"I also believe in Ding Ze. Suddenly, a voice burst into action, breaking the silence.

I saw that at the gate, which had already been kicked down by the head of the Long family, there was a bunch of young men in blue robes.

Outside the door, there were already countless armed soldiers and armed policemen standing, all aiming their weapons at the young man, and even having the strength to kill him at any time.

This young star's eyebrows and sword eyes are extraordinary, he is holding an extraordinary green sword in his arms, and his hair is naturally scattered, and there are also back lengths.

In the face of countless weapon aims, he was still indifferent and unmoved.

This person is none other than the Dream Sword Sect's 'Little Sword God' Gao Feng.

"Senior brother?" Shan Chao's face changed slightly, and he was surprised.

Then he waved his hand, which was considered to confirm safety, and the countless ordnance police outside the door unloaded their weapons, but they still stood, always vigilant against Gao Feng.

Almost all the people in the house are of extremely high status, and naturally there is no room for the slightest difference.

As for why they didn't appear before, it was also because Shan Yong had already reminded him when he came, the reason was that it was a state secret and should not be disturbed.

More than ten years ago, after the war, Shan Yong stayed in the army all the time, although he had no rank, no one despised him, and even feared him.

How could they not be admired and feared by the people who fought out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.

In addition, he also has a lot of time guiding them in the army, fighting with them, etc., and he also has a lot of prestige, so what he said, no one doubts, and who dares to question it.

Even if he appeared with a group of unrelated people, the combat power shown by those people when they killed the ninjas of R country before was extraordinary, and their strength was always more convincing.

As for Gao Feng, he was different, he always stood at the door with a long sword, no one made a move on him, and he never made a move, plus his identity was mysterious, and Shan Yong left without keeping up, so he naturally suspected the target and did not dare to be careless.

"Go down first, continue to guard the surroundings, and sweep down the bottom by the way. Shan Chao said.

He was referring to the bloody scene under the cliff.

After that, everyone at the door left, and two or three people placed some devices at the door, and the blue barriers were connected to each other, completely covering the gate, which was a simple gate.

There is a simple gate, and the inside of the door can see the outside, but the outside cannot see the inside, and the sound is the same.

It wasn't until he finished all this that Shan Chao hurriedly took two steps forward and pulled Gao Feng closer to the long table.

"Senior brother, have you been there all along?" he asked.

"Well, the enshrinement order," Gao Feng nodded indifferently and glanced back at the door, "I'm here, no one can come in unless I die." ”

His words were as sharp as the sword in his arms.

"Pu Offering?" Shan Chao narrowed his eyes, glanced at Wei Xunfeng, and then asked, "With your identity as Senior Brother, it seems that Pu Worship can't order you, right?"

In fact, Shan Chao is called Senior Brother Gao Feng, and there is a bit of a mess of generations.

If it is only about the time of entering the sect, Shan Chao really wants to call a junior disciple, but Gao Feng is a disciple of the Heavenly Elder of the Dream Sword Sect!

This identity, even if the sect master sees it now, he must be respectful and bow his head.

Not to mention an ordinary disciple like him who followed the sect master to practice sword cultivation at the beginning.

But he has left the sect a long time ago, and he can be regarded as a national meritorious hero, holding an important position, and his status is extraordinary.

Since Gao Feng doesn't care about the word 'junior brother', he doesn't have to be so old-fashioned, after all, the times have changed, maybe in the future, the rise of the Dream Sword Sect will depend on this little junior brother.

"He is not worthy, but everything is for the sect," Gao Feng shook his head, and then a wisp of sword flashed under his eyes, and his face was a little cold, "If I knew that he was using the name of the sect to deal with Ding Ze, I would cut off his dog's head." ”

Presumably, Pu is worshipping on the grounds of the life and death of the sect, and Gao Feng is a disciple of the Supreme Elder of the Dream Sword Sect, which is not much different from the status of the sect master, so he will naturally follow him.

"What the junior brother said before, do you believe that kid Ding Ze?" Shan Chao was slightly puzzled.

Hearing this, the corners of Gao Feng's mouth twitched faintly, but then he nodded, his eyes bright.

Thinking of the previous secret realm, Ding Ze almost tried his best, and even made the decision to lose his life, and fought to the death with that monster, whether it was true or not, it was admirable enough, thinking of this, he slowly spoke.

"Ding Ze... Uh, Brother Ding, he's a good guy. ”

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On a road, several figures walked forward, and one of the fat men was covered in golden light and dazzling, but he was the best candidate for a lighting.

This line of people is naturally Ding Ze and others.

After leaving the area around the cliff, Ding Ze found that although this improvised military base was remote, standing on the edge, he could look down on the bright lights even in the middle of the night, showing the bustling Kyoto.

Maybe it's also because of the better eyesight after cultivating immortals.

Kyoto... Ding Ze looked at Kyoto, the size of the range was under his eyes, although it was bright, but there were also a lot of dark places, he squinted, and the cold light under his eyes was fully revealed.

My mother disappeared suddenly, and I have only been away for seven days, your bad news has come, the disappointment is fake, if it is true, kill everyone and bury you for you! A ray of blood exploded under his eyes, and his heart was full of murderous intent.

