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Two hundred kilometers away from Haicheng, on an island called 'Qinglong Island'.

Zhao Wuji, the head of the Azure Dragon Society who was retreating, frowned as he looked at the document in his hand.

The Tiandao League has made three lists for the strongest in the world.

God list twenty.

Fifty on the list.

Two hundred people on the potential dragon list.

Among them, the list of gods is only aimed at the powerhouses of the ranks of martial arts immortals and Taoist yang gods. The legendary characters, whoever is qualified to enter the list of gods, are all myths in the practice world.

The Tianbang is the best among Heavenly Man, Martial Saints, Daoist Ghosts and Immortals, such as the head teachers of various Taoist sects, the patriarchs of major martial arts families, those with strong cultivation bases are eligible to enter the Tianbang.

The Hidden Dragon List is aimed at young practitioners in China who are under 30 years old.

Only those who have become innate masters or Daoist real practitioners before the age of 30 are eligible to enter the list.

In other words, everyone on the Qianlong list is a genius in the absolute sense.

Lu Chen was only 23 years old. With just one battle, he not only entered the Qianlong list, but also climbed directly to the first place.

This speed is unmatched by a rocket.

Zhao Wuji looked at this document, his fingers trembling slightly, and there was a little panic in his eyes.

He is a sub-sage of martial arts who has perfected the third congenital realm, and he is only half a step away from becoming a sage of heaven, man and martial arts.

But at this moment, he doesn't have the slightest confidence in defeating Lu Chen.

Don't look at Lu Chen's cultivation at the first innate level, which is two levels lower than him.

But Lu Chen is a Taoist.

How can the strength of those who enter the Tao be judged by common sense?

Although the hierarchy of martial arts is extremely strict, in principle, it is unlikely that there will be a leapfrog challenge.

But there are always amazing and talented people in this world who can break this conventional cognition.

Such a person must either have an outstanding heart, or a unique talent, or have a superior fighting consciousness.

And those who enter the Tao have all three.

The top [-] on the Qianlong list are all Taoists.

They all have the strength to leapfrog challenges.

Lu Chen's No. [-] on the Qianlong list was determined by the Tiandao League, and there was no way to make mistakes.

In other words, he has at least the ability to cross two small realms.

Zhao Wuji thought to himself, he really didn't have the confidence to defeat Lu Chen.

Unless, before the battle, he can break through the realm and become a celestial warrior.

Then killing Lu Chen would be like slaughtering a dog.

The third realm of congenital and the first realm of heaven and man, the second Longmen Tianjian on the road of martial arts practice is stuck in the middle.

Leaping over the past, strength can also usher in a qualitative leap.

It is this Longmen Tianjian, which is not so easy to cross.

Or, how do you say that all saints are ants?

And the time left for him is only half a month.

Half a month later, it was the day when they agreed to fight to the death with Lu Chen.

At this moment, someone entered his closed room to ask for an interview:

"Report to Dalongshou, Mr. Ning is here!"

"Hurry up and invite Mr. Ning in!"

Zhao Wuji said hastily.

After a while, a middle-aged man dressed in a vintage robe and full of elegance walked into the secret room, arched his hands, and said with a smile:

"Brother Zhao, are you safe?"

"Mr. Ning, what gust of wind is this that brought you here?"

Zhao Wuji was overjoyed, and personally poured tea for this fairy-like Mr. Ning.

This Mr. Ning is called Ning Daoqi, not a warrior, but a Daoist.

The strength is at the same level as him, a Daoist Daoist in the third realm of Yinshen.

He also has an identity, that is, a low-ranking "white paper fan", and the Taoists call him the second best.

Its status in the lower class is only below that of the No. [-] Scholar who "knows the fate" Wang Xuance.

The sect master of the Hongmen regards him as the number one guest official and asks him to be the military advisor of the Hongmen.

Hongmen was the largest gang in China back then.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Hong Men fled overseas, leaving only the Qinglong Club in Haicheng.

The Azure Dragon Club is a subsidiary organization of Hongmen.

"Brother Zhao must have guessed it."

Ning Daoqi smiled lightly.

"Lu Chen, the son of Lu Yehu, was born out of nowhere, and after the First World War, he became the number one in China's Qianlong list. Has this matter alarmed the sect master?"

Zhao Wuji said.

Ning Daoqi hummed and sighed:

"If he had known that this child had such a talent, the sect master would have called Brother Zhao's attention, and he would not have any conflicts with this dragon among people, but would try his best to win him over..."

"But now, the contradiction between this Qianlong and the Azure Dragon Society is irreconcilable, so we can't let him continue to grow, otherwise my Hongmen's thousand-year foundation may be shaken because of this. Brother Zhao must kill this beast."

Ning Daoqi narrowed his eyes:

"I just don't know how sure brother Zhao is?"

"Seven points."

Zhao Wuji said, "This kid's talent is judged by Wang Xuance as someone who has never seen the past and never seen the future. Even if I am two realms ahead of him, I am indeed not sure that I will defeat him, but please tell the sect master, Mr. Ning——"

"Killing my two sons, cutting off my bloodline, may shake my Hongmen's thousand-year foundation. Even if I, Zhao Wuji, risk my life, I will kill him."

