"Look!"

On the shore of Mingyue Lake, in the midst of the crowds, suddenly a rough voice sounded through the noisy noise.

Everyone around, hearing the sound, all looked up.

At first glance, I was suddenly shocked.

At this time, on the calm surface of Mingyue Lake, an old man in white clothes and white hair with a sword in his arms stood on the surface of the water like a leaf.

It has the posture of a fairy wind and bones.

"I'll rub, the old man's operation, I'm scared. ”

"Above the water, as if walking on the ground, he is worthy of being a powerhouse in the God Realm!"

"Brother, I feel a. ”

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For a time, on the shore of Mingyue Lake, everyone had different opinions.

In the crowd, there was one person who didn't seem to show much interest in the old man on the water, and this person was Su Yuqing.

This person, Su Yuqing stretched out her head to poke her brain, looked around, and murmured slightly.

That young God Realm powerhouse, why hasn't he come yet.

glanced at it, and on the side, the master, who was talking to Master Zhang, reached out and grabbed the master's left hand and glanced at the time.

It's 2:50.

Concentrating slightly, Su Yuqing turned her head to the master and said.

"Master, it's almost three o'clock, why hasn't that young god realm come yet. ”

"It's not yet three o'clock! Wait and see, maybe it will be there in a moment. ”

As the old man spoke, his eyes kept staring at the white-haired old man on the lake.

After all, the white-haired old man is from Kunxu.

Perhaps, from him, he can comprehend something and make his cultivation go further.

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"Grandpa, three years ago, I met Shen Jianhe at the ceremony when Jian Chen took over as the head of Sword Mountain, I remember that at that time, although he was stronger than me, he was only at the peak of the grandmaster, and now, I can't even see through him. ”

On the shore of Mingyue Lake, somewhere, Ye Xueli looked at the figure on the lake not far away.

He was a little incredulous, in just three years, a person who was about to enter the earth would grow faster than him, and in three years, he was a genius of the heavens, and he was only half a foot in the divine realm from the middle stage of the grandmaster to the present.

"He ......"

As soon as the words came out, Ye Qingyang suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed, and after a while, he continued.

"He is already in a perfect state of God, you naturally can't see through him, and there is a force in his body that makes me feel a little palpitating. ”

Divine Perfection?

When Ye Xueli heard this, his body trembled, and he looked at the figure on the surface of the lake with a shocked face.

"What about Mr. Du?"

After a slight pause, Ye Xueli turned his head to look at his grandfather, and then said.

Hehe!

The voice entered his ears, Ye Qingyang suddenly smiled, and then said.

"Don't worry, Ning Lao, who can measure the heavenly machine, needs to be treated respectfully, and cultivate as a natural channel, maybe Mr. Du did not take Shen Jianhe and his ilk in his eyes. ”

Perhaps!

Ye Xueli nodded, his eyes looked closely at Shen Jianhe who was standing with a sword on the lake, the time was almost up, and he wanted to come to Mr. Du, and he was about to appear.

"Mr. Du is here. ”

At this time, Ye Qingyang's voice rang out.

When Ye Xueli heard this, his eyes left Shen Jianhe, and he in the half-step divine realm had eyesight beyond ordinary people.

After a while, he found that in the distance, outside the crowd, an indifferent figure came into view.

It was Mr. Du.

He's coming.

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At this moment, around the lakeside, among the crowd, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Look, he's moving. ”

Everyone present, hearing the sound, subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the white-haired and white-shirted old man standing on the water.

Some of them, invariably, quickly lowered their heads and glanced at their watches.

It's three o'clock.

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On the surface of the lake, Shen Jianhe slowly stretched out his right hand, held the sword in his arms, raised his hand horizontally, and untied the sword holster.

With his left hand brushing over the dark red sword body, a smile appeared on Shen Jianhe's face.

This is his saber.

Ever since he joined the Demon Sword Sect, he has owned this sword.

Since then, it has been dependent on life and death.

He is strong with a strong sword, and he is strong with a strong sword.

Now.

He could feel the mood of the sword.

Like him.

In the thirst for blood.

"Almost!"

After muttering, Shen Jianhe, holding a sword in his right hand, slowly raised his head, glanced at the people around the lake, and then spoke.

"The time has come, Du Shengping, you still don't show up!"

The sound was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

For a while, everyone lowered their heads and took a look.

Sure enough, the time for the decisive battle has arrived.

Looking at Du Shengping, who had not yet appeared, for a while, everyone guessed

"This Du Sheng, won't be cowardly!"

"Sure! Look at that old man, the appearance of the fairy wind bone, besides, that Du Shengping, only twenty-nine years old, I see, he is not a god realm powerhouse at all. ”

"Fuck, I climbed two mountains, crossed three rivers, and came to the shore of Mingyue Lake, just show me this?"

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In the crowd, listening to everyone's gossip, Su Yuqing frowned, and just wanted to speak.

Suddenly, I felt a force behind me, pushing towards me.

She turned her head to look, only to find that a group of people had changed beside her.

"Such a handsome man. ”

Looking at a young man in this group, Su Yuqing said secretly in her heart.

Ha!

He found me!

Seeing the young man looking at him, Su Yuqing turned her head in a panic, pretending to be looking at the old man on the lake.

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Du Shengping retracted his gaze and stopped looking at the girl who turned his head after being glanced at by himself.

With an indifferent expression, he glanced at Shen Jianhe above the water.

Hey!

He snorted.

Looking at the energy in Shen Jianhe's dantian, he knew it in his heart.

Shen Rufeng, who had been rescued by himself, was afraid that he had already entered the netherworld.

After a slight pause, he turned his head and said with a light smile to Xiao Hei at his feet.

"Dog, go, shoot him to death!"

"Yes, master. ”

Xiao Hei heard this and nodded in response.

A voice came out.

Su Yuqing, who had been paying attention to Yu Guang, suddenly changed her face.

The dog talked!

She reached out and tugged at the corner of Master's clothes.

"What's the matter, little ......"

On the side, Chen Jie, who felt Su Yuqing dragging him, turned around and said.

As soon as the words came out, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

A black dog, towards the lake, stepped away.

Walking on flat ground.

With each step, a ripple of water rippled on the surface of the lake, but soon it was calm again.

Xiao Hei slowly walked towards Shen Jianhe, who was standing with a sword on the surface of the lake.

Not long after, under the horrified eyes of everyone on the lake, he stood ten meters away from the white-haired old man.

The tail stopped wagging and Xiao Hei raised his head slightly, looked at the old man who was not very short, and then said.

"Old man, the battle of life and death, I took it for my master, old man, I feel honored for you, I can invite your dog master to see you off for the last ride!"

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