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Zhou An held a wooden sword and hung in the air. A body of immortal sword intent spread a hundred zhang away, and his expression was calm. A faint pressure appeared in the hearts of the demon clan youths present, this human race was really good.

Bai Yu's face changed slightly, the human race has such an existence. The demon clan is afraid that it will not be able to destroy the human race, and how many of the peers in the world can be so indifferent under the pressure of many demon clans.

Qingmeng was thousands of feet away, and his eyes showed a strange brilliance. It turns out that her peers who have always been afraid of her, some people are really not afraid.

Croak......

The sky suddenly darkened, and a crow chirped.

Qingmeng was far away, and he felt tired. Wuxiang slapped Qingmeng on the shoulder, and Qingmeng immediately came back to his senses.

"What a terrible illusion," Bai Yu said softly

Montenegro sat in his position with a sluggish face, and it took a while to come to his senses. The dark face turned pale for a while.

Zhou felt a change in the scenery around him, and immediately urged the sword intent. Looking at the huge crow in the sky with a surprised face, this illusion is really powerful.

"It's good to come"

Zhou An toed a little, and the whole person rushed to the sky.

There are few crows that have turned into the body in the sky, and they flap their wings lightly. A whirlwind appeared, and countless black feathers appeared.

As soon as the black feathers left the body, they began to burn. Under the condensation of the whirlwind, a black fire dragon appeared.

The ten-zhang-sized black dragon roared and crashed towards Zhou An.

Montenegro stood up in shock and looked at the battle in the sky. This move is difficult even for him next.

I don't know if Zhou An has any way to break it, and Montenegro has a worried look on his face.

Zhou An carried the sword box on his back, and the sword qi on his body was released. The whole person and the sword qi merged, and a flying sword the size of ten zhang appeared.

The sword and the black fire dragon met, and countless black feathers began to break in mid-air.

Feathers began to rain with flames and scattered sword intent, and for a moment the two were at a stalemate.

The western courtyard was over, and the girl in colorful clothes looked calm when she saw the sword qi and feathers.

Powerful feathers fell into the pavilion, and a burst of multicolored light appeared. The feathers turned into dust and disappeared, and the scattered immortal sword intent turned into a small sword and stabbed fiercely.

The girl in colorful clothes stretched out her right hand and stretched out her fingers. The small sword was clamped, and the sword qi dissipated with a little force.

In the pavilion in the east, Montenegro had no intention of making a move. Qingguang was holding a peach, looking curious.

Bai Yu, who was dressed in white, hated iron and steel. A fan appears on the cuff, and the left hand is lightly fanned. The sword qi and the black feather met and were blown away by a gust of wind.

The elephant in the south looked at the pig Shao, with an expression that should be taken action. The horse-faced young man looked dignified, and Niu Feng looked at the ground seriously.

Pig Shao stood up, and a nine-toothed nail rake appeared in his hand. The nail rake suddenly became larger in Zhu Shao's hand, and he gently turned the nail rake.

The sword qi was scattered and flew away, but the black feathers roasted the nail rake red. The pig scolded and scolded, looking unhappy.

In the pavilion in the north, Hei Xin looked seriously at the battle in the sky, and Jiuyou and Qianqian whispered.

Leopard Shao and Silver Moon Wolf Shao were having a heated discussion, as if they hadn't seen the attack of the sword qi.

The lion clan lion boy in a golden robe stretched out his fist. A punch was thrown, and the sword qi and feathers dissipated. Feeling an immortal sword intent, the lion clan's lion young face was solemn.

This young generation of the Zhou clan is destined to be the great enemy of the human race in the future. I just don't know why there is no demon saint to make a move.

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Xirong Immortal City, the duel in the sky is still going on. Zhou Feixiong stared at the duel in the sky, puzzled for a while and happy for a while.

Zhou Xing's hands were behind his back, looking at the yellow sand in the distance. There are few people in the heavenly duel that Xirong can meddle in, and the younger generation has no chance of winning except Zhou Wu.

Suddenly, a white-clothed figure walked out of the yellow sand in the distance. Dressed in white, he still holds a book in his hand.

Zhou Xing's face was solemn, and his figure disappeared in place.

The white-horned star king in the sky watched the fight with relish. It's been a long time since the human race has been able to fight such a fierce battle at this age, but the people around him are too ugly.

The three elders of the Zhou clan, who were already blind, looked at the Star Monarch of the Protoss in front of him with a smile on their faces.

"Zhou Ren, can you not look at me. Otherwise, I'll beat you up." The White Horned Star Monarch said viciously

Zhou Ren said with a sincere face: "Lord Xingjun, how can I be blind and see it! Seeing that Xingjun is lonely, I have no choice but to accompany him." ”

The White Horn Star Monarch looked unhappy, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't win against the two of you. How can you have a good day under the holy realm, it's really troublesome.

At the foot of the mountain, Zhou Xingpan sat on the pale yellow earth, watching the arrival of the young man in white.

After a while, the young man in white appeared in front of him. He has horns on his forehead and a calm face.

"Bai Ze Demon Saint, how can you have time to come to my Xirong. Could it be that the Great Elder of Shanrong really bullied you?" Zhou Xing said softly

Bai Ze's face changed slightly, and he scolded: "Why are you so smart from your own clan! Many of my plans have failed. You are a demi-saint, how could you give birth to a son who defeated my sheep clan!"

Zhou Xing frowned slightly, only one of his five sons was outside. It seems that Zhou An has already gone to the demon clan, but when did Xiao An's strength become so strong.

Bai Ze was still scolding, not caring at all that Zhou Xing's face had changed.

Zhou Xing sighed lightly and stretched out his hand. A powerful aura appeared, but Bai Ze, who was just a clone, turned pale.

"Why do you say you are doing this, even your own body in Xijon can't help me. A clone, isn't it looking for death!" Zhou Xing said softly

Bai Ze stood up hard and glanced at Zhou Xing. This nasty guy has really established his own formation in Xijon.

"If you don't do a good thing, if you don't do it, I'll find someone else. ”

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In the Southern Barbarian Vermilion Bird City, a Chu madman dressed in yellow watched the battle on the altar.

A huge Suzaku was sleeping on the ground, and countless new images appeared in its eyes. On the right eye, the fight between Zhou An and the young man with the sheep beard is reflected.

"Unexpectedly, the young master of the sheep clan is not his opponent. It seems that Xijon can no longer attack, and can only wait for the opportunity. Chu madman said softly

Suzaku sent out a soul fluctuation and asked, "Little madman, is it really so interesting to master the human race?"

"Of course, it's a lot of fun to fight people. What's more, it's a unified human race. The madman Chu replied softly.

"It's good if you're happy, you won't live long anyway. Suzaku said softly

The madman Chu didn't speak, looking at the second battle. This third son of Xirong is really not simple.

On the city wall, Xia Wencheng, dressed in red, was holding a bamboo slip in his hand. He looked at the altar with a worried face, his eyes gentle.

"What kind of person is Zhou An?" Sister Xia," Feng Rou asked seriously

Xia Wencheng came back to his senses with a helpless expression. A friend likes his brother-in-law, and of course he can't come up with an idea.

But thinking of what Zhou An did, even though she was full of poetry books. I can't single out any reason, isn't it normal for an excellent young man to be liked!

"There are some things that you need to see for yourself. Someone else's advice is useless. ”

Feng Rou looked hesitant, just wondering why she liked Zhou An.