Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

On the eighth day of the tenth month, the Iron Cloud Mountain's Wulang Village had been destroyed by a white-robed youth. All the bandits had been beheaded, and their heads had been beheaded several meters high.    

    

On November 16, the Green Light Cave bandits of Tie Feng Mountain were killed by a white robed man.    

    

December 1st, Lone Wolf Mountain Black Canyon...    

    

December 18th, Black Mountain …    

    

In the past two months, the name of the white-robed youth had spread throughout the entire Tiancheng County, and every time his name spread out, a group of bandits would definitely be annihilated.    

    

In the past two months, the white-robed man had traveled hundreds of miles, exterminating five groups of bandits.    

    

In recent years, war had been raging in the Central Plains. War had broken out between various countries, and many people had been displaced. This had allowed many bandit groups to take advantage of the situation and expand.    

    

It could also be said that many bandit groups couldn't survive.    

    

However, this could not be used as a reason for them to commit crimes. They would rob houses and commit all sorts of crimes.    

    

The people were disgusted.    

    

Suddenly, a white-robed youth appeared and started to exterminate the Tiancheng County bandits. This could be said to be a great thing for the citizens of Tiancheng County.    

    

Countless people cheered in joy.    

    

Many people viewed the white-robed youth as their idol.    

    

According to the people who were saved by the white robed youth, the white robed youth was dressed in a white robe with a treasured sword at his waist. He was extremely handsome and had the heroic spirit of a peerless hero.    

    

The white-robed youth's sword-arts had reached an unparalleled level. With a single sword flash, a thousand kilometers of him had been beheaded.    

    

Naturally, the legends would exaggerate, but no one could deny the white-robed youth's might.    

    

Wang Yu had accumulated a lot of money after sweeping away the five groups of bandits. It was all because of the appearance of this powerful young man.    

    

When he entered a city and was prepared to buy Thunder Tiger Inner Core s, he discovered that there were many youths in the city who were just like him, dressed in white robes and carrying swords on their waists.    

    

After carefully inquiring, he found out that his reputation had risen to become the idols of countless youths. There were also countless people who walked while imitating his attire.    

    

"Sigh, yet another young man dressed in white? Let's see if he has the ability to do so."    

    

A passerby glanced at Wang Yu and said with a disdainful smile. He ignored Wang Yu's stunned expression and turned around to leave.    

    

Obviously, Wang Yu was also treated as an imitation, which made Wang Yu at a loss whether to laugh or cry.    

    

"Forget it." "People say that fish eyes are like pearls, and I will be like fish eyes, so as to prevent bandits from seeing my outfit and hiding it."    

    

Wang Yu wasn't afraid of bandits, he was only afraid of bandits running away.    

    

In the past, he was fine. Even if he wasn't famous, the bandits wouldn't take him seriously. But now that he was famous and had become the bandit's bane, he wouldn't be able to catch him if he ran away.    

    

Who would have thought that a wave of worship would come? This caused his attire to be imitated by many people. This way, it could numb the bandits.    

    

"Eat lunch first, then we'll go to Hundred Herbs Chamber of Commerce."    

    

When it was almost noon, Wang Yu found the nearest tavern. The moment he entered, he noticed that there were around 40 to 50 people in white robes in the tavern.    

    

Upon seeing the other party walk in, he revealed an expression as though he was a fellow Daoist.    

    

"Have you heard? The target of the white-robed young hero is the thirty six bandit groups in Tiancheng County. The last five groups that were annihilated are only the beginning. "    

    

"What?! Someone actually dared to attack the thirty-six bandits?!" My god, what is the cultivation level of this white-robed young hero? "    

    

"I heard from the person who was saved by the white robed young hero that it should be Twelve Layered Heavens And Earth Bridge Rankers. Otherwise, how can we sweep away all five groups of bandits! "    

    

"If it's just Twelve Layered Heavens And Earth Bridge Rankers, then it's somewhat dangerous."    

