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One person suddenly broke through the wall and left the city. The swordsmen who had just picked up swords and hidden swords outside the wall were shocked. After recognizing the face of the young man who was half-baked, they felt relieved. At first they thought that the sect leader of the top three swordsmanship in their minds was beaten out of the city. This trip was sent to the sword pool, and a small group of followers of Li Yibai to Kuaishui Villa. Their elite group followed the sect leader secretly and followed the city to pass on the turn.

The master of the sect said concisely and could not forgive him when he saw the people in the painting. Several nearby swordsmen also quickly surrounded him. As the unique sword-shooting secret technique of the Sword Sect sounded, swordsmen kept galloping here when they heard the news. The figure in the painting, who was close to him seemed to be severely injured. After struggling for a while, he still couldn't stand up and sat on the ground. His appearance was withered and his complexion was obscure, and he clearly fell into a miserable sign that his soul and spirit were fluctuating violently.

He ignored the swordsmen of Jianchi who narrowed the encirclement, clasped their fists to support the ground, staring at the old man in Jinyi on the other side of the hole in the city wall. He has always been pampering in the city of the world's best, and has a high position, allowing the elderly to accumulate great power. The two people in the city and outside the city are in a thick and thin atmosphere, and they are determined to be high and inferior. In the dark light, the majestic figure of Liu Yao, who is not inferior to the young and strong man in the north, slowly walked out, making everyone in Jianchi feel the suffocation illusion that they were breathless. The people with the best swordsman skills stopped the retreating trend of the mount under their crotch. Most swordsmen could not help but follow the horses.

Retreating, Master Liu Hao sneered in his heart. This kid has been smart and sneaky for more than 20 years, and even left alive in Tai'an City last time. Unexpectedly, he was complacent and kept making trouble, but he could only seek death. If he hadn't been standing beside the female devil, Master Liu Hao could have cooperated with Song Nianqing's earth immortal sword and seriously injured the new leader of Zhulu Mountain. If this kid was smarter, he would have just left the city to escape earlier and let Luoyang drag him and Song Nianqing. Although he had a life of death, there was still a glimmer of life. Since this kid himself

If you don't want to die, Master Liu Hao would not be polite to him. Four or five miles away, Master Liu Hao, a master of the celestial realm, not only dispelled the boy's energy that tried hard to protect his body, but also took the opportunity to eliminate the roots. With his keen sense of celestial phenomena, he directly pulled the golden lotus half-opened in his body out of his dantian. This was a huge surprise. Even Master Liu Hao, who was used to the wind and rain, couldn't help but smile at the sky, and searched for it without any effort! The sword fairy who siegeed the capital failed, and he had been sleeping for so many years.

It is hard to rest. Not only is Xu Crouchi coming, but if he can still kill this young man who should have died of his womb, that would be the real worries. The Liu family in Nanyang, who regarded him as his ancestor, may not be able to take the lead and become a new high-ranking valor after the smoke of gunpowder in the spring and autumn. Master Liu Hao walked from the city to the outside of the city. From the moment the golden lotus that stripped the foundation of the Dahuang Ting, he did not stop secretly. He put out his sleeves and kept knocking his fingers secretly, tearing the qi of the young man's collapsed and running around, and no longer able to achieve a new climate.

The two masters of Tai'an City, Han Diao Temple is in the bright and Master Liu Hao is in the dark. The two have different identities and methods are very different. But there is one thing that is that they are too lazy to pay attention to the morality of the world and are very pragmatic. Just like the blue-eyed Zhang Julu's governance skills, Master Liu Hao is not indecisive because of his predecessor, and does not take it lightly because he is sure to win. He watched the white-headed young man's energy gradually fade away under his fingers. Master Liu Hao's eyes were hot, like opening a jar of mellow wine that had been stored for more than 20 years, drinking it all in one mouthful. How refreshing it was.

Xu Fengnian struggled to stand up, and was kicked by Master Liu Hao, who was watching coldly, as if he was kicking the face, and fell back several feet. Master Liu Hao continued to move forward. Every step seemed to be light, but it actually affected the weather of the world. He stepped heavily on Xu Fengnian's body and messy energy. Master Liu Hao said calmly: "Help you perform evil things in Tai'an City, swallow the purple gold luck of the first Tianshi Master Longhu Mountain on Chunshen Lake. At this time, he couldn't calm down and had not been digested. It was at the moment of its yin and yang alternation. Since he was deliberately trying to rely on it as a killer weapon to deal with me, then avoid it.

Let the sharp edge and pretend to be your grandson, why do you still have to help the Zhulushan woman with my husband's blow? Even if you survive a few more incense sticks, it will be better than if it is now suffering with you, but it can only hide aside and helplessly instill your cultivation in vain, allowing me to step on you and the soul of this evil object. Although I have killed countless people in this life, countless famous masters, and joined forces with the human cat to suppress the Liyang River and Lake, it is still the first time that I have been so casually slaughtering a master who is a celestial phenomenon so randomly. It is really interesting."

