The sky is clear and the sun is beautiful and the wind is gentle.

Above China, there are three thousand miles of Shu, towering ancient trees, lush green clouds, white clouds, green smoke, and the sky falls in the jade plate.

The mountains are like rainbows, the dragon veins are faint, the walls are thousands of feet high, the mountains are steep and dangerous, and the spirit of the spirit is filled with the valleys, hundreds of birds come towards us, and immortals gather in the crowd.

In a vague way, if the Shenzong appears, it is grand and magnificent, like the palace of the Shenting Court. The sound of bells and chimes is heart-wrenching and refreshing.

A young man in white walked out of the jungle. The boy was agile in his body. He walked on flat ground between the mountains and forests. He soon arrived at the foot of Shu Mountain.

The boy in white raised his head and looked at the smoke-filled mountains. His vitality was full of energy, like a dragon circling his body. His eyes, which were slightly tired because of the rush, suddenly became energetic.

"I finally arrived. The legendary holy land of Shenzhou, Shushan, is indeed extraordinary, like a fairyland."

The young man looked fascinated, with his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face was as sharp as a knife, and he was very handsome. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a medium figure and white clothes like snow. He was covered in dust along the way.

The boy casually tidied up his clothes, looked solemn, patted the sword behind him, and strided forward again.

"The holy land of Shushan, idle people stop."

A loud shout sounded, and four mountain guards walked out of the stone tablet, blocking Zhang Tianze's way out.

The man in the lead was fat, with a fat face, and his arms wrapped around his chest, with arrogance on his face.

It is true that anyone who can practice in the Shushan Sword Sect at a young age is very proud, with a look of arrogance and disdain in his eyes, and a look of contempt.

Zhang Tianze frowned, feeling unhappy. He traveled through mountains and rivers for more than a month, and came to Shushan for more than thorns, but he had great longing for Shushan.

Looking at this guy with a fat face, Zhang Tianze also remembered the previous master's teachings: "Boy, when you go to Shushan, you will bring your token of your master. If you encounter obstacles from the disciples guarding the mountain, you can beat him up directly."

The old man said it very well, as if the Shushan Sword Sect was run by his family. According to the old man, he was once an awesome figure in the Shushan Sword Sect.

However, Zhang Tianze didn't believe it. After all, in the past sixteen years, the old man has not taught him a decent martial art.

Therefore, although he came with a token, Zhang Tianze still felt that he had to treat him with courtesy when he was just a newcomer.

"Several brothers, I came to Shushan to report."

Zhang Tianze hugged the four of them and showed a kind smile.

"Report? Gengkengkengkeng, Shushan disciples are recruited once a year. Now just one month has passed. What kind of people do you want to report to? Besides, Shushan disciples are selected strictly, and not even any crooked ones can be entered."

When the fat man heard the report, he immediately humiliated him.

"Hey! Our Shushan Sword Sect is so famous that in previous years, many people were not qualified to participate in the assessment and selection. Later, they came over and cried and made a fuss. They saw more and more opportunistic people."

"Boy, look at your delicate skin and tender flesh, and your figure, you are too thin, and I'm afraid you can't stand a gust of wind. I'd better go home and eat milk for a few more years before coming."

The disciples probably had a boring and boring way to guard the mountain. They mocked Zhang Tianze and used him as a pistachio.

Damn it!

Fragrant melons and cracked dates? Fine skin and tender flesh?

According to Zhang Tianze's violent temper, it is inevitable that he will be humiliated like this for no reason.

However, Zhang Tianze still endured it. After all, it was the best time to come to Shushan for the first time. If he could go in smoothly without a conflict, it would be the best.

"Several brothers, this is my token."

Zhang Tianze took out a light golden token from his arms. The token was the size of a palm, divided into two sides, and one side was painted with mountains. If you look closely, the appearance of the mountains was exactly the same as that of Shushan.

On the back of the token, there is a word engraved: Xuan!

Zhang Tianze handed the token to the fat man. Unexpectedly, the fat man took the token and threw it ten feet away without even taking a look.

"Get a broken token as a token and tell you that there is only one way to enter Shushan, that is, the annual Shushan assessment. There has always been no token reporting. This is the rule of Shushan, so get out of here."

The fat man was condescending and gave a few more words to tell him a lesson.

call!

Zhang Tianze exhaled a breath of turbid air, then walked aside, picked up the token, and put it in his arms again. No matter whether the old man gave it was really useful or not, the fat man should not throw it away.

To humiliate him, you can, to humiliate the master, absolutely not!

Zhang Tianze moved his muscles and sighed: "It seems that the master is right to teach him. The master always says: take life and death lightly, and do it if you don't accept it."

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

The fat man frowned and glared at Zhang Tianze.

