At this moment, in the Fuhu Valley.
An old man in a black robe was riding a colorful tiger, drinking and taking a nap.
Suddenly, a disciple came hurriedly.
"The master's verbal order has ordered the three major swordsmen to openly challenge the Hall Master Lei Feng."
The disciple bowed and bowed with respect.
"Got it, get out!"
The black-robed old man drank the wine and waved his hand impatiently.
Roar!
Roar! Roar!
In an instant, Hundred Tigers roared, killing intent, and shaking the sky!
In this scene, the disciple who was watching suddenly changed his face and worshipped again, and quickly fled away.
Roar!
In the depths of the valley, there was a loud tiger roar.
Then, a huge white tiger, holding a coquettish beautiful woman, came out gracefully.
"The third child, what's the matter?" The beautiful woman frowned slightly, her eyes filled with doubts.
"Second sister, the master has orders, let us three swordsmen, openly challenge the life and death hall master Lei Feng." The black robe old man said quickly.
"Lei Feng?" After hearing this, the beautiful woman was taken aback, her eyes became more and more stunned: "We haven't been out of the world for 30 years, and in this world, has there ever been a hall of life and death?"
"I don't know too well, so let's check the information first."
As the black-robed old man spoke, there was a loud scream.
Roar!
The next moment, the disciple who had already walked away suddenly blinked, and he saw a big colorful tiger, blocking his footsteps.
Roar!
After that, the disciple had not yet come to his senses, he was held in his mouth by the tiger, and went all the way to the valley.
"Wow..." This top martial arts master was howling and crying in fright at the moment, and he was incontinent even to urinate and defecate.
No way, this kind of tiger cannibalize. Once caught in the valley, can he survive
however!
When the disciple was caught by the tiger, after he reached the valley all the way.
An old man in black robes and a handsome woman appeared in front of him.
The black robe old man needn't say, he is naturally the third of the three swordsmen, known as the black tiger swordsman.
As for the hot body, who looks very sexy, she is the second child of the three swordsmen, known as the white tiger swordsman.
These two swordsmen were both proud disciples of Venerable Fuhu, and their sword skills were very powerful.
As early as fifty years ago, the Three Musketeers crossed the Western Regions and made a name for themselves.
Thirty years ago, when the Three Musketeers returned to hermitage, their martial arts took the first step.
Now, thirty years have passed in a flash, and the martial arts of the Three Musketeers are naturally self-evident.
This is enough to tell from the fact that beautiful women are so old, but still look very beautiful.
In an instant, the apprehension in that disciple's eyes was less.
"Cry ass, cry, I want you to come back, just want to ask you, about that Lei Feng, quickly!" The old man in black robe scolded.
"Yes." The disciple didn't dare to talk nonsense, and said about Deng Jiuling's deeds about once.
"A handyman who rises up by luck will eventually take the lead?"
After hearing everything, the black robe old man was stunned.
"Then Lei Feng, are you handsome?" The beautiful woman said with a wink.
"Handsome!" The disciple was suddenly overwhelmed, gulping his saliva, his face burning.
"Little handsome guy, come on, come to my sister."
The woman riding a white tiger gently hooked her finger.
When the voice fell, the disciple hurried forward, hugging the woman with a fiery expression.
In this scene, the black-robed old man who was watching couldn't help but shook his head slightly and turned his head aside.
"Ah..." Then, an excited voice resounded across the sky.
Soon, there was a corpse on the ground.
Even if he died, the disciple still looked excited, and died of something indescribable.
"The young people nowadays have less physical strength than a generation, which is really disappointing."
The woman puts on her clothes, her eyes are full of disdain.
"Second sister, this is also a master's disciple anyhow, it's not good for you to kill him like this?" The black robe old man said with a wry smile.
"When Venerable Fuhu was young, did he ruin me less often?"
The woman sneered and said with a sneer: "After thirty years, he remembered that if we let us do things, my mother will naturally charge some interest!"
Ugh!
The black-robed old man shook his head, and said, "Venerable Tiger, so I like Lei Feng."
"Then this time, we Three Musketeers will go to the Hall of Life and Death, which is nothing."
The voice fell, and the woman riding the white tiger nodded and said: "You can go to the Hall of Life and Death, and I will go to the eldest brother."
"Okay!" The black robe old man nodded, riding the black tiger, turning into a streamer.
Then, the woman rode a white tiger all the way to the depths of the valley.
Wherever he went, tigers kept appearing, but they all knelt on the ground obediently, seeming to be very afraid of women.
To be precise, what these tigers fear is the white tiger that the woman is riding.
No way, in the Fuhu Valley, there are only three real tiger kings.
Black Tiger King!
White Tiger King!
Among them, the power of the white tiger king is more powerful than the black tiger king!
This place in the Western Regions, because of the complex and special terrain, backward technology, and changeable weather.
Therefore, even in the 21st century, the thermal weapons of the Western Regions are not very developed.
