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Haoyue Ancestor only felt that the vitality around his body poured out, and without making a move, the powerful power of day turned into night, the whole person was full of weakness and haggardness, as if he was aging in an instant, and there was a feeling of heroic twilight.

He looked at the Divine Arrow Marquis in the distance, and said with resentment: "There is no more despicable person than you, Zhu Guangwu, you really hide your scheming, the cultivation of the five turns of the Wang Realm, you can be a low-key marquis for so many years, just to deliberately harm me at this time?"

"Hmph, what are you that deserve my attention?"

Zhu Guangwu's lips were slightly cold when he heard this, his eyes were full of disdain, and he sneered and mocked: "You and your idiot brother occupy the dragon vein of Qinghan Mountain, and no one is really moving?"

Haoyue Ancestor gritted his teeth and said angrily: "If it weren't for the injury, I would have killed you alone!"

Zhu Guangwu sneered mercilessly and shot back: "Before you do it, my uncle will definitely slaughter you first!"

"Haha, Zhu Guangwu, do you think you can kill me with these?" Haoyue Old Ancestor looked crazy, and the arrow in the center of his eyebrows seemed to be gradually depriving him of his vitality, but he was unmoved, looking up at Zhu Guangwu in the distance, his eyes were full of decisive murder: "Let me go, otherwise we will die together!"

After speaking, the power of the Eight Turns of Taiyin covered the entire mountains and rivers, and there was a great aura of destroying the world.

"Let's go!"

Zhu Guangwu knew that the Eighth Rotation Princely was powerful, and even if he blew up the origin power, he might not be able to bear it, so instead of being entangled like this, it was better to make a decision as soon as possible, wait for his uncle to come out of the customs, and then solve this old thing!

Haoyue Ancestor couldn't help laughing, this is the reliance of the Eighth Rank Prince, if you want to kill yourself, you must be prepared to withstand the possibility of the origin explosion, he dragged his tired and weak body and was about to leave, but a dark blue frost sword had already penetrated his chest.

Ye Leng Leng hung her head slightly, her long black hair like tassels, half-covering her good-looking cheeks, making her look a little cold, holding the Frost Cold Ancient Sword, and said coldly: "He let you go, but I don't agree!"

"You junior, look for death!"

Haoyue Ancestor was furious, his state of mind was already like madness, patience again and again, deception again and again, so that he, an old antique who had lived for thousands of years, could be said to have lost face, and he couldn't help but roar angrily, bursting out with strong strength, raising his hand to pull out the magic arrow in the center of his eyebrows, and the blood brought out stained the entire mountains and rivers.

The night is cold and fearless, holding the sword to meet it, but the petite body has an overwhelming momentum, the cloud sleeves are stretched is ten thousand bone-red petals swept in, and the frost and cold ancient sword is wrapped in the vast wind and frost, and the whole sky is crossed by the upper layer of wind and snow.

Hundreds of miles away from Qinghan Sect, when people looked up at the sky, they could see the petals and wind and snow scattered in the sky, covering people's sight, and they could only vaguely see the shadow of the woman holding a sword to cut through the sky, beautiful like a fairy, leaving a deep impression on people.

Several scholars from Beiyan who rushed to take the exam, looking at the figure that swept away, couldn't help but lose their minds suddenly, and their hearts were about to come out: "Its shape is also like a shocking Hong, graceful like a dragon." Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind. ”

A beautiful face, just like Roselle, is not an exaggeration.

The king realm is a transcendent realm, which can transcend the mundane, and the night is cold and cold and successfully advanced to the mortal realm, and the cheeks damaged by the divine light in the secret realm of the Great Wei have been repaired as a result.

The news is like the wind and snow of Beiyan, sweeping the whole Luzhou, those wealthy sons of the family, like vassal elegance of the talent, the good deeds do not know how many, after hearing about this matter also rushed to Luzhou, want to see the style of this fairy, but unfortunately the long road is slow, along the way is always changing.

Sometimes it's day, sometimes it's night, which makes people very angry.

However, the folk style of Beiyan is like this, the more bumpy and difficult the future, but it can stimulate the motivation for them to move forward, which is why the national strength of Beiyan is weak, but it can always stand in the Three Kingdoms without falling.

From the contours of the sunken earth, it can be seen that the original majestic mountains are uprooted and finally broken into stones all over the ground.

"This ...... Is this the fairy's means?" The son of the family who came to Beijing from Yandu looked at such a miserable scene in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched a little stiffly, and he said, "Why does it look a bit like a female devil!"

"This brother has just arrived!"

