Seeing that someone wanted to kill him, and they were two masters, Su Chen just found it funny.

Five hundred years ago, when he was still in the palm of his hand, he had already become a grandmaster and dominated everyone. Even those in the innate realm could not match him.

"Martial arts."

"I really miss it."

Say it.

Su Chen waved his hand.

moment.

There was a gust of wind a hundred feet high, rising from the ground, sweeping the two attacking black and white masters across the sky. By the time they fell, there was no sound at all.

This person was actually scared to death.

"This……"

Yu Wenzhi was stunned, his eyes full of shock.

He just randomly met a person asking for help in this wilderness, but he didn't expect that he would become so terrifying. He stretched out his hand and rolled up a hundred-foot-high wind. With such martial arts, let alone a grandmaster, I'm afraid that even a martial arts saint in the world is no more than this.

"senior."

"Thank you for saving my life, senior."

Yu Wenzhi had all kinds of thoughts running through his mind, and then he knelt down in front of Su Chen without hesitation, shouting that he wanted to be his disciple.

In fact.

Su Chen's attack just now was all martial arts, without any immortal methods.

After all, he was also a horrifying monster who had the ability to take lives nine times. In terms of strength, he was much stronger than any human martial saint in this world.

To be a martial saint in the world is equivalent to having taken someone’s life about seven times.

Anyone who has killed nine people can be said to be an ultimate martial saint.

"Apprenticeship?"

"You are not qualified yet."

Su Chen flicked his sleeves, then walked away into the wind, disappearing without a trace.

Only Yu Wenzhi was left with a dazed look in his eyes.

Looks like this.

He is more than just a martial saint in the world.

He even suspected that this was the method of an immortal. Did he encounter a hidden immortal?

Ever since Tiansui was born.

There has always been a rumor in the world that Tiansui is a creation left by immortals.

In fact.

This message is not false.

This thing was indeed left behind by Chu Yuntian, the great immortal who passed away...

……

The 30th year of Emperor Ming's reign.

The Daxuan court completely suppressed the martial arts world, established the Six Gates, and suppressed the martial arts forces in various prefectures, making it impossible for the large and small sects to compete with the court.

After the destruction of the three major factions, the prestige of the imperial power once again climbed to a new level.

Also in this year.

There were strange visions gathering above the palace.

The forty-two-year-old Emperor Ming finally entered the realm of Grand Master.

With his shallow qualifications, he would never be able to become a grandmaster in his lifetime, but there was nothing he could do as a treasure like Tiansui fell into the Daxuan realm.

He was pushed to the level of a grandmaster despite his shallow qualifications.

According to normal fate, the Daxuan Dynasty should have fallen into chaos after Emperor Xuan, during the reign of Emperor Qiu Ming, and then a new dynasty should have been born.

But Emperor Ming's efforts went against his original destiny.

He is loved by all the people, the martial arts world submits to him, the aristocratic families are destroyed, the imperial power is concentrated, and his prestige is high.

Develop normally.

It seems that it won't be a problem for Daxuan to be passed down for another ten generations.

The imperial city, on a ship on a bustling river.

Su Chen was listening to a ditty.

In his arms, there were two beautiful ladies, who were constantly urging him to drink.

"Wonderful."

"That's wonderful."

Su Chen smiled, as if he had already forgotten that he was a great immortal, and was just an ordinary wanderer who lingered on the pleasure boat.

far away.

There were two figures standing in the attic by the river. One of them had hair like fire and eyes like purple lightning, and was extraordinary. The other had a head of wild flying hair and held an ink fan, which he kept waving in front of his chest, like a nobleman.

"Fellow Daoist Zihuo, is this the fellow Daoist of the second realm who has never been recruited by the organization?"

"It doesn't look like it."

"Look at him. He doesn't look like a second-level Heavenly Sovereign at all. If you hadn't said that, I would have thought he was a drunkard."

The great demon king is narrating.

The two people in front of him were two of the three leaders of the Holy Land Organization, Purple Fire Lord and Great Demon Lord.

The Ksitigarbha Demon had fled far away before, which resulted in the Great Demon King Mingjun, who was responsible for dealing with the Ksitigarbha Demon, not having time to wake up. It was not until today that the Ksitigarbha Demon of the Great Xuan Dynasty grew again that the Great Demon King Mingjun was completely awakened.

Zihuo Tianjun fled back to the Holy Land Organization in a panic, which caused quite a stir in the Holy Land. On the second day after the Great Demon Lord woke up, Zihuo Tianjun came to find him, preparing to come together to deal with Su Chen.

"Mingjun."

"Don't underestimate this man."

"He...he...is so scary!"

Zihuo Tianjun said with a bitter face.

even.

He had a guess that unless His Majesty took action, even if the two of them practiced together, they might not be able to defeat the man in front of them.

This person is most likely a perfect second-level Heavenly Monarch like Your Excellency.

The second realm is complete.

