breath of the fast approaching south.

It seems to be Innate, but under an inexplicable divine force blessing, it exudes a saint-level aura, but its human nature does not have the Martial Dao True Meaning beyond Innate. It should only be Be regarded as a pseudo super Innate.

However, even with the help of external forces to play super Innate battle strength, that is the pinnacle of Nine Provinces.

Han Feng feels the vague but strong divine force breath on the body of the incoming person, and a hint of deep meaning flashes in his eyes.

"hahahahaha, this seat is busy suppressing the Southern Border cult. I started a little bit late. How late is it?"

The voice of the visitor was indifferent and solemn, with Strong superior temperament.

Following his words, eighteen girls in white skirts and eighteen boys in Battle Armor, Ling Xu Yukong, came to step on the wind and clouds.

The Battle Armor boy landed, guarding a seat, and the eighteen girls stepped forward from the sky, waving the sky full of peach petals in their hands.

A middle-aged man dressed in a golden robe descended into the air, sat in the banquet, raised the wine glass on the table and toasted to the Young Master alone.

"Young Master walks alone, this seat will be directly seated, and will not pay respect to you."

Young Master saw it alone and immediately bowed his hands: "Don Sect Lord does not have to be like this. Saying that it is an honor for Young Master to be here alone." Han Feng hearing this, he took a more look at this Tang Sect Lord.

South Wulin builds the country by teaching, Sect Lord Tang Yuan sits on the ancient God Cult for thousands of years of martial power, and his people and teachings are deep... he is not in the Central Plains at all, but In recent years, there has been a mysterious Protestant in Nan Wulin, who is embroiled in a large number of believers and is embarrassed by the Ancient God Cult. Tang Yuan was able to spare time in the war with the Protestant to participate in this Central Plains event, which is enough for the Young Master to go alone. Save face.

Perceiving Han Feng's gaze, Tang Yuan turned his gaze to Han Feng, and toasted, "Is this the emperor of Celestial Court True Martial who is the most popular in Nine Provinces today?"

Han Feng didn’t know what the purpose of this guy was, and responded indifferently: "Exactly."

As the master of a continent, the other party is not good at taking a pose, but he doesn’t know the attitude of Nan Wulin. It is better to say less about why.

Han Feng thinks a lot, but didn’t expect this guy is really a nerve at all. After hearing Han Feng’s answer, he started talking: “Ha, True Martial Emperor is a hero of Celestial Court. The Lord is naturally beautiful, but this banquet invites all the world’s heroes, and every family has a deep foundation. As a new power, Celestial Court is still a little less heavy."

Han Feng hearing this, The brow twitched.

Does this guy think he has too few incidents in Southern Border? It is necessary to find a way to do something for Nan Wulin when he goes back.

Before Han Feng could counterattack, there was a change on the court. A plume of white smoke rose from the venue, and then a young man with a face of no more than 20 years old appeared in front of everyone. , Looks evil and handsome, with a white rune mark on the center of his eyebrows.

As soon as he showed up, he looked directly at the Ancient God Cult master and ridiculed: "Tang Yuan, the Celestial Court is the power of two continents. You can't even hold the Southern Border. What is the right to speak here?"

"Bold!" Hearing this person ridiculed, a Battle Armor teenager next to Tang Yuan instantly stopped drinking.

The evil young man heard the opponent scold him and turned his gaze away. There was a Bottomless Abyss in his gaze, which instantly made the youth of the Battle Armor of Grade 3 feel that his soul has been sucked away.

In the eyes of everyone present, following the eyes of the evil young man, there is really a transparent soul drawn out of this young man.

"Enough!" Tang Yuan stood up instantly when he saw this scene, the whole body of Innate True Qi surged, shattering the eyes of the evil youth.

Then the Battle Armor boy suddenly fell to his knees in pain, his forehead was full of sweat.

"Shen Wuxie, you are courting death found Central Plains here."

Everyone is hearing this, and instantly understands that this Shen Wuxie is the three major Nanwu Lin Protestant One of the leaders. No wonder he and Tang Yuan giving tit for tat as soon as he appeared.

It's also interesting to say that Nanwu Lin Protestant has opposed Ancient God Cult since its inception, and Young Master went solo to invite these two rivals together.

"Tang Yuan, my death date...must be later than you." Shen Wuxie said and laughed, looking extremely crazy.

Tang Yuan didn't speak much, but Han Feng sitting aside could clearly perceive the divine force on the Tang Sect Lord.

"Eh eh eh, don’t worry for the two of you, harmony makes money~Harmony makes money~"

Young Master walks alone and Bo Xujun separates the two, trying their best to want Control the situation.

However, it can be regarded as misfortunes never come alone, a tacit understanding of the world alone blows from outside the field. Jiang Qinglou, dressed in black cloth, does not know when he has arrived. He laughed loudly and strode forward:

"hahahaha, a banquet of the world's heroes, guys...are you already starting a contest to see who is the true hero?"