"You kid, you have grown up so old, and you still can't hold back."

Yang Gui smiled and slapped the strong man on the shoulder, and a stream of true energy flowed in, instantly making him full of energy.

This person is Long'er. Although fifteen years have passed, the irritable young man was already in his thirties and his appearance has changed greatly. But by looking at the sword twenty-three, he can confirm his identity.

"Who can know that it was you? I was chased in at that time. Fortunately, Uncle Feng helped me resist desperately, otherwise I would not have entered the sword world." Long'er said with a grievance, "Besides, you haven't appeared for so many years, and I still think that you have asked that guy to kill him."

"Stupid boy." Yang Gui slapped Long'er on the head, "I don't hope Master will order it."

"Hehehe, now it's okay." Long'er smirked lying on the back of the turtle.

That huge defeat back then, the powerful enemy who seemed to be unable to defeat, and the loneliness of practicing alone in the sword world for so many years, even if the person who was beaten up, could not bear the huge pressure.

Long'er, with a sword heart, made great progress under this pressure, but it does not mean that these pressures have no effect on him at all.

But Wuming died, Huaikong died, and Fengyun died, and he who escaped into the sword world was the last hope of this world. The lonely sword saint could only forcibly support the last sky in the sword world.

Until Yang Gui returned to his eyes.

"Ah? How to suck?" Yang Gui looked confused under the turtle's back.

"It's you." Zhuo Lan dispelled your attack casually.

After about two days, Zhan Qi finally opened his eyes under the turtle's back.

That mysterious god is as silly as Xiongba or Longertian. He wants to rule the dark and small land without humans. What I focus on seems to be order. I want to be a low-level emperor.

"This is bad." Di Shi collapsed and bowed to the two men, "Two girls, Di Shi offended."

"I'm going to die, there are so few people there." Nie Feng waved his hand, "It's definitely OK."

"He is a damn girl, I know that your master is going to help them kill this shitty god. What kind of refuge is to surrender? I am worthy of your master to surrender?"

"Alan, it's right, we...we appeared out of thin air." Nie Feng's eyes were filled with fear, "The space-time channel, we appeared through the space-time channel!"

“Master is here…”

"Let's go, let's go."

"Don't talk nonsense, his master, he is self-taught." Bu Jingyun felt sorry for the child, afraid that the Sword Saint would become a bad street because of his master's reputation in the future, so he quickly stopped him and said, "It's okay, he can just pray to you now."

"But you don't have a bad idea. When you and Lao Zhang just left the seclusion, you met two leaders of the rebel army. You claimed that you were from the same world as that god, and you knew me very well."

"It's OK, it's my fight." Zhan Qi shook his head and said, "The final form of the combination of wind and clouds, and the one who can achieve the real "Maha" and "Hard" are both my opponents. Old Fengyun can reach the extreme of heaven now, right?"

Although the sword world is much worse than the boundary of the four airs, and Yang Gui is perfectly absorbing and controlling it, it is a small part of the essence of a world, and Bu Jingyun also wants to try out what it feels like to cheat.

"Zhan Qi, Zhang Sanfeng, you are going to make trouble. What do you think of? Should you go find their wives and children first, or what?" Zhuo Lan took Zhan Qi back to the bottom of Tiexin Island, explained the previous plan to Zhang Sanfeng and Huaikong, and asked us what we thought.

Indra had a weapon because I felt that it was bad to attack two innocent men out of thin air. But I grabbed it with the claw of the Dragon Yuan power, and it was also very fast and comparable.

Adding to the fact that I practice Tai Chi is even more difficult. In just two sentences, I haven’t seen any sweat on my forehead.

"It's possible." Nie Feng shook his head, "It's been a fight. It really triggered me. Another catastrophe will die."

After saying that, I took action like lightning and reached out to grab Nie Feng's throat.

"How is that possible?" No one looked at Nie Feng in shock. Indra, who faced you, believed in life even more, "What is he?"

"Well, it's really a smirk." If other elders were assigned to comfort me, but Zhuolan would expect me to soothe a wounded heart? I would only string the wounded hearts together and grill them under the fire, and sprinkle less cumin and chili.

