Twelve years passed in a flash.

In the past twelve years, the registered disciples of the Manniu Martial Arts Hall have basically grown up and started to walk around the world.

Lin Qianjun also passed the position of the director to Guan Ning and no longer taught his apprentice himself.

In recent years, many rookies have emerged in the martial arts world of Yuan Kingdom. These people's martial arts cultivation has reached the innate realm. Compared with ordinary martial arts people, their strength is simply a huge difference.

Most of these people are from the world who came to Yao Town to pursue inheritance opportunities.

At that time, they obtained a lot of treasures in the sea of ​​desire.

Lin Qianjun is quite generous. He just expelled them at the beginning and did not confiscate their treasures. Therefore, so many powerful people from the world have emerged.

However, with such strong strength, they naturally couldn't help it.

So there are anti-flags erected in various parts of Yuan Kingdom. In addition, Lin Qianjun's reason for destroying the evil forces, Yuan Kingdom now lacks the advanced force to fight against those people in the martial arts world.

Under the attacks of these gangs, the court struggled very hard to resist, and the current situation in Yuan Kingdom was shaky.

"Disciple, do you have the idea of ​​becoming a king?" Lin Qianjun asked Guan Ning at the dinner table.

Guan Ning smiled foolishly and said, "Master, you are joking. I can't even be the owner of this Manniu Martial Arts Hall. How can I be the king?"

"Yes, let you be the king and make things difficult for you." Lin Qianjun said with a smile.

After dinner, Lin Qianjun returned to the bedroom, looked at the hat and iron mask hanging on the wall, and showed a deep expression.

.....

Kyoto, Yuanguo, Keqiongcheng.

Today, this ancient city has been surrounded by Fan Ze from the Third Road.

The five thousand imperial guards in Kyoto were defeated step by step under his attack and soon retreated back to the imperial city.

In the palace, Dongfang Yu, the king of Yuan Kingdom, was wearing a dragon robe and sat high on the dragon chair of the Golden Palace. On the phoenix chair not far away, the queen who drank poisonous wine had already closed her beautiful eyes.

"Where is General Manager Gao!!" Dongfang Yu looked at the historian beside him and asked.

"Go back to the emperor, Lord Gao has left the palace to welcome the enemy." The historian said, and wrote down the conversation in the book in his hand.

"I think my country of Yuan Kingdom has never collapsed after 800 years of storm. I don't expect it to be destroyed in my hands." Dongfang Yu sighed, pulled out the sword on the desk in front of him, and said to the historian beside him: "There are some small objects for playing with in the desk in my study. You will take them away later. I think it will be enough for you to spend your whole life."

The historian was unmoved, but just silently recorded what Dongfang Yu said, and then quietly observed Dongfang Yu.

Dongfang Yu shook his head and then placed the sword in his hand on his neck.

"The ancestors and ancestors are above the emperor, and their descendants are unfilial and lose the country of Yuan Kingdom. They will fall into the hands of the thief and suffer humiliation. Now they have to commit suicide to apologize..."

After saying that, Dongfang Yu was about to wipe her neck directly.

However, before he committed suicide, a condensed blue true energy was shot out in advance, shooting down the sword in Dongfang Yu's hand.

Clang!!

The sword fell to the ground, and Dongfang Yu's expression became ugly.

Although his talent for cultivation in martial arts is not particularly strong, he has reached the second-rate realm with the support of the royal resources. The opponent's right energy knocked down the sword in his hand just from a distance, which made him a little unacceptable.

Lin Qianjun stepped into the hall and saw the queen sitting on the phoenix chair, and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that it's a little late."

After carefully examining Lin Qianjun's appearance, Dongfang Yu said with a look of surprise and doubt: "Bao hat, iron mask, are you a guest of the Bao hat?"

Twelve years ago, the Guest of the Bareha emerged and destroyed the evil forces of the Yuan Kingdom.

In addition, the Guest Guards of the Baguards also appeared everywhere in the world and dealt with many demonic warriors who massacred the people.

Some people say that they have seen hat guests in Osu Country, some people say that they have seen hat guests in Qi Country, some people say that there are more than one hat guests, and some people say that hat guests have the skills to clone... In short, there are many different opinions.

After the Evil War was destroyed, the Yuan Kingdom had sent people to investigate, but for some reason, the late emperor gave up on continuing the investigation and explicitly prohibited the investigation of the Toutai Ke.

Over the past twelve years, there have been fewer and fewer news about the Guest of the Bagu. Even today, if it weren't for the sudden appearance, Dongfang Yu would even think that it was a legend.

"Are you here to witness the destruction of my Abyss?" Dongfang Yu asked.

His tone does not contain any fluctuations, and there is not even a trace of surprise or curiosity on his face.

Lin Qianjun said calmly: "I made an agreement with Dongfang Yi back then that as long as he doesn't bother me, within a hundred years, when the Yuan Kingdom is in danger, I can help you once."

Dongfang Yi is Dongfang Yu's father, the dead old emperor.

Hearing the sound, a glimmer of hope appeared on Dongfang Yu's face, but then he shook his head again and said, "You are late. Even if you have the force to suppress the world? The people are lost. Yuan Kingdom no longer has the surname Dongfang. Besides, all civil and military officials have been killed by rebels, and the foundation required to govern a country is gone..."

Lin Qianjun said: "I have lost the hearts of the people. I can help you find them back. If the cultural relics are gone, I can also give you better civil and military officials as a substitute. The only question is whether you still want to be this emperor."

When Dongfang Yu heard this, his eyes were volatile, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "If you can really do what you say, I will naturally be willing to continue sitting in this position."

