In the western suburbs of the capital of the Philippines, there is a garden built against the mountains and seas.

If you look down from the air, you will be surprised to find that this is a microcosm of West Beach and the Shili Western Field in the last century.

Because the master here is the boss of the West Sea in the last century: the devil king Zhang Xiaolin!

After the Japanese invasion of China, he openly surrendered to the enemy, suppressed patriots, and committed a full-scale crime.

In 1940, he was assassinated by the patriots and his confidant Lin Huaibu.

However, he was not dead at that time, but was rescued by Japanese military doctors and secretly sent to the Philippines to recuperate.

In 1945, after Japan surrendered unconditionally, he was worried that he would be liquidated, so he did not return to his country, but stayed in the Philippines.

The following year, the reason why the Philippines was able to be independent quickly was the result of his manipulation behind the scenes.

Although Zhang Xiaolin became the Supreme Emperor of the Philippines, he still missed the Ten Miles of the West Beach.

Therefore, he built the garden in front of him in this foreign country, imitating the architectural pattern of the Shili foreign farm.

After that assassination, Zhang Xiaolin saw through the taste of life. Power and money are just clouds. No matter how beautiful a beauty is, she will grow old and turn into a skeleton. Only with her own strong strength can she establish her fundamentals.

Since then, he has handed over all the affairs of Longtang to his adopted son Zhang Hong. He has been practicing day and night for sixty years.

In these sixty years, except for a horizontal knife, there was only a tiger-headed golden eagle in the air.

On this day, Zhang Xiaolin sat in front of the waterfall as before, comprehending the way of heaven and earth.

Sudden!

The tiger-headed golden eagle pecking at the elk, and made a harsh sound to the sky.

Immediately, Zhang Hong led King Philip III, Minister of Internal Affairs, and Army Marshal to come to this side.

"Adopted son Zhang Hong, pay homage to his foster father!"

King Philip III, Minister of the Interior, Marshal of the Army and others also saluted respectfully.

Zhang Xiaolin didn't even raise his eyelids, but just a hoarse voice, asking, "What's the big deal? Why did you suddenly come to see me, the old man?"

When Philip III heard this voice, he couldn't help but tremble.

Although he was the king of the Philippines, he knew very well that the real person in power was not himself, but the Supreme Emperor in front of him.

He took the courage to carefully look at the old man who could depose him with just one sentence.

The old man had sparse white hair, bare upper body, and was covered with age spots of all sizes. His body was as thin as firewood, his muscles were obviously atrophy, and he was really skinny and bone-like.

Philip III was inexplicably worried about him. If there was a gust of wind now, would he be able to blow his thin body down below the cliff?

He is really too old and is about to be in his twilight years. According to his age, he is 132 years old. Since the founding of the country in the 1950s, their royal family has been passed down for three generations, but the demon king is still alive.

In the past, Philip III prayed eighteen times in his heart every day, cursing the demon king to die soon so that he could regain power to the kingdom.

But now he began to worry about whether the old man Chui Mu was still strong and could he still carry a knife and fight against Master Li Xianshi?

Just as Philip III was thinking, Zhang Xiaolin's hoarse voice sounded again.

"Is it my old friend who successfully seized the body and was reborn?"

Of course, the only one who can be called an old friend by him is the ghost god who is called the Lord of God.

"Encyclopedia, Lord God has gone to the immortal right now!"

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Xiaolin, who had always never raised his eyelids, suddenly opened his eyes.

"What did you say? He died? Did he fail to take over the body and die after being backfired?"

Zhang Hong shook his head and said, "No, he was killed by a young man in China named Li Xianshi!"

"This is impossible. Although the Lord of God has no physical body, he enjoyed the sacrificial fireworks for three hundred years, and basically with the immortal body, how could he be killed?"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaolin's gloomy eyes suddenly looked at Zhang Hong.

"Zhang Hong, are you bullying me for the old age and deliberately lying to me?"

Zhang Hong was so scared that he fell to his knees on the ground when Zhang Xiaolin drank like this.

"I dare not, Lord God has indeed been killed by Master Li Xianshi. Moreover, not long ago, Master Li Xianshi was still in the Western Pacific, destroying General Lei Long's naval fleet and killing three Bumblebee helicopters with one sword. This matter is absolutely true. Even if I use my child's ten courage, I will not dare to deceive you with such a big thing!"