One hundred and two realms of Dao traces.

Furthermore, the Dao that he controls is definitely not something that guys like them, who only have Dao traces at the 232nd level, can contend with.

"Let's try contact first."

"The Lord is still sleeping, leaving only a fragment of his soul underground. When I woke up, I secretly asked the Lord's fragment of his soul. He meant that if we can recruit them, we should recruit them. If we can't recruit them, we must not allow the existence of immortals with great magical powers outside the Holy Land organization..."

The more the Great Demon Lord looked at Su Chen, the more he frowned.

It would be a disgrace to a person with great supernatural powers to not behave like one.

……

On the boat.

Su Chen drank the wine from the beautiful woman's mouth, his eyes blurred with drunkenness, and his sight swept across the direction where the two second-level Heavenly Lords were, looking like he was drunk.

He came here partly for drinking.

The other half just came to watch the fun.

Sitting in the courtyard was too boring. Originally, there was a Purple Fire Lord, and Chu Yuntian wanted to fight with him, but now there was no one of his kind, so he could only watch the fun.

boom!
next moment.

When the ship reached the middle of the river, there was a sudden uproar and the singers on the ship were panicked.

It was because a group of martial arts masters took action at this moment and forcibly seized control of the ship.

"Everyone, gather in the ship lobby."

The evil bandits, with ferocious looks, drove all the beautiful ladies and guests seeking pleasure into a hall. They were all wearing black robes and masks, and their eyes were extremely ferocious.

Su Chen was among the guests who were expelled from the hall. The two beautiful ladies were extremely scared at this time and curled up in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything."

Su Chen put his arms around the waists of the two beautiful ladies, looking calm and composed.

Hear the words.

The masked bandits in black clothes saw that he was just a young nobleman and couldn't help but sneer out loud.

"Boy."

"You're nothing."

"Even if you have a background, as long as you are not a Grandmaster, if we fail to reach an agreement today, you will still be killed along with everyone on this pleasure boat."

"You should take care of yourself first."

He was scoffing.

But he leaked some information, which drew angry glares from those around him.

In fact.

Su Chen had known all this for a long time, so he came specially to watch the fun. He had nothing to do anyway, and it couldn't be as exciting as being there in person.

Although it's not very stimulating.

Just a bunch of mortals.

Even if they all transformed into martial saints, they would still be unable to harm him in the slightest.

……

The Great Xuan Dynasty was a little too powerful. In just three years.

Relying on the mobilization power of this behemoth of the imperial court, dozens of celestial marrows were plundered, and seven grand masters were created. Together with the ones the imperial court already had, there were now ten grand masters.

wrong.

Including Emperor Ming, there should be eleven grand masters.

Also.

After the world's number one martial arts conference, the three major sects were destroyed, and the Blood-Clothed Martial Saint, a ruthless butcher, was personally recruited by Emperor Ming and became a force of the Great Xuan court.

If a country can have a Martial Saint, no matter how powerful it is, it will become a powerful country among the three thousand countries of Ksitigarbha.

A country with more than ten grand masters is undoubtedly a powerful country.

Or a dynasty that can maintain a hundred thousand heavily armored soldiers, hunt down great masters, or even compete with the martial saints in the world can be considered a powerful country.

Among the three thousand kingdoms of Ksitigarbha, there are only ten such powerful countries, known as the ten major countries.

Each of these ten countries has vast territory, far exceeding other neighboring countries. This is a symbol of status and identity.

But the scary thing is.

Daxuan is unique even among the ten major countries.

The martial saints in the world are Mu Qingshan in front and Xu Xueyi behind.

There are eleven grand masters, and this number only includes the grand masters of the Great Xuan Court, not including the grand masters of the martial arts sects.

Emperors of all dynasties have maintained a hundred thousand heavily armored soldiers, but it is not known whether Emperor Ming has secretly accumulated strength and whether he has a hundred thousand soldiers.

But even if there are not a hundred thousand, there must be more than ten thousand.

Such national strength is extremely terrifying. Especially in recent years, although there have been internal strife in Daxuan, there have been no major foreign wars, and countless food, fodder and money have been accumulated.

simply put.

Even though Daxuan is a powerful country, its territory does not deserve the status it deserves, which makes the surrounding countries feel fear.

Then, with a powerful country taking the lead, dozens of countries in the vicinity of Daxuan united and prepared to interfere in the internal affairs of Daxuan. To be precise, they wanted to overthrow Emperor Ming's regime and replace him with another emperor.

A few rumors caused the three major martial arts sects with seven grand masters to be wiped out.

Such a scheme.

However, he remained tolerant and did not annex any neighboring countries, which only proves that Emperor Ming had bigger ambitions.

then.

The frightened neighboring country organized this action.

On the pleasure boat.

There is a noble existence that may be able to influence the future direction of the giant Daxuan.

"Seventh Prince."

"How are you thinking about it?"

"Speak."