Lin Qianjun nodded and said, "If this is the case, the rest will be much easier."

In Lin Qianjun's eyes, if he is willing to take action, it would be fine if he is sitting on the throne, even if he is a pig.

"Kill me, whoever takes the throne first will be the emperor of Yuan Kingdom!!"

At this time, there was a shout of killing outside the hall, and then two men and one woman led the army to rush forward.

They were stained with countless blood, and they had obviously just experienced a bloody battle.

After entering the hall, they immediately saw Lin Qianjun standing in the middle of the hall. His familiar appearance reminded them of a person who only existed in memories.

"Guest of the Bare Hat?" Tu Qing's pupils contracted and he hurriedly called his subordinates to stop.

The two armies on the other side also stopped separately. The man and woman in the lead looked at Lin Qianjun and looked at each other.

Immediately, the man among them looked at Dongfang Yu above and said, "Dongfang Yu, are you stupid? The guest of the hat has probably ascended to the upper realm long ago. Can you scare us by just looking for someone to pretend to be him? If you hand over the seal and write the abdication document, we can spare your life, otherwise..."

"Lu He, the moon knife?" Lin Qianjun interrupted the man's words and looked at him and said, "You are a disciple of the Thunder Knife? You are lucky that your master was killed by me, but you hid in the crowd and survived.

Later, he gained a lot of benefits in the sea of ​​desire and successfully broke through to the realm of showing the gods.

But good martial arts does not mean that you can be a good emperor. The rebel army you led burns, kills, loots and does so many things that are harmful to the world. It shows that you are incompetent in control, so you must not be able to sit on the dragon throne."

"Your grandpa, I deserve to be your evaluation!" Lu He couldn't help but get angry when he heard this. In addition, he was sure that the guest of the hat in front of him was fake, so he pulled out his long sword with him and slashed towards Lin Qianjun.

The moment the sword fell, a half-moon-shaped sword shadow that was several feet long also appeared.

This is Lu He's true martial arts god.

He is called the Moon Knife, and most of the reasons are because of this.

Lin Qianjun did not move, his arm was slightly raised, and his index finger and middle finger were slightly protruded out, silently breaking open Lu He's true martial arts god and directly clamping his long sword.

"Ahhh~~" Lu He gritted his teeth and wanted to pull out his treasure knife from Lin Qianjun's fingertips, but the knife did not move at all.

"You are like your master, you are all brainless." Lin Qianjun shook his head slightly, his wrist slightly shook, and then he fed a stream of internal energy to Lu He through the long sword.

"puff!!"

Lu Heru was hit hard and flew backwards. All his internal organs were shattered by Lin Qianjun's true energy. After spitting out an old blood on the ground, he opened his eyes and lost his breath.

"Brother Lu..."

"General Lu!!"

The rebels behind him exclaimed, but there was not even a person who dared to come forward to avenge him.

Seeing this, the remaining two rebel leaders had already confirmed Lin Qianjun's identity in their hearts.

They had never imagined that the legendary straw hat guest would appear here, and his strength was really as unfathomable as the legendary one...

Tu Qing took a step forward, clasped his fists at Lin Qianjun and said, "Senior, Lu He is in a position to defend himself and is not worthy of the throne. So what do you think he is?"

"Divine Fist Tu Qing?" Lin Qianjun sneered and said, "Your trick is just used in the world. How good do you think you are better than Lu He?"

Hearing this, Tu Qing's face changed and finally gritted her teeth and retreated.

Others don’t know the strength of the Taoliuke, but he still knows it very well.

Twelve years ago, he personally saw the Guest of the Toutiao, who was at least the fourth realm of the innate realm and the Taoist realm.

Such a powerful person is enough to live to a hundred thousand. If he wants to, destroying a country is just a backhand. Participating in the secular dynasty dispute is simply a cheating.

"That senior thinks that the little woman may be on the throne." Jiang Leng spoke and asked Lin Qianjun.

Lin Qianjun glanced at Jiang Leng and said, "The beautiful girl Jiang Leng! You can reach the current level as a woman, but you have some means to barely be able to sit in that position."

When Dongfang Yu heard Lin Qianjun say this, his face was nervous, while Jiang Leng showed a hint of joy.

However, Lin Qianjun then said, "But you are just barely qualified. You are too stingy. Because of a question of title, you slaughter the village. Even if you take the throne, it may not be a good thing for the people of Yuan Kingdom."

"Who can hold this throne now?" Jiang Leng asked.

"He is better than you." Lin Qianjun pointed to Dongfang Yu and said.

"Why?" Jiang Leng asked back.

"He is incompetent enough, but I have my help." Lin Qianjun said.

Hearing this, Dongfang Yu's face turned red and white, but in the end he suppressed the anger in his heart. After all, today is different from the past, and it is obvious that he has no right to refute Lin Qianjun's words.

Jiang Leng gritted his teeth and said, "I don't accept it. Senior, you rely on your own strength to forcefully interfere in secular affairs."

"Yes, boxing is a big bullying of reason. My cultivation is stronger and my fist is bigger. So what I am talking about is the truth." Lin Qianjun nodded and looked at Jiang Leng and said, "If you don't accept it, you can use your sword to try to tell me "reason". I only use one finger and 10% of my skills. If you win, I will retreat and promise not to interfere in this matter."

When Jiang Leng heard this, the expression on his face hesitated for a moment, but then he could not suppress his desire to take action.

Although the person in front of her may be an old monster in the Taoist realm, she finally got to this point and there was no reason to give up.

"I hope seniors can keep their promises!" Jiang Leng said, aiming the sword in his hand directly at Lin Qianjun.
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