Master Liu Hao walked step by step. With every step, a muffled sound came from Xu Fengnian around him, and a burst of dust rose.

Master Liu Hao stopped and stepped heavily. Xu Fengnian's body suddenly fell into a big pit. The swordsman who had already taken the initiative to stay away saw a hand on the edge of the earth pit, covered in blood, and was still unwilling to let go out. Master Liu Hao, who was cautious, sent a message in secret, smiled and said, "I heard that you, the prince of Beiliang, rushed to Beimang alone, and was killed by you. Even Xie Ling and Di Wuhehe were killed by you. Back to Liyang, the intercept that affected the situation in the capital in Tiemenguan was even Yang Taisui died at your hands. I guess you were very smart. How could you calculate? Such a smart head took the initiative to let the donkey kick a few times? For a female devil in Beimang who had no relatives and no reason, he ignored the inheritance of the King of Beiliang? He didn't even want the 300,000 cavalry in Beiliang?"

Master Liu Yao twisted his toes, and the hand that stretched out the pit splattered blood. The elderly celestial master smiled grimly and asked the third question in a sinister tone: "I won't even avenge your mother?"

A breathing brought pain to the bone marrow again and again. Xu Fengnian could almost hear his heavy breathing. Master Liu Hao's three questions, his eardrums were shocked, and he bumped into his heart like a bell. Xu Fengnian never dared to disconnect from the connection with the vermilion object. It was not afraid of death, but because Xu Ying lost control and insisted on his own way, and that he would die in front of him. After breaking the wall and falling to the ground, he had a hidden thought, hoping to use the stones of other mountains to attack jade and take the opportunity to temper the purple gold luck in Xu Ying's body, which could not only delay time, but also allow Xu Ying to recover from his realm in advance. Unexpectedly, Master Liu Hao was treacherous and was very mysterious. Every time he stepped on his feet, he only hurts his skin at all. He is worthy of being the old turtle who has been turtled for the longest time in the celestial realm. Xu Fengnian turned over and lay flat in the pit, forcibly tore off his concern with Xu Ying's spirit, looking at the gray sky, his vision was blurred.

Since I picked up the sword again, as long as I decided to think about what I wanted, I would definitely do my best, fearing death and cherishing my life, so I would do everything I could to practice and raise my sword. After practicing swords and raising swords, I accidentally got the Great Vajra, with a false finger mysterious, and fought all my luck to force it into the false celestial phenomena, stumbled and climbed all the way, and fell again and again, with gains and losses, and it was too late to even be complacent. When I looked back suddenly, I realized that in recent years, I had done many feats that I didn’t dare to think about before practicing swords. Xu Fengnian slowly closed his eyes and remembered what Xu Xiao said, no one should die from the beginning, and no one should die.

A picture suddenly flashed through Xu Fengnian's mind that he tried hard to remember but never could have been remembered. Xu Fengnian, who was confused, was instantly immersed in it, as if he was in the picture. It was a harvest of golden wheat ears in his sight. It was endless and the breeze was blowing. On the path, a woman walked in front, stretched out her slender hand and gently brushed her ears on the wheat ears, leaving a deep and unforgettable back. The body where Xu Fengnian was, I don't know

Why did the great Qin Dynasty have a passion that will last forever? "Xu Fengnian" looked down and held a heavy wheat ear in his hand. He suddenly looked up. The woman turned her head. Just when she was about to see her face clearly, the picture was broken in an instant, and everything disappeared with the wind. He reached out to grab her. The harder he exerted, the more futile he was. Only two accents and tones were heard in his ears that seemed very strange but contradictory as if he had heard words thousands of times.

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Huang Longshi, who had obviously died of drunkenness, slowly opened his eyes, the candlelight burned, and occasionally made a slight sound similar to the crack of soybeans. The old man sighed in his heart. After he was driven out of the Yin Academy Palace, he had made countless devastating remarks to the emperors and prime ministers of the Spring and Autumn Period in his life, but they all loved to listen to them and were fascinated. But he finally found a daughter who was willing to say the truth, but he didn't like to listen to him nagging.

Huang Longshi poured himself a bowl of wine, took a sip, and picked up a very delicious braised carp. All kinds of flavors are spicy first, and if it is not spicy, it will be tasteless. This time he was a matchmaker for Zhulushan and Xichu, and made a bridge between him. Cao Changqing was the guest minister of Zhulushan, while Zhulushan contributed money and people to the restoration of Western Chu. He was busy, but it was just a delay to the Zhao family to unify the world. Huang Longshi knew that what he did in this life was just the word "following the trend".

