Talents emerge in every generation, and each of them leads the trend for hundreds of years. This is fate.
The hard-working life of the dragon was once a legend of an era. It was like a star in the sky, an existence that was out of reach for humans.
However, his era will eventually come to an end, just as he once ended the reign of Qinglong Moqingdi who entered the Heavenly Dao before him.
What he didn't expect was that the end would be today, and the person who ended him was Fang Yan, the junior brother of Mo Qingdi whom he had once ended. He ended Mo Qingdi for his junior brother, but was ended by Mo Qingdi's junior brother in turn.
Isn’t this fate
"I lost." Shenlong Kunming said in a deep voice.
How heavy is this sentence
He personally admitted his failure and the end of his era.
And when he said this, the old gods had died and the new gods were established.
Another new martial arts star is rising in China. As soon as he appears in people's eyes, he shocks the whole world with his dazzling manner.
Fang Yan from Shui Yi Realm defeated Ken Xin Ming from Tian Dao Realm, and a new giant dragon came into the world.
"Master-----" Gongsun Qi shouted hoarsely.
He had always disapproved of this fight because he didn't want Fang Yan to be injured or die.
Yes, in his mind, Master Kunlun was the most powerful being. Fang Yan, who had just entered the Water Overflow Realm, could not be his opponent. If this battle went on, the only result would be a miserable defeat for Fang Yan's side.
What he never expected was that the person who failed was his own master.
How could he lose to the person who was like a god in his mind? How could he lose to Fang Yan
He was filled with mixed emotions, as if something was blocking his heart, making it hard to breathe and making it impossible for him to say anything.
Shenlong nodded to Gongsun Qi and said with a smile: "Victory and defeat are common in the military. Why act like a little girl? I am old and I have lost. So young people like you should work harder."
Gongsun Qi straightened his spine and said loudly: "Disciple will follow the master's teachings."
Ye Wenrou didn't expect that the battle on this side would be resolved so quickly, and she didn't expect that the dragon would say that he lost after he jumped out of the easter egg with great difficulty. What happened inside was beyond her ability to see even with her cultivation and vision.
However, she liked the uprightness of Shenlong's hard-working life.
She still didn't like Shenlong Kunming, but her impression of him had changed.
She clasped her fists towards the dragon, which is a way for people in the martial arts world to express their respect.
Fang Yan appeared.
He appeared behind where Shenlong Kunming was standing.
"Thank you, Mr. Shenlong." Fang Yan also apologized and said with gratitude.
"I didn't give in. I can't give in on this kind of thing." Shenlong Kunming corrected Fang Yan's words seriously and said, "What is the name of that move just now?"
"The water flooded Jinshan Mountain." Fang Yan said aloud.
"Shuimanjinshan, what a good name." Shenlong smiled and asked, "Did you choose it yourself?"
"I took it myself."
"Knowing that your family has a long history of martial arts, it's a good thing to read more. Reading more can gain knowledge, and knowledge can help you come up with a good name. Otherwise, all the names left in our martial arts heritage are black bull leaning on black tiger, heart-draining lazy donkey rolling around, etc. How can we have the face to meet the martial arts masters?" Shenlong Kunbinming said with emotion. "It's not unfair that I lost in your flooded Jinshan this time. I originally thought that your real body was in Jinshan, but you used a trick on me. You still stayed outside Jinshan, and only I was wrapped up by the water. My sword also missed. When I missed the sword, you had a chance to win. Unfortunately, you did nothing."
"So, I lost." Shenlong Kunming looked at Fang Yan sincerely and said, "I lost with all my heart. Your character and temperament are far better than ordinary people."
Fang Yan bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Shenlong."
Shenlong Kunming looked at Fang Yan with a face full of satisfaction and said, "The younger generation has people, and the martial arts are not lonely. Gongsun Qi, you have such an excellent companion, which is a blessing in your life. You will understand it later. You should ask Fang Yan for advice and break the calamity as soon as possible."
"Yes, Master." Gongsun Qi agreed respectfully.
Shenlong Xinmu didn't even look at Black Dragon Li Nanxun and Azure Dragon Mo Qingdi. He just looked at Fang Yan calmly and gently, sighed softly and said, "It is said that fists and feet have no eyes, but it is ultimately the nature of the heart. I didn't feel that I had done anything wrong before. But today, your behavior makes me feel ashamed."
A green light flashed, and the dragon's hard-working body was scanned from top to bottom by the green light.
His body shook violently, and then he fell to the ground.
"My cultivation has been wasted. From now on, I will be a commoner." Shenlong looked at Fang Yan with difficulty and said, "I will pay back the debt I owe."
"Mr. Shenlong--" Fang Yan was very anxious, and quickly came over to help Shenlong up from the ground. "You don't have to do this."
