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Guo Songyang suddenly stopped.

He didn't look back, and said word for word: "It's here." ”

He just stood there, without too many words, and did not exude a compelling murderous aura, but Wang Chan felt that Guo Songyang's spirit had entered the void and had forgotten himself.

Guo Songyang turned around, looked at Wang Chan, and said calmly: "Draw your sword, on the way to pursue the supreme sword, even if Guo Songyang dies at your hands today, he will die without regrets." ”

The wind blew and rolled up the red plums in the sky.

The sword aura struck people, and the heavens and the earth were full of desolation and murderous intent.

Guo Songyang drew his sword with his backhand, raised it flat on his chest, and his eyes never left Wang Chan's hand.

Wang Chan's right hand stretched out, and the gentleman's sword behind him automatically fell into his hand.

At this moment, Guo Songyang's iron sword swung out against the wind, and a black cold light went straight to Wang Chan's throat. Before the sword arrived, Sen Han's sword qi had already stabbed the west wind!

Wang Chan slipped his steps and stepped back seven feet, with a tree trunk attached to his back.

The iron sword in Guo Songyang's hand had already stabbed straight out with the change of moves.

Wang Chan had no way to retreat, and his body suddenly slid up along the trunk of the tree.

Guo Songyang let out a long roar and flew into the sky, and the iron sword also turned into a flying rainbow.

His man and the sword have become one.

The compelling sword aura destroyed the red plums on the branches.

It's a terrible sight!

Wang Chan's arms shook, and the sword qi flying rainbow had already swept away, falling with the red plum.

Guo Songyang roared endlessly, flipped upside down in the air, and a sword Changhong suddenly turned into countless lights and shadows, and sprinkled it on Wang Chan's head.

The power of this sword is enough to shatter people's souls!

Wang Chan was within a radius of three zhang, but he was already shrouded in sword qi, and no matter what direction he dodged, it seemed that he couldn't dodge.

Guo Songyang did not accept the first sword Wang Chan, and the second sword still did not receive the move, because what he was waiting for was the last third sword.

Every time Guo Songyang made a sword, his momentum increased, and this last sword had already reached the peak of his sword path and touched the spiritual secret realm.

The power of this sword is not inferior even compared to Xiao Li's flying knife.

At this time, Wang Chan took out his sword.

In the red plum in the sky, Wang Chan took out his sword.

With the stabbing of his sword, many green lotuses suddenly appeared in the entire heaven and earth, blooming proudly in the cold north wind.

The red plum and green lotus complement each other.

Sun Xiaohong, who was in the distance, saw this scene, and even held her breath involuntarily, staring intently, for fear of missing any action.

Just listen to the sound of "ding" in the boundless wilderness.

Sparks splash.

The gentleman's sword in Wang Chan's hand met the blade of the Songyang Iron Sword impartially.

At this moment, the sword qi in the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace, but the red plum like the blood rain had not yet fallen, the green lotus bloomed, Guo Songyang stood in the blood rain, his sword was still flat on his chest.

Only a "click" was heard, and the iron sword suddenly broke from it and fell to the ground.

The Songyang Iron Sword, which is fourth in the weapon spectrum, is actually broken!

Although Guo Songyang was still expressionless on his face, he had a sense of depression in his eyes, and said gloomily: "I'm defeated!"

"I admit I'm defeated!"

He smiled gloomily and said, "I originally thought that I would not say this sentence even if I died, but now that I say it, I feel very happy, very happy, very happy!"

He said it three times in a row, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and smiled.

With a desolate laugh, he turned and strode out of Merlin.

Wang Chan looked at Guo Songyang's departing back, his eyes showed appreciation, for a master like them, sometimes admitting defeat is far more courageous than dying. And Guo Songyang did it today, and crossing this hurdle is undoubtedly a qualitative leap for his state of mind.

Wang Chan can conclude that as long as Guo Songyang is not immersed in this, his future achievements will be limitless.

Many years later, Bai Xiaosheng no longer had the Songyang Iron Sword on the weapon spectrum, but instead there was a remnant sword, which could be said to be invincible in the world in the rivers and lakes at that time, and its prestige even surpassed that of Xiao Li Feidao and Dragon and Phoenix Ring back then, but for some reason, he only wanted to recognize the second in the world, so the position of the first in the world was vacant.

The sword is back in its sheath, and the man is gone.

But Sun Xiaohong was still immersed in the duel just now, and she couldn't extricate herself for a long time.

"I finally know why your sword was able to stop Xiao Li's flying knife. Sun Xiaohong raised her head and looked at Wang Chan, her eyes shining brightly.

Her big moving eyes were full of smiles: "To be able to see today's battle with my own eyes, even I will die without regrets!"

"At a young age, you talk about what you can't die or not, and what kind of adults you pretend to be. Wang Chan reached out and rubbed Sun Xiaohong's head vigorously, and said with a smile.

Sun Xiaohong pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm eighteen years old, where is there still a little girl, and the little girls are already married at this age, okay?"

"Some things have nothing to do with age. Wang Chan looked at the red plums falling in the distance and said slowly.

Wang Chan looked at Hongmei, but Sun Xiaohong was looking at Wang Chan at this time.

In the eyes of the little girl, he is the person who is more powerful than the sword in Wang Chan's hand. Although the sword can kill people, he can make girls give their hearts to him, and if he wants a woman's heart, isn't it much more difficult to ask for a man's life?

Wang Chan turned around slowly, and found that Sun Xiaohong was staring at him with those big eyes that hooked the soul, even Wang Chan felt a little unbearable, he never thought that this little girl was so terrifying.

The girl Huaichun, this kind of look seems to have been seen in Qu Feiyan.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Chan's thoughts flew away, and he didn't know how this girl was doing now. Has the drawbacks of the star-absorbing Dafa on your body been completely solved, have you come down from Shaomu Mountain, have you eaten on time, will you be lonely and lonely in your life?

Wang Chan looked down at Sun Xiaohong.

Facing the sudden gaze, Sun Xiaohong was stunned, and suddenly smiled: "What's the matter, Brother Wang, do I have flowers on my face?"

The girl chuckled, as delicate as a flower.

......

Except for Guo Songyang, everyone else came for Wang Chan's martial arts secrets, who framed him, Wang Chan knew it.

Only the real owner of the cheats can think of this poisonous scheme, and "The Treasure of Sympathy Flowers" is on Lin Shiyin, who has long disappeared.

It's just that Wang Chan didn't expect that a weak and kind woman would be able to do this, and it can only be said that the power of hatred is too terrifying, but it is the same for everyone, the hatred of killing a son is not shared.

It's not right or wrong, that's what rivers and lakes are.

is also not shared, and there is also the hatred of killing her husband. Coincidentally, Wang Chan really killed a woman's husband.

And now the bitter master has finally come to him.

"You are Wang Chan?" a voice suddenly sounded.

This voice is rapid, low, and a little hoarse, but it has an indescribable charm, as if it can arouse a man's ****. (To be continued.) )