"In this world, some are born beautiful, some are born kind, and some are born domineering. Do you know which kind you belong to?"

Zhang Tianze smiled and looked at the fat man, saying indifferently.

“Which one?”

The fat man glared with big eyes.

"You belong, you are born to deserve a beating."

Zhang Tianze said, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

When he was just a first time, he wanted to treat each other well, but these guys didn't say anything, but they even ridiculed him without saying anything, outside the Henglan Mountain.

More importantly, they shouldn't throw away their tokens.

Not to mention a few mountain guard disciples with a cultivation level that is comparable to that of him, even if they really get into the Shushan Sword Sect, he will not let others bully him.

In recent years, Zhang Tianze has lived in seclusion with his master in the mountains and forests. Facing the ferocious monsters, Zhang Tianze has never retreated. Over the years, many monsters have died under his sword.

Compared with those monsters who eat raw meat and drink blood, these pampered disciples in front of them are simply little sheep.

"A bastard, a person who doesn't know how to live or die, dares to run to Shushan to play wildly, break his legs and feet, and throw them down the mountain."

The fat man was furious. As a master of the seventh level of the Hou Martial Realm, he also had a certain status among the registered disciples of Shushan South Courtyard. Today, he was humiliated by a young boy who came out of nowhere. How could he bear it?

"court death."

A person around the fat man moved. He took a step forward and punched Zhang Tianze in the face.

His movements were extremely fast, and his cultivation level at the sixth level of the martial arts realm could produce 500 kilograms of power with one punch.

Although this punch is not fancy, it is full of vigor. If it is hit, it may directly knock Zhang Tianze into facial paralysis.

Facing the fierce punch of the Shushan disciple, Zhang Tianze's mouth raised slightly, and he was calm and calm until the other party's fist approached that Zhang Tianze moved.

Bang!

ah!

A dull punch accompanied by a scream, the disciple of Shushan came and went quickly, and flew backwards and landed on a big rock behind him. Looking at his face, he was already covered in blood and bones, and his nose was collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, there were screams of pig-killing screams on the hillside.

"What?"

The fat man and the other two Shushan disciples were shocked, and they looked at the boy who seemed like a weak scholar in front of them with the look of looking at the monster.

It is as motionless as a mountain, as a fierce tiger, and as a cunning rabbit.

They could see that the young man in front of him was also only the sixth level of the Hou Martial Realm, but the opponent's movements were so fast that even Fatty, a master in the seventh level of the Hou Martial Realm, did not see clearly how Zhang Tianze took action.

In the path of cultivation, we first refine the body and then condense the qi, which is an inherent state.

The Later Martial Realm is the realm of body refining, and it is also the starting realm of a monk. This realm continuously improves the strength and strength of the body and stimulates the limits of the human body. After the Ninth Heaven of the Later Martial Realm, innate true qi can be condensed in the body, which is called the Innate Realm.

Zhang Tianze and his master lived in seclusion in the mountains for sixteen years. He started fighting monsters at the age of five. In addition, he was gifted, so his combat power and combat experience were far superior to the same level.

"Now, do you still want to block me up the mountain?"

Zhang Tianze smiled so harmlessly. He looked like a big boy next door. Looking at the Shushan disciple who was lying on the ground and screaming bitterly, it was hard to imagine that this was his move.

"I still want to go up the mountain after hitting someone. How can you let go of the mountains in Shu Mountain? I want to see how powerful a boy from the sixth level of the Houwu Realm can be."

The fat man was furious. It was his turn to guard the mountain today. If a boy who came out of nowhere beat someone and rushed up the mountain, he would not have to mess around in Shushan in the future.

The fat man moved, his arms shook, making a snap sound, and the fists as big as bowls hit each other, like a iron.

"The tiger goes down the mountain."

The fat man shouted and rushed towards Zhang Tianze. Although he was fat, he was extremely fast when fighting.

However, in Zhang Tianze's opinion, this kind of speed is somewhat insignificant.

"This is also called a tiger."

Zhang Tianze sneered, only to think that the fat man's body was extremely funny, and he didn't look like a tiger at all.

And Zhang Tianze is a person who has actually killed the tiger.

Zhang Tianze moved again, his momentum suddenly became sharp, his eyes as cold as a knife. Zhang Tianze, who was fighting, was completely different.

Zhang Tianze jumped up and from top to bottom, an iron fist hit him like a mountain of Tai.

The fat man's face changed slightly and he quickly punched him to block it.

Bang!

The fists and fists intersected, and a dull sound broke out. The fat man was beaten and retreated repeatedly, all the way to the stone tablet.

Wow!

The fat man felt his chest tightness and vomited it out with a mouthful of blood. The fist that collided with Zhang Tianze was completely numb, without any sense, and kept trembling.
To be continued...