C1 Demon King of Confusion

"If you want to know how powerful this Lord of Martial Arts Community Lin Chenghou is, I won't be able to tell you for a few days and nights!

He managed the Sword Sect when he was just over ten years old. When he was less than twenty years old, he defeated the genius martial arts genius of the Mount Tai Sect, the Jade Faced Saber Man, Yang Xu, and took the position of Lord of Martial Arts Community. Now, he had ruled the Pugilistic World for more than twenty years, and he had become a legend, let alone the current Pugilistic World. In the past hundred years, there were only a handful of people who could be compared to him.

Everyone knew how powerful the Sword Sect was! The leader of the four big sects in the world! The ultimate skill of the Sword Sect, the Nine Dragons Spell, had the reputation of being the best in the world. With just the first seven layers, he had already secured the position of the best Four Excellent Cultivations in the Central Plains!

And this Lin Chenghou had already cultivated the Nine Dragons Spell to the Transformation Realm, and had even cultivated the eighth and ninth levels that had not appeared in the world for over a hundred years. It could be said to be "unprecedented, unprecedented. "

He was all-powerful in his life, and he was invincible in the world!

However, if one were to talk about his most glorious battle achievement, it would still be the battle where he killed the Mount Tian Sect's Sect Chief, Duanmu Hongcheng, outside of the capital several decades ago.

Of course, these words had to be said from twenty years ago. . .

Twenty years ago! Daoist Sect Master! Reverend Zi Yang suddenly disappeared. The three heirlooms of Lou Temple, Chong Sword, Purple Gold Gourd, and Green Jade Ring were all gone.

Ye Fashan and Luo Gongyuan were proud disciples, but they didn't give in to each other in order to fight for the position of Dao Sect's Heavenly Master. It had been five years, and it was hard to tell who would win! In the end, it was decided who would win or lose!

However, both of them were evenly matched, and neither of them had the confidence to win! Thus, the two of them called for reinforcements!

Ye Fashan invited the Sect Chief of the Mount Hua Sect at that time, Wang Ji, who was known as the 'Twelve Unique Spear Technique'. As for Luo Gongyuan, he invited the Sect Chief of the Mount Tian Sect, Duanmu Hongcheng.

At that time, he had talked about winning two out of three battles!

In the first battle of the sword formation, both sides had sent out five disciples. This battle lasted for a day and a night. In the end, Ye Fashan's side won!

In the second battle, Ye Fashan fought Luo Gongyuan. This battle lasted for three days and three nights, and it was a chaotic battle! In the end, Ye Fashan lost to Luo Gongyuan in half a move.

In the third battle, Duanmu Hongcheng fought against Wang Ji. Everyone thought that Wang Ji would lose without a doubt. Who would have thought that although Wang Ji's martial arts wasn't high, his brain was extremely flexible. He used some tricks to set up a trap for Duanmu Hongcheng. In addition, the Innate Astral Qi had a suppressive effect on the Palm Thunder, which was why he won the match in the end!

Because of Duanmu Hongcheng's defeat, Lou Temple had now belonged to Ye Fashan. As for Luo Gongyuan, he led his people to the south and established a new sect in Green City of Chuanshu.

Besides, Duanmu Hongcheng might be coveting the Innate Astral Qi. Secondly, he had a grudge against the Lou Temple.

Therefore, after Wang Ji left, he followed Wang Ji to Mount Hua. Not only did he destroy the entire family of Mount Hua, he also burned the foundation of Mount Hua into ashes.

When the people of the Jianghu heard this' news', they became angry from the bottom of their hearts. Evil grew in their hearts, and they rushed over from all over the world. For a moment, the whole world was shaken, and heroes appeared everywhere.

Perhaps this Duanmu Hongcheng didn't expect that the matter would become so big. Destroying a sect had attracted the attention of the entire Jianghu. In order to survive, He had even hid in the Imperial Palace, hoping to get the protection of the Imperial Family to avoid a disaster. However, there were simply too many people in the pugilistic world. Even though the Emperor had indeed sent someone to mediate, it was of no use.

