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Facing Fu Hao's pressing question, Emperor Yang's eyes twinkled and said, "if you don't want to, you can reincarnate today."
Boom!
A strong momentum broke out, making the mountains within a hundred miles tremble. Fu Hao was like a leaf in the storm.
He was so pale that he had to bite his teeth and promise.
Emperor Yang waved and he left quickly.
"Even the heartless emperor and the sword saint are resurrected. What about another Liu Wuji?"
Emperor Yang smiled and talked to himself.
It's too lonely to be the first in the world for three thousand years.
He urgently needs a strong enemy to make himself a higher level.
As for Shi Shenzong, Zhou Xuanji and Xuanyuan day, he didn't pay attention to them.
He wants to challenge the strong.
Not these mortals.
He turned and went to his desk, picked up his pen and was ready to continue writing.
On the table was a piece of white paper with two words written on it.
Ancient and modern.
Emperor Yang did not write immediately, but stared at the ancient and modern words and fell into thinking.
……
The sky fell to the top.
Zhou Xuanji kept waving his sword like a white crane dancing.
Ning Zifeng, Lin Changge, Meng Tianlang, Chen Bantian and Beixiao Wangjian stood not far away and paid quiet attention.
North owl Wang Jian couldn't understand. He glanced at the four people next to him and found that they were absorbed and lost, but he was still calm for the sake of face.
Lin Changge narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "how long will these four guys stand?"
As everyone knows, Ning Zifeng, Meng Tianlang and Chen Bantian are also secretly anxious.
At first, they were just curious about Zhou Xuanji's sword practice.
Chen was competitive for a long time and said to see who could see the clue. Then they stood here all the time.
Sword spirit is the highest achievement of Shi Shenzong's life. Can they see through it with their eyes.
Zhou Xuanji didn't know what they were fighting between them, and he was still immersed in kendo.
He has practiced the white crane sword technique tens of thousands of times, day and night, but he still can't grasp the key point of the sword spirit.
"What's the difference?"
Zhou Xuanji practiced his sword instinctively and thought hard.
He began to recall the scene of Shi Shenzong's sword spirit.
Time goes on.
Half an hour later, Lin Changge and North owl Wang Jian looked at each other, and finally dispersed without saying a word.
Even Zhou Xuanji was still groping. Naturally, they couldn't understand it.
But they didn't point it out. They gave each other and themselves a face.
A month later.
Zhou Xuanji was still practicing the white crane sword technique, which made Jiang Xue worried.
She told the old man who stole the cliff about it.
"Don't worry, this boy must be practicing some amazing skills. Leave him alone."
The old man who stole the cliff said carelessly. He turned and said, "I asked you to count the south of the northern wasteland the day before yesterday. Today you count it as the north."
The way of calculation can not only calculate people's luck and future, but also the future of one party's soil and water.
He taught Jiang Xue for decades, and the girl's calculation ability has been very strong.
Jiang Xue took a deep breath, closed her eyes and began to calculate.
The old man who stole the cliff looked at Zhou Xuanji again.
In this world, no one knows sword spirit, so he doesn't know what Zhou Xuanji is practicing.
However, he noticed that the strange smell on Zhou Xuanji was getting stronger and stronger, which was not a good thing.
While he was thinking about how to help Zhou Xuanji, Jiang Xue suddenly opened her eyes.
Her face showed a creepy color, nibbled her lips and said, "Sir, I've got a person."
The old man who stole the cliff asked in surprise, "let you count the northern world. How can you count a person?"
Jiang Xue answered truthfully. She calculated that in the ice and snow, a white haired figure walked slowly with his head down, carrying a body in both hands and dragging it on the snow.
The old man who stole the cliff was more curious and asked her to reflect the picture.
Such a picture with only three people is still easy to draw.
Jiang Xue closed her eyes and pinched the spell with both hands. A water ball appeared in front of her out of thin air.
The water polo shows the picture that Jiang Xue said.
