Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

Chapter 355: Extreme Sword Lord, Imperial Fist Inheritance

"My friend, you are not a disciple of Jijian Tower, so why do you hold my token?"

Li San looked at the wooden sword in Zhou Yan's hand with doubt in his eyes.

This sword is his, and it contains a trace of his divine consciousness that he left behind.

Zhou Yan tossed the wooden sword in his hand and said with a smile, "Well, I pretended to be the successor of Fist Emperor Shen Bai, and then I went to Li Anwen to trick him."

Li San's face choked, then he laughed and shook his head: "You are quite bold, if I didn't know that my friend Quan Di is dead, I don't know if he would come to your house and beat you up."

Zhou Yan shook his head: "If the current strength of Fist Emperor Shen Bai and Senior Li is not much different, then he can't teach me a lesson."

"Oh?"

Li San's eyes flashed, and he looked at Zhou Yan carefully for a long while, and his mind also followed suit to try to figure out Zhou Yan's background.

Apart from discovering that this person's soul was indeed powerful and not inferior to his, the gap in spiritual realm was at least two levels.

He couldn't help but shook his head: "My little friend, you have such a realm and soul at such a young age. You are indeed a rare super genius in the world. I am afraid that even the reincarnation of the immortals in heaven cannot compare to you."

"But it's probably too early to talk about fighting me and the Fist Emperor."

He warned Zhou Yan with a smile. There was nothing to be angry about. At most, he felt that Zhou Yan was young after all, and that they, the old men, had been retired for too long, and people in the world might have lost their feelings for them long ago.

Zhou Yan did not explain too much and went straight to the point:
"Senior Li San, I came here this time to ask you to come out and help the human race fight the demons again."

As soon as these words came out, Li San frowned and said, "My friend, after the decisive battle a hundred years ago, we fought against the four saints of the demon race, and the three saints were seriously injured and retired. The world was divided into different regions, and the human race not only united as a whole through this battle, but also flourished in martial arts. Now, I'm afraid that the human race is the strongest in the world, right?"

Zhou Yan sneered: "Senior Li San, if you want to put it nicely, I will call you senior. If you want to put it bluntly, I'm lucky enough not to scold you."

When Li San saw Zhou Yan's contemptuous look, he didn't get angry, but instead realized that something was wrong.

He asked hurriedly, "I think I have lived an upright life and have nothing to be ashamed of. Why do you look down on me, young friend?"

Zhou Yan sneered and said: "Senior, you fought against the monsters for humans and won a hundred years of peace. You are a great hero, but..."

His eyes flashed, "But do you know the saying, 'Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts'? Do you know what the current situation is for humans and monsters?"

Li San's eyes narrowed slightly: "I would like to hear the details."

Zhou Yan took a deep breath and without further ado explained the current situation in the world.

The alien monsters' hundred-year plan, the upper monster zone, the disaster of the divine incense, and the weakness of the human royal family.
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A few minutes later.

A long roar of extreme anger shook the heaven and earth.

Then, in the depths of the most mysterious Holy Kunlun Mountains in the world, a sword energy that was nearly a kilometer in size suddenly appeared!

"I will destroy the strange monster!!!"

With a loud shout, the thousand-meter-long sword energy suddenly chopped down!
Endless power erupted, cutting a long and wide abyss in the dense primeval forest.

Li San's white hair was blown up into the sky by the terrifying turbulence, and an endless sharpness ran rampant, making him look like a god among swords.

He panted for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Zhou Yan, his face as ferocious as a ghost, and said fiercely: "My friend, if you are brave enough, follow me to the alien demon cave and fight the three alien demon saints, do you dare? "

Zhou Yan smiled, raised his hand and summoned the Yinglong Divine Machine, which fell on Li San's astonished eyes, and hooked his finger at the white-haired old man, saying:

"Come!"

The wind blew, Zhou Yan's clothes fluttered, and he stood on Yinglong's back, like a son of heaven. Li San stared at Zhou Yan's handsome appearance, and suddenly laughed: "Good, good, good!"

His figure flashed and he instantly appeared at Yinglong Shenji and landed next to Zhou Yan.

Then he tore off a piece of his sleeve and neatly tied up his white hair. His temperament instantly changed from that of a sword that was about to pierce the world to that of an elegant and vicissitudes old man.

He said neatly, "My dear friend, what's your name?"

"Zhou Yan." Zhou Yan smiled slightly:
"Mr. Li, we must first stabilize the country before we can fight against foreign enemies. The human race does not need a royal family that sells out its people for the sake of safety. I have other helpers. We should have almost finished eradicating the upper demon special zone. Next, I will go straight to the imperial city. Do you want to follow me?"

Li San put one hand behind his back and smiled proudly: "Okay! Then I will be your thug this time, and see how you plan to use my blunt sword that is about to get old."

Zhou Yan: "Then stand still. My mount is very fast."

"What a joke! Can anyone be faster than me flying on a sword?"

Zhou Yan smiled, his mind moved slightly.

The entire body of Yinglong Shenji suddenly lit up, and most of its wings were also covered in light, entering the maximum power gravity mode.

On Yinglong's back, the white-haired old man's body tilted, but fortunately his feet had already been locked by the structure created by Yinglong.

The next moment, the two men on horseback turned into streams of light and flew quickly into the sky!

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"Friend Zhou."

Just as Zhou Yan was concentrating on sensing the location of his life-control device, Li San beside him patted him on the shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yan turned around with some confusion.

But Li San took out a thick book from his coarse cloth and handed it to him.

"What is this?" Zhou Yan saw that the cover of the book was blank, so he took it and started to read it.

As soon as he opened it, his eyes were slightly shocked.

There were two words written on it - Imperial Fist!
Beside him, Li San said calmly: "Since you claim to be the successor of Fist Emperor Shen Bai, although it is just a sudden thought, I have to say that this is fate."

"This book contains the peerless boxing technique that my best friend entrusted to me before he died. He was invincible throughout his life, never founded a school, and never accepted a single disciple. He once said that after his death, a celestial being would appear in the world and claim to be his disciple, so there is no need for me to actively look for him."

Li San looked at Zhou Yan deeply and said, "Now that I have seen it, I have to admire his foresight. Now, I will give you his secret boxing skills."

Zhou Yan listened to Li San quietly and was speechless for a while.

Then, he nodded slightly and said seriously: "Since I have been subjected to this cause and effect, I will practice this method and use this fist in this battle, so that the power of the Fist Emperor will reappear in this world."

"Okay!" Li San smiled and nodded, stroking his beard with one hand, "To be honest, although Shen Bai got there first, I also wanted to pass on my sword skills to you, but..."

His eyes shone with a ruddy complexion. "This time when I came out of the mountains, I suddenly felt something. My successor will show up during this trip. So, my friend Zhou, please forgive me for not being able to pass on my skills to you."

When Zhou Yan heard Li San's words, he felt a little regretful at first.

However, when he looked at the old man who was traveling with him, a beautiful figure flashed through his mind involuntarily.

When it comes to talent in swordsmanship, no one Zhou Yan has ever met can compare to her.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

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