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The first thousand four hundred and seventeenth chapter is reasonable

"fire"

Over the ancient bridge simulating the scene, Li Duohuang shouted loudly and his body shot out with electricity.

Her figure is still several meters away, and the person has already passed behind the cyan figure.

A little blue flame touched him, and the cyan figure suddenly turned into a fire that filled the sky.

"May this blazing fire burn my body, save my soul, and burn away my filthiness."

"I hope that in the next life, I can be pure and dust-free."

Qingchuan Akako's voice sounded cheerfully in the firelight, and then the virtual figure burned into empty blood and disappeared into fragments.

"Neuropathy"

Li Duohuang cursed and took over this extremely easy championship position.

As Xu Zhi thought, Li Duohuang finally chose the item with the greatest value.

There is no shortage of adventurous elements in her character.

Xu Zhi hoped that she could find a good place before committing suicide this time, without anyone plotting against her, or that she might have some capital to commit suicide before committing suicide.

On the other side, Qi Dongqiang, who looked serious, remained silent.

There was no machete simulated on the virtual platform, and he kept rubbing his fingers.

As the dark horse of this session, Qi Dongqiang received the nickname "Qi San Dao".

His sword skills were simpler than Yi Chuan's spear skills, with only three swords going back and forth in total.

Head, waist, and body.

The martial arts skills belonging to the legion's three-axe technique are generally close to the level of Qianjun stick technique.

It's so simple that there are no tricks, but this model is very effective.

Relying on his own speed and defense, as long as he doesn't encounter anyone who can resist, he can end the fight the fastest.

"This is the worst viewing experience I have ever had."

Some of the masters who came for enlightenment were obviously dissatisfied with the competition in this Masters Tournament.

He was too strong, no one forced Li Duohuang to a desperate situation, and the opponent won easily and with ease.

Including Qingchuan Ako, who was crazy and crazy all the way, he kept talking and muttering rhymes from the Kingdom of Magadha, but few people could do anything about it.

When the battle for the championship and runner-up finally became more lively, Qingchuan Ako's head started to convulse again, and he stopped resisting while mumbling.

The game was boring to watch.

The veterans stepped down and the new forces failed to catch up. This year's dark horse Qi Dongqiang also caught up with the good times.

"Did you ask someone else?" Xu Zhi looked at Situ Xindao.

"Third and fourth are Dongyue. It doesn't matter. He has too many old injuries and needs this kind of medicine far more than I do."

Situ Xin held a small porcelain vase, which contained the capital that Li Duohuang wanted to commit suicide, the Dragon and Tiger Great Return Pill.

This hooked Li Duohuang, who was not far away, and blinked hard at Xu Zhi.

A hundred meters in radius is the boundary, and tonight there will be a sparring match between Yan Xuankong and Situ Xuankong.

Except for some friends who invited the boxing to watch, the rest were some well-informed people. As for Li Duohuang, he came here purely because he wanted to get a Dragon-Tiger Great Return Pill.

"The mother-in-law also saw that you were letting people go. She was thinking that you didn't value the Dragon-Tiger Great Return Pill that much, and wanted me to ask you if you would change hands."

Xu pointed directly at Li Duohuang, who was more than 20 meters away, which made Li Duohuang immediately raise his hand excitedly.

"The base price of Dragon Tiger Return to Dandongyue is 10 million. The normal price will be 15 to 18 million. Are you selling it to people from South Australia? Take the higher price and double it, 36 million. This is

The going price of exports.”

Situ Xin smiled. His voice was neither high nor low. If Li Duohuang cared to listen, he could hear it clearly.

"Do we still have this rule?" Xu Zhi asked.

At this time, he felt a pain in his heart. He gave Li Duohuang a Dragon and Tiger Great Return Pill in Nan'ao, but it was lost to his grandma's house.

"It's always like this. People in South Australia want to kill us when they ask for medicine." Situ Xin nodded and said, "If you have some friendship with her, I can remove the last digit from the price."

"There is no friendship at all. You sell according to the upper limit and she will pay for it. Don't worry about me."

"Xu Zhi, you bastard, I asked you to bargain, but you made trouble for me."

After hearing Xu Zhi's voice, Li Duohuang couldn't help but come over and interrupt.

"My little brother is planning to give birth to a son and a half daughter this year. If you have any fertility needs, feel free to contact us from South Australia."

"No, I don't want to have children before I'm fifty."

Situ Xin simply rejected Li Duohuang's promotion.

"Xu Zhi, find me a big cultivator who wants to have a child, the kind who is willing to spend a lot of money to have a child. I found a lotus seed and I want to sell it for 30 million Dongyue coins."

