Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The eternal topics in the world are nothing more than grudges, love and hatred, treasures, magical powers, power and desires.

When Duanlang first came out of the world, he was like a horse riding off the reins, running happily. He always yearned for the life of a hero from the world who drank, helped the strong and helped the weak, and killed the rich and helped the poor.

However, he had been restricted by Chen Hengzhi before and could not go down the mountain. Now, he was finally allowed to go down the mountain, so how could he bear it?

Whenever I go to a place, I will ask about local bullies, and then come to the door to do a hero to fulfill my dreams of being a hero. At the same time, I will also promote my reputation.

However, as Duan Lang enters the world for a longer time and sees more and more, the more he can't suppress the blood in his heart.

In the world of storms, major martial arts sects rule one side and enjoy the management rights under their own rule. They are like princes. The governments in various places are just decorations, and they also need to act according to the looks of each sect.

Of course, the supreme martial arts world is still dominated by the world.

When it comes to governing the world, how can people in the martial arts world be compared with local officials? However, the county magistrates and prefects are just Bodhisattvas worshipped in the temple and have no rights at all.

As the saying goes, heroes violate the ban with martial arts.

People in the martial arts world, after learning advanced martial arts, are naturally not willing to be ordinary, and they also want to enjoy the lives of the masters.

In their words, isn’t the purpose of learning martial arts by labor and capital just to enjoy a better life?

Therefore, these people in the world cannot suppress evil thoughts, so they can naturally do everything.

Those famous and upright sects are better. Although they are rampant, they are strict after all, and under their rule, the people can barely survive.

But if it is replaced by those evil outsiders, the situation will be very different. They will be imposing taxes, bullying men and women, burning, killing, looting...

They are simply evil. The common people who are very skilled in martial arts and have no power to tie up a chicken are not their opponents. They can only be forced to separate their wives and children, leave their hometowns, and be displaced.

In addition, there are the gangsters, squire and bullies who do evil and act rampant, who do whatever they want.

There are also thieves and evil bandits gathered in Xiaoshan Forest, thinking they were heroes of green forests, hijacked past merchants and tourists, or formed horse gangs, forming a large force, making a living by robbing, harming all directions, making a reputation, and causing grudges from heaven and others.

Seeing this situation, Duan Lang felt that his childhood fantasy was shattered.

This is not the world he yearns for, nor is it the world he likes.

It made him think of Chen Hengzhi's joking words before going down the mountain to conquer the world!

At this moment, Duan Lang felt that Master had already learned about these situations and wanted to make some changes?

Hundred miles away from Leshan Mountain, in the sparse woods, the bonfire swayed with the night wind. A young man in black sat cross-legged by the bonfire. A red sword was inserted beside him, and behind him was a strange beast.

"call…"

Duanlang grew a breath of turbid air and woke up slowly. He opened his eyes and a faint light flashed by, which seemed very magical in the dark night.

"I don't know what Master wants."

Duan Lang whispered to himself:

"I just need to do things based on my own preferences, see injustice, draw my sword to help, and help the weak, so as not to lose the original intention of a chivalrous man."

"If you really encounter someone you can't beat, ask your master for help... Moreover, he has already entered the Golden Pill Stage. Who in the world can beat him?"

"roar--"

As if he was agreeing with his words, the red sword beside him suddenly trembled.

The swelling flames illuminated the surrounding scenery in the darkness, and a low roar of unicorn echoed in the night sky.

Duan Lang turned his head, pulled up the sword, placed it flat on his knees, stared at it, and asked softly: "Huolin, do you agree with what I said?"

The Fire Lin Sword trembled rapidly for a while and returned to silence.

This Fire Inn Sword is Duan Lang's family-born sword.

After living in seclusion in Lingyun Cave, Duan Shuai passed the sword to Duan Lang.

After Chen Hengzhi enchanted it and upgraded it, it has many more functions than before, making it more magical.

Unfortunately, no spiritual wisdom was born.

Otherwise, it would jump up and point at Duan Lang's nose, cursing: "I have never seen someone as shameless as you! I'll simply lose all the face of the Duan family."

From this moment on, Duan Lang faintly understood his original heart and understood what he wanted to do and what he could do.

He used Taoism and martial arts to kill, and healing techniques to save people.

Kill people with a long sword, heal and save the world.

Those who oppress the people will kill them!