Everyone had surrounded the Imperial Palace for three days and three nights. Due to the pressure, the Imperial Court had no choice but to hand over Duanmu Hongcheng.

Everyone thought that this matter had come to an end. After all, Duanmu Hongcheng and the Mount Tian Sect only had a few dozen people.

Who would have thought that this wasn't the end of the disaster, but the beginning of it?

The martial artists of the Central Plains who participated in this battle all said that Duanmu Hongcheng could use the Ghost Dao and control lightning. His martial arts were so high that it was rare to see him in this world.

This battle lasted for three days and three nights! From the Changan City all the way to the outside of Changan City, blood flowed like rivers, corpses littered the ground, and bones piled up into mountains. It was a horrible sight to behold! Duanmu Hongcheng had almost slaughtered half of the martial arts world in the Central Plains with his own strength. Many sects had been completely wiped out in this battle, and not a single one of his disciples was left alive.

This was what people in the martial arts world often said. One of the two great tribulations of the martial arts world, the First Blood Catastrophe!

Just like that, Lin Chenghou led the Sword Sect and rushed over from the Shu Land. . . "

The storyteller spoke in a clear and logical manner, and the men, women, young and old listened with great interest!

However, just as everyone was getting excited, the storyteller was shocked. He suddenly put down the folding fan in his hand and slowly picked up the teacup. He took a few sips of tea.

At the same time, a little shop assistant walked out from behind the storyteller with a basket in his hand. This was a very obvious goal. Those who had money would pay, and those who had no money would cheer. . .

Just like that, after a long time, he threw quite a number of copper coins into the basket. There were even some pieces of silver. However, the storyteller was still slow and leisurely!

"Hurry up, what's next?" Finally, someone could not help but urge him. The moment these words were spoken, the people beside him all echoed, "That's right. What happened next?" "Quickly say it!"

However, the storyteller was still leisurely resting with his eyes closed. After that, he slowly lifted the Trembling Wood. . .

"After that, Lin Chenghou killed Duanmu Hongcheng!" The storyteller was just about to speak when a voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

Everyone immediately turned around and looked at the source of the voice.

They also saw a little beggar lying on the wall not far away. His clothes were ragged and his hair was messy. His face was quite pretty, but unfortunately, that expression and that action deserved a beating. He crossed his legs, rested his head on his arm, and had a straw in his mouth. . .

The moment the little beggar said this, the storyteller's face was filled with anger. He did not expect the little beggar to ignore him. He continued to say, "It has been so many years since I last saw a sesame seed and a rotten grain. Why are you taking it out and talking about it?! Didn't you just kill Duanmu Hongcheng? It's just a small matter. It's not worth mentioning. . . "

"Little kid! Hmph!" The storyteller coldly smiled, his face full of disdain. " What an arrogant fellow! He didn't even have his fur fully grown yet he still dared to behave atrociously here! Killing Duanmu Hongcheng and saving half of the martial arts world is a small matter. Then what is a big matter?"

The little beggar jumped up and stood on top of the wall. He lifted his loose pants and said, "What is this? If I grow up, I will definitely be thousands of times stronger than that Lin Chenghou! Not to mention one Duanmu Hongcheng, I can even take care of ten of them for him!"

As expected, a wave of sighs sounded. Everyone's eyes were filled with disdain!

" Hmph! " The little beggar puckered his lips. "All of you better not look down on me. Lin Chenghou's surname is Lin. My surname is Lin too. He has hands and feet. I also have hands and feet. He has nose and eyes. I. . . "

Before he could finish, everyone turned to look at the storyteller one after another. They completely turned the little beggar to the side.

Looking at the little beggar again, it was obvious that he was unhappy. However, he did not say much. He rolled his eyes and muttered, "Forget it if you don't believe me. A swallow knows the ambition of a swan? Talking to you is like playing the lute to a cow!"