Shenlong shook his head, and his originally rosy face instantly became older. Without that energy and spiritual support, he was just an old man over 70 years old.
"If I don't do this, I will be upset." Shenlong smiled. "You know what kind of dangers a master of the Heavenly Dao Realm will encounter if he is upset. I was glorious, I existed, and my legend is everywhere in the world. There are many kinds of life, and every kind of life should be enjoyed. I am old now, so isn't it a refined hobby to go back to the fields and grow vegetables?"
Fang Yan was stunned for a while, and was deeply impressed by Shenlong's hard-working heart. He said, "Then I will become a vegetable thief. Mr. Shenlong must take good care of the yard."
"Haha, welcome. Welcome." Shenlong patted Fang Yan's shoulder and laughed out loud.
"Master-----" Gongsun Qi knelt down beside Shenlong with red eyes, tears were about to fall out. He never thought that the way of doing things by the master was so extreme.
Besides, Fang Yan is a member of the Three Heavenly Dao family, and the only Heavenly Dao master on his side has given up his martial arts skills. What if Fang Yan bullies him in the future? His woman has already started bullying him.
"Gongsun Qi, help me up." Shenlong said with great difficulty.
With the help of Fang Yan and Gongsun Qi, Shenlong was finally lifted up from the ground.
"Let's go." Shenlong waved his hand and said, "Let's go back and grow vegetables."
"Yes, Master."
The master and disciple walked away, but Fang Yan still couldn't regain his focus.
"He is indeed an old man worthy of admiration." Ye Wenrou stood behind Fang Yan and spoke.
"Yeah. Actually, he doesn't have to do that." Fang Yan sighed.
Fang Yan turned around suddenly and hugged Ye Wenrou in his arms, using all his strength as if he wanted to rub her body into his own.
"We can get married now." Fang Yan said excitedly in Ye Wenrou's ear, "You don't have to be a widow anymore."
"I never planned to be a widow." Ye Wenrou said.
"What do you mean?"
"If Kunming wants to kill you, I will kill him----" Ye Wenrou said calmly.
"This is the decisive battle----"
"I don't care if this is a showdown."
"Then my lifelong reputation----"
"I can kill everyone up here."
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Fang Yan secretly felt lucky for Gongsun Qi. If Ye Wenrou had taken action to deal with him first, he probably wouldn't have had much ability to fight back.
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. It is truly unfathomable.
"puff-----"
The little transparent dog glanced at Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou who were hugging each other with dissatisfaction, and spit at Fang Yan.
"I'm hugging my wife, what do you have any objection to that?" Fang Yan glared at him unhappily.
"puff----"
The little transparent dog sprayed at Fang Yan again, then ran over and grabbed Ye Wenrou's pants with its mouth, signaling her to stay away from Fang Yan and not hug him.
"How dare you steal my woman----" Fang Yan was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and was ready to fight with this little transparent dog.
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Mo Qingdi's shooting speed is not fast, but each shot is like thunder, making it very difficult for people to deal with.
At their level, the choice of weapons is not important. It is the same reason why Fang Yan, with his bare hands, can defeat Shenlong Kunming, who is holding the Demon-Slaying Sword.
They play with realm and intention. When your reaction speed cannot keep up with your realm and intention, you will have no chance to fight back when facing the massacre.
However, Black Dragon Mo Qingdi subconsciously still felt that it would be best not to let Mo Qingdi hold a gun.
He knew that this thought was very dangerous, because he was afraid, and the more afraid he was, the more likely he was to fail. Fear is a demon in your heart, and when the devil kidnaps your heart, it will be difficult for you to exert your true strength.
Mo Qingdi was hailed as the best shooter in the world twenty years ago. A silver spear in his hand was like a god descending to earth, and almost no one could stop him.
The Black Dragon Li Nanxun competed with him for the "Tai Chi Diagram" and wanted to kill him halfway, but he didn't expect that he would be stabbed by him and a big hole in his face.
Thinking of the big hole on his face, the black dragon became furious.
That is a scar, that is a shame.
Even though Mo Qingdi was eventually turned into a cripple by his junior fellow apprentice Shenlong, it was still difficult to eliminate the violent rage in his heart.
The black dragon's body ran towards Mo Qingdi, and every time he took a step, a shadow would appear in the air. When his body jumped to within one step of Mo Qingdi, the air was already filled with the shadow of the black dragon, as if countless black robes were fighting with Mo Qingdi.
His real body rushed to the front, and the long sword in his hand flashed with a subtle buzzing sound like an insect's cry.
The old drunkard Mo Xiaodi looked serious, and then shot a phantom shadow on the far left of him. (To be continued)