Those who kill the family and rob, kill them!

Those who charge for heavy taxes will be killed!

Treat innocent people, those with illness, those with pain and disability, all use "Healing Techniques" to save them;

Walk all the way, kill all the way, and save all the way.

The World Club, Wushuang City, Xinyimen, Qingfeng Village...

Whether it is one of the best forces in the world or the gang of the Tiger Roaring Mountains;

Whether it is the leader of the gang, the head of the sect, the elder, the hall master, or the thug who gathers to make trouble.

Anyone who is found to be bullied by Duanlang and commits evil deeds will be killed without mercy.

Those with low martial arts skills will be crushed and removed directly.

A powerful martial artsman plotted against the "Poison Technique".

With his various means, unless he encounters Wuming and Sword Saint-level powerful people, few people can escape his assassination.

It took only more than half a year to go, but Duan Lang's footprints have traveled to most of the Jiuzhou world.

He was called "immortals" by countless people and descended to earth.

The "Healing Technique" he used to treat diseases and save people, and the "Thunder and Lightning Technique" he used to kill evil people, were also regarded as a magic trick by the people.

Along the way, Duanlang's "Immortal" became increasingly famous, and many people followed him spontaneously, willing to help him promote his reputation for his dog and horse.

In the prefectures and counties he passed by, countless people raised funds to erect temples and engrave monuments in order to thank him for his life-saving grace, and invited tablets of immortality to be placed at home, and worshipped day and night.

The name "Immortal Broken Wave" resounds throughout the world.

However, the consequences of becoming famous not only represent glory, but also bring countless troubles to Duanlang.

Some people will come to challenge you, and more people come to you because of interests and hatred!

Looking at the two middle-aged men who were blocking their way, one in red and the other in gray, with a vicious face, a cold sword with evil spirits, and a terrifying murderous aura that was almost solidified.

There is almost no need to guess and know their purpose.

"You want to kill me?"

Duan Lang sat upright on the back of the divine beast and asked with interest.

Since he started a massacre, fewer and fewer people have come to the door to die.

Whether you want to come to challenge or take revenge, you have to consider your own weight.

After all, in this chaotic world where you either kill me or I kill you, no one who can survive is a fool.

Those who are a little stupid will die long ago.

............

The two middle-aged men seemed to be not afraid at all when they saw Duan Lang, and they couldn't help but feel secretly angry.

"good."

The man in red said murderously: "Half a year ago, you appeared for the first time and killed twenty-one people in the Leshan branch of my Tianxiahui. In the next six months, I picked seventeen parts of my Tianxiahui, and I should know that there would be such a day."

When Duan Lang heard this, he patted his forehead and suddenly realized, "So that's it. You are from the World Association. I was wondering how to choose the World Association for 17, so why did Xiongba just not deal with it at all."

Then, he frowned: "But he only sent you two out? Do you look down on me, Duanlang?"

The two middle-aged men were furious: "What an arrogant boy, both death row prisoners will send you on their way!"

"Death-inmates? I haven't heard of it! I think they should be an unknown person!"

Duan Lang raised his eyebrows: "You must have offended Xiongba! Otherwise, why did he send you out? I'm afraid you were going to die?"

"Don't provoke our relationship with the Xiong Gang Leader!"

The man in red laughed angrily: "Good boy, I want to irritate us. I tell you, you have succeeded, die!"

While speaking, his hand had already pressed the hilt of the long sword around his waist, and at the same time, the man in gray also held the hilt of the sword.

After years of tacit understanding of joining forces against the enemy, the two drew their swords at the same time. The next moment, their people moved, and the sword also moved at the same time.

One man attacked the left, and the sword was strange, and the gray figure was like a ghost.

One person attacked the right, and the sword master killed and the red figure and the long sword soaked in blood showed violence.

With the cooperation of the two, the figure appeared like a ghost, and the sword shadow was like a flash of lightning. Except for the sharp sword light that disappeared, the terrifying sword edge could not be seen in it.

The two dragon swordsman who once became famous in the world, like the two slaves who died in the death row today, has changed their identity; what remains unchanged is their people, their swords and two swords combined and come out with all their strength.

The sword light came to his body, and the sword of Duanlang had not moved, and the person had not moved. When the mind moved, a light yellow light wave was released from his body and pushed into all directions.
To be continued...