"Ahh

"Got a cold?" asked the scruffy old man with a handsome face.

There are some worries about this.

"A hammer for a cold, how can I say that I am also a master of the Qi Mansion Realm, and I will still catch a cold?" Ding Ze pursed his lips with a look of disdain.

"No, no, even if you cultivate immortals, it is only to prolong your life, as long as you don't become an immortal, your life span is as high as the sky, and you will still be born, old, sick and die. The sloppy old man smiled lightly.

"That means that as long as you don't become an immortal in the end, you will still die of old age and sickness?" Ding Ze's face stiffened slightly, and when he saw the sloppy old man nodding in confirmation, he suddenly grabbed the stone and fell to the ground, shouting angrily, "Then I will also cultivate a hairy fairy!"

"The purpose of cultivating immortals is to become immortals. It is to live without borders, live with the sky, and even live longer than the sky. The scruffy old man explained.

"Then why don't you give up the process of cultivating immortals and become immortals directly?!" Ding Ze slammed the stone on the ground again.

"Even if a monk is a mortal, cultivating immortals is the process of rebirth, how can there be a reason to become a fat man in one go, you can only support yourself. The sloppy old man's face was already a little ugly, and he didn't seem to expect that his casual words would be grabbed by Ding Ze.

But then, Ding Ze's next sentence didn't let him spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Then this process of rebirth, won't I be born and sick and die? I have to be careful of intrigues..."Ding Ze fell, there was nothing in his hand, so he could only give up, but he still looked indignant, and said angrily, "Then I will also cultivate a hairy fairy!"

"It's... This... Then you have a cold!" The sloppy old man's face darkened, looking at Ding Ze's chest tightness and shortness of breath, and he wanted to give himself a few big mouths.

"Cold? How can I say that I am also a master of the Qi Mansion Realm, and the monks will also catch a cold?" Ding Ze asked with a puzzled expression.

"I! you!" the sloppy old man stammered at Ding Ze, and finally roared angrily at the sky, his eyes turned black, and his blood surged into his head, almost falling into a coma on the spot.

Isn't this a bar spirit?

"Sloppy old man, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Ding Ze hurriedly stepped forward and held him in his arms, the green aura in his hand slowly gushed out, wandering around his body and examining his whole body.

Fortunately, the sloppy old man now looks handsome, with fine skin and tender meat, and his momentum is extraordinary, although the slight scars connecting his eyebrows and eyes slightly ruin the beauty, but on the whole it is harmless.

If he was still the same sloppy, unkempt, and foul-smelling appearance he had before...

Thinking of this, Ding Zedeng felt a chill, and his whole body was so agitated that he almost didn't spit it out.

"What's wrong with me? Don't you have a B number in your heart?" the sloppy old man looked ugly.

Then he also thought that now there is no Ding Ze hugging the ground, in the eyes of outsiders, how ambiguous and ambiguous this action is, it is obvious that from Xiaopang's full smile and Xiaoduo's constant chirping sound, it can be seen.

Damn, this kid can't really be bent, right?!The sloppy old man swallowed his saliva, looked at Ding Ze looking at him with affection, his face was obviously stiff, and then he took a breath and got up suddenly, taking a few steps away.

"How are you?" Ding Ze looked at the sloppy old man and wondered.

"It's fine," the sloppy old man glanced at Ding Ze deeply, his face was difficult, but he gritted his teeth again, "It's just chest tightness and shortness of breath." ”

"It's just chest tightness and shortness of breath?" Ding Ze's face was full of cuteness, "Why doesn't my head hurt? Don't you want to?" I don't believe it. ”

Sloppy old man: "... ”

"I really want to give you a heart-warming cold. He carried Qingzhan with anger on his face.

In the moonlight, the extraordinary thing at the tip of the sword was very conspicuous.

"I'm the same! The deity has long seen that kid is not pleasing to the eye! Kill him!" Both paws approve.

"I'm the same. ”

"Gollum. "Chubby Xiaoduo is also very agreeable, and he is full of expectations.

"You are my people!

Except for the sloppy old man, the rest of the people and two demons can be regarded as his subordinates, and now that his blatant elbow is turned out, how can he warm his heart.

This can be regarded as an alternative kind of heart-to-heart coolness.

"Give. The sloppy old man's eyes twitched, sighed, and threw Qing Zhan to Ding Ze.

Cold, he found that the fierce sword qi seemed to be targeted, and all of them rushed to the palm of Ding Ze's hand holding the hilt of the sword.

"He has a short temper. Ding Ze chuckled, and didn't care about the tingling pain coming from the palm of his hand, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, holding Qing Zhan in both hands, and he looked at it.

Under the moonlight, Qing Zhan's hands were cold, among which the cold mangs were great, the cold light was shining, and the sword body faintly emitted bursts of blue light, but the color of its whole body was white, which was also strange.

A yellow leaf fell with the wind, lightly slashed across the blade, and broke into two petals almost without any resistance, which is enough to show how sharp this blade is!

"I'll go! Flow, this baby!" Ding Ze's eyes flashed with golden light, and he sucked the crystal saliva that was about to drip from the corner of his mouth...