Just as he was about to sit down, the man on the wall suddenly opened his mouth and said," I also said. . . What kind of bullshit is that Lin Chenghou? Isn't he just relying on the fact that he is from the Sword Sect? He was the son of Lin Fengyi. If I had the support of the Sword Sect and that Nine Dragons Spell. . . And that Duanmu Hongcheng, he had been fighting for three days and three nights. He had just gone there, and it was obvious that he was just a blind cat running into a dead mouse. And he even took it out to show off all day long. What a shameless wife. . . "Before he could finish speaking, A "hot spring" fell from the sky and landed on the man's head just like that. The man subconsciously raised his head. . .

He did not know if he did not see it or not, but when he saw it, he almost exploded in anger. He saw the little beggar standing on the wall leisurely peeing. . .

"Little beggar, are you courting death?" The man instantly jumped up and pointed at the little beggar and cursed.

"Ya!" The little beggar was shocked and quickly pulled up his pants. " Why was there another person down there? Sorry, sorry! "

" Cut the crap! I'm kind enough to speak up for you, you brat. How dare you piss on my head? Watch me teach you a lesson! " With that, he rushed to the side of the wall. He stepped on the ground and was about to pull the little beggar to the ground, but what about the little beggar? With a flash to the east and a flash to the west. . . He jumped to the left and jumped to the right. He didn't even let the man touch him.

After a long time, the man was out of breath. He was exhausted, but the little beggar was still energetic and happy. Sometimes he would make faces for the man, and sometimes he would twist his waist and shake his legs at the man!

This really pissed the man off. He cursed. . . " You brat, just you wait! See if I. . . "

"No no no no, you bastard!" Before the man could finish, he heard the little beggar say.

"You. . . "

"Whether you listen or not, Wang Ba will recite the scriptures. "

"You brat, if I don't beat you until you're looking for your teeth all over the floor today, then I won't be surnamed. . . " Originally, he wanted to continue running over, but as soon as he took a step, he stepped on half a tile. Before he could finish speaking, His foot slipped and he fell to the ground with a hideous face, sighing endlessly. . .

He looked at the little beggar on top of the wall and immediately smiled. "Didn't you tell me to look for my teeth all over the floor? I think you're a f * cking flower! Four heads and eight arms! What bad luck! A purebred fool!"

" You, you little bunny! " That person instantly became furious, "Where did this wild child come from? There's a mother giving birth, there's nothing a mother taught me, I. . . "

"What did you say?" Before he could finish speaking, the little beggar let out a furious roar. He stared at the man with wide eyes and a frown on his face. The smile on his face had completely disappeared. . .

It was quite scary. The man was stunned for a moment. After a while, he smiled coldly. "What's wrong with you? I'll talk to you. I'm talking about you being a b * stard. I'm talking about you being born with a mother. You don't have what your mother taught you. You dare not, right? You are just a beggar who needs to be taught a lesson. Mishmash. . . "

"Ya!" Before he could finish his words, the little beggar had already pounced on him.

After that, there was a huge commotion, and the sound of wailing ghosts and howling ghosts could be heard. . .

Don't say that, don't look at how this little beggar was only twelve or thirteen years old, and looked exactly like a child. However, his skills were not bad at all. In just a few short moments, he had knocked the man down, then punched him in the left and kicked him in the right. One on the upper arm, one on the lower leg. . .

After a while, the man could not take it anymore. He begged his father, begged his grandmother, and lost all his arrogance just now. . .

As for the little beggar, he did not kill him. Seeing that the man had begged for mercy, he dodged to the side. His anger had yet to dissipate. He took a deep breath. Pointing at the man, he said, "You better be careful. I'll let you off today. If you don't have a good mouth in the future, I'll beat you up every time I see you. No, even if I don't see you, If I chase you to your house, I'll beat you up. . . "After saying that, he turned around. He left with a swagger.

Only the man who was still in a state of shock and a group of dumbfounded passers-by were left behind.

To be honest, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that a child in his early teens and a beggar could be so powerful!