Lin Changge, Huang Lianxin and others not far away noticed this scene and came up one after another.
Jiang Xue has shown her calculation strength. They can often hear her mention some future things, so they are very interested.
"Eh? Isn't this Fu Hao? He's dead? It's too cheap for him!"
Lin Changge pointed to the white haired figure holding the child's body in his right hand and shouted.
Everyone was surprised. Is this body Fu Hao's?
They turned their attention to another body.
The white haired figure twisted their necks, facing their backs, pinched their throats with both hands and dragged the floor, so everyone could see their faces clearly.
"It's the evil king."
Zhou Xuanji's voice sounded coldly, which made everyone tremble.
He didn't know when to appear behind Huang Lianxin.
"Evil king? Who is this man that can kill the evil king and Fu Hao, and why do these two people appear in the north?"
The old man who stole the cliff frowned, touched his beard and fell into deep thought.
Zhou Xuanji stared at the white haired figure and always felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't match someone.
Because this figure is dressed in rags and bent, like an old man who has been imprisoned for a long time. He has met many such figures, and it is difficult to confirm who they are.
What's more, this person can kill the evil king and Fu Hao and leave the whole body, which shows that his strength is much stronger than these two people.
With the same strength, it is difficult for the enemy to die and leave a whole body.
Bai Hao's heart is the ultimate. He will explode when he dies and die with the enemy.
"I'll do it again."
The old man who stole the cliff took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
The faces of the people became strange.
Will this guy spit blood again?
The old man who stole the cliff also hesitated, but it was important. He decided to fight.
Jiang Xue can calculate recklessly. Why can't he?
He closed his eyes and counted.
"Poof -"
A blood arrow spewed out of his mouth. His face turned white and he almost collapsed.
North owl Wang Jian quickly held him and didn't have a good way: "old man, don't be brave if you can't, I think you'll count yourself dead."
Zhou Xuanji's face twitched slightly, and he felt something wrong.
Isn't the old man getting weaker and weaker?
Will you lose your life if you spit blood so often?
"Evil... Evil..."
The old man who stole the cliff opened his bloodshot eyes and cried in a trembling voice.
He fell into fear, regardless of the people, held his arms in both hands and kept repeating the word evil.
The crowd looked creepy.
This is the first time that the old man who stole the cliff has been so rude.
Is that white haired figure really an evil devil?
After all, even the ancient evil king died in his hands.
People began to appease the old man who stole the cliff.
long time.
The old man who stole the cliff calmed down, but he was still terrified.
He sat cross legged, took a deep breath and said, "the world is going to be in chaos! The unparalleled evil devil will be born from the north. Even the ruthless emperor is not his opponent. He blew himself up in front of him, but he was undamaged and completely unaffected."
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Facing Fu Hao's pressing question, Emperor Yang's eyes twinkled and said, "if you don't want to, you can reincarnate today."
Boom!
A strong momentum broke out, making the mountains within a hundred miles tremble. Fu Hao was like a leaf in the storm.
He was so pale that he had to bite his teeth and promise.
Emperor Yang waved and he left quickly.
"Even the heartless emperor and the sword saint are resurrected. What about another Liu Wuji?"
Emperor Yang smiled and talked to himself.
It's too lonely to be the first in the world for three thousand years.
He urgently needs a strong enemy to make himself a higher level.
As for Shi Shenzong, Zhou Xuanji and Xuanyuan day, he didn't pay attention to them.
He wants to challenge the strong.
Not these mortals.
He turned and went to his desk, picked up his pen and was ready to continue writing.
On the table was a piece of white paper with two words written on it.
Ancient and modern.
Emperor Yang did not write immediately, but stared at the ancient and modern words and fell into thinking.
……
The sky fell to the top.
Zhou Xuanji kept waving his sword like a white crane dancing.
Ning Zifeng, Lin Changge, Meng Tianlang, Chen Bantian and Beixiao Wangjian stood not far away and paid quiet attention.
