The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Madman, everyone felt that the person in front of them was a madman, who actually wanted to challenge half of the martial arts world by himself.

"What a great underworld, what a great Dongyue, Emperor Dongyue? I thought you were arrogant, but I didn't expect you to be a lunatic. And what is your relationship with Fengdu?" Zhuo Renqing drew out the weapon in his hand and looked at the black-robed man in front of him cautiously.

"Fengdu? It doesn't matter, but Fengdu will belong to the underworld from now on. Come on, let's do it!" As the man in black robe slowly walked forward a few steps, some minions took several steps back in fear.

"Don't worry, I won't beat you to death. If I kill you, I will lose a lot of fun. But you will be half dead for sure! Take it!" As soon as the words fell, the man in black robe who was originally standing there disappeared.

Zhuo Renqing, Master Wuyin, and Jiang Tianxiong, who were originally standing in the first place, only felt a gust of wind in front of them and used their own special skills one after another.

"Wow! It's Master Zhuo's Tai Chi Hua Qing, what a powerful sword!"

"Abbot Wuyin saves all living beings with just one finger! What an amazing finger technique!"

"Hero Jiang's Tian Gang Fist is indeed the most powerful boxing style!"

When everyone in the martial arts world was praising Dong Yue, the masters fought each other, and more than a dozen moves were exchanged in the blink of an eye. When everyone thought that Dong Yue was bound to lose, they suddenly discovered that the three senior masters had not yet defeated the madman in front of them.

"It's so cool! But Hero Jiang, something is wrong with you. You are hiding your strength." After the man in black robe beat back the three masters, he spoke slowly with his hands behind his back.

"Sir, please don't play tricks on us!" Jiang Tianxiong said indignantly without changing his expression.

"Ahem! Your martial arts have reached the pinnacle, I admire you." Abbot Wuyin looked at the black-robed man in front of him with a serious expression. His fingers ached slightly. Where did this powerful man come from?

"Shaolin disciples, listen up, form the Eighteen Bronze Men!" Xu Zhen waved the long stick in his hand.

Fang Yunhua nervously looked at his master's hand holding the sword. Yes, his master's hand was shaking. How could this be possible?

"You evil man! What are you going to do?" Gu Shi stood in front of Zhuo Renqing.

Jiang Yu supported Jiang Tianxiong, and Jiang Tianxiong was saying something in private to him.

"Alright, alright, you guys really disappoint me. You're no fun at all. So don't blame me for beating you all up."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black robe disappeared from the spot, and martial artists fell to the ground one after another. In less than a cup of tea, most of them fell to the ground.

Only one person was still trying to stand up. Dongfang Weiming from Xiaoyao Valley was struggling so hard that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

"Good boy, you will definitely be a big shot in the future." The man in black robe praised.

"Senior, you are a martial arts master, and I admire you for that. However, this is not a reason for you to bully the weak. As long as the martial arts world does not become extinct, there will be thousands and millions of me standing up." After Dongfang Weiming finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

“Junior brother!” Gu Yuexuan staggered over and after seeing Dongfang Weiming’s eyes were tightly closed, he said: “Aji, let’s fight him!”

"Don't worry, I didn't do anything to him. He just had a mouthful of blood clotted in his chest, but it didn't come up, so he fainted." The man in black robe said slowly.

"Hundreds of ghosts are rampant in the world. I will lead the underworld to control the power of good and evil in the world, and the power of life and death in the world. Everyone, take care of yourselves. I am leaving!"

Everyone looked at the disappearing black-robed man and each other. Although they didn't know what would happen in the future, the world of martial arts had changed. With the appearance of such a monster and such a mysterious force, the world of martial arts was in chaos!

......

"Have you heard that a mysterious person and a mysterious force have appeared in the martial arts world?"

"what happened?"

"You don't even know this. The story begins at the birthday party of Hero Jiang."

Zhao Yuanlang sat in the teahouse, sipping his tea slowly, watching the people from the martial arts world talking around him. Zhao Yuanlang touched the mask in his arms, took out a silver ingot from his arms and threw it on the table, then disappeared in the teahouse.

The story of Emperor Dongyue and the underworld behind him began to spread throughout the martial arts world, causing panic among the people. All major sects closed their doors and strengthened their patrols.

......

"What! You're making me so mad! I'm going to tear that damn Dong Yue to pieces!" the Dragon King roared ferociously.

"Yaksha! What do you think of Dongyue's strength?" Although the Dragon King was furious, he was not a fool.

In fact, Yaksha knew clearly in his heart that the leader was most likely no match for Dong Yue. He could last more than ten rounds against the leader, while the opponent could defeat him with just one move. The gap was quite obvious.

Seeing Yaksha not speaking, the blood vessels on the Dragon King's forehead became more and more obvious. Mahoraka on the side hurried forward and said, "Master, you will definitely be invincible. Wushuang's injuries may not have healed yet, so I didn't answer you. Please forgive me, Wushuang, please say something."

"Hmph! Who told you to call me Wushuang! Master, I think Dong Yue's martial arts should be about the same as yours." Yaksha still didn't dare to tell the truth that Dong Yue was stronger than the Dragon King.

“Wushuang, what nonsense are you talking about! How could that damn Dong Yue be as strong as the leader!” Mahoraka looked at the Dragon King who was about to explode with anger and hurried to smooth things over.

"Hmph! You guys retreat!" The originally angry Dragon King seemed to suddenly think of something, and his originally furious look instantly calmed down.

As Yaksha and Mahoraka left the hall, the Dragon King supported his chin and thought deeply, Holy Hall?

......

"What a Dong Yue! He actually said that our Fengdu will belong to the underworld in the future. Meng Po, pass on my order, investigate Dong Yue and the underworld with all your strength! Ao Guang, we can't relax on the Japanese pirates' side, we must intensify our counterattack and make the people recognize us more. Luosha, you should contact You Jin and act according to the plan. Okay, you guys can retreat." Yan Dan slapped the armrest vigorously.

"But? Are we just going to leave the underworld alone like this?" Ao Guang said angrily.

"Remember, we are accomplishing great things, not playing house with them. We are doing this for more people!" Yan Dansheng stroked his beard.

"Yes, I understand."

"Okay, you guys can leave now." Yan Dansheng couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the people leaving.

The martial arts world is really in a turbulent time. The attacks on Tianyi City and the Tianlong Sect some time ago caused huge losses. Now the underworld has appeared. It is really chaotic. Fengdu can no longer afford any more losses.

.......

In Xiaoyao Valley, Wuxiazi sat on the armchair and listened to the three disciples, Weiming and others, talking about information one after another.

"Okay, Master, I understand. The martial arts world is probably going to be in chaos. It's a troubled time!" Wuxiazi touched his snow-white beard.

"Hmph! You old bastard, teach me a powerful set of martial arts quickly, I will kill that Dong Yue without leaving a single piece of armor!" said Thorn with a look of disdain.

"Ahhh, it hurts, it hurts!" As soon as Thorn finished speaking, he was punched on the head.

Gu Yuexuan and Dongfang Weiming looked at the thorns helplessly. Weiming slandered in his heart: There is something wrong with the second senior brother's brain. He says nonsense every day. He deserves to be beaten!

"Okay, you guys go down and practice well, the future belongs to you!" Wuxiazi looked at his three disciples kindly.

"Yes, the disciple retire."

.......

At the tea stall, two young men were together, looking at the tea on the table.

"Brother, who is this Dong Yue? Something has happened. Should we tell father?"

"No, we just need to wait and see what happens."