"It's really not easy to meet the Seventh Prince. I have to go through so much trouble to see him."

The top floor of the houseboat had long been cleared out, leaving only a handsome young man who was being personally met and talked to by the leader of the masked men in black.

A handsome young man, who vaguely looks 50% like Emperor Ming.

The only difference between him and Emperor Qiu Ming is their blood relationship.

After Emperor Ming wiped out the aristocratic families and took power, he began to expand his harem and have children. Up to now, there are thirteen princes, seven princesses, and several grandchildren.

The most honorable among them is the Seventh Prince.

Just because.

His master is the Blood-Clothed Martial Saint.

It is rumored that he will soon replace the crown prince and become the next king of Daxuan.

"Let me kill my father and ascend the throne."

"Absolutely ridiculous."

"My father has been very kind to me, how could I behave like this? You sixteen nations are wishful thinking. If you hadn't done me a favor, I would have informed the Six Gates headquarters and arrested you all."

The Seventh Prince looked at Yu Wenzhi in front of him with cold eyes.

Three years have passed.

After escaping from the No. 1 Martial Arts Conference in the World, Yu Wenzhi became a master and returned to his family. He was the prince of the Daye Kingdom and became a disciple of the Tianyu Sword Sect, only to win over this sect and go to the Daye Kingdom.

With the destruction of the three major sects, it is natural that he would stay in Daxuan.

just now.

He returned to Daxuan and, as a master, served as one of the leaders of the operation to overthrow Daxuan's rule.

"hehe."

"Killing your father and your master, isn't that the tradition of your Great Xuan Imperial Family?"

"What are you pretending to be here with me?"

"If you had no intention of usurping the throne, I would have been hiding in the dungeon of the Six Gates Headquarters by now."

Yu Wenzhi sneered mockingly.

next moment.

The seventh prince's expression changed.

He didn't refute, just remained silent.

Emperor Ming is a great master.

For a grandmaster, as long as his fundamentals are not damaged, living to be over a hundred years old is basically not a problem.

Emperor Ming is now 42 years old, in the prime of his life.

On the other hand, although he is a first-class martial artist, he is already twenty-three years old. With his aptitude and without natural marrow, it is extremely difficult for him to break through the threshold of the Grandmaster.

Assuming that Emperor Ming could only live to be a hundred years old, he would abdicate at that time, but by then he would be already in his seventies or eighties, or even dead.

It’s amazing that a grandmaster can live a long life as an emperor.

He simply couldn't wait.

He was happy to see the sixteen kingdoms join forces to hunt down Emperor Ming, but he could never imagine him getting involved, dirtying his hands, and letting the crown prince benefit in the end.

"Why do you think His Majesty Emperor Ming recruited the Blood-robed Martial Saint into Daxuan?"

Yu Wenzhi didn't care about the seventh prince's cold attitude.

He took a sip of tea and spoke lightly.

"In fact."

"That's the condition."

“It seems that Emperor Ming favors you very much, but in fact, you are the one who is farthest from the throne. When it comes to Emperor Ming and Xu Xueyi’s level, they are all involved in the legends of immortals…”

"I heard that there is a secret technique in an ancient tomb that can be used to nurture and regenerate souls. As the first disciple of the Blood-Cloaked Martial Saint, you are the condition for Emperor Ming to recruit Xu Xueyi!"

"Xu Xueyi is old."

"Tell me, even with the support of the Heavenly Marrow, how many years can he still live?"

hum!
The Seventh Prince, with a gloomy expression, smashed the coffee table in front of him and cursed angrily.

"My lies are deceiving the public!"

In this regard.

Yu Wenzhi shook his head and said nothing, then turned around and was about to leave.

The time has come.

It’s too late.

The rest depends on the Seventh Prince himself.

"grown ups."

"What about the rest of them?"

A subordinate in black robe came to inquire.

"Of course it's killing..."

Yu Wenzhi spoke coldly, and just as he finished speaking, he saw a familiar figure among the crowd in the hall. The cold words that were about to come out suddenly stopped.

That person had picturesque features and an extraordinary temperament.

Even in the past three years.

He could recognize it at a glance.

Such an outstanding person, and the strongest person he had ever seen, definitely a top-notch among martial saints, how could he not remember him.

"Understood!"

"kill!"

The subordinates in black robes gave orders for Yu Wenzhi.

and.

The first knife was directed at Su Chen, who was holding two beautiful ladies in his arms.

He has been annoyed with pretty boys for a long time.

"stop!"

Yu Wenzhi was filled with shock and anger. His expression instantly changed from that of a mature and steady powerful man to one of panic. He was sweating profusely and uttered a sharp sound of fear.

No one knows better than him how terrifying this mysterious martial saint is.

even.

In his guess.

This mysterious martial saint could kill Xu Xueyi by himself, kill all the great masters in this imperial city, and then leave calmly after killing the emperor. (End of this chapter)