The Heavens Are Coming: Opening Comments on Top Ten Martial Arts Myths

Nine days later.

Inside the rental house.

Feng Yuxiu looked at the edited content in front of him, with an expectant smile on his face, after checking it carefully, he uploaded the edited content.

This side is in "The World of Heroes".

This morning, after many martial arts masters got up, they hurriedly washed and ate, and then sat in a place where they could rest, waiting for something expectantly.

What are they waiting for?

They are waiting for the appearance of the ninth [Wulin Myth]!

a moment.

The void trembled, and then, a white light curtain floated in the void out of thin air.

Bright white light, illuminating the world.

At this moment, many martial arts masters once again felt a supreme force emerging from the void, suppressing them in place.

However, they seem to have been used to this matter for a long time, so they all kept their heads up and looked expectantly at the white light curtain in midair.

[Inventory of the top ten low martial arts world martial arts myths! 】

【names not listed in order! 】

It was still the same as the previous scene. Following the appearance of a line of black characters, everyone stared at the white light curtain in midair expectantly.

【start! 】

In an instant, the font on the white light curtain changed two more words.

Start.

Immediately after the font fell, the people who were watching felt a shock in their minds, and there seemed to be some mysterious and terrifying power reflected in their minds, making them involuntarily concentrate, looking at this On a white light curtain.

This is a hall with endless Dao books.

In the main hall, a suave-looking young civil servant was constantly flipping through Daoist scriptures. While flipping through the pages, he was recording something with a pen and ink.

At this time, everyone outside the light curtain could still hear the sound of flipping through books.

In Hulong Villa.

"Who is this?"

"Could it be that the martial arts mythical figure this time is a number one scholar?"

"No! Looking at the official uniform on the opponent's body, it is not a champion, but an ordinary official official uniform."

Zhu ignored the scene of flipping through the books in front of him, he couldn't help frowning, and muttered to himself with a puzzled expression.

No wonder Zhu ignored such importance.

In fact, he was very curious about this ninth martial arts myth.

He really wants to know what is special about this ninth martial arts myth. The most important point is that he wants to know how powerful this martial arts myth is!

although!

This [counting the top ten low martial arts world martial arts myths! ] Speaking of which, the rankings are in no particular order...

However, for these martial arts masters, the ranking itself is a proof of their strength!

In Zhu's view of such a heroic character, the strength of the ninth martial arts mythical figure must be three points stronger than that of the previous [Zhang Daoren], so the opponent's ranking will be in the [Zhang Daoren] above!

…………

Jiangnan.

florist.

Lu Xiaofeng was frowning, and said to himself curiously: "What is the strength of this ninth [Wulin Mythical Figure]?"

Opposite him, Hua Manlou had a faint smile on his mouth, and said naturally, "Brother Lu, why are you thinking so complicatedly here? If you look at it next, you will know it?"

…………

Shaolin Temple.

A peaceful-faced sweeping monk looked at the scene of the white light curtain in front of him. Although he had been facing the ancient Buddha with the blue lamp for many years, he had polished his xinxing thoroughly, but at this moment, he couldn't stop A burst of doubtful thoughts appeared in my mind!

What is so mysterious and powerful about this ninth [Wulin Mythical Figure]?

do not know!

Even the sweeping monk had been in the state of mind of visiting Buddha for many years, and he couldn't control the doubts that came to his mind.

…………

Peach Blossom Island.

Huang Laoxie, who was dressed in blue, looked at the scene in front of him with a white light curtain, his body trembled, and he muttered in disbelief, "Could it be that senior?"

…………

On the cliff of Moyun.

Xie Yanke, who had a black beard, was staring wide-eyed, and said arrogantly: "Let me take a look at this ninth [Wulin Mythical Figure], what is so powerful about it?"

As he said that, he snorted coldly, and said with certainty: "Sooner or later, I, Xie Yanke, will also be on this list of [Wulin Mythical Figures]!"

…………

Inside the light curtain.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, 20 years have passed.

At the beginning, that suave young civil servant has now turned into a middle-aged civil servant with a face like a crown.

At this moment, he is standing on the roof of the main hall, overlooking the entire palace scene.

At this time, it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the snow was falling heavily, covering the entire palace.

However, this middle-aged civil servant, instead of wearing any overcoat, was wearing a light civil official uniform. Looking at the other party, he seemed to be indifferent to the biting chill in the unexpected world.

wow wow.

In mid-air, a little bit of white goose feather snow fell from the sky, but when it landed on the middle-aged man, it was immediately bounced off by some mysterious force, and then turned into strands of white water vapor and evaporated.

A feather cannot be added, and flies cannot fall.

Cold and heat do not invade, water and fire do not invade.

Such a terrifying skill is enough to prove that this middle-aged man is an innate warrior!

…………

The screen turns.

There are thousands of troops.

The middle-aged man looked at the enemy holding a sledgehammer in front of him, his figure flashed, and in just a split second, he crossed a distance of tens of meters. , and sent this first-class master who had achieved success in practice to fly away.

"Is this martial arts?"

"A tyrannical barbarian with a thousand catties of strength, even my palm can't catch it..."

On the side of the road, the middle-aged man lowered his head, looked blankly at his white and tender right hand, and muttered in disbelief: "You know, this brutal barbarian is ranked No. 11 in martial arts today. A master of horizontal training! Is he that weak?"

At this moment, his words revealed a tone of confusion and doubt.

…………

"Forehead……"

Outside the light curtain, listening to what this middle-aged man said, the other martial artists felt like they were in a fog.

no way.

Only Feng Yuxiu, who edited the clip, knew how powerful this middle-aged man was.

After all, only Feng Yuxiu knows how monstrous and powerful this mythical figure of martial arts is.