North owl Wang Jian couldn't understand. He glanced at the four people next to him and found that they were absorbed and lost, but he was still calm for the sake of face.
Lin Changge narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "how long will these four guys stand?"
As everyone knows, Ning Zifeng, Meng Tianlang and Chen Bantian are also secretly anxious.
At first, they were just curious about Zhou Xuanji's sword practice.
Chen was competitive for a long time and said to see who could see the clue. Then they stood here all the time.
Sword spirit is the highest achievement of Shi Shenzong's life. Can they see through it with their eyes.
Zhou Xuanji didn't know what they were fighting between them, and he was still immersed in kendo.
He has practiced the white crane sword technique tens of thousands of times, day and night, but he still can't grasp the key point of the sword spirit.
"What's the difference?"
Zhou Xuanji practiced his sword instinctively and thought hard.
He began to recall the scene of Shi Shenzong's sword spirit.
Time goes on.
Half an hour later, Lin Changge and North owl Wang Jian looked at each other, and finally dispersed without saying a word.
Even Zhou Xuanji was still groping. Naturally, they couldn't understand it.
But they didn't point it out. They gave each other and themselves a face.
A month later.
Zhou Xuanji was still practicing the white crane sword technique, which made Jiang Xue worried.
She told the old man who stole the cliff about it.
"Don't worry, this boy must be practicing some amazing skills. Leave him alone."
The old man who stole the cliff said carelessly. He turned and said, "I asked you to count the south of the northern wasteland the day before yesterday. Today you count it as the north."
The way of calculation can not only calculate people's luck and future, but also the future of one party's soil and water.
He taught Jiang Xue for decades, and the girl's calculation ability has been very strong.
Jiang Xue took a deep breath, closed her eyes and began to calculate.
The old man who stole the cliff looked at Zhou Xuanji again.
In this world, no one knows sword spirit, so he doesn't know what Zhou Xuanji is practicing.
However, he noticed that the strange smell on Zhou Xuanji was getting stronger and stronger, which was not a good thing.
While he was thinking about how to help Zhou Xuanji, Jiang Xue suddenly opened her eyes.
Her face showed a creepy color, nibbled her lips and said, "Sir, I've got a person."
The old man who stole the cliff asked in surprise, "let you count the northern world. How can you count a person?"
Jiang Xue answered truthfully. She calculated that in the ice and snow, a white haired figure walked slowly with his head down, carrying a body in both hands and dragging it on the snow.
The old man who stole the cliff was more curious and asked her to reflect the picture.
Such a picture with only three people is still easy to draw.
Jiang Xue closed her eyes and pinched the spell with both hands. A water ball appeared in front of her out of thin air.
The water polo shows the picture that Jiang Xue said.
Lin Changge, Huang Lianxin and others not far away noticed this scene and came up one after another.
Jiang Xue has shown her calculation strength. They can often hear her mention some future things, so they are very interested.
"Eh? Isn't this Fu Hao? He's dead? It's too cheap for him!"
Lin Changge pointed to the white haired figure holding the child's body in his right hand and shouted.
Everyone was surprised. Is this body Fu Hao's?
They turned their attention to another body.
The white haired figure twisted their necks, facing their backs, pinched their throats with both hands and dragged the floor, so everyone could see their faces clearly.
"It's the evil king."
Zhou Xuanji's voice sounded coldly, which made everyone tremble.
He didn't know when to appear behind Huang Lianxin.
"Evil king? Who is this man that can kill the evil king and Fu Hao, and why do these two people appear in the north?"
The old man who stole the cliff frowned, touched his beard and fell into deep thought.
Zhou Xuanji stared at the white haired figure and always felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't match someone.
Because this figure is dressed in rags and bent, like an old man who has been imprisoned for a long time. He has met many such figures, and it is difficult to confirm who they are.
What's more, this person can kill the evil king and Fu Hao and leave the whole body, which shows that his strength is much stronger than these two people.