Huangzhen Map, Wang Mingyin, Xuanyuan Dapan, Li Chungang, Yang Taisui, Han Shengxuan, Song Nianqing... Including the next Liu Haoshi, Zhao Huangchao, Gu Jiantang, etc., the older generation in Liyang Jianghu seemed to die overnight.

After the Central Plains Sea was Yan Qingping, the Huanglongshi transferred the world's energy into the world. The boiling water was rolling, and it seemed lively, but it was just a fishing place to pull seedlings to encourage growth and dry ponds.

The imperial examinations were promoted and the temple that respected Confucianism became increasingly rules-based, while the world that survived was becoming increasingly silent.

The people are in peace.

Huang Longshi grabbed the mink hat from his head, glanced at the sunflower placed horizontally on the table, and said with a wry smile: "Daughter, why are you going to join in the fun? I still think about the remaining individuals who can visit me in Qingming Festival in the future."

A girl ran out of Shenjiafang with her crow's hair slanted.

Outside the small town where Liyang's vast territory was not worth mentioning, Luoyang was a little faster than Master Liu's expectation to get rid of Song Nianqing.

This is enough to be a big deal here when it is negligible.

The so-called sword immortals who have entered the land gods in all dynasties in the world have few immortal swords. Many sword immortals have only one sword in their lives to reach the realm of earth immortals. This is true for the sword immortal Wei Cao, who was hung on the top of the mountain by Liu Songtao a hundred years ago. Song Nianqing's sword was handed out and moved forward. In the eyes of Master Liu Hao, even if Wang Xianzhi and Tuoba Bodhisattva faced each other, they would have to be troubled. He would have to break it slowly. Song Nianqing's sword has reached the peak of swordsmanship. Master Liu Hao has been influenced by the celestial realm for a long time. If he met him, he would have to retreat again and again.

In Tai'an City, the woman forced her to enter the land god and retreated with the half-handed and half-collected sword, which shows the supreme majesty of the Earth Immortal's sword. Song Nianqing's sword that broke through the two realms without any warning undoubtedly made Master Liu Hao gain a lot, and also made Xu Fengnian and the woman in white suffer. Originally, in Master Liu Hao, he had noticed the existence of Luoyang in the plan, he could only fish in the waters. After entering the city, whether it was killing or seriously injured Xu Fengnian, he could only retreat with one blow and never resent. Master Liu Hao thought that he had no chance of winning when he met Luoyang, which could close the world and make a first-line sword.

This was the case when she met her before, but she didn't hesitate to take down Song Nianqing's sword, so Master Liu Hao didn't think that the victory or defeat was so different.

The woman in white gave up the power of the sword that brought together the world and rushed to Xu Fengnian, with her eyes obscure.

Master Liu Hao, who narrowed his sleeves and secretly outlined his fingers, sneered: "Luoyang, the devil who is ranked fourth in the world in martial arts, can he act so recklessly?"

Luoyang, who was facing away from Master Liu Yao, remained silent.

There was a bright red robe that finally appeared on the wall. The vagina held its head with five arms, grabbed it on both sides, and the sharp nail hook brought out blood, and it was so painful that it could not make any sound.

In the city, Song Nianqing, who was covered in blood, staggered and stretched out his hand tremblingly. He took off the seriously damaged cloth shoes with difficulty, held them gently in his arms, and died in the world.

A bluefish that was dependent on Luoyang had dissipated in the sword energy in the city, and the other one was a long-bearded and redfish brought out from the imperial tomb of the Great Qin. Luoyang broke all the dragon whiskers, and the dragon whiskers quickly merged into the bloodline of the hand.

Master Liu Yao shook his sleeves with both hands.

The white-clothed Luoyang was hit hard, and after violent shock and shaking, he still did not fall. He spit out a mouthful of golden mist and said softly: "Don't wait. What you left to me eight hundred years ago, I will return it to you today. From now on, there will be no more Qin Queen Luoyang in the world. How do you and her in the future..."

Luoyang bit his slender lips, stopped talking, and allowed his back to be hit by the energy that was moved by Master Liu Yao again and again. The deep cultivation accumulated over hundreds of years of his mouth turned into a ball of golden mist that filled Xu Fengnian's entire body.

Master Liu Yao's face changed drastically, and he began to plunder without thinking.

"Xu Fengnian" slowly stood up, her eyes were golden, and she stretched like a demonstration to the world, and then quietly looked at the woman in white in front of her, with a mellow voice, "Luoyang?"

The woman's figure gradually swayed and began to dissipate in the wind. She burst into tears, but she smiled and bent down and closed her sleeves, just like the first meeting in eight hundred years. He had not yet been emperor. She had not entered the palace between the fields. With the delicate voice that the demon leader Luoyang could never say, she cried out in a gentle voice, "King!"
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