(Tell me, one of the protagonists and heroines has a past life, who is it exactly?, hehe, leave a suspense.) ）

At this time, Feng Xueyang said. Meng'er, why don't you have the surname Long! Yun Meng'er said sadly. Is he still my father? I took my mother's last name.

By the way, Brother Xueyang, for the challenge in ten days. You should be practicing martial arts now. Heard Yun Meng'er say this. Feng Xueyang smiled and said, Meng'er, what about the advanced martial arts you said. Yun Meng'er said. Brother Xueyang now has three martial arts that are suitable for you to cultivate. respectively. The dragon flame is shattered. Nine days of dragon walking, and ghostlust. That dream, you can give me a brief introduction to the characteristics of these three martial arts.

Well, okay, Brother Xueyang. The most powerful of these three martial arts is the Dragon Flame Shattering. This was cultivated by Lord Longtu 10,000 years ago. So finally introduce it and leave you a surprise. Nine Heavens Dragon Step, Brother Xueyang, this is a secret moon intermediate martial art. Brother Xueyang, if you practice it to the fullest, your speed will definitely be terrifying in battle. But if you practice it, Brother Xueyang, you have to be mentally prepared. It might be a little tiring. Feng Xueyang smiled. It's okay, as long as you can't die. What about the next martial arts?

Brother Xueyang, Soul Devouring is a low-level martial art of the starry sky. didn't wait for Yun Meng'er to finish speaking. Feng Xueyang said suddenly. Meng'er, I didn't offend you in any way, did I? Why would you give me such a rotten martial arts. It's too bad, isn't it? Oops! Why did you hit me in a dream? It hurts.

In fact, Yun Meng'er's soul power can be completely materialized in the outside world. It's just that he can't leave the Beichen Sword more than a hundred meters. After all, her physical body is not here. If it is divided by strength, Yun Meng'er should now be the peak of the Martial Spirit Nine Ranks. But this girl who has been in the sword for 16 years. It's very attached to the wind and snow. Hmph, Brother Xueyang is fighting you! Every martial art I give you is carefully selected. You're still talking nonsense here. This martial art outside, others can't come if they want it. Looking at the somewhat angry girl in front of her, Feng Xueyang smiled dryly. Girl, I'm sorry. Hearing intimate nicknames. Yun Meng'er was half angry. Feng Xueyang said secretly in his heart. It's still very easy to coax the little girl. But who knows, revenge is behind. Girl, now you can tell me what that soul lover does! Brother Xueyang, listen. Spiritlust is the most rubbish martial art for the average person. But for you, I'm afraid that the effect will surpass that of the Shining Sun-level martial arts. Girl, why is this, Feng Xueyang asked puzzledly. Brother Xueyang, because you are the Beichen Sword Master. And this sword heart ethereal body. So, you are the man of destiny. Naturally, this strange martial art will have an effect on you. Soul devouring will allow you to absorb the spiritual power of others during battle, thus making you strong in battle. And when you use the North City Sword. This attribute will be strengthened. But if it is this martial art cultivated by ordinary people, there is only one consequence, because other people's martial arts attributes are different, and finally explode and die. Wow, if Meng'er said that, this martial art is simply too suitable for my cultivation. Yun Meng'er smiled proudly, it was natural. Don't look at who picked the martial arts for you!What about the Dragon Flame Shattered?Feng Xueyang asked. Brother Xueyang, you finally asked the key, Long Yan was shattered, but what about the martial arts that Lord Long Tu cultivated back then! This martial art, it has no level at all. The strength of the caster depends on the comprehension of the caster and the affinity of spiritual power. Therefore, this dragon flame is simply custom-made for Brother Xueyang! Brother Xueyang, among these three martial arts, which one do you want to practice first? I want to practice the Nine Heavens Dragon Step. Eh, are you sure, Brother Xueyang. Of course. You really have to refine it. Meng'er, what's wrong with you, is it difficult to practice the Nine Heavens Dragon Walk? Feng Xueyang asked weakly. Well, no, Brother Xueyang, let's start practicing now! The young man in white looked up at the sky, the bright white moon. I said in my heart, I don't want to be weak anymore, I want to become stronger! Only when I become strong can I have the qualification to speak and the power, and in this world where the weak eat the strong, only by becoming strong can I live. Brother Xueyang, are you ready? Well, Meng'er, I'm ready. Then you take off your clothes

And at this moment, in the Feng family's residence, in Feng Xian'er's boudoir, how could the damn hair turn blue again. Who the hell am I? Forget it, whoever I am, as long as I don't forget him. Feng Xian'er remembered a handsome young man in white in her mind, and that young man was Feng Xueyang

Hehe, how long can I see how long the seal can seal me? Under the hell of an abyss, a terrifying middle-aged man's voice came slowly. I will slaughter the whole world. Hahahaha, this life is really interesting. The Beichen Sword Master, the Xuantian Holy Maiden, the Soul Sacrifice, and that person! Are they all here? Hahahaha, in this life, let's finish everything

At this time, in the Dragon Diagram Pavilion, damn it! Is the Demon of Calamity going to break the seal? How did the seal become so fragile, it seems that the Destiny of Ten Thousand Years has finally arrived. Stinky boy, don't let me down! If Feng Xueyang sees this person, he will definitely exclaim, "It's you old drunkard!" He raised his head and poured a sip of wine, daughter, are you okay? Father is sorry for you in this life. However, maybe only by sacrificing you can we save the lives of the people in this world!Hahahaha, my Long Ke is really a waste in this life!!

