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The system has deducted 150,000 scum values

Lottery is underway

The draw has been completed

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Seeing the lottery results, a touch of ecstasy instantly swept through the entire heart of Chun Xiaojian. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This emperor is indeed the pride of heaven and is favored by heaven and earth.

The pure little sword is cool, but he forgot that he was just cheated by the big scum system.

Beautiful system sounds came out one after another:

The winning prize is: 10 seconds of possession by a peerless master!

The system is selecting the person

The selected person is...

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"Die!"

Song Shaoshu's eyes were blood-red, and the ruthless color enveloped his entire mind, and the terrifying power of the sword devouring the nine heavens swept through the entire ring, and the rubble flew everywhere!

"Stop!!"

Yue Butong's eyes were about to split, but he could only watch as the sharp sword light devoured the thin body of the pure little sword!

"Little sword!" Yue Butong shouted in pain.

The body of the master of the pure little sword also trembled suddenly, and she looked at the beautiful eyes of the pure little sword, revealing a sad color.

"Brother Little Sword!"

Offstage, Yue Xin'er, who had been paying attention to the pure little sword, suddenly shouted, and her hoarse cry was heartbreaking! She broke free from her mother's arm and ran towards the ring, crystal tears filling her entire pretty face.

It's late, it's late!

The sword qi of the Nine Heavens has completely devoured the pure small sword, and no one thinks that the pure small sword will have the slightest hope of survival!

If you're dead, you're dead, you're a scum anyway, but without a pure sword, I'm afraid there will be a little less laughing in the five Xuanmen in the future!

Some people couldn't help but sigh slightly.

However, just when everyone was waiting to see the tragic condition of the pure little sword after being injured, there was a loud roar, but it was a golden cracked stone!

"Descend, Dragon, Ten, Eight, Palm,"

"Yes, Kang, Dragon, Yes, Regret!"

"Whew..."

In an instant, a loud dragon roar sounded in the sky! In the shocked eyes of everyone, they saw a huge dragon suddenly fly out of the place of battle!

With the palm of the pure little sword, the faint dragon rushed towards Song Shaoshu angrily with the power of soaring into the sky. The surging dragon power swept overwhelmingly.

The surging palm wind filled the world here in an instant, the rocks jumped, and the old ring cracked instantly, and the fine cracks crawled densely like spider webs all over the stone platform!

Under the palm of the pure small sword, the sword qi that devoured the nine heavens was instantly dispersed, and the surging force violently impacted on Song Shaoshu's body, and the long sword in his hand was rushed out in an instant.

"Bang!"

The cold in the eyes of the pure little sword was filled with coldness, and in the face of Song Shaoshu, who was open in defense, the eighteen palms of the pure small sword were imprinted on Song Shaoshu's chest without hesitation.

The energy swept over, Peng Pai's internal force poured like a tide, and Song Shaoshu's chest quickly sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The next moment, blood gushed out, red blood stains mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out, and Song Shaoshu's body was slammed far away by the pure small sword.

In the end, he fell heavily to the ground and fell at the feet of Shangguan Weiwei, a beautiful woman who was still shouting "Brother Shaoshu is so powerful".

Another mouthful of blood sprayed on the girl's body, staining Shangguan Weiwei's snow-white dress red.

Shangguan Weiwei was stunned, and her brain went blank. He looked down at the young man who had fallen at her feet, confirming it over and over again.

"It must be a pure little sword, it must be a pure little sword!"

Shangguan Weiwei didn't want to believe it, but she looked at it countless times, and the face, the outline, the appearance, and the slightest trace of hair all announced the cruel truth to him.

Lying at her feet, like a dead dog, she kept shouting Brother Shaoshu, and she kicked the genius Junjie who was struggling to seduce with a pure sword - the chief disciple of Nanxuanmen, Song Shaoshu!

At that moment, Shangguan Weiwei's pretty face was pale!

Miserable!

Heaven and earth are quiet at this time!

Everyone looked at the genius disciple who fell to the ground in a daze, and also looked at the big disciple of Dongxuanmen who they considered to be the scum of the sect - Pure Little Sword!

This teenager slapped them in the face with facts!

The beating was so loud that it shook the sky!!

It's a long story, but only three seconds have passed since the pure little sword used the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon.

Yes, there are still seven seconds left, and he can still unleash several palms of peerless divine skill.

Then the remaining palms, the pure small sword will naturally not be wasted. Then give it all to Song Shaoshu!

Seduced the emperor's woman, abused me and other single dogs, and killed the emperor with forbidden swordsmanship!

Chun Xiaojian looked coldly at Song Shaoshu, who had fallen to the ground, Chun Xiaojian was a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, so in his life, he hated those who threatened his life the most!

And this invincible Song Shaoshu just offended the reverse scale of the pure small sword.

Dragons have reverse scales, and they will be killed!

