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But at this moment, a strange movement interrupted the atmosphere.

"Boom—"

The roar in the Heavenly Valley was like thunder, spreading to every corner.

Such a battle naturally attracted the attention of many strong people.

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On the star platform, the showers are all over the sky, and the sword intent is horizontal!

Concubine Yu Jue and Xue Qianlan were shrouded in that endless artistic conception, making people unable to see the truth.

All the monks below held their breath and stared intently, for fear of missing the slightest opportunity.

This is another wonderful battle between Xu Yuefan and Dugu Wufeng, the former is boundless, and the latter has an extraordinary artistic conception. Two unfamiliar names gradually occupied everyone's hearts and minds, bringing them a strong shock!

Unfortunately, however, the fight between the two sides did not last long, and after only ten breaths, they each stopped and retreated to their original positions, apparently not intending to fight for their lives.

"Ten breaths have passed, thank you for the teaching. ”

Xue Qianlan arched his hand lightly and turned to leave, like fog and snow in the ice, without a trace of fire.

Looking at the slightly rickety back, Concubine Yu muttered to herself: "This person's sword intent is to enter the Tao with demons, almost like a god, but he is willing to be a slave, and his life of sword dao stops here, it's a pity." ”

Not only Concubine Yu, but other strong people who paid attention to this battle also thought the same way.

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Back on the side of Tianmen, Xue Qianlan was not warmly welcomed, but the women cast strange glances and even shame.

Xue Qianlan didn't seem to be aware of this situation, just glanced at the women lightly, and walked into the distance by himself.

"Hmph! It's just a slave in the middle of the door, what is there to be proud of!"

"It's just that I thought I was so great, and I didn't just stick to it for ten breaths. ”

"You can't say that, that person is the number one master of the righteous path of the rivers and lakes, and the strong man of the peak of the heavenly path. ”

"So what, he's not a slave of our Heavenly Gate yet!"

"That is, Tianmen has always only accepted female disciples, but now it has taken in a man in Tianmen, I really don't know what the palace master thinks. ”

"Hey, be careful when you speak, I heard that this man is the father of the palace master. ”

"What!?

"How can the palace master make his father a slave, this is a big rebellion!"

"Shut up!"

The women exchanged their heads, and the head woman scolded with a cold face: "The matter of the palace master, how can you wait for you to discuss it without permission! The person who said the matter just now will think about it on his own after he goes back, and if he commits it again in the future, he will not be spared!"

"Senior Sister Junyu forgives ...... sins"

The women Nuo Nuo lowered their heads, not seeing the sneer that Jun Yuzui Sect had raised.

After a break, the rest of the high-platform battles were staged again, and many Heavenly Dao masters sprung up one after another.

It's a pity that none of the battles can sway the emotions of the monks.

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It's a pity! It's a pity! A generation of great kendo masters has been buried since then!

On the Youtian Feng, Dugu Wufeng sat cross-legged on the ground with a gloomy face, and there was an unspeakable anger and regret in his heart.

Beside him, Hou Junlou patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm very depressed, isn't it? A good swordsman, but he was ruined by the group of girls in Tianmen, it's really God's eyes!"

"If you have other thoughts in your heart, why should you use a sword? ”

Dugu Wufeng closed his eyes, and the Nine Refining Array in front of him let out a low moan, as if he was wailing for Xue Qianlan.

The swordsman has the pride and backbone of the swordsman, Hou Junlou understood what the other party said, he nodded lightly: "It's when people are weak, and the seven emotions and six desires are people's weaknesses, haven't we all experienced it?" The only thing that is fortunate is that we are now outside it, and this person is in it." ”

Dugu Wufeng was silent, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

When Hou Junlou saw this scene, he turned away and said, "By the way, Sword Old Demon, how do you feel injured now? Don't miss the big thing." ”

Speaking of this, Hou Junlou felt irritated for no reason: "You obviously know that Li Yuefan has a shallow relationship with the old man, and he is still an important chess piece arranged by His Holiness, so you actually have a real relationship with him." ”

"No ......

Hearing Dugu Wufeng's tepid answer, Hou Junlou said angrily: "Thick skin, I see that you are fine, but you have a brain problem, hmph! Poor my son-in-law, I have fought with you and been bullied by the thief of the Holy Word, it almost blew my lungs, if I don't promise the Extreme Sword Venerable not to make a move, Lao Tzu will have to fight with him." ”

"Desperate?"

Dugu Wufeng said with a disdainful face: "When did you become so bloody, and you are still fighting with Dazun, I think you are looking for death!"

"You ......"

Hou Junlou's words were choked, and he snorted: "You don't have to say that to me, you know that sooner or later I will have an end with that thief woman...... But then again, Li Yuefan's potential is much beyond our imagination, he can actually carry the palm of the Great Venerable, and now he has the protection of the Nameless Dazun, and if he pretends to be timely, he will definitely be able to achieve the position of the Great Venerable. ”

"If he still has a life, let's talk about it until that day. ”

Dugu Wufeng's words made Hou Junlou speechless.

Everyone can see that the Great Venerable of the Holy Word is determined to kill Li Yuefan, and in the future, he will kill step by step, if it is not protected by the Nameless Venerable, Li Yuefan is afraid that he will be crushed if he finds it. Around like this, the nameless Dazun Yuanshou is approaching, and he can't protect Li Yuefan for long.

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On the Tibetan Heavenly Peak, the yellow sand suddenly breathed, enveloping the temple of the Great Venerable.

In the depths of the hall, the nameless Dazun sat in the air, a colorful butterfly fluttered on his chest, transformed into a virtual image, and looked closely, it was actually a woman's figure.

The morning sun and evening dew are different, and the white head is different from others.

This love world can be proven, and there is no word in my heart.

"Kid, I'm coming to see you again......"

Looking at the phantom, the Nameless Venerable smiled slightly, and his originally empty eyes gradually brightened, as if he had really seen something.

In this life, there are always one or two memories worth cherishing, whether beautiful, sour, regretful, or regretful...... That is the sustenance of the soul, but also the attachment to the past.

"Child, this is the last time I look at you......"

The nameless Dazun gently touched his fingers, and the colorful butterfly on his chest trembled slightly, blooming with a gorgeous brilliance, like a beautiful outpouring, inexhaustible, inexhaustible.

The nameless heart had died more than three hundred years ago, and today, he was finally willing to let go.

When he put it down and was about to leave, a strong sense of death permeated the entire hall.

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After a while, the colorful butterfly slowly stopped, turning into a golden bone butterfly flower and landing on the palm of the nameless Dazun, still shining and colorful.

"Venerable, Protector Li has arrived. ”

Outside the hall, the voice of the cause sounded, and the nameless Venerable reined in his emotions.

"Let him in!"

"Yes. ”

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