And we're windy here. Meng'er, you're sure you want to take off your clothes. That's right, Brother Xueyang, hurry up! Feng Qingyang felt this embarrassment in his heart. Then I thought to myself, I have already seen it by her anyway, and it will be nothing if I watch it again. Thinking in his heart, Feng Xueyang decisively took off his clothes. At this time, Yun Meng'er's scream came, Brother Xueyang, you only need to take off the top one, and you don't need to use the bottom one. Wind and snow and sweat, it seems that I want to be crooked. Brother Xueyang, you put this dress on. Feng Xueyang looked at the clothes in Yun Meng'er's hand. It's a blue shirt that looks very thin. It's pretty to look at. However, when Feng Xueyang put it on, he felt the strangeness of this dress. Wearing this clothes, I always feel like I am carrying a 500-pound big stone, and I can't straighten my waist. And the speed has also become much slower, and the spiritual power in the whole body has also slowed down. Wow, what is this thing? It's so uncomfortable to wear it. Brother Xueyang, if you want to practice the Nine Days Dragon Walk, this is a must. When you are completely accustomed to this thing, and then practice with reference to the mental method, it can be regarded as refining Xiaocheng. And, you'll have to wear it to punch under the waterfall. You also have to drain all the aura in your body, and so on and so forth. It should be fine. This dress was originally called a soft shirt. Heard Yun Meng'er say this. Feng Xueyang almost fainted. This thing is so light that I'm almost crushed to death. Brother Xueyang, you have been wearing it before the competition. Brother Xueyang, now. You're going to wear it and fight me. That dream should be lighter, and don't slap your face. Yun Meng'er smiled proudly, then it depends on Brother Xueyang, your performance! If you coax me to be happy, I will be lighter, but if I am unhappy! Brother Xueyang, how can you bear to dream and be unhappy. So it's not impossible to be beaten by me. After listening to Yun Meng'er's confusing reasoning. Feng Xueyang suddenly wanted to cry without tears. Oh my God, what a rhythm this is!

Thinking about it, Yun Meng'er had already hit hard, and this kick hit the ass of Feng Dashao hard, wow, it hurts, Meng'er, are you really playing? Yun Meng'er said with a smile, Brother Xueyang, this is also for your good! Meng'er, I'm welcome, I'm going to fight back. Feng Xueyang jumped up fiercely and swept his legs. But I found that I was hit by a heavy object on my body, and I didn't jump up at all. So the scene is ridiculous, looking at Yun Meng'er's gentle palm, although it seems to be gentle, but when it is really hit, it really hurts. At this time, Feng Xueyang had already thought about it in his heart, and after snatching Yun Meng'er's body back in the future. The first thing is to spank her little ass hard. Yun Meng'er's actions were very fast, almost hitting us with no wind and no power to parry. I saw the girl, jumping up gently, with a slight force in the air, and the seemingly gentle fists and kicks hit me. However, our wind and young understanding is still really high. Feng Xueyang thought in his heart. Now it's time to practice the Nine Days Dragon Walk. Why should I fight back? I should have dodged as much as I could! yes, that's it. As he spoke, the young man's eyes were fixed on the attacking move. A slight smile twitched at the corner of his mouth. There was confidence in that smile. The young man burst out loud, and the middle level of the secret moon was nine days of dragon walking. The figure of the teenager flashed quickly. With a sensitive pace and a bright figure, he actually dodged Yun Meng'er's three attacks in ten attacks. Don't underestimate this one and dodge it three times. Feng Xueyang's cultivation is much worse than Yun Meng'er's now! Moreover, he is carrying a heavy object of more than 500 catties on his body, and he can dodge it three times, which can already be called a demon. I don't know how long it took. Rapid gasps were heard. Yun Meng'er opened her mouth and said, Brother Xueyang, your spiritual power has been exhausted, hurry up and sit down to rest and recover your spiritual power. Feng Xueyang nodded. Then he sat down in the Beichen Sword space. Begin to absorb that rich aura. I saw a huge pillar of spiritual energy, rushing towards Fengxueyang one by one. At this time, Yun Meng'er said. Brother Xueyang's affinity for aura is really high. With such an aura flush, even if you change to a martial saint powerhouse, I'm afraid you will explode. I don't know how long it took, Feng Xueyang was still sitting cross-legged and cultivating. The strange thing is that the originally black hair actually grew a few inches, which made the originally handsome Feng Xueyang look more like a beautiful girl. And at this time, Yun Meng'er's face was red, Brother Xueyang, practice again. If I kiss him, he won't find out. Thinking of this, Yun Meng'er was naturally ashamed. As he spoke, he slowly imprinted his red lips towards Feng Xueyang

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