Although this place is desolate, it also gathers thousands of people, in addition to those who come to see the style of the stunning beauty, there are also many who come to watch this amazing battle, of course, there are also bad real businessmen, in the scene early set up a simple inn market, just to slaughter these wronged people.

"Brother, you just came, and you may not know about the whole thing, but it doesn't matter, I have a beautiful manuscript of the line-bound picture album here, and I will tell you the whole thing in its original form, as well as the fairy style written down by the Yandu Painting Holy Descendant himself, do you want to have a copy." ”

"Uh, how much?"

"No more, no less, it's enough to collect fifty spirit stones from you!"

"So many, why don't you grab it!"

"Little brother, you may not understand this, this level of battle, it is already good for you to see it in your life, not to mention the peerless demeanor of the fairy in it, this price is definitely not a loss!"

"Oh...... The young man thought about it, felt that it made sense, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay then!"

The young man took the album that cost a full fifty spirit stones, the binding was quite exquisite, and the cover was vigorously hung with a few big characters "The Ultimate Story of the Cold Fairy vs. the Perverted Old Demon", and he looked through it with joy.

"On the seventh day of the eleventh month of the year of Bingshen in Shangjing, the battle has lasted for three hundred and sixty-two days, and in this whole year, the fairy has become more and more courageous, and the strength of the perverted old demon has become more and more weak, and he has gradually gone to a disadvantage. ”

With the picture, the fairy slashed at the old demon with a sword, which shows the old demon's hideous and terrifying face, but it was just a coincidence that the sword light covered the fairy's face.

The boy thought it was a coincidence, and then looked down.

"On that day, the battle entered the white heat, the old demon changed the sky again, and the power of Taiyin swept the entire mountain and river. ”

With a picture, it's black and there's nothing.

The young man muttered in his heart, and patiently turned a few more pages.

"The perverted old demon realm is cultivated in the ancient and modern times, he is a Taoist-like figure in the Spring and Autumn Period, and now he is also one of the few old princes, but I have to say that he is sinister, and he kills such a beautiful and peerless fairy, and it should be the evil of my generation!"

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at the old demon with teeth and claws, and then looked at the little rabbit hiding in the corner and shivering, his face was blue with anger, and he threw the album directly on the ground, and he jumped like thunder, and shouted: "Bah, bastards, you liars! The whole book is either covered with sleeves or from the angle of painting, which always makes people unable to see the whole picture of the fairy, and the last one shows his face, you take a rabbit to lie to your father!"

The sons of the family who came from all over the world, spent fifteen spirit stones to buy the albums, almost all of them are this absurd and ridiculous situation, either they can't see their faces clearly, or they are replaced by cute rabbit images, of course, it is not that these businessmen deliberately trick people, but they can't see people's faces clearly, there is always a thin layer of hoarfrost covered, and the painter is really difficult to put down the pen.

"This little rabbit is really interesting. ”

The album was passed to Beiyan Shangjing, and the Queen Mother looked at the villain in the album, felt very interesting, pursed her lips and chuckled, and said: "This little apprentice received by Wu Nianzi is also an interesting person, he doesn't like splashing ink landscapes, but he only loves the illustrations of the album, but don't say it, it's really a little interesting." ”

Uncle Zhong bowed down beside him and said: "The landscape scroll is the Zen sound of the avenue, but the winding path is secluded, and no matter how good the album is, it is only a little Daoer after all." ”

"Uncle Zhong's words are wrong. ”

When the Empress Dowager heard this, she shook her head and said: "There are three thousand avenues, and the trail is also the way after all, maybe Wu Nianzi is because the mountains and rivers are difficult to get through, so she let her little apprentice find another way!"

Uncle Zhong remembered the painting master he met in Shangjing, who was really a strange woman, and praised him sincerely: "What Niangniang said is that Wu Nianzi has this ability!"

"She has this ability, I believe it!"

The Empress Dowager's slender fingers swept over the two people fighting in the album, her expression gradually became indifferent, her eyes narrowed slightly, she slapped the table hard, and shouted angrily: "But who can tell me, when did Li Haoyue, an old thing, have this kind of cultivation!

"Niangniang, it is indeed the dereliction of duty of the secret guard, and the subordinates will arrange for someone to carefully investigate!"

Uncle Zhong's face was also not good, thinking that it was only a few decades, Li Haoyue, who was only in the realm of princes and princes back then, has now cultivated the realm of the Eight Transformations Law, which is still under Beiyan's own nose, not to mention the distant Chu realm.

"No need!"

