He stared at Jian Wushuang behind him with his eyes wide open.

Although Jian Wushuang still wore a mask, he was too familiar with Jian Wushuang's figure after transforming into a human form.

Not only the body shape, but also the secret techniques used by Jian Wushuang, the long sword on his back, and even the appearance, posture, and expression of Jian Wushuang when he ran away like crazy are exactly the same as they were a hundred years ago.

The only difference was that Jian Wushuang was on the run and he was chasing her.

Now it's the other way around.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

An Chao finally recognized Jian Wushuang.

Before, Jian Wushuang was in the golden-armored Ancient God state, and he didn't use the Dragon Blood Secret Technique, so he couldn't recognize it, but now he recognized it.

"Jian Wushuang!"

"You are Jian Wushuang!"

An Chao let out a roar. This roar contained unprecedented horror and disbelief. It echoed around the world and lingered for a long time.

Hearing this voice, Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Do you recognize me?"

"It's no use recognizing him, you're still going to die!"

boom!

Jian Wushuang's speed surged again and he chased after him straight away.

However, neither Jian Wushuang nor An Chao noticed that just below the void they passed, in a dense forest, there was an old man with silver hair hiding there, recovering from his injuries.

When Jian Wushuang and An Chao passed by in the sky above, the silver-haired old man also noticed that there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

"Jian Wushuang?"

"A hundred years ago, the peerless genius Jian Wushuang from the ancient sect?"

"He's not dead?"

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Chapter completed!