    

"Yeah. Cuiping Mountain, Jiu Wei Mountain, Qiao Yun Shan and the Lone Wolf Mountain bandits are all under Cultivator of Violet Mansion Stage's watch, so how can this white-robed young man do it? "    

    

Everyone felt happy towards the white-robed young hero who had exterminated the Tiancheng County bandits.    

    

However, everyone felt that Wang Yu's actions were unreliable. The main reason was that there were four groups of bandits that were too strong. With Cultivator of Violet Mansion Stage leading the charge, they could not be a match for the average person.    

    

"If I had to say, the white-robed Young Hero that appeared recently was an arrogant person who was trying to ruin the bandit's reputation. It was just an exaggeration to say that a person's head would fall ten thousand miles with a flash of a sword. To destroy Tiancheng County's thirty-six bandit groups, they really treat him as a cultivator expert.    

    

The one who spoke was a young man wearing an ink-black robe. When he spoke of the white-robed young man, his face revealed a disdainful expression.    

    

His name was Du De Wei, and he was a young man from the Du Family in his own city. His family was a young man from the Du Family, and his clan's ancestor was a cultivator, but because his end was near, no one knew whether he was dead or alive.    

    

Du Dewei's former good friend's attitude towards him had become much worse, and his mood had become depressed.    

    

Hearing the white robed young hero's legend, his heart was filled with jealousy. Hearing that the white robed young hero's target was the entire Tiancheng County's bandits, he shouted loudly to vent the jealousy in his heart.    

    

Wang Yu, who ate in silence, was not angry. Or rather, he did not feel that this person was qualified to make him angry.    

    

He wasn't angry, but someone was angry for him.    

    

Bang!    

    

"Du Dewei, you dare to question the White Robe? Are you qualified? " At another table, a man dressed in a white robe and carrying a sword on his waist stood up and said to Du Dewei.    

    

Judging from his clothes, it was obvious that he was also someone who worshipped the white-robed Young Hero.    

    

His start caused the other white robed people in the inn to stand up and question Du Dewei nonstop.    

    

Facing the questioning of the crowd, Du De Wei sneered: "Am I wrong? He was only a mortal martial artist, but he wanted to compete with Cultivator of Violet Mansion Stage. Have any of you heard of mortals fighting against cultivators? "    

    

The white robed men opened their mouths, but no words came out.    

    

They indeed wanted to retort, but they didn't think it was possible for mortals to fight.    

    

Seeing this, Du Dewei became excited, "Killing a few small groups of bandits, just saying that we want to exterminate all of them is simply too funny. For such a person, even asking you guys to compete to emulate him first, it's simply laughable."    

    

The group of white robed people were ridiculed to the point that they were at a loss for words.    

    

He became even more serious as he pointed at a white-robed cultivator and asked, "Do you think there is any reality in a mortal battle?" The man couldn't say anything, so he pointed to the next one, as if he was going to point at all the white-cloaked men.    

    

Wang Yu's side also had the same thoughts.    

    

After he finished eating, he didn't want to get involved with their matters. Thus, he stood up and prepared to leave.    

    

Du Dewei didn't want to give up. He had pointed his finger at all the other white-robed people, and none of them could say anything. Only Wang Yu was left. If they wanted to leave, he would not let them.    

    

Taking a few steps to stop Wang Yu, he pointed at Wang Yu and said, "Tell me, are there mortals fighting here?"    

    

"Scram!" Glancing at Du Dewei, Wang Yu reprimanded him with a cold tone.    

    

"What did you say?" How dare you talk to me like that! " Just as Du Dewei was about to speak, Wang Yu got impatient.    

    

Boring!    

    

The Longsword was unsheathed, Du Dewei only felt a cold light flash before his eyes, and a sword appeared around his neck.    

    

"If you don't get lost, I'll kill you." Wang Yu pressed the sword down and a small cut appeared on Du Dewei's neck.    

    

Du Dewei's legs trembled. He had no doubt that the person before him dared to kill him, so he obediently stepped aside.    

    

Wang Yu walked out of the inn step by step. When he neared the entrance of the inn, he paused for a moment.    

    

"What's wrong with mortals fighting against cultivators?"