Lin Fan shook his head lightly and sighed slightly in his heart.
Tell the truth.
He himself was a little worried.
According to Emperor Shitian's own statement in the original work, when he rebelled against Tianxiahui from Fengyun, he had been hiding in the dark and watching everything about Fengyun and the two of them.
This explains.
At this time, Emperor Shitian should be following Fengyun and the two.
But Lin Fan discovered that he had not discovered the existence of this person at all.
Di Shitian is immortal and has thousands of years of power.
Although he has average martial arts qualifications, ten years of training may not be as good as one year of training for a genius.
But we can’t stand that people have unlimited time. If ten years is not enough, then practice for a hundred years. If a hundred years is not enough, then practice for a thousand years.
For this reason, after thousands of years, an old monster finally appeared in this world. Not only has he lived for thousands of years, but he also has thousands of years of power!
The strength of Emperor Shitian is unimaginable!
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Thinking of the nearly perverted thousand-year-old monster, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart.
He is very strong now, but facing the top combat powers in Fengyun World, such as Emperor Shitian, Xiao Sanxiao, and True Dragon, one of the four auspicious beasts, this strength is still a bit overwhelming. Not enough!
After thousands of years of practice, even an idiot can become an incredible being.
Sighing slightly, Lin Fan ignored the bustling crowd outside the mansion and continued to practice in seclusion.
He didn’t want to be like Nie Feng, who had been followed and monitored by Emperor Shitian for several years and still knew nothing about it.
In this way, another month has passed.
Time comes to the Double Ninth Festival.
Outside the palace hall where the Supreme Martial Arts Master lives, Juewu Shen posted a message, summoning all the heroes from the world to come and witness his enthronement ceremony.
Juewoshen, who was dressed in black armor, looked domineering and glanced coldly at the martial arts people in the audience.
Then he asked in a cold voice: "Today, I will be the supreme king of the martial arts world. Is there anyone here who objects?"
Everyone in the martial arts world who was swept by him , all of them lowered their heads in fear, and their faces were very ugly.
Ever since Juewushen captured Wuming and defeated Fengyun to join forces, he has become the rumored number one master in the world today, and no one dares to take advantage of him.
Seeing the fearful eyes of everyone in the audience, Jue Wushen looked proud and laughed.
"Don't worry, if you have any opinions, just say it, it doesn't matter. I am not a tyrannical person, so I can still tolerate opinions."
Hearing Jue Wushen Having said that, the people in the audience looked at each other with doubts on their faces.
At this time.
In the crowd, a man was holding a blue steel sword and wearing a Confucian dress.The middle-aged man in a shirt looked hesitant.
After a long time, he finally made up his mind, suddenly stepped out, clasped his fists loudly towards Jue Wushen on the stage and said:
"I'm going to Jiangnan Sword Master Bai Songhe." , Jue Wushen, you are not from the Central Plains, how can you interfere in the affairs of our Central Plains Wulin, besides, the Wulin Supreme is not a concession system, your approach is inconsistent with etiquette and law."
Second generation disciple of Shoujianzhai. Bai Songhe, nicknamed Zhengqi Jian, is the younger brother of the contemporary master Bai Lutang.
Although he is a bit pedantic, he does behave decently and is not a bad person.
In the past, he had a reputation as a chivalrous person in the world, so as soon as he said these words, many martial arts people in the audience immediately echoed him.
"Yes, Palace Master Jue, you are not from the Central Plains, so why should you interfere with the position of our martial arts supreme."
"Huh, if someone else becomes this martial arts supreme, I The Bashu Tang Clan has nothing to do with it, but a barbarian wants to rule our Central Plains martial arts world? I, the Bashu Tang Clan, are the first to refuse!”
“Yes, I don’t agree!”
Looking at it! The expressions of the people in the audience who were agitated and angry instantly turned gloomy.
What he just said was just casual talk.
If anyone really dares to disobey his will, he doesn't mind killing them to death.
Therefore, just when the situation in the audience became increasingly uncontrollable.
Juewu Shen waved his hand with cold eyes.
Suddenly, countless disciples of Wushen Jue Palace, armed with crossbows and large weapons, poured out of the Supreme Palace and directly surrounded the Central Plains martial arts people in the audience.
For a moment, the entire hall fell silent.
All the martial arts people in the Central Plains looked at the sharp weapon in the hands of Wu Shen Jue Palace disciples in horror, and many people even couldn't help but secretly swallow their saliva.
At this time, Jue Wushen’s gaze swept across the crowd again.
He said loudly: "I am a reasonable person. Now, who agrees and who opposes?"
Before he finished speaking, a large number of martial arts people in the audience suddenly became silent. He changed his attitude in principle and stood in the camp of the disciples of Wu Shen Jue Palace like a dog-legger.
The only remaining disciples from Shoujianzhai, Bashu Tangmen, and a few other sects are still persisting.
Jue Wushen glanced coldly at the Central Plains martial arts people who were unwilling to bow their heads, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Haha, you are very good. Since you are not willing to surrender to me, then go to hell!"
As his last words fell, he took the bow and crossbow weapon. The disciple of Wu Shen Jue Gong instantly pulled the trigger.
Suddenly.
Arrows filled the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun, shooting towards the remaining dozens of Central Plains martial arts practitioners.
Shoujianzhai Bai Songhe pulled out the blue steel sword from his waist and shouted angrily:
"Brothers, God is absolutely cruel and vicious. If he is allowed to become the supreme king of the martial arts, we will These Central Plains warriors will not be able to escape sooner or later.If you have to die, you might as well go all out today and kill one to get enough money, and kill two to count as profit! ”
Bai Songhe’s words were so contagious that they immediately infected the surrounding martial arts people.
They drew their weapons one after another, resisting the incoming arrows, and rushed towards The disciples of Wu Shen Jue Palace.
Although the charge launched by the Central Plains warriors was tragic, there were only a few dozen of them, plus the disciples of Wu Shen Jue Palace. There are thousands of martial arts people from the Central Plains in Wushen Jue Palace, and they also hold weapons such as bows and crossbows.
The difference between the strength of the two sides is simply heaven and earth.
Therefore, with just one impact, dozens of warriors beside Bai Songhe fell down.
The remaining ones were all injured. , covered with wounds.
Jue Wushen laughed, turned around, sat on the dragon chair on the high platform, and glanced at the warriors in the audience like bereaved dogs.
Then, he shouted softly: "Those who obey me will prosper and those who go against me will perish. Are you willing to submit to me?" "
"Jue Wushen, you are cruel and unkind, and you will definitely not end well! "
A certain Central Plains warrior in the audience shouted and cursed.
However, before he could finish his words, he was shot into a sieve by arrows from the sky.< /p>
At this moment, Jue Wushen sneered and waved his hand violently.
“If you are stubborn, then go to hell! ”
In an instant, the Wushen Jue Palace disciples around the hall pulled the trigger, and countless arrows were shot at the remaining dozen or so Central Plains warriors.
At the critical moment, Bai Songhe and others People thought they were bound to die, had given up hope, and were ready to close their eyes and wait for death.
But just when they closed their eyes, they suddenly heard a shrill roar outside the hall.
The sound was as fast as lightning. When it first sounded, it seemed to be several miles away.
But it only took a few breaths to reach the disciples of Wushen Jue Palace. Even before the arrows arrived, the sound had already reached the main hall.
Then everyone saw a ray of purple light flying across several miles like a shooting star. Yao slowly landed in front of the remaining dozen Central Plains warriors, forming a protective shield.