The atmosphere in the hall was strange and the needles could be heard, and Split Cloud Most's face was flushed with anger, looking around for Changfeng Most, the culprit who had taught his sister badly.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Changfeng Most had already sneaked to the door of the hall, but was still discovered by Split Cloud Most!

"Little bunny, stop me!"

Cracked Cloud Most burst into a loud shout, which shook everyone's ears, and Changfeng Most dared to stand still and escaped in a puff of smoke.

He now regrets wanting to hit the wall, but there is no regret medicine, and he is happy to want to hit the wall, but escaping is the first priority, if he is caught by his father now, he must be beaten half to death!

Ahem!

After the explosion, the hall was still quiet, the embarrassed Duke of Greek was worried that there was no step down, Duke Greek coughed lightly, attracted everyone's attention, and said: "Duke Most, don't be angry, love is indeed very personal, I like it, my son likes it more, I don't know if Lord Most is willing to marry my Greek family, as long as she wants, I guarantee that she will be the future Duchess of Greck!"

The embarrassed Split Cloud Most met the steps, and was a little overjoyed, and was about to say a few words, and then promised this family affair to turn the current embarrassing and humiliating situation into a happy engagement banquet, when Ziyue Most, who was flirting with Ani Greck, moved her ears and heard this sentence, although it was not loud, but it was like a bolt from the blue to her!

There is nothing to describe her anger at this time, she has already left her anger, only for a moment she has the idea of killing Duke Greck, and does not hide her killing intent at all, the cold killing intent runs through the entire banquet hall, although it is faint, it alarms all the nobles who have cultivated their fighting spirit, and all the noble lords attending the meeting today are people who have cultivated fighting spirit or have magical cultivation, her killing intent alarmed everyone, and the eyes of all the nobles were focused on her for a moment.

However, the killing intent was not the only aura that was exposed, she had only been born for a year, but the innate true qi that had been refined for nearly two years was about to move with the murderous aura, and a kind of coercion that only the Sword Saint had stirred the audience.

Relying on her recently, more than a dozen aristocratic lords and children were shocked by the coercion and fell to the ground, spitting back blood, and the individual internal fighting spirit was dormant like an autumn cicada, no matter how he moved, he did not have the slightest reaction, and the trembling and trembling with poor willpower did not dare to have the idea of resisting on the ground.

Ziyue slowly stood up and raised her head, like a awakened beast, staring at Duke Greck with a cold gaze like a wolf and a vulture, like a hunting demon wolf and eagle vulture, her sleeves fluttered without wind, and a few strands of hair that had never been gathered floated as if she had lost her weight, and her aura was like that of a sword saint.

Duke Frey Greck is a magician, although the body of a magician is stronger than that of ordinary people, it can only be described as weak compared to the Swordmaster, and distance is the first and necessary prerequisite for the magician to defeat the Swordmaster.

Now he is only five steps away from the furious Purple Moon, even fifty steps, his odds of victory will not exceed forty percent, in the face of sudden unexpected changes, just like the killing intent of Purple Moon Most, who is only one year old but suddenly bursts out with the momentum that a sword master can have, Frey Greck feels the danger of death like a helpless civilian.

He almost subconsciously stepped behind SplitCloud Most, SplitCloud Mostt is the Great Sword Master, and the only one who can save him here and now is SplitCloud Most.

At the moment when he started to dodge, just like the attack he would suffer if he retreated from the fierce beast, the Mithril Purple Gold Flower wand was swung down by the user through the air, and the dazzling purple gold flower golden light broke away from the wand and exploded like lightning.

The change of a qiē would not take more than two seconds, and Duke Frey Greck's dodge caused the attack of the purple moon to be less than half a second, as the Great Sword Saint Split Cloud Most fully demonstrated his adaptability as a Great Sword Master, and when the Mithril Purple Gold Flower wand swung down, he had already stepped in front of Duke Frey Greck, and at the same time threw a punch.

Even if he was facing his own daughter, he could only throw this punch, Frey Greck couldn't die, at least not in his Duke Most's Palace, even if he would kill his youngest daughter, he could only do this, but when he punched, he collected four points of strength and only used sixty percent of his fighting energy.

Sixty percent of the fighting qi of a great sword saint is more than enough to deal with the fighting qi of a sword master, and the fighting qi of this punch of Split Cloud Most collided with the purple gold flower-like fighting qi and spread out into a shock wave, but the purple moon in the rage did not just swing an attack and then stop.

