"Although I, Liu Songtao, am not a good person, I can still do what I say." Liu Songtao, who was originally bald, grew hair in an instant.

"Or is that someone your sweetheart?" Don't worry, I just want to see her, and nothing else."

"Let's not talk about my relationship with her first, just say that you even have hair growing, and there is nothing else to think about, I don't believe it." Zhang Yange said.

Luoyang saw Zhang Yange for the first time with a sword to defend against the enemy.

She stood aside and was ready to make a move, "Last time, he was careless and fell for him."

She explained to Zhang Yange, but Zhang Yange said, "I'll try him first, it doesn't have to be life or death."

"Be careful, this person is Liu Songtao! A hundred years ago, he was no different from Li Chungang." Luoyang opened his mouth to remind.

"Hmm." Zhang Yange naturally knew the identity of this crazy monk.

Sword Qi Jiaolong!

The sword is like ink!

Zhang Yange had no trace of emotion in his eyes, and he actually looked at Liu Songtao with some pity.

The sword moves are exquisite, like antelope hanging horns!

The knife technique is extremely simple, but it points straight to the avenue!

Liu Songtao, who was still in a cold voice, did not dare to slack off, and directly made a sword with his hands.

Sword-breaking pose!

As soon as the sword move came out, the Sanskrit sound was lingering, and this heaven and earth were like the advent of the Buddha's country.

Countless bodhisattvas and arhats appeared.

Their eyes were the same as Zhang Yange's.

However, when Zhang Yange's sword fell, the Buddha Kingdom was shattered in an instant.

Zhang Yange stood in place, and Liu Songtao's hands were bleeding.

"Huishan Snow Ping, Xuanyuan Qingfeng!" Zhang Yange returned the sword to its sheath.

Liu Songtao was about to speak, but Zhang Yange said seriously, "Don't go crazy when you go, since it's where I told you." If you make trouble, I will trouble you."

Liu Songtao was stunned for a long time, "You want to fight me because of this?"

"Or else?" Zhang Yange said angrily.

"What's your name?"

"Let's go." Zhang Yange finished speaking and meditated cross-legged.

Da Huang Ting repaired his whole body, and the sword he had just made Zhang Yange suffer great loss.

Luoyang sat on the side to protect the Dharma, and after a while, it snowed.

She was still standing beside Zhang Yange.

Watching the two of them covered in wind and snow.

Liu Songtao looked at the two of them, turned around and disappeared into the wind and snow.

The next day, Zhang Yange shook off the thick snow on his body and glanced at Luoyang next to him.

"You don't know how to cover the two of us?"

Luoyang was stunned for a moment, and with a wave of her hand, the snow on her body completely dispersed.

She ignored Zhang Yange and said, "It's time for us to go! Tuoba Bodhisattva won't give us much time."

Zhang Yange glanced back, and Luoyang spoke, "Deng Mao! What are you going to do?"

Deng Mao!

The master of Beimang Martial Arts, taciturn and arrogant, once went to Zhulu Mountain in the Central Plains with Luoyang.

He has a lot of respect for Luoyang, and he also has the admiration between men and women and the admiration of his peers, but he is determined to reach the top of martial arts, and his feelings for the sect leader of Zhulu Mountain are only shelved in the depths of his heart.

Grandmaster Beimang, who lived in the same era as Murong Baoding, was never known for his martial arts talent, like a diligent old farmer who cultivated one acre and three points of land, and that harvest was made by boiling.

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The so-called mediocre roots are just young people who shine in the big years of the rivers and lakes.

Hong Jingyan was ashamed of Murong Baoding after his first appearance on the martial arts list, and ashamed of the strange comments before Deng Mao, he deliberately used a broken spear to nourish his qi for twenty years, and abandoned the spear to cultivate all his life so that he could not kill the land immortals with celestial phenomena.

"Your friend?" Zhang Yange

Raised eyebrows and smiled.

I don't know why, Luoyang looked at Zhang Yange's smile and wanted to punch him in the face.

"Lord Luoyang!" Deng Mao is a man who is not good at words. "I'm here for you!"

"What are you looking for me to do?" Luo Yang asked coldly.

Zhang Yange smiled even brighter, he looked at Deng Mao, Xu Fengnian was better than him in all aspects, so Zhang Yange was not worried about Luoyang being blind.

"What are you going to do?" Deng Mao asked with some concern.

"Does what I do have anything to do with you?" Luo Yang asked coldly.

"If you go to trouble Tuoba Bodhisattva, then be careful, the people of the Chess Sword Paradise have already been dispatched, and they have gone to the Arctic Ice Field!" Deng Mao hurriedly said.

He knew that Luoyang was a person who didn't like to listen to nonsense.

So he was concise and to the point.

After listening to him, Luoyang's face changed slightly, "Are you sure?"

"Indeed." Deng Mao nodded.

Luoyang turned his head to look at Zhang Yange, "No matter what, I'm going to destroy Tuoba Bodhisattva's Ascension Divine Weapon!"

"We're all in the same goal." Zhang Yange replied, "Are you for Xu Fengnian?"

This sentence was said to Deng Mao, and sure enough, Deng Mao looked at Zhang Yange coldly.

Although he is obedient to Luoyang, he has extraordinary respect.

But there is no respect for Zhang Yange.

Especially after hearing this, there was murderous intent in his eyes.

Luoyang ignored Zhang Yange, turned to Deng Mao and said, "Thank you for the news, now you can leave."

You see, no matter who you are, there is no good end to being a licking dog.

Deng Mao didn't leave in a hurry, "If Lord Luoyang has to go, I'm afraid I'll be with you."

"It's none of your business." Luo Yang frowned slightly.

Deng Mao didn't speak again, only said to stand in place.

What he meant was self-evident.

Zhang Yange glanced at the man with the nickname of the broken spear amusedly.

"Zhang Yange, I don't know what your relationship is with Lord Luoyang, if it weren't for Lord Luoyang's face today, I must know that I am not no one in Beimang!"

The entire Beimang rivers and lakes are very jealous of Liyang rivers and lakes.

Jealous that they are always talented, and the most popular among the young generation is Zhang Yange.

"Or the two of us practice?" Zhang Yange calmly proposed.

"You still have the heart to fight!" Luo Yang said angrily.

Deng Mao was about to speak, but he was afraid of displeasing Luoyang, so he endured it and didn't speak.

Zhang Yange glanced at him, turned his head to Luoyang and said, "Whether it is the chess sword Yuefu or the Tuoba Bodhisattva, they are not free! Once the Empress lets them come back, they can only go back!"

Hearing this, Luoyang's eyes lit up, and Deng Mao, who was a little dumbfounded, asked, "Why does the empress want to cooperate with you!"

"Shall I reason with her?" Zhang Yange said with a smile.

It took Deng Mao a long time to react, "You want to assassinate Your Majesty!"

"I'll beat him, you won't be unhappy." Zhang Yange turned his head to Luoyang and asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, a two-foot broken spear went straight to Zhang Yange's heart.

Zhang Yange raised his hand and was shocked, and the collapse was extremely strong.

almost let the broken spear in Deng Mao's hand get out of his hand, and he faced Zhang Yange with another spear.

This time the power of a spear was unusually terrifying.

With wind and thunder!

Luoyang put his hands behind his back, without any intention of interfering.

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