In order to save time, Chun Xiaojian quickly ran towards Song Shaoshu, and the killing intent in his eyes was extremely strong.

Shangguan Weiwei had never seen a pure little sword at this moment, there was a cold chill in her cold eyes, she was suddenly a little scared, was the pure little sword here to kill her?

In just a second, the pure little sword had appeared in front of Shangguan Weiwei, in front of the girl's stunning face, in her frightened gaze, under her delicate body, the pure little sword was aimed at Shangguan Weiwei...... Song Shaoshu, who was at his feet, slapped Song Shaoshu's dog face hard in front of his beautiful little girlfriend.

The peerless magic skill of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending was immediately burst out by the pure small sword, and the loud dragon groan was not noticed.

The beating was called a ruthless one, the flesh and blood were blurred, and blood was splashed all over Shangguan Weiwei's snow-white dress.

Although Song Shaoshu has long been in a coma, beating the water dog is Chun Xiaojian's favorite thing to do, not to mention that Song Shaoshu, the dog, is also very horizontal to snatch love, robbing the woman that the emperor has been pursuing for many years!

Kang Long has regrets.

Wyvern in the sky.

Don't use the hidden dragon.

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Or leap into the abyss.

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War dragons in the wild

Divine dragon tail swing.

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The dragon groaned, and the eighteen palms of the dragon were amazing, and they were made supernatural by the pure small sword, and the sharp palm wind brought countless phantoms in the air!

"Bastard, stop!"

Seeing that his beloved disciple was already blurred by the pure small sword, Nie Nantian, the head of the Southern Xuanmen, was like a knife, for a sect, a genius disciple like Song Shaoshu was undoubtedly their lifeblood.

And the pure little sword, this is going to break his life!

Nie Nantian couldn't sit still any longer, and regardless of his old face, decades of profound cultivation burst out, and as soon as his body jumped, a huge fist was already hitting Fang Yuan.

"Nie Old Dog, do you still have a face to bully the small?" Yue Butong and the others were still in shock just now and didn't come back to their senses, but when they woke up, Nie Nantian had already arrived behind Fang Yuan.

Feeling the terrifying wind behind him, Chun Xiaobei smiled coldly.

And the last second, this second, just give you this old dog!

Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, the pure little sword turned around in an instant, and his body was like a big peng spreading his wings, he suddenly jumped up, spread his hands into palms, and the strength of his whole body suddenly exploded in one place, and he roared:

Eighteen palms of the dragon

Fly, Dragon, In, God!

"Bang!"

The dragon swept through the sky. Fists, bang!

The fierce energy swept out at the place of collision, and on the top of the mountain, the pine swayed!

Nie Nantian was hit hard, and his body was embarrassed, and he retreated one after another, smashing countless mountains and rocks before he stabilized his figure.

"What?"

"Nie is not even defeated!"

This time, everyone was frightened, looking at Chun Xiaozhi like a monster, if Chun Xiaojian defeated Song Shaoshu and they were killed, it was acceptable, then now, they actually repelled Nie Nantian, the head of Nanxuanmen, but they didn't want to believe it when they were killed.

But this is a fact, a naked fact!

Could it be that Pure Xiaojian is really a peerless genius, and he has been pretending to be a pig before, just to pretend to be an unparalleled force at this moment!

"Ten seconds have passed, and the system is recalling the possessed character!"

"The newbie guide has been completed, congratulations to the host for upgrading to the advanced level, and the initial survival scum value is 10,000 points!"

"Every hour when the host's scum value is lower than the survival scum value, one year of the host's life will be deducted, and the host will be asked to increase the scum value as soon as possible. ”

The magnetic system sound quietly sounded in Pure Xiaoji's mind, and immediately, Pure Xiaojian felt that the original full power began to recede like a tide at this moment.

The feeling of losing power is really frustrating.

However, this emperor is such a scum, there will be a chance to come again in the future!

Now the high-spirited pure Xiaojian only cares about dressing, but he didn't pay attention to the later warnings of the big scum system.

As everyone knows, it is his negligence today. But it cost him his life afterwards!

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On the top of Taishan, there is no sound at this moment!

The cold wind whistled through the field, Song Shaoshu lay at the feet of Shangguan Weiwei like a dead dog, and the girl was so frightened that she didn't even dare to bend over to support her boyfriend.

Not far away, Song Shaoshu's sword had lost its former edge, and he was lying lonely on the rocky mountain!

But that's not all!

As Chun Xiaojian said, he wants to make Shangguan Weiwei's snobbish woman cry and regret it!

The woman who dares to kick the emperor, so far, there is no one who does not regret it!

Forehead... Those on earth don't count!

"Huh... Girl, regret it, cry, kneel!"

"The emperor will not forgive you!"

ps: The climax has arrived, everyone must make the empty space refreshing, ask for rewards, ask for recommendations, ask for book reviews, all kinds of ......