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Tianhe Mountains, at this time, when the "spring" and summer are intersecting, thousands of flowers bloom on the mountain road, and the fragrance is lingering, and there is a scene. There are countless steps on the mountain road, spreading straight to the end of its vision, as if it was leading directly to the vast sky, with extraordinary demeanor. Suddenly, there was a noise in the forest. The birds that were originally landing between the branches rushed into the sky, with no slight posture, but were endlessly panicked, as if some evil beast was chasing behind them...Updated so fast. ←→x79 Novel Network

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Amid the heavy steps, a fat man like a mountain of meat walked out from the corner of the mountain road, wearing only a white underwear. The fat on his body kept rising and falling with his movements, like a river water rippled. Such a scene was ridiculous everywhere, but no one could laugh here. The face, as fat as a pig, was covered with cold color, and blood was flowing on his forehead, but it was red as red as a red color in his eyes. He held his right hand tightly, and a wide gray giant sword in his palm rubbed against the mountain road, making a harsh sound.

This is a revenge person.

And behind him, there were ninety-six people who also took revenge.

"It seems that the Tianhe Sword Sect is still a bit backbone after all."

Amid the smile of emotion, a young man in a blue Taoist robe jumped down from the tree with clear eyebrows, but his eyes were extremely lazy, mixed into a unique and splendid, with five fingers on his right hand tightly clasped on a long sword with a sheath. The stars on the sheath were bright and destructive, and there were two seal characters standing in the center - Tianhe.

Disciple of Tiandao Sect, enjoy water.

The seventh place in the Divine Sword List, the Spirit Sword Tianhe.

Leshui floated down in the air like a lack of force, without making a sound, and his right hand was slightly raised, as if he was about to say something, but at this moment, a hoarse and magnetic male 's sexual' voice floated out of the black ring on his finger: "Leshui, your eyesight still needs to be trained. Have you seen these people have already taken off the blue and white sword robe belonging to the Tianhe Sword Sect? Moreover, everyone is full of murderous aura. You can tell at a glance that they are people from the rebel sect. As a master, you should compete with the senior Tianhe Sword Saint. It is better for you to kill these rebel sects, but you have also made a good relationship. [Fast update, the website page is refreshing, there are few advertisements, I like this kind of website the most, so I must praise it]"

The gentle voice was like the fangs of a poisonous snake, spitting out sticky venom, "By the way, you can use the Tianhe Sword of Senior Tianhe. Although you can't draw the sword out of the sheath, even if you have the sheath, the Tianhe Sword will surpass the 99% sword weapon in this world."

"Hahaha, Leshui obeys the orders of his master!"

With a refreshing laugh, the laziness on Wenle's face disappeared, replaced by a heart-pounding bloodthirsty and violent "color". The clear eyebrows and eyes seemed to be stained with disgusting blood "color". The corner of his mouth grinned, the young man's figure suddenly disappeared in place. The next moment, it suddenly appeared above the Tianhe Sword Sect's people. His body whirled slightly, and the sheathed sword in his hand swung hard like a stick. The violent spiritual power condensed countless array patterns in an instant, and then stuck to the long sword, "Do you know? The trash from the Tianhe Sword Sect, I can't stand you anymore..."

"The garbage that has long been gone is fine, just go to die with your garbage master ah ah!"

Amid the rampant shouts, the sheathed sword in his hand was smashed hard at everyone with a violent aura. Before it fell, the terrifying spiritual energy gathered into substantial pressure, suppressing all the disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect to the ground, and their eyes were red as they saw the sword belonging to their ancestors slashing towards their foreheads. There was only endless grief, anger and pain in their chest.

...The ancestor, the disciple is incompetent!

Boom ~

The surging air waves soared into the sky, causing endless swelling. Liu Jingyao's body trembled suddenly, but the expected severe pain had not fallen for a long time. He slowly opened his eyes with some hesitation, and a thin figure appeared in his vision, causing his pupils to suddenly shrink, and his long black hair was slightly waving in the sun, with a very smell.

"The 'waves' are only in the hand. The three-inch auspicious wood, how can life and death be left and right? I am alone and nostalgic for the entrance of the alleys and streets. I waved my sleeves and told a few romantic stories..." My right hand raised slightly, but a slight tremor was dispersed by the huge force carried on the sword sheath. Chen Fei faintly chanted the poem he had heard before, and naturally thought of the senior who had left the sword intent inheritance on the Tianhe Sword Sect Library. His words were filled with the "color" of remembrance and respect for the senior. After speaking, his eyes drooped, and he looked at the pale expression of Leshui. His expression was instantly cold and he was "forced" to the person.

"This sword is not yours."

His wrist turned slightly and his fingers turned into a sword, turning into a afterimage like a meteor and gently stroked it on Leshui's right hand holding the sword. The young man from Tiandao Sect who had been unfathomable had retreated continuously as if he was thunderous. His white and 'jade's back was already covered with blood.

With his wrist slightly raised, the long sword with sheathed was flat in front of his chest. Looking at the gorgeous light flashing on the scabbard, Chen Fei, who had experienced the sword intent world, could naturally recognize that the light like stars was the sword intent contained on the sword body, and he unconsciously leaked out. His fingers gently stroked the word "Tianhe". A loneliness that belonged to the sword was clearly reflected in his heart. Thinking of the Tianhe Sword Saint who was like the immortal Ling Fan, and the long sword that had been silent for thousands of years in the previous world, Chen Fei sighed unconsciously:

"Tianhe Sword, you have suffered over the years..."

Yes, the swordsman has been missing for thousands of years, but the sword has remained in this place. The swordsman once laughed and said that he would return soon, but he never returned after all, so the sword has not been unsheathed for thousands of years.

It is so painful for a long sword, the swordsman who practices both the "sex" and life to leave!

It’s so hard to fight for a long sword that has not been sheathed for thousands of years!

It has been a pain for you over the years, Tianhe Sword... This is a real swordsman, especially after experiencing the end of the sword like the previous world, he sighed and empathized with it very normal, but it made everyone around him feel like they were thundered. Whether it was the Tianhe Sword Sect, the Vajra Temple, or the disciples of the Tiandao Sect, looking at the black-haired young man with his eyebrows lowered and stroking his sword, he felt dry-mouthed-

He sang the man's poem, and his words were filled with memorials and memorials that saw through time;.

He looked cold and said, "This sword is not yours."

He stroked the sword gently, he said...

"Tianhe Sword, you have suffered over the years..."

The fat swordsman, who had been severely injured, was trembling with excitement, but he still trembled with his clothes. Even though it was just a broken inner garment, even though it was covered with blood and mud, the man who could face the life and death of the black-haired young man who was stroking the sword suddenly bent his knees and knelt on the ground, pressing his left hand trembled and supported it on the ground, and then slowly kowtowed to the end.

"Unworthy disciple Kong Yangyan, welcome the ancestor back."

The voice was hoarse and tears flowed before speaking.

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