With the same strength, it is difficult for the enemy to die and leave a whole body.
Bai Hao's heart is the ultimate. He will explode when he dies and die with the enemy.
"I'll do it again."
The old man who stole the cliff took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
The faces of the people became strange.
Will this guy spit blood again?
The old man who stole the cliff also hesitated, but it was important. He decided to fight.
Jiang Xue can calculate recklessly. Why can't he?
He closed his eyes and counted.
"Poof -"
A blood arrow spewed out of his mouth. His face turned white and he almost collapsed.
North owl Wang Jian quickly held him and didn't have a good way: "old man, don't be brave if you can't, I think you'll count yourself dead."
Zhou Xuanji's face twitched slightly, and he felt something wrong.
Isn't the old man getting weaker and weaker?
Will you lose your life if you spit blood so often?
"Evil... Evil..."
The old man who stole the cliff opened his bloodshot eyes and cried in a trembling voice.
He fell into fear, regardless of the people, held his arms in both hands and kept repeating the word evil.
The crowd looked creepy.
This is the first time that the old man who stole the cliff has been so rude.
Is that white haired figure really an evil devil?
After all, even the ancient evil king died in his hands.
People began to appease the old man who stole the cliff.
long time.
The old man who stole the cliff calmed down, but he was still terrified.
He sat cross legged, took a deep breath and said, "the world is going to be in chaos! The unparalleled evil devil will be born from the north. Even the ruthless emperor is not his opponent. He blew himself up in front of him, but he was undamaged and completely unaffected."
Facing Fu Hao's pressing question, Emperor Yang's eyes twinkled and said, "if you don't want to, you can reincarnate today."Boom!A strong momentum broke out, making the mountains within a hundred miles tremble. Fu Hao was like a leaf in the storm.He was so pale that he had to bite his teeth and promise.Emperor Yang waved and he left quickly."Even the heartless emperor and the sword saint are resurrected. What about another Liu Wuji?"Emperor Yang smiled and talked to himself.It's too lonely to be the first in the world for three thousand years.He urgently needs a strong enemy to make himself a higher level.As for Shi Shenzong, Zhou Xuanji and Xuanyuan day, he didn't pay attention to them.He wants to challenge the strong.Not these mortals.He turned and went to his desk, picked up his pen and was ready to continue writing.On the table was a piece of white paper with two words written on it.Ancient and modern.Emperor Yang did not write immediately, but stared at the ancient and modern words and fell into thinking.The sky fell to the top.Zhou Xuanji kept waving his sword like a white crane dancing.Ning Zifeng, Lin Changge, Meng Tianlang, Chen Bantian and Beixiao Wangjian stood not far away and paid quiet attention.North owl Wang Jian couldn't understand. He glanced at the four people next to him and found that they were absorbed and lost, but he was still calm for the sake of face.Lin Changge narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "how long will these four guys stand?"As everyone knows, Ning Zifeng, Meng Tianlang and Chen Bantian are also secretly anxious.At first, they were just curious about Zhou Xuanji's sword practice.Chen was competitive for a long time and said to see who could see the clue. Then they stood here all the time.Sword spirit is the highest achievement of Shi Shenzong's life. Can they see through it with their eyes.Zhou Xuanji didn't know what they were fighting between them, and he was still immersed in kendo.He has practiced the white crane sword technique tens of thousands of times, day and night, but he still can't grasp the key point of the sword spirit."What's the difference?"Zhou Xuanji practiced his sword instinctively and thought hard.He began to recall the scene of Shi Shenzong's sword spirit.Time goes on.Half an hour later, Lin Changge and North owl Wang Jian looked at each other, and finally dispersed without saying a word.Even Zhou Xuanji was still groping. Naturally, they couldn't understand it.But they didn't point it out. They gave each other and themselves a face.A month later.Zhou Xuanji was still practicing the white crane sword technique, which made Jiang Xue worried.She told the old man who stole the cliff about it."Don't worry, this boy must be practicing some amazing skills. Leave him alone."The old man who stole the cliff said carelessly. He turned and said, "I asked