"Everyone, please do it yourself. Brother Zuiyang, I'll take a step first. Come and chase it, hahahaha!"

The indifferent voice revealed a heroic spirit that cannot be ignored, which made Si Kou Zuiyang narrow his eyes slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He turned his wrist and took the Zui Fu sword back into the scabbard at his waist. He completely opened his sharp phoenix eyes and casually glanced at the monks around who had been completely shocked by Chen Fei's violent sword force, and spoke indifferently:

"Fei Chen... Brother means, that is, somebody means. This battle between us may be a great fortune for you, but this fortune will take your life to bet... Come and go, you can do it yourself!"

boom!

Before they finished speaking, a roar suddenly sounded, and Haoyuan's leisurely sword intent burst out instantly, just like the Haoyuan sky of the distant era came here again, shocking the monks who finally came back from Chen Fei's shock once again. When they came back to their senses again, they could only see a bright sword light in the distance chasing a blood-colored sword light in front of them, tearing out two deep "scars" in the sky. The golden clouds covered in the sky were instantly cut, and a straight passage appeared. The golden clouds were like flower fields swaying on both sides of the road, looking full of melodious but inexplicably fearful scenery!

Shocked by the terrifying sword intent!

Gudu~

The sound of swallowing saliva due to shock was usually so slight that it was unaware of, but at this moment, it was extremely clear, like a muffled thunder, which pulled everyone's consciousness back into the body from the fearful scene. Everyone looked at the two sword lights gradually fading away, imagining the upcoming battle between dragons and tigers, and the shocking battle of sword cultivators, and couldn't help but want to step out of the crowd and control their own escape light to chase. This is irresistible to all cultivators with successful cultivation, almost instinctively!

It is an instinctive yearning for stronger powers and more powerful monks!

But just as all kinds of lights began to shine, what Chen Fei and the others said when they left appeared like evil ghosts in the shadows, tightly grasping their minds and extinguishing the light that had not yet completely lit up!

The sword has no eyes. If it is injured... or dies directly under the aftermath of the sword force of the two of us, it is not impossible...

Fei Chen...Brother means, that is, this battle between us may be a great fortune for you, but this fortune will take your life to bet... If you are willing to come and go, you can do it yourself!

Using your life to bet on a longer life is an extremely difficult choice in itself...

There is a great horror between life and death!

Whether it is already owned or within reach...

Thorn! Thorn!

Just as these monks' faces were gloomy and making choices in their hearts, two subtle sounds of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, making everyone's eyes subconsciously look in the direction of the sound - in the void that was still filled with a faint and sharp aura, the handsome but extremely pale young man jumped up suddenly. Next to him, the girl who had just held the sword box also drove the escape light together. The two young men with extremely "weak" cultivation immediately turned into two escape lights of different colors, and rushed quickly in the direction where Chen Fei and the others disappeared!

Only the dead silence in the place was left. After a moment, the dry voice was laughing like a self-mockery: "It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger... Even if they bet on their lives, they didn't hesitate at all. No, they were too reckless... Haha... Too reckless! Too reckless!"

boom!

But before his embarrassing laughter could be completely dropped, a light that was numerous times stronger than the two young men who had just left also soared into the sky. Then, without hesitation, rushed towards the direction where the two left. In the light of escape, a middle-aged man with a slightly vulgar temperament opened his eyes wide and bloodshot, obviously he had used all his strength to fly in the light of escape!

"...Who is this person..."

Looking at the clear face in the escape light and the aura that had clearly reached the level of cultivation in the scattered immortal realm, the voice that had just made a self-deprecating voice murmured blankly, while the person beside him also looked at the departure light and returned blankly:

"Hu Laosan, the local snake in Haoyuan City, the broker..."

"broker..."

The dry voice froze slightly, and then the thin face of his master trembled in a turbulent manner - great luck, great opportunity! Use your life to bet... The departing boy, girl, and a middle-aged broker... Finally, it turned into a burst of arrogance and crazy laughter, accompanied by the gradually intense light that resounded clearly in everyone's ears:

"Cultivate! Practice! Fight with the heavens for fate, seeking not to grow old with the heavens and earth! The same boundary as the years! Fearing in times of things, fearlessness and fearlessness. Even if you can survive at this time, you will definitely be a waste of yourself in the future and turn into a cultivation of loess! Hahaha, if so, I would rather break my bones in the bright sword light to pursue my great way. I will take the lead, yes, I will take a step first!"

Amid the laughter, the sword light surged, and then it seemed to break through a certain barrier and became brighter... And it was fierce, with a long roar, the thin monk turned into a somewhat violent sword light, chasing towards the sword light that had gradually faded in the sky! The bright sword light tore the air, but the next moment, the more rapid and huge sword sound suddenly exploded, causing the monk to froze slightly, and subconsciously turned his head to look, and he saw that he changed in his vision.

In the Haoyuan City, which was getting smaller and smaller, nearly a hundred sword lights suddenly sounded, and then countless bright curves were pulled out, rushing towards the moment he was moving forward. Ten of the faces that were looming in the sword light had seen them, but those expressions that were either kind, fierce, or quiet on weekdays disappeared, and replaced by them for swordsmanship, for cultivation, and for pursuit of things that had been forgotten....

The corners of his eyes were wide open, his eyes were so angry that he gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead were swelling due to excessive activation of spiritual sword energy...

Not casual, not handsome, not strong, he looks extremely embarrassed and ferocious, but he is the most authentic and pure dream of every monk!

(Thanks to Su’s monthly tickets and Feng Wu Peeping’s reward for one day, thank you~)

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Chapter completed!