Just when Split Cloud Most dispersed the purple gold flower-like fighting qi and the shock wave had not spread, a small figure wrapped in a five-colored elemental aura broke through the shock wave, and the Mithril Purple Gold Flower wand inlaid with ruby was handed out, and in front of it was Split Cloud Most's stunned face!

The moment she broke through the shockwave and made a move, Ziyue discovered this situation, she had to take back this staff, the Mithril Purple Gold Flower Wand was faintly detectable, and the innate true qi infused in the wand flowed into the body backwards, the meridians were torn, the viscera was injured, and the throat couldn't help but be sweet, Ziyue knew that she had suffered a lot of internal injuries, and she laughed bitterly at herself, she was a one-year-old child, and she couldn't afford to hurt this injury.

However, if things are not too bad so far, it is just a matter of cultivation for two or three years, the Great Sword Saint's reaction ability is excellent, and it is Split Cloud Most, who has been killed on the battlefield for a long time, just when Ziyue forcibly withdrew his innate true qi and was injured, Split Cloud Most, who also felt the threat of death, broke out.

Only in an instant, the five-color elemental aura was added, and the furious fighting energy of the Great Sword Saint spurted out from the body, and it really swept in all directions, Ziyue bore the brunt of it, her small body flew upside down like a kite with a broken line, and before her body landed, a mouthful of reverse blood had already spurted out, and the reverse blood was shocked into a blood mist by the violent fighting qi as soon as it exited, and Ziyue's body flew backwards under this blood mist, as if flying over the poignant gate of death, she hit the wall, with a bang, and like a dead corpse, she fell weakly to the floor, her small head was crooked, her body twitched and twitched, and the red and viscous blood gurgled out of her mouth, and soon wet half of her body

"Magician, find a healing magician," was the sad cry of the Duchess of Most

A sad feeling shrouded Zhao Zifeng, in his previous life, he had a sad life, there was not much to be proud of in his nineteen years of life, there was no brilliant experience, and he was even a virgin, and finally he was killed by the thunder, because he died too fast, he didn't even have time to review his life, and he was not qualified to be sad.

In this life, he was born with wisdom and is different, and he has fulfilled his innate true qi, but he is sad that he is a daughter.

He has no one to talk to, and he doesn't even have a chance to vent his feelings, now it's okay, it's all over, it's only a year, today is his first birthday after his birth, the first birthday that someone celebrates for him, he was originally very repulsed, but when he was dying, he suddenly found that he still had a warm feeling in his heart.

This feeling includes the selfless care of my mother's plain and elegant, and the love of my brother and sister Changfeng and the stars and autumn falls

It's over, is there a next time? He didn't know, maybe there would be, maybe it wouldn't be again.

This time, he should see Niu Tou Ma Mian and drink Meng Po soup, but he doesn't regret doing it, rather than accept the fate of fucking, it is better to die like this.

The physical body no longer felt pain, he found that he didn't know when he became a silver ball of light again, the difference was that he was in a purple space, the second difference was that there was a drop of crystal light emitting a five-colored light around him, and there was an innate true qi constantly pouring into this purple space, surrounding the innate true element, assimilating into a part of the innate true element, Zhao Zifeng's previous idea came true, this change was like the collapse of a white dwarf.

Zhao Zifeng regained his mood, he knew that he had died again, only this time he had not lost anything except his body, he had not lost any of his innate true qi after nearly two years of penance, he made up his mind: he would leave after collecting his innate true qi, as for whether he would go to the underworld involuntarily after leaving, or wander in the world without receiving heaven and earth, and choose an opportunity to be reborn that is a matter for the future.

He controlled his spiritual body to get close to the innate true yuan, and it was easy to inhale the innate true yuan into the spiritual body, as if he had eaten the Ten Perfection Great Tonic Pills.

Zhao Zifeng felt that as the innate true yuan was digested, his spiritual body began to grow and grow rapidly, and when that drop of innate true yuan was digested, Zhao Zifeng was surprised to find that his spiritual body had become a hazy humanoid form, and his hands, feet, head, and body all appeared in vague shapes, and his body was wrapped with the ethereal innate true qi that bloomed with five colors of light.

A flash of spiritual light flashed, and the self-created cultivation method instinctively operated, constantly improving in the operation, and the innate true qi wrapped around the Yuan Shen was absorbed, becoming the nutrients for the growth of the Yuan Shen, and his Yuan Shen became condensed.

Zhao Zifeng fell into the first epiphany in his life in the ups and downs of his life, and perfected the cultivation method of refining the qi and transforming the gods.

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