He stopped the man in white who once claimed to be the best master in the world. A beautiful scene in Jiangnan Road also brought the energy that was scattered. Wang Anfeng was unwilling to attract attention, so he had to apologize in his heart and hurriedly left with the old man and Dongfang Ximing.

His light skills are not bad. Although the old man fell into the realm, he was still of the fourth grade. The movement here attracted all kinds of good people in the court in the world. He had already gone to another city and rested for a day in the guest inn.

After a long separation, Wang Anfeng got a pot of wine and had a long chat with the old man overnight.

Let me talk about recent experiences, how to enter the Western Regions from the border and how to go to the northern border.

He said that he had entered the Jinguan Royal City and killed the Huns, which scared the prince to death.

The white-haired Zhang Qi was so majestic that he was in a pass.

It is said that the last reunion of the dead soldiers in Shenwu is a separation of life and death.

The old man took a sip of wine and cursed that he was a bunch of brainstorms back then. He had been stubborn for so many years, so he should have been knocked out by a thunderbolt and dragged it back to the Central Plains and beat it up, and beat the water in his mind.

After a moment of silence, he said that Zhang Daqi might be good to die there, and it is better than being angry to death.

The old man from the Yuchi family has never done a few losses in his life. He is probably the longest-lived of his own people among them. However, his fortune is not good. He has been in the Shangzhu Kingdom in this life. After his death, his son will probably lose his family. By the time of his grandson's generation, he will probably be just an ordinary aristocratic race.

The emperor today is somewhat nostalgic. Old man Yuchi is also smart and does not do anything annoying. He will not have his family destroyed after his death. If he is still the Supreme Emperor, after the death of the light and love are used up, he will not hesitate when he should start.

The moon sets and the sun rises overnight.

The white-haired old man swayed and stood up, holding the cup in his hand for the rising sun.

Then he finished drinking the strong wine of Sheng Kuang Riguang, patted the two magic weapons whose sword energy and sword intent were not under the Divine Martial Sword, and said, "At this time of my life, I am no longer willing to owe anyone any favors. Even if that old boy is not good enough, I will lend me two swords this time, and I will repay them for them."

"I will kill Kunlun once, and walk for him again to see how many wild dragons and snakes can be alarmed, which can be considered as a return of his affection. When you enter Tianjing, you will bring back all the energy you have for the old man."

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A white coat ran into northern Xinjiang on Jiangnan Road.

Dugu Maha walked away from the side and used the Lingshan Qizhi, which was no worse than Kunlun Mountain, to force the Taoist immortal lotus, and the false immortal realm of extinction was evenly matched with Wang Anfeng's Vajra's indestructible body. Before he could use his real ability, the old man who fell into the realm cut through the qi veins with a sword.

There was a blood mark in front and behind the white clothes, as if it was penetrated by a long sword, dripping blood.

After all, there was a sword that once was a land god. Even in just a momentum, he saw the scenery at the highest point in the world. The sword he had accumulated momentum and stabbed was somewhat different. This sword seemed to have made an ugly gap in his exquisite lotus pond that he had made in his body for thirty years.

The eternal energy of the longevity continued to rush out from the body, and the lotus flowers in the body withered after the other.

But where he passed, there was a withered old forest and suddenly became spring. The wild flowers that passed the flowering period were blooming, and Dugu Maha jumped across the river together. Ten miles of red carp jumped out of the river. Under the sun, it seemed that it was about to turn into a group of dragons and dragons and leaves. The scene was lively and lively.

He strode towards the jade pot, but it was too far away. He was killed by the former immortal with a magic sword. His injuries were not extremely serious, but it was difficult to heal.

His face turned pale every day, and his eyes turned red every day.

The demonic nature suppressed by the cold Yuhu Mountain for thirty years has gained the upper hand again. Back then, the Taoist knew that it was not his opponent who swallowed half of the Taoist treasure. The rest of the Tao did not have martial arts books, and most of them were practicing in the state of mind, wanting to make him think hard and eventually turn away from the hostility in his heart.

But Dugu Maha took the wrong path. It was a great way to treat everyone equally. He took the lead in a straw dog who looked at all things in the world and was a detour. He was like a madman who passed through cities and villages. At the beginning, he was still proud of his masters disdaining to attack ordinary people.

I asked the woman in the village for a cup of tea to quench her thirst. Her nails were deeply trapped in her palms, and she was dripping with blood. She said goodbye and left.

After leaving the city, the demonic nature emerged in his mind and rushed into the pack of wolves.

On the second day, someone saw dozens of wolf corpses lying on the ground, with their essence and blood shriveled, as if they turned into mummies.

After tasting blood and energy again, the remaining energy was suppressed. I sat withered all night and returned to the city with a laugh.

Seeing the beautiful woman who once brought him a bowl of tea, the woman smiled at him, curious about why the handsome boy had returned. Dugu Maha laughed loudly, stretched out his right hand and broke the woman's neck, and then shed two lines of blood and tears.

