Chapter 1 Dragon Head Up

On the first sunny day after the New Year, the light blue sky was cloudless, but the struggle on the ground has entered a real white heat. Almost every warrior has gone crazy, every force has participated in the battle, and the whole South China has begun to be calm.

In this chaos, the battle between the princes may be more cruel, but after all, it is too far away from the civilians, and the battle from the sect gang is more real.

With a brocade robe with a black background and a straight body, Ren Xu stood on the former Taishang Gang, and now on the chivalrous martial arts arena, standing aside for a hundred miles in the sky. Outside the martial arts arena, Feidaomen Juncai Yifei held his arms and looked at it from afar, and next to him was Lingyao with a complex expression. Since the woman came to the Taishang Gang, she saw a hundred miles of sky different from the past. The flying and unrestrained man made her a great impression of the past.

Although she was forced to pursue Bailichangkong, Lingyao also can't explain what's going on between herself and Bailichangkong. This kind of simple and very complicated relationship between men and women is really not what she can understand, nor can it be explained by Bailichangkong who is dedicated to revenge.

"Are you still going to kill him?"

Yi Fei said that he was really curious about the strange relationship between the two people, but there was no answer to his question. Lingyao directly ignored him as usual, which made Yi Fei feel a little frustrated. He looked at the two people in the middle of the martial arts arena. He thought he knew it well, but Xu, the director of the chivalrous door, who was deep and unfathomable, was never able to see through.

I have heard this person say in the past, but it seems to be a little different from what Bailichangkong said...

"You have really changed a lot. It seems that you haven't seen each other in a while."

The wind blew up his long hair in the sky, but the downplayed words did not miss a word. Hearing this, Ren Xu grinned. At this time, he was no different from before, and he was still the crazy boy.

"After all, I died once, and the death of the old man also made me very angry. At that time, I couldn't wait to overturn the whole South China..."

Looking down at the clenched fist, Ren Xu whispered that his smile gradually turned into a harsh anger. A hundred miles in the sky silently, after Ren Xu announced the establishment of Xiamen, he pushed almost all the forces in Nanshenzhou to the enemy, especially the break with Yuhuangmen. Although Baili Changkong is also very dissatisfied with the Feather Phoenix Gate, after all, the strength of the Feather Phoenix Gate is completely unmatched by the new chivalrous door, but Ren Xu still resolutely did it, but it's a pity...

"I can't help you get through this."

"Don't worry, as long as you have time to attend the final feast."

Ren Xu turned around and patted the shoulder of a hundred miles of sky. The first friend he made after his first entry was a very inexplicable fate and an inexplicable process. Although he did not have a tricky feeling about the next difficult situation, Ren Xu also understood how eager he was to enter another hundred miles of sky without a sword. Step by step. At this point, when they are no longer pursuing killing and fighting, what they want to pursue is a kind of perception, a kind of understanding.

This understanding is likely to come from combat, or from skills, or from life, or even weapons used. The sword, the descendant of the old man of Tianjian Villa, is by no means understandable to others for a hundred miles of sky. Although the original use is just a very simple iron sword, since the iron sword has been broken, in the words of a hundred miles of sky, it means that there will be a new starting point.

"I don't have any friends..."

A hundred miles in the sky.

"Go ahead, bring your old man's sword and let me open my eyes. If you can't keep up with me at that time, don't blame me for contempt."

Ren Xu didn't let Baili Changkong go on. He is not used to listening to such words, and he also knows that Baili Changkong is not used to saying such nonsense. Who has many friends in the world? Generally, a few friends are enough. Hearing Ren Xu's words, he saw his slightly joking eyes peeping into Lingyao in the distance. He coughed a few miles in the sky and turned away.

Lingyao was the first to react and lift her heel, but Yi Fei was still a little confused about the situation. She wondered why the two were so brainless and quickly followed up. Ren Xu also did not stop. He turned around and walked towards the hall. There are still a lot of things to do in the current situation.