"Brother Zhao, you are fighting to the death with Lu Chen, and you only have a [-]% chance of winning."

Ning Daoqi said.

Zhao Wuji was a little angry when he heard this.

Ning Daoqi's words were almost an insult to him.

After all, he is a sub-sage of martial arts in the third congenital realm, and he is only half a step away from transcending the ordinary to become a sage. He has only a [-]% chance of winning against a junior who has just entered the congenital realm?

He said that he has a [-]% chance of beheading Lu Chen, which is indeed a bit exaggerated and puts money on his face, but according to his estimation, the top is [-]-[-].

"Brother Zhao, don't be angry."

Ning Daoqi smiled faintly:

"This is what the sect master said personally. Could it be that brother Zhao still doubts the judgment of the sect master?"

"This……"

Zhao Wuji suddenly became a little depressed.

The master of the sect is a cultivation base in the human fairyland, a mythical figure in the current world, and ranks ninth on the list of gods.

How could his judgment be wrong?

"Brother Zhao, if this son is just a Daoist, it is nothing to worry about, but how can Brother Zhao forget that this son is the son of Lu Yehu and the grandson of Lu Longxiang? He has the world's number one martial arts family from the Lu Clan." inheritance!"

Ning Daoqi patted Zhao Wuji on the shoulder:

"Brother Zhao, this matter cannot be taken too seriously. The sect master sent me here because he wanted me to help you. You also know that there is the old fairy Wei Shentong in Haicheng, and even the sect master would not dare to destroy him." The rules, otherwise, we will definitely send people at the level of Heavenly Man, Martial Saint, Dao Realm Ghost Immortal to assist Brother Zhao."

"Mr. Ning... your greatest strength is not your cultivation of Taoism, but your unparalleled resourcefulness. Please teach me, Mr. Ning!"

Zhao Wuji said hastily.

The sect master said that he only has a [-]% chance of beating Lu Chen, so it's only [-]% at most, not much less.

He didn't want to die.

Compared with his own life, the face of the martial arts sub-sage became nothing worth mentioning.

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, the sect master has already made arrangements."

Ning Daoqi took out a brocade box from his arms and handed it to Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji took it, opened it, and found that it was a elixir, the size of a baby's fist, blood-red in color, with a strong medicinal fragrance, carrying a sinister aura.

"Three Corpse Transformation Pill."

Ning Daoqi explained, "Brother Zhao's cultivation base, if he is subdued, within half an hour, he can burst out with the strength of a celestial being, a martial sage, but this three corpse transformation pill is to forcibly stimulate people's potential. It will consume at least 30 years of Brother Zhao's lifespan, so it is better not to take it unless it is absolutely necessary."

Zhao Wuji's face was ugly at first, but after hearing Ning Daoqi's words, his face became a little better, and he asked again:

"Mr. Ning, does the sect master still have arrangements?"

Ning Daoqi smiled faintly, "Brother Zhao, I'm afraid he forgot what kind of exercise Ning practiced?"

Zhao Wuji pondered for a moment: "The art of controlling the sword... Brother Ning means that when the time comes for me to fight Lu Chen, Brother Ning will help me in the dark? Use the flying sword assassination technique to harass or even kill this beast? "

"good."

Ning Daoqi nodded.

"But……"

Zhao Wuji was puzzled and said:

"Mr. Ning, at that time, there will definitely be many people from the cultivation world coming to watch the battle. Mr. Ning helped me with the flying sword technique. If someone finds out, I'm afraid it won't be a joke? I can't lose the thousand-year reputation of Hongmen like this. "

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, the sect master has already made arrangements."

Ning Daoqi smiled confidently, and took out a steel needle about [-] centimeters long from his bosom.

The shape of this steel needle is very ordinary, but the steel material used is extremely strange. It is covered with blood threads, just like human blood vessels and meridians.

"This...this is?"

Zhao Wuji was puzzled.

"Blood-striped steel."

Ning Daoqi explained to Zhao Wuji:

"The blood-patterned steel is a strong ghost in the Dao Realm. It is made of black iron for thousands of years in a furnace with its own blood. The blood in the steel is densely covered with blood, just like human flesh. Therefore, it can be driven by the spirit of the soul and used to assassinate with flying swords. ...Although the blood-striped steel needle is not a magic weapon, its value is no less than that of a middle-grade magic weapon worth tens of billions..."

As Ning Daoqi said, he attached himself to the "blood-striped steel needle" with his divine sense.

The "Blood Pattern Steel Needle" buzzed and trembled, then flew up from his palm, and hovered in front of him, like a venomous snake that spit out a letter.

As Ning Daoqi kept urging the true spirit, the blood-colored lines inside the steel of the "blood-striped steel needle" became brighter, and then at a speed visible to the naked eye, the steel needle became transparent.

Zhao Wuji watched, amazed and inexplicably shocked.

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