The queen mother gradually calmed down, lowered her eyes and looked at the little rabbit on the album, her eyes were faint, and she said with some meaning: "I was able to fight with Li Haoyue's old thing for more than a year, but instead of falling behind, I became more and more courageous, compared to Li Haoyue's old dog." Saying this, she swiped her finger over the little rabbit trembling in the corner, and said with a smile: "I love this cute little rabbit even more!"

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Some people think that the little rabbit is very cute, but some people think that this little rabbit is simply hateful!

Haoyue Ancestor has lived for thousands of years, and it is the first time he has seen such a dead-faced person, obviously he can't beat himself, but he still has to fight to the death, but he can't beat others, this kind of tangled cycle of problems made him uncomfortable for more than a year.

Every time you admit that you want to leave, people come to cut you with a sword, not to mention that you have to fight, it is like this to retreat without a fight is to weaken your prestige, he will not bear it, so he has to endure the impatience in his heart, gritting his teeth and continuing to fight.

It's just that in the past year or so, dozens of clothes have been broken, and the two of them know that the mountain is full of people watching the excitement, and they are all very tacit about the truce and half incense, tidying up their clothes. Sometimes the white-robed man who came with a lunch box to deliver the meal would also fight with him for the little girl, although the swordsmanship was very good, but the cultivation was really bad, and it was perfect to have the heartiness of fighting with the little girl. He wanted to take the opportunity to kill someone, but the man's escape skills like a red river and loaches were like hitting cotton and it was very uncomfortable.

"If you don't fight, can you stop fighting?"

Haoyue Ancestor is really tired, even if the prince is already extraordinary and doesn't need to sleep and eat, but this heart is really a little tired.

The night was cold and the white skirt was swaying, carrying a mountain with one hand, and was about to shoot over, when he heard the words, he stopped and asked, "Why?"

Although Haoyue Ancestor's robe is neat, his face always looks a little haggard, his eyes are dark circles, this whole year of uninterrupted fighting, he must always remain sober and vigilant, and anyone has to be haggard, just looking at the petite figure carrying the mountains in the cold night, his heart is bitter, and he said: "Young man, take care of the elderly, I'm really tired, let me go back and sleep well!"

"Don't!"

Ye Leng frowned coldly with two good-looking thin eyebrows, thought about it, and said, "I haven't played enough!"

For this battle, she has her own obsession, at first because of her anger at Xu Qingyun's injury, and then after a long battle, she gradually discovered that the foundation was unstable when she first entered the king realm, and slowly stabilized in this-for-tat battle, becoming more and more condensed and firm, and gradually accumulating experience against the enemy.

I have to say that a sparring partner like Lao Yue Lao Zu who is not weak and not particularly strong is definitely rare in the world, and she has to cherish the opportunity.

"Don't do it!"

Seeing that she was still not giving up, Haoyue Ancestor was a little sweaty and waved his hand and said: "Let's just disperse, you can't beat me, and I can't kill you!

Ye Leng insisted on his opinion, shook his head and said, "No! If you hurt Qingyun, I won't let you go!"

"That ......"

Haoyue Ancestor was really a little tired, gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll give you some compensation!"

"Compensation?"

Ye Leng tilted her head coldly, put down the mountain she was carrying casually, and with a bang, the earth trembled, but she blinked her eyes cutely, and asked curiously: "What compensation do you say first!"

This lord who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't scatter eagles, Haoyue Old Ancestor gritted his teeth angrily and said, "Thirty thousand high-grade spirit stones!"

Ye Leng thought about it coldly, shook his head and said, "It's too little, we are already princes, and it's useless to ask for that thing!"

"Three magic weapons, seven spiritual veins in Luzhou, and two properties in Beiyan Shangjing!"

"Chicken ribs, something useful!"

"Two Death Pills!" Haoyue Ancestor said with blood and tears in his eyes: "This thing is enough, if it doesn't work, the transaction will be stopped!"

Death Pill.

Ye Leng's eyes lit up, the second grade of the pill, I didn't expect this old thing to have this kind of thing, hesitated for a while, raised his hand and pointed to the ancient sword on his waist, and said, "The ancient sword in your hand is not bad!"

Haoyue Ancestor didn't bother to care, gritted his teeth and threw it over, saying, "Here you go!"

"I like your swordsmanship!"

"I ......"

He raised his hand and tapped his eyebrows, and the ten thousand sword techniques turned into a thought on his fingertips, and he flicked his fingers into the cold night, and suddenly felt lonely, and said: "Ten thousand sword techniques, all here, you are so self-conscious!"

Ye Leng Leng stretched out his hand to take the palm, looking at the sword technique like a point of light, his eyes were burning. (To be continued.) )