The snow on a dead tree fell with a thin snow fog. Ren Xu and Baili Longkong were simply separated in the martial arts arena.

There is a sound of ping-pong everywhere, the wide ground is full of wood and stone bricks, and many craftsmen and people are running around. Ren Xu looked at the lively scene in front of him and sighed a little. Who can die twice in a row? The first time he came to this world, and the second time he realized the bottleneck of martial arts. Ren Xu felt that if he could not do anything in this world, it was really the greatest disappointment to God.

Around the corridor, Ren Xu met Bai Qiaoqiao, who was waiting for him at the end. The female doctor is now more and more generous and graceful, but Ren Xu always remembers the scene when he first met Bai Qiaoqiao. At that time, Bai Qiaoqiao was not at all graceful at all.

"Yo, Sister Bai, what made you wait for me here~?"

Ren Xu changed into the hippie smiling face and trotted, and Bai Qiaoqiao, who had a calm face, couldn't help laughing.

"Sister, are you leaving?"

Reaching out and brushing his hair, Bai Qiaoqiao walked side by side with Ren Xu who trotted over.

"Well, let's go."

"Well, this is the critical moment. It was rare to come back with seven knives, but the old boxing god passed away. You are desperate to provoke a war. Now Changkong has left again. Yang Xuan and Lu Yun led the team to fight on one side, and your younger brother ran to the Lin family again. Let me tell you, if you can't stand it, don't come to cry at that time.

Bai Qiaoqiao ruthlessly hit Ren Xu while counting recent events. Indeed, after the return of Qidao's condemnation, he said that he would not leave after that. No one knows what happened during this period, but the strength of Qidao's condemnation is beyond doubt. However, the death of the boxing god made Ren Xu push the whole southern Shenzhou to the opposite side. At such a time, the chivalrousmen, which was originally weak, immediately suffered a major blow. Yang Xu and Lu Yun had to fight with injuries, and Mr. Yu were not relaxed. Chen Feng went to the Lin family for what Ren Xu said about Lin Sihuan's marriage at the beginning. But what is more important is to strive for the position of the Lin family.

At this time, if the Lin family, who ranks first in the whole of China, stands on the side of the chivalrous door, the pressure on the chivalrous door will be greatly reduced.

"There's nothing I can do. I'm not idle."

Ren Xu knew this, but he had no choice. Although he had a little regret, he was annoyed as long as he remembered the faces of those sect forces when he was away, especially the Feather Phoenix Gate, which had been hiding behind him. This sect, which always thought was superior, made him very unhappy.

"I always think that if everything is afraid to take into account the overall situation, and if I have to do something against my will in order to take into account the overall situation, then what's the point of my creation of Taishang Gang and Chivalrousmen? Those who don't agree with my philosophy have left, and the rest don't have the same idea as me?

Speaking of this, Ren Xu suddenly stopped and Bai Qiaoqiao looked at him strangely.

"I think the big picture is fake. If we are strong enough, then we are the big picture!"

With that familiar bright smile appeared on his face, Ren Xu winked at Bai Qiaoqiao, and suddenly trotted through the lane and entered the current council hall of the Xiamen. Bai Qiaoqiao, standing under the porch, looked at Ren Xu's figure entering the council hall, thinking about what he had just said, and his face was full of helpless wry smiles.

Is it our misfortune or luck to have such a master and such a friend? Bai Qiaoqiao asked herself, but she was not interested in the answer. She just shook her head and followed Ren Xu's footsteps into the council hall. Now that the situation has deteriorated due to repeated scuffles, Xiamen needs a comprehensive meeting!

Bai Qiaoqiao took advantage of the sunshine outside and looked at those who were sitting in the chair in the council hall. Although they were still very weak at this moment, they were all full of firm confidence. She thought that maybe what Ren Xu said was right. They just needed to follow him.