you to count the south of the northern wasteland the day before yesterday. Today you count it as the north."The way of calculation can not only calculate people's luck and future, but also the future of one party's soil and water.He taught Jiang Xue for decades, and the girl's calculation ability has been very strong.Jiang Xue took a deep breath, closed her eyes and began to calculate.The old man who stole the cliff looked at Zhou Xuanji again.In this world, no one knows sword spirit, so he doesn't know what Zhou Xuanji is practicing.However, he noticed that the strange smell on Zhou Xuanji was getting stronger and stronger, which was not a good thing.While he was thinking about how to help Zhou Xuanji, Jiang Xue suddenly opened her eyes.Her face showed a creepy color, nibbled her lips and said, "Sir, I've got a person."The old man who stole the cliff asked in surprise, "let you count the northern world. How can you count a person?"Jiang Xue answered truthfully. She calculated that in the ice and snow, a white haired figure walked slowly with his head down, carrying a body in both hands and dragging it on the snow.The old man who stole the cliff was more curious and asked her to reflect the picture.Such a picture with only three people is still easy to draw.Jiang Xue closed her eyes and pinched the spell with both hands. A water ball appeared in front of her out of thin air.The water polo shows the picture that Jiang Xue said.Lin Changge, Huang Lianxin and others not far away noticed this scene and came up one after another.Jiang Xue has shown her calculation strength. They can often hear her mention some future things, so they are very interested."Eh? Isn't this Fu Hao? He's dead? It's too cheap for him!"Lin Changge pointed to the white haired figure holding the child's body in his right hand and shouted.Everyone was surprised. Is this body Fu Hao's?They turned their attention to another body.The white haired figure twisted their necks, facing their backs, pinched their throats with both hands and dragged the floor, so everyone could see their faces clearly."It's the evil king."Zhou Xuanji's voice sounded coldly, which made everyone tremble.He didn't know when to appear behind Huang Lianxin."Evil king? Who is this man that can kill the evil king and Fu Hao, and why do these two people appear in the north?"The old man who stole the cliff frowned, touched his beard and fell into deep thought.Zhou Xuanji stared at the white haired figure and always felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't match someone.Because this figure is dressed in rags and bent, like an old man who has been imprisoned for a long time. He has met many such figures, and it is difficult to confirm who they are.What's more, this person can kill the evil king and Fu Hao and leave the whole body, which shows that his strength is much stronger than these two people.With the same strength, it is difficult for the enemy to die and leave a whole body.Bai Hao's heart is the ultimate. He will explode when he dies and die with the enemy."I'll do it again."The old man who stole the cliff took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.The faces of the people became strange.Will this guy spit blood again?The old man who stole the cliff also hesitated, but it was important. He decided to fight.Jiang Xue can calculate recklessly. Why can't he?He closed his eyes and counted."Poof -"A blood arrow spewed out of his mouth. His face turned white and he almost collapsed.North owl Wang Jian quickly held him and didn't have a good way: "old man, don't be brave if you can't, I think you'll count yourself dead."Zhou Xuanji's face twitched slightly, and he felt something wrong.Isn't the old man getting weaker and weaker?Will you lose your life if you spit blood so often?"Evil... Evil..."The old man who stole the cliff opened his bloodshot eyes and cried in a trembling voice.He fell into fear, regardless of the people, held his arms in both hands and kept repeating the word evil.The crowd looked creepy.This is the first time that the old man who stole the cliff has been so rude.Is that white haired figure really an evil devil?After all, even the ancient evil king died in his hands.People began to appease the old man who stole the cliff.long time.The old man who stole the cliff calmed down, but he was still terrified.He sat cross legged, took a deep breath and said, "the world is going to be in chaos! The unparalleled evil devil will be born from the north. Even the ruthless emperor is not his opponent. He blew himself up in front of him, but he was undamaged and completely unaffected."