The blood that originally fainted from both pupils and spread to the temples became more and more colorful.

The man's pupils were black and red, and his aura was strangely stabilized.

Immediately, I continued to go out of the city and head towards the northern border.

There is a small Taoist temple among the mountains and rivers outside Wanling City. There is only a young-looking female crown in the Taoist temple, and there is also a little Taoist priest Lu Chun who was picked up from the mouth of life and death by this young master.

The little Taoist priest was extremely polite to the gods worshipped in the Taoist temple. Every day, they burned incense and just inserted the incense into the copper stove for the gods to divide it themselves. The girl was dazed all day long, sitting cross-legged on the big bluestone named Diaoyutai and fishing.

In the eyes of the little Taoist Lu Chun, he was obviously lazy.

No one has known that a few years ago, when the Taoist sect's ancestral grandson left the Taoist ancestral ancestral ancestral vegetation with an extraordinary acceptance, someone fished the Taoist ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral vegetarian fish hooks, and was killed outside the ancestral ancestral prick with a wooden sword nail.

Lu Chun was holding a wooden sword in his hand, and he would slash as he pleased. Seeing that the lady Guan, who was always sitting alone, suddenly stood up. Lu Chun was stunned for a moment and said softly: "What's wrong, Master?"

A hint of disgust appeared on the woman's dull face.

“…There are bugs.”

Before Lu Chun could react to what the insect was called, the girl’s crown had already grabbed the fishing rod in her hand and suddenly flew out!

The boy was stunned and looked at the master who could not even cook food and was far away from the world after taking a few steps. Dugu Maha almost ran out of Jiangnan Road, but there was a female crown on the side behind him. He held a nine-foot-long "sword" in his hand and swayed his hand to collided with the master who used the blood and energy of sentient beings to replenish his own immortal lotus pond.

The "sword" in the female crown's hand pierced Dugu Maha's chest.

Dugu Maha felt as if he was astray, raised his hand and smashed the "sword" wrapped in internal energy like a knife. Regardless of the fact that there was a green bamboo inserted in his chest, blood was pouring out, but it did not fly out, but accompanied by the white-clothed body, as if he had seen the ultimate coke in the world, and laughed away.

The lady crown watched the devil leave, her face turned pale and she coughed out a mouthful of blood.

There are many paranoid people in the world, but she has never seen such a completely decisive person.

The last time I had this feeling, I was a bloodthirsty general who shouted that a real man could not eat five cauldrons in his life, and he was also cooked with five cauldrons in his life.

Jiangnan Road is long and narrow. Dugu Maha crossed Jiangnan for three days and arrived at the border city three days later. He laughed and crossed the military formation, stepped on the long spear formation, and jumped a thousand feet into the northern border. When he was about to rush into the northern border, he suddenly realized something, stopped for the first time, and raised his head.

White and red shirts protruded from the northern border, and a sword passed by like a comet attacking the moon and Dugu Maha.

Dugu Maha only attacked but not defended, and was nailed to the middle of his eyebrows with a sword.

The whole person flew thirty feet toward the back.

Xue Qinshuang quickly retreated. Dugu Maha was stunned for a long time. Suddenly, he raised his hand and pulled out the short sword that was holed into his eyebrows. He laughed three times and broke it directly, put it in his mouth and chewed it heavily. Finally, he spit out a mouthful of broken copper and iron, and his mouth was covered in blood, like a madman and a demon, rushing into the northern border regardless of it.

He raised his hand and whistled blood, tearing a hole from the layers of cavalry.

The girl in white and red frowned and wanted to take action again, but she saw Dugu Moha taking advantage of her brief resurgence to break through the siege. Obviously, although she was crazy, she had not lost her rationality. During this period, she had also encountered many things in the northern border.

Especially the old master of the Zhou family who escaped from the Central Plains to the northern border, saw that she had left for a short time and rescued Wang Anfeng, and guessed something, and planned to use this as a threat to ask her to follow orders.

At that time, many masters were surrounded by numerous sieges, and even cautiously asked for a prototype of a magic weapon.

There is a picture scroll in the Zhou family, which was left by the Yin-Yang family. The lotus on it is painted is the fortune of the Zhou family. There was a lotus pond that was endless and bloomed, with flowers blooming. In the end, the seven countries were in chaos. Now there is only one flower, and it is gradually blooming.

That day Xue Qinshuang stepped out of the royal city.

The last lotus flower in the Zhou family's lotus pond was cut off, and the Zhou family's three hundred years of cultural heritage has since become unsuccessful.

The girl's red clothes are even more red.

I stepped out of the tent and whispered, but I didn't call me to go out for a lotus.

Later, he fought with the Northern Army God Shan Xinglan and fought thirteen moves unbeaten and left.

At this moment, the Qi Ji was actually injured and there was no time to take action for the second time. He watched Dugu Maha, who had made his magical hair, run into the northern border and turn into the Central Plains.

ps: Today's first update is presented......
Chapter completed!