"You're crazy about money."

Xu Zhi also simply rejected Li Duohuang's request. How could he find such a blind practitioner? However, he couldn't help but sigh at the other party's good luck.

Li Duohuang probably belongs to the type of empress giving birth to children, and she specializes in discovering twin lotuses with yin and yang.

I don’t know if she dug up another Yin Lotus this time. If not, Xu Zhi wants to look for it later.

"It's really not loyal enough," Li Duohuang muttered.

"I'm not loyal enough, so I stuffed your mouth with the Dragon-Tiger Great Repayment Pill. I was the stupid Chacha who spent 30 million to buy lotus seeds, and you robbed half of them."

It's hard to look back on the past. If Qingchuan Ishihide hadn't answered questions, Xu Zhi felt that his mental illness would have lasted for a long time.

He is not like Harukawa Ako, he is still a normal man with desires.

"Hahaha, look at your master, I envy his sword skills."

Li Duohuang looked around, but couldn't get anyone to block the gun, so he had to bring Yan Xuankong, who was standing far away, into the conversation.

At this time, Yan Xuankong was holding a single sword, not his Cicada Kong sword.

Not far away, Yuan Zong Bokong, dressed in white, stood quietly, with two double-winged swords flying around his body.

"If you don't take the Cicada, our discussion will be meaningless," Yuan Zong Bokong said in a deep voice.

"If I take Cicada Kong Dao, our discussion will be meaningless."

Yan Xuankong replied, the stars in his eyes kept flashing, and a sword intention rose in the distance behind him, like Shura Sword Prison.

Just by looking at him, you can feel that there are countless blades blooming on his body.

If you get close, you will feel as if you are walking on sharp glass shards, which will give you a chill in your heart.

"You will know later that it is Yan Xuankong who defeats you, not the Cicada Kong Knife."

"It seems that you don't want to beat me up, but you want to help me understand the principles of the great master. It's interesting."

Yuan Zong Bokong chuckled lowly and escaped. His body suddenly turned into a phantom and moved forward. Wherever he passed, countless waves of swords rolled and poured out like a tide.

A sword was like a swimming dragon, shaking its head and tail, and then crashed into the thousands of sword lights, setting off countless waves.

Xu Zhi blinked several times and shook his head before he could remove the strange things that caught his eye while watching the battle.

Compared to watching the fight between Yuan Zong Bokong and Tuo Guhong a few years ago, what he saw now was not a blur of light that he couldn't see clearly.

On the ground, Yan Xuankong, who was dressed in brocade, and Yuan Zong Bokong, who was dressed in white, were extremely fast. They did not fly into the sky to fight, but continued to fight in the field of 100 meters.

From time to time, there were dull air explosions and crisp sonic boom sounds. Xu Zhi's eyes moved rapidly. At this moment, his energy was at its maximum.

He was trying hard to follow the battle between the two, and even needed to check the ingenuity of their moves and the extent of their internal energy movement.

After staring for a long time, he felt his eyes were sore and his mind was a little dizzy.

There was just a 'click' sound, and the two people in the close fight suddenly heard a collision of fists and claws.

A few seconds later, the two fell to the ground and were separated by more than ten meters.

"My sword intention has matured, why can't I find that sword?"

Yan Xuankong murmured, his hand was empty, the single sword he had before was gone.

"I heard that Grandmaster Yan entered the country out of grief. Your grandson and disciples are all alive and well now, so it is impossible for you to challenge Grandmaster."

Yuan Zong Bokong retracted his swords from their scabbards and touched several five-claw marks on his body. Little bits of brilliance continued to overflow with blood, and the raised areas of the claw marks quickly disappeared.

"There will never be an ivory spit out of your mouth. My way is my way. There is no need to imitate it, and I will not imitate it."

Yan Xuankong snorted, and the sword energy outside his body cut back and forth, and pieces of cloth flew out from his fine brocade clothes from time to time.

"I still have a chance to become a great master. I have been imitating your Wuxiang Xuan Gong and have never surpassed it. I will never be able to do it in this life."

"Fuck you, my Xuan Gong is good. Maybe one day you will have to look at my back and sigh."



"Who's winning?"

Yan Jinbai stared with confused eyes, but Xu Zhi could still see clearly. His eyes were full of brilliance. He only saw the starting position and the ending situation, and then the two of them fell into a fight with each other.

"There is no winner or lose in a competition. Whoever can understand the great master's principles will be the winner."

Yan Xuankong obviously lost a fight with a single sword, but the two of them did not compete to win or lose, which is another explanation.

At least that's what Xu Zhi thinks.


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