Just a few days ago, a terrible rumor spread like a ghost everywhere on the continent.

Zhongzhou opened a city. The second largest city in the central part of the Great Qin Empire...

The vast streets are well-connected, the gorgeous tall buildings are lined up, and the lively crowds are bustling.

The guests in the Tianranju Restaurant in the middle of Chang'an Street were crowded together. Look at the posture, most of them were from the world. You guys are all talking about the information they heard.

A middle-aged man with a fat face put down his wine glass and laughed: "Brothers, do you know? A few days ago, Liuyun Mountain, named the world's No. 1 Sword Sect, was asked to play the game!"

"Really!" A man in a tight black suit next to him touched a long sword wound on his face and asked gloatingly, "How are the stinky sword sects beaten?"

The middle-aged man with a fat face smiled again and said, "Didn't that Liuyun Mountain always use his power to suppress people? He created a sword rock on the mountainside? It is stipulated that the brothers who are going up the mountain should put down the weapon. A few days ago, a white-robed senior could not stand it and asked those swordsmen to destroy this stinking tradition. Those swordsmen did not listen to good people and were disrespectful to the seniors..."

"What's next!" The man in black tight-fitting clothes had his eyes hot.

"Next? Of course, the swordsman from Liuyun Mountain was beaten and pissed!"

"Haha" the table laughed wildly.

"It's a pity that a stinky bald donkey in black came later, otherwise Liuyun Mountain would be removed from the list."

"Who is that old senior in white?" someone asked.

"Who is the old bald donkey in black?" another person also asked.

But everyone in the city stares at each other.

After a cold incident, the man in black tight clothing was not willing to be outdone, and then he talked about the news he heard: "Have you heard of the Three Heroes of the Central Plains?"

"It's the heroes of the Three Dog Kings of Central Plains who are asking us for trouble, Li Renyi, and Huang Batian?"

"Yes! These three guys are so angry that they want to set up a Iron Blood Gang a few days ago, and are preparing to cause trouble for us!"

"Ah!" The people around him were shaking with their wine glasses!

The man in black tight clothing glanced at everyone and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, they went to the King of Hell to report first. It was also a white-robed senior who couldn't stand their arrogance. As a result, Wang Yingxiong died and Li Renyi was injured... His *grandma*, and later a stinky bald donkey in black appeared and saved the rest of the people..."

"Haha" the table laughed wildly again. One of them said, "We are going to be proud of this time, but we just don't know who the old senior in white robe is?"

"Hei*dao is going to be proud? Haven't you heard the result of Minghu helping Chen Dabangzi?" A light sentence came. A table of people turned their heads and threw their vicious eyes over like stones.

The person who spoke was a table by the window, dressed in white, obviously from the white Taoist. A middle-aged man with an ancient face as ancient jade seemed to have not seen the stare of a hungry wolf, and said to his deskmate indifferently: "Everyone knows Chen Dabangzi, the leader of the Minghu Gang? This guy has always been a fish-filled people, but he is also scheming, so he should have been cut into pieces. Late the night before yesterday, an elder in black arrested all these guys who were more cunning than foxes in one fell swoop, and forced them to surrender to the government."

"They are willing to go? According to their sins, even if they surrender, they may be punished!" the deskmate interrupted.

"Yes, of course they refused to go! But the elder in black tied them up and tied them together, and was about to pull them to the government like a dog. Unfortunately, a white-robed old Taoist ran out halfway and rescued Chen Dabangzi and others!"

"Alas! What a pity!" The table sighed!

The middle-aged man with an ancient jade face smiled and said, "The story is not over yet! Chen Dabangzi and others also thought they were rescued and safe. Who knew that the old Taoist in white robe blamed Chen Dabangzi for not studying hard, having low abilities, and being embarrassed, and even started killing them again, killing them all..."

"Save people first, then kill people?! It's interesting and interesting!" Everyone on the table laughed.

"It seems that Black* Dao's life is not easy, haha!"

The middle-aged man with a fat face who had spoken before was gloomy. Isn't this a provocation? Their faces changed at the same table. Wow, the other table stood up and was about to take action.

"Cough cough--" Several old men dressed in waiters around the hall coughed gently and thrust slightly. Suddenly, a silent aura spread out from them.

Warrior!

All the people standing to fight were stunned because they understood what the war would mean.

According to the division of the Shenlong Continent, those who practice martial arts are divided into three levels, namely warriors (warriors), warriors (warriors), and warriors (warriors). Each level can be divided into some subcategories, such as warriors (warriors) are divided into nine levels, warriors (warriors) are divided into five levels, and warriors (warriors) are divided into three levels. Above the martial gods (warriors) are the martial saints who are infinitely close to immortals. The number of warriors in the entire continent will definitely not exceed the number of one hand.

Generally, most of the warriors (warriors) who are in the first to ninth level are warriors (warriors), and some leaders, sect leaders, and gang leaders may be at the level of military generals (warriors). The advanced martial gods (war gods) who take the heads of the generals from millions of troops is as convenient as taking objects from a bag.

The old men in this store, looking at their clothes, were just dressed by the waiters in the hotel. But their aura was at the level of a general, and they might even be senior generals. The customers in the store were amazed at their superb level, but also surprised at the depth of the owner's background.

Zhongzhou is indeed a place where the tiger, hidden dragons are crouching.

"Hehe, our store only provides places for eating and drinking. If you want to fight, please go elsewhere!" One of the old men smiled.

The skill was not as good as the human, so the man in black had to sit down awkwardly.

For a moment, the hall became quiet, and then a sound of three or three came out from all over the place again. But the sound became much lighter, as if everyone had become civilized people.

Now everyone is whispering, just trying to figure out who the old Taoist in white robe and the elder in black are!

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In just a few months, all parts of the Qin Empire were filled with blood and storms. All kinds of rumors spread throughout the empire like they had wings. For a moment, everyone was in danger.

All major sects held mass meetings and discussed what to do if the democratic agreement was agreed.

The timids immediately announced their disbandment and gave up the martial arts and followed the literature. They included seventy-two sects, including the popular gang, the Hutong gang, the Dishan gang, the Huashan gang, and other sects.

Those with medium courage immediately formed a group and an alliance. There were many people, many people, many people, and many wisdom. I was still afraid of those two old men. Even if they were finished, so many people would not be lonely when they walked together!

Those who are bold should take the initiative to attack with the principle of starting first! Of course, they should proceed quietly. If they fail, all the scapegoats must be prepared.

But at the same time, everyone was asking about who were the two ancient Taoists in white and the monks in black who suddenly appeared inexplicably?
Chapter completed!