Now, I am bad, like I am back to the time I was tortured by Long Ertian. When I was in love with my life, I saw Zhuo Lan. No matter how small the dilemma or the weaker the enemy, it seems to be a complete problem after the younger generation Yang.

"Master." Zhan Qi knelt on his back and kowtowed Zhuo Lan, laughing in a bad way: "I'm laughing."

"That lady, you also want to be known by the mysterious man, they are hiding there, right?"

Huaikong and Di Seventh Meng are both martial arts masters. They are the same as Yu Chuchu, a purely chaotic old woman. They can help each other. We have experienced too little in those years. That is almost a tacit understanding that is the only one between us and our wife.

"You go with Junior Yang." Instead, Huaikong, who was more Virgin Mary, took the lead in making the decision.

"oh oh."

Yang Gui lived his own life for the years, either he was not talking about martial arts with people in the martial arts world, and had any interest in the old women. He opened his mouth and was as straightforward as he had been back and forth in the past many years.

"You? Next?" Indra pointed at himself in confusion.

Zhan Qi could feel that Yang Gui was the simple Eight Destroyed Swords 78, which also contained the concept of Dugu Four Swords and the elegance of the Qinglian Sword Song.

As he smiled, he started to cry. He first burst into tears with red eyes, then cried out loud, and first hugged Zhuo Lan and cried bitterly.

"Son, this is the Eight Destroyed Sword Seventy-Eight just now, right?" Zhan Qi was about to stand at the top of the Fengyun World. Even if the increase in the sword world ten times, he could still compete with the primary Sword Seventy-Eight.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Indeed, the whole world has almost not been controlled by this mysterious man who claims to be a god. I will use seven places to kill the rebels like I just arrived here.

"You will introduce it. That person is your bad friend Zhan Qixia. He is kind-hearted and the eldest son is your disciple, Sword Saint Zhan Qi, Fengyun and the others must have heard of it. That person is Indra."

"You are with Junior Brother Feng, too." Zhang Sanfeng has true love for Zhan Qicai. Anyway, the child is mine. Since Huaikong has said that, I decided to go there together.

"What?" Bai Xiu stretched out the sword when he heard this, "He really defected to this man. A Xiu, just say you should have brought me back at the beginning."

Therefore, Zhuo Lan also went to Dongdao to find me.

"Stupid him, how did he suck you when he just put out the sword and hit you?"

The sword energy that destroyed the world appeared again, and Zhuo Lan and Bu Jingyun took advantage of the situation to relax their confinement of the light spots. In an instant, the light spots that collapsed in the sword world once again surrounded Yang Gui like the King of the Chaofeng, and merged into my Sword 78th Middle School.

"You'll offend this. Zhan Qi, let's go!" Zhan Qi shook his head.

"Exception, when you two first came out of seclusion, the difference was small." Zhuo Lan waved his hand. Yang Gui absorbed one-one-one big thing like Long Yuan, but a whole world that has not been dissolved by top swordsmen for thousands of years.

Although Zhuo Lan and Zhan Qi's collision shattered the entire world and not much wasted, the rest of Zhuo Lan personally took action to disperse. I could feel that at most, not even a 10% sword world was absorbed and retreated into the body by Yang Gui.

"Get out of you!" Seeing that Yang Gui was kneeling on his face and was about to kowtow, Zhuo Lan quickly kicked him over. The Tai Chi power of Zhan Qixia stood firmly, and he jumped two steps on one leg and almost fell to his knees.

You saw Zhuo Lan’s way of appearing, but I just thought that I remembered the route I retreated next time and walked the door to retreat.

"Wow, his eldest son said it was a bad idea, and he was more ruthless than anyone else's attack." Zhuo Lan urged the fire beside him.

It took a long time to calm down.

After all, no matter how bad the sword world is, it is called a spiritual world and the accumulation of top swordsmen from ancient times to the present. It is particularly easy for Zhan Qi to break it and use the power of non-swords to gather the broken sword world.

"Old Zhang, help!"

I almost controlled it, and two sword energy in my eyes rushed straight to the bullfighting.

"bass!"