After saying that, he gave a wink to King Philip III and others, asking them to testify for themselves.

King Philip III, Minister of the Interior, and Marshal of the Army, all fell to the ground one after another.

"Everything that the national master said is true, I hope the seniors can understand it clearly. Moreover, Master Li has already spoken and will soon visit the capital and flatten this place!"

"We are here specially. Please come out of the mountain and kill Master Li Xian!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaolin believed them a little.

"Hmph, you don't dare to bully me!"

After saying that, he was about to get up.

Seeing this, Zhang Hong and Philip III rushed forward to support him.

Zhang Xiaolin glanced at Zhang Hong and asked with a strong interest: "Zhang Hong, come and talk about Master Li carefully with the old man?"

Zhang Hong responded and told the information he collected in detail, regardless of whether it is true or false.

Zhang Xiaolin frowned slightly when he heard Master Li killing the ancestor of the Long family on Xizi Lake.

In his early years, he worked with the ancestor of the Long family and worked in the French Concession in Xihaitan, which can be called an old friend.

But he had no worries about this.

The ancestor of the Long family does have a good job in managing interpersonal relationships, but his martial arts talent is ordinary. After living for two centuries, he is only in the late stage of the realm. Compared with his Demon King, he is more than a little bit worse.

When he heard that Li Xianshi defeated Li Lingtian, the number one man in China, on the top of Yanshan Mountain, his brows frowned again.

But he just wrinkled. Although Li Lingtian's martial arts talent is ten times better than the ancestor of the Long family, he is still too young after all. In this way, he is just a minor generation and is not worth mentioning at all.

"Are there any, continue?"

Zhang Hong said respectfully: "The adoptive father is not only that. A few days ago, the Yuan family joined forces with Yuan Jinxiong, the big leader of the overseas Hongmen, to ambush Li Xianshi. However, he was killed by the other party. Even the Jinding Zhenren from Longhu Mountain was dead under his sword!"

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Xiaolin's expression changed suddenly.

The Yuan family was the largest family in the Republic of China. He and Yuan Kewen, the fourth son of the Yuan family at that time, and Du Yuesheng, the leader of the Qing Gang, were also known as the three giants in the Republic of China.

After a long silence, he asked, "My old friend Yuan Kewen, is he also defeated by Master Li?"

Zhang Hong shook his head and said, "No, the ancestor of the Yuan family has been in seclusion and has not yet come out of the mountain and has never fought with Master Li!"

Zhang Xiaolin nodded and looked at the waterfall ahead.

"That's right. When I was in West Beach, my old friend saved my life. I have always suffered from the opportunity to repay it. Today, I killed this Master Li Xianshi for him, and eliminated his life-saving grace for the Yuan family, which can be regarded as repaying his life-saving grace!"

When he was talking, perhaps because he was too excited, he coughed violently twice and almost fell to the ground.

"Entertainment Father, be careful!" Seeing this, Zhang Hong quickly stepped forward to support his trembling arm.

Zhang Xiaolin's turbid eyes looked around everyone and asked coldly: "Why, are you worried about the old man, who is about to be in his twilight years, and is not the baby rival named Li Xianshi?"

Zhang Hong, Philip III and others all lowered their heads silently, and they couldn't help but look worried on their faces.

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Xiaolin didn't say anything, but suddenly laughed to the sky like crazy.

When the laughter came to an abrupt end, he suddenly shouted.

"Come on the knife!"

A horizontal knife that pierced into the cliff flew into Zhang Xiaolin's hands like a magnet summoned.

"Swish!"

With the horizontal sword in his hand, he slashed it out casually. The unparalleled sword light penetrated the long rainbow and directly cut off a mountain that was as high as a hundred meters away.

Seeing the falling rocks rolling down, everyone was so shocked that they held their breath, their faces full of disbelief.

Just a casual knife can have the terrifying power of a shell. How powerful would it be if you take all your strength?

After a shock, they all fell to the ground in one fell swoop.

"Welcome to welcome your adoptive father (senius) out of the mountain and kill Master Li Xian!"

King Philip III, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled slightly, and his eyelids jumped twice.

This demon king has such a powerful power. It seems that in his lifetime, it is already a dream to regain power in the kingdom. It seems that he, the puppet king, can only be obedient and work hard to cultivate future generations...
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