Imagine, among the high mountains and dense forests, a great martial artist, why should he be afraid of special forces
Under this type of terrain, heavy weapons are troublesome to transport, or even impossible to transport them.
Ordinary small arms are of little significance to the three-step martial artist.
In the dense forest and high mountains, horse riding is also very troublesome, and it is even impossible to ride a horse.
But the Three Musketeers are different!
There are three swordsmen, one tiger king.
Moreover, this tiger king is extremely tyrannical, and his body can defend against bullets.
Imagine a woman riding a white tiger in a dense forest and high mountains, galloping like thunder.
Just ask, who can compete with her
What's more, the three major swordsmen all act together, almost never fighting alone.
Three first step warriors who have been famous for many years, plus three extremely fierce and fast tiger kings.
The attack power of the three swordsmen teamed up, even if they encounter a group of warriors of the same rank, they don't need to be afraid.
This is the truth!
In this huge Fuhu Valley, the man-eating tigers instantly turned into little sheep when they saw the white tigers.
however!
When it came to the deepest valley, the white tiger started to slow down and became very afraid.
"Xiao Bai, what are you afraid of?"
Touching the white tiger's forehead, the woman said angrily: "Big brother won't eat you again, hurry up!"
Roar!
The sound fell, and in the valley, there was a loud roar.
The sound is like thunder, shocking Jiuxiao!
After hearing this sound, the white tiger suddenly softened his legs and almost fell to the ground.
Ooh! Oooh!
In an instant, in the huge Fuhu Valley, all the tigers knelt on the ground, trembling all over, with awe in their eyes.
The roar of the tiger was fully in the void, and after staying for more than ten seconds, it gradually dissipated.
But even at this moment, the eyes of the white tiger are still full of fear.
"You bastard, go!" The woman was furious and kicked the tiger's ass.
Roar!
The white tiger was unwilling and walked all the way to the valley.
But, walked to the valley, the entrance location.
The white tiger stopped and stood, not daring to go in.
"Second, what's the matter?" An old and staring voice came from the valley.
Then, a majestic old man in red riding a colorful tiger appeared in front of the woman.
The old man was completely breathless, as if he didn't know martial arts.
But the tiger he was riding was flushed red, burning like a raging fire.
This person is the leader of the Three Musketeers-the King of Red Tiger!
The Three Musketeers were originally Venerable Fuhu, the three major disciples under his command.
Of course, this is the past sixty years ago, to thirty years ago.
Although, even now, the Three Musketeers are still the disciples of the Venerable to the outside world.
But in fact, since Venerable Fuhu was drunk many years ago, he had poisoned a woman and made the mistakes all men in the world would make.
The three great swordsmen no longer have, and they have paid attention to Venerable Fuhu.
This is the secret of Fuhutang, and it is also a shame, so it is naturally impossible to tell others.
After waking up from the wine, Venerable Fuhu regretted it, secretly saying that he was a beast.
If this were not the case, Venerable Fuhu would not have allocated the huge Fuhu Valley to the Three Musketeers as the dojo.
In this way, after many years have passed, the two sides are also in peace, and no one has ever looked for each other.
Because of the loss of the three great swordsmen, Venerable Fuhu has re-trained the Lady in Red, Hei Wudi, and Bai Wuji.
But even so, in the hearts of the three great swordsmen, there is still a thorn, a thorn that cannot be erased.
This thorn is the martial arts of the Three Musketeers, all taught by Venerable Fuhu.
How can one forget the grace of giving
To Venerable Fuhu, even his female disciple dared to get drunk and ruin.
How can such a beast, the three great swordsmen, not be angry
This matter has been fifty years in a flash, and both the Venerable Tiger Tiger or the three major swordsmen are already old.
Therefore, both sides have almost forgotten what happened in the past, and the resentment in their hearts has been much less.
But now, Venerable Fuhu suddenly sent someone to let the Three Musketeers attack the enemy.
The Three Musketeers suddenly understood that it was time for them to end their grievances with Venerable Fuhu-it was time!
"Second, even though the venerable person lost you back then, no matter what he said back then, he was our master and he was kind to us."
The red-clothed old man said coldly: "But after killing Lei Feng this time, we have nothing to do with him!"
The voice fell, and the woman nodded, her eyes full of suffocation: "After this battle, we owe Venerable Tiger, and we have paid off!"
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The ninth mountain, the foot of the mountain.
A variegated tiger appeared suddenly.
"stop!"
"The place of life and death, no idlers are allowed to enter!"
At the gate of the mountain, two soldiers, holding big swords in hand, are majestic.
"Noisy!" The black-robed old man riding a black tiger suddenly sneered: "Xiao Hei, kill them."
Roar!
When the sound fell, the black tiger turned into a shadow, and its claws instantly tore through the sky.
Boom! Boom!
Then, the two fighters fell to the ground instantly, completely losing their breath of life.
"What shit life and death hall, it is simply vulnerable, Jie Jie!"
Roar!
With a tiger roar, the black-robed old man quickly moved forward, all the way to the top of the mountain.