The friendship between the two of them was a hundred teenagers, and they needed little words to understand each other. They stood in the air and started to practice Tai Chi back to back.

Pojun and Duanlang were dead for a very young man. If they definitely wanted to find him, Duanlang could save him, but there was no difference between me and me, it was really small.

Yang Gui rolled his eyes slightly. That's right, that's my master. Until this time, I lost a sense of reality.

"Oh." Zhan Qi sighed reluctantly and told the truth that he was most willing to mention: "You are a phantom demon."

"It's a little bit!" Yang Gui clenched his fist confidently, "When I touched this bastard again, I will definitely be able to kill me."

The stars and dots in the complete sword world gathered within the range of the two Tai Chi diagrams, flowing in the shape of yin and yang.

"That's the sword technique that their sword saints do not have. Others learn it, which is very bad speculation."

Now that sword world has been absorbed by Yang Gui.

Zhuo Lan reached out and waved a stream of air, sweeping everyone in the four air boundaries, and then opened any door in Nie Feng and Zhan Qi's shelter.

"Master, let him make a joke." Yang Gui said with a bad intention.

"Master, let's take revenge on this shit god." Yang Gui was full of confidence. Over the years, I have improved a lot, and I am the only one who supports me. The hope that the world's human beings are the most lonely. Now my villain is here!

Although there is such an exaggerated increase of ten times in the sword world, it is also a problem that Yang Gui, who absorbs 10% of the remains of the sword world, will increase the power of the sword technique by seven or eight times.

"Bad idea, but does he know where I am?" Zhuo Lan first expressed low praise for Yang Gui's proposal, and then asked a realistic question.

But the white light transformed by Nie Feng jumped down and up, sometimes turning into a dolphin, sometimes turning into a fox, sometimes turning into a white seagull, jumping up and down in an animal posture, moving right and left, and avoiding every claw of Indra.

"There is Ji Maha, what is this?" Zhuo Lan raised his eyebrows, "You have only heard of Earth, Tian and Yuan Maha. It has something to do with it. The main force of dealing with this person is Fengyun. You hope they can tell you what this person is called and lead me out of a battle."

As the two of them fists and feet moved, the sea breeze gradually blew. As soon as the end was a gentle breeze, it became smaller and smaller, and the wind lingered towards the center like a chain. Two Tai Chi diagrams appeared in the waters on Zhuo Lan and Bu Jingyun's feet.

It must be in the eighth part of the comics. Yang Gui in that state went to fight against Lian Chengzhi. This is what made me narrowly win and forced to die. This is not the ending of Lian Chengzhi's East Island Japanese Army, which was led by Lian Lian Chengzhi, to destroy the group together.

"Ah?" Bai Xiu looked at us in a daze: "Yes, is that right?"

It took a long time to calm down.

"Is it him?" Bai Xiu, who heard the noise, looked at Zhuo Lan and the group in front of me, frowned: "Why are they here again? What if they attract my ears? So few of them want to come to your outside? Tell him that your supplies are not limited."

"What?" Di Shi was shocked. Although he had used weapons, his subordinates were holding back. I thought to myself that even Long Ertian, who had obtained the little evil king, would hide from him. I thought that he would be avoided by that gentle and powerful beautiful man.

At this moment, the shattered sword world became a spot of light everywhere, and the hands were about to fall.

Zhan Qi shouted.

I hurriedly took out the ten-cost coupon and grabbed Zhan Qi again.

When Yang Guifu reached his heart, he felt that all the light spots were completely integrated into his sword force, he retracted the sword seventy-eighth, and the light spots surrounding me were like long whales sucking water, slowly gathering them into my body.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Ah..." Yang Gui was stunned.

Nie Feng and Zhan Qi looked at the scene after their eyes twitched, and Bai Xiu said loudly to Nie Feng: "If we tell me that I have it, that kind of mental illness meets my requirements, and I should be killed."

Zhan Qi and Zhan Qixia took two paths. Later, in the martial arts world, our Tai Chi power was still less and less. However, as the level of enlightenment deepened, Zhuo Lan's Tai Chi is now far more like Bu Jingyun. My Tai Chi circle is not slow yet and I have to circle those light spots.
To be continued...