Chapter 187 The Divine Bird Bifang

The Holy Son seemed to sense Han Xu's gaze and looked over here.

However, he just glanced at it indifferently and turned his head.

At the scene, it seemed that no one or anything could arouse his interest.

"Holy Dao Palace." Han Xu muttered, "How come they are related everywhere?"

"Han Xu!" When Han Xu and his friends walked over, a cry of surprise came. Han Xu looked over and saw Tang Yurou standing not far away, with a man with a stern expression beside her.

Han Xu didn't expect to see Tang Yurou here. The last time he heard about her was when she was adopted as the Queen's daughter.

However, not long after, the Queen was sent to the cold palace because of the Qingfeng Mountain incident. Since then, there has been no news about Tang Yurou. Han Xu thought she should have returned to the Tang Sect in Xishu, but he didn't expect to come to the South.

"Are you Han Xu?" The stern man next to Tang Yurou asked.

"Who are you?"

"Tang Sect's eldest disciple, Tang Yan."

"I'm sorry, I don't seem to know you." Han Xu said with a smile.

Wei Kuang said excitedly: "He is the strongest among the young generation of Tang Sect. He once assassinated a superhuman at the level of the ninth rank."

Han Xu was secretly surprised that Tang Yan could break the rules and do something that was impossible according to common sense. He was proud of it.

"You still have some vision." Tang Yurou said to Wei Kuang.

"Wei Kuangren." Tang Yan looked at Wei Kuang with a fighting spirit in his eyes. It seems that Wei Kuangren's name is also well-known in the world.

In fact, whether it is Tang Yan, Wei Kuang, or the Holy Son, they are all well-known in the world and are known as the strongest people of the young generation.

The reason why Han Xu is not very clear about them is that, firstly, he has already entered the superhuman level, and naturally he can't arouse much interest in those below the superhuman level. Secondly, he has lived in the royal city for a long time and has never paid attention to the things in the world before.

Han Xu thought that he should not underestimate the world's romantic figures. If there is no cheating device like the system, Han Xu believes that it is impossible to have the strength of Wei Kuang and Tang Yan.

"Is he Han Xu?" Many people looked over when they heard Tang Yurou call out Han Xu's name.

The two words Han Xu have caused quite a stir in the martial arts world these days.

After seeing Han Xu's true appearance, it is hard to associate him with the cold-blooded butcher who slaughtered all the geniuses in Zhongzhou.

At this time, Han Xu looked suave and polite, without any murderous intent.

As for Wei Kuang, as the eldest son of the Southern King and the most belligerent member of the younger generation, most people knew him.

It was just a little surprising to see him and Han Xu walking together like old acquaintances, because in Wei Kuang's life dictionary, there are no friends at all, only opponents.

Seeing Han Xu, especially those from Zhongzhou, they all showed varying degrees of hostility towards him.

Han Xu has become the public enemy of Zhongzhou's martial arts world. The wave of hatred on the banks of the Qing River was too much.

"Han Xu, I didn't expect you to hide in the South."

"Hmph, did you know that the Gong family has already said that as long as you bring your head, you can go to the Gong family to choose an extraordinary skill."

Han Xu still had a bright smile on his face, looked at the person who was talking, and said: "If you are interested, you can try it. You still have to have dreams. What if they come true?"

"You" The man knew that he was not Han Xu's opponent, so he was choked and speechless.

At this time, Wei Kuang suddenly burst out with a strong breath, and said directly and domineeringly: "Han Xu is my brother, Wei Kuangren. Anyone who is against him is my enemy."

The surroundings were shocked by Wei Kuangren's momentum, and no one spoke against Han Xu again.

Wei Kuangren is not only extremely powerful, but his identity and background are even more powerful. Don't forget that this is the South Territory, and the owner of the South Territory is Wei Kuangren's father.

Everyone was very surprised. Wei Kuangren protected Han Xu so much, so can it be understood as the intention of King Wei?

Han Xu was somewhat touched by Wei Kuang's attitude, but he could only remember it in his heart. The feelings between men don't have to be shown on their faces at all times.

He looked at the man who was speaking and said contemptuously: "What is the Gong family? I am an official appointed by the court, a fifth-rank deputy governor, and the title of earl granted by His Majesty. The Gong family dared to openly offer a reward for my head. Humph, they are really brave."

"Han Xu, the affairs of the martial arts world are the martial arts world. You are not too cowardly to do this."

"Martial arts affairs?" Han Xu laughed, "I, Han Xu, have never been a martial arts person, so how can there be martial arts affairs? If there are any villains who anger me, don't blame me for leading the Cavalry Battalion to destroy his nine clans."

When these words came out, many people's faces changed. They didn't expect Han Xu to be so shameless, but when they thought that Han Xu might not be joking, they couldn't help but feel a little timid.

The Cavalry Battalion still has enough deterrent power for these martial arts people.

If Han Xu insisted on using his identity as the deputy commander of the Cavalry Battalion to pressure people, most people present would really have no way to deal with it.

So, seeing that the situation was about to turn into a heated one, the movement was stopped.

Not long after, a roar of a monster was heard from the sky.

Someone was seen riding a giant bird and soon landed on the square.

"Everyone, I am Yang Xiu, the messenger sent by the God Mountain to take you in. The high priest said that this astronomical calculation is to spy on the secrets of heaven, which is of great importance, so I'm sorry that too many people can't enter the God Mountain."

As a result, the crowd around was in an uproar. Someone asked, "According to your sect, what does it take to be qualified to enter the sacred mountain?"

"You won't let so many of us compete here, will you?"

Yang Xiu shook his head and said, "Of course not."

"If it is not judged by strength, what should we do?"

"It's very simple. Everyone will follow me to ride Bifang to the sacred mountain. Those who can still stand on the back of Bifang when they arrive will naturally be qualified."

"Is this Bifang?" Everyone looked at the giant bird next to Yang Xiu in surprise, with horror in their eyes.

It is said that the Wushen Sect has a demon beast that protects the sect. It inherits the ancient bloodline and is born with the power of fire. Its strength is comparable to that of an extraordinary strong man in the realm of unity between heaven and man.

Han Xu also looked at Bifang curiously. This bird is blue all over, with red flame-shaped spots, and its eyes are psychic. It is arrogant and indifferent, and it seems that it doesn't take them seriously.

What is more impressive is that it has only one leg, and its claws seem to be able to cut fine steel.

Around it, there was a faint smell of fire, which echoed and resonated with the meaning of fire in the statue of the Vermillion Bird.

Yang Xiu said: "This is the elder who protects the Wushen Sect, Lord Bifang."

After saying that, he also bowed respectfully to Bifang, and Bifang seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of treatment, without even turning his head.

"Elder Bifang, thank you for your hard work on this trip."

Bifang nodded very humanely. The intelligence of the extraordinary monster is no different from that of humans, and it can even speak human language, but Bifang is arrogant and disdains to communicate with the people present.

Then, Bifang let out a cry, and its already huge body became larger again, reaching a hundred feet long.

Under Yang Xiu's arrangement, everyone carefully came to Bifang's back. Nearly two hundred people gathered together, and they could still appear very loose.

"Elder Bifang, let's go."

As soon as the voice fell, Bifang flapped its wings and lifted up a gust of wind on the ground, and then it took everyone and disappeared almost on the spot.

I have to write a half-year work report for my company recently, which has taken up a lot of my time and energy. In addition, my son is going to start taking interest classes and other trivial matters in life. I have too little time to write. In real life, there are too many things to live and struggle in life. I always feel that poetry and the distance are so far away.

I have been under a lot of pressure recently, so I sigh.