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"Ah He, this time I will go down the mountain, and you will follow as a teacher."

The familiar voice woke Ye Shuangluo up again, and the young man nodded a little numbly.

He had reopened it so many times that his ears were almost calloused when he heard this.

(This time, it should be possible to end the special training)

Ye Shuangluo is completely sure, this is not blind confidence.

After all, last week, he was already standing on the top of the Immortal Mountain, after hundreds of rounds of battle with the "Immortal Man" Gu Qiancheng.

Because it consumes too much energy to force into the formation, it leads to a lack of energy and loses a move.

However, in the last week, he had already discovered the eye of the "Luo Sheng Demon Array".

I'll break it by the way this time.

......

Ye Shuangluo stood at the door in front of the door of the teahouse and suddenly stopped.

"Master, I'll deal with it first, please wait a moment."

After speaking, without waiting for Nangong Jian to react, the young man stepped into this teahouse.

In an instant, countless eyes fell on the young man's body.

There are curiosity, there are doubts, but more hostility.

As a sword demon in the Northland, Ye Shuangluo's body was naturally labeled as a "hillbilly in the Northland".

The boy had a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't care about these glances at all.

The Seven Tricks of the Magic Knife and the Magic Heart Trick

Bang, Bang, Bang.

One figure after another fell limply, and although there were no external injuries on the surface of their bodies, they were indeed dead.

Because their souls have been chopped to pieces.

"Demon Heart Technique" is the last move of the Seven Magic Knife Tricks created by Nangong Ji, and it is also the most special move among the seven moves.

Just because it is the only special move in the "Seven Tricks of the Magic Knife" that does not require a knife.

The soul turns into a knife and slashes the soul of the enemy.

Outside the door of the teahouse, Nangong Jian looked at the fallen figures one after another, and he couldn't be more familiar with this scene.

"Magic Heart! When did you learn this?

Ye Shuangluo did not answer this question, but found a small pot of tea and skillfully made a pot of tea.

"Master, please drink tea."

Feeling the murderous aura boiling around Nangong Ji, Ye Shuangluo did not choose to approach, but threw the cup full of tea over.

Under the coercion of internal force, the cup arrived in front of Nangong Ji smoothly.

He sneered, without the slightest idea of losing face to Ye Shuang, waved his sleeves and slapped the cup back.

"You kid is scheming, I'm afraid that you will be poisoned, but I don't dare to drink the tea you made, so you might as well keep it for yourself."

Leaf

Frost drew his knife in an instant, and caught the flying teacup with the blade at the front.

The

teacup seemed to stick to the blade of the knife, and the tea slanted down, all flowing into the boy's mouth.

After drinking all the tea, Ye Shuangluo poured another cup from the cup next to him and threw it over again.

"I've already taken a drink, Master, can you rest assured?"

"Hmph."

Nangong Ji snorted coldly, but he didn't refuse the tea handed over by the young man again, raised his hand and picked up the teacup and took a sip, looking at the strange and familiar stupid apprentice with his spare eyes.

The fight between the two just now seems simple, but in fact, it is secretly murderous.

When Nangong Ji threw the teacup back, he used internal force to wrap it and throw it back, the purpose was to probe the bottom of Ye Shuang's fall.

Who knew that he actually caught it lightly, and used the same technique to throw the teacup over again.

(What's the matter with this kid?) The internal force suddenly became so pure and strong that it was faintly above me.

Ye Shuangluo, who had reopened many times, naturally knew what the other party was thinking, and he was just wondering why his internal strength was so pure and strong.

The reason is very simple, every time he reopens, he will superimpose all the internal force before his last death.

After going through an unknown number of reopenings, his internal strength can already compete with that "Immortal Man".

On the other side, after Nangong Ji finished drinking tea, he went out without saying a word and continued to hurry.

Ye Shuangluo shrugged his shoulders, got up and followed quickly.

......

On

the roof of an inn at night, a middle-aged man was releasing the carrier pigeon in his hand with a solemn face.

He wanted to inform the principals of the various sects and families in Zhongzhou that in addition to the out-and-out monster of the "Northland Sword Demon" Nangong Ji.

There is another little monster who is young and whose strength is already unfathomable.

After sending all the carrier pigeons out, the man looked at the starry sky a little lonely.

They have always prided themselves on being outstanding people and are the center of this world.

But in the north, there were Tianjiao figures such as Nangong Ji, the "Northland Sword Demon", and now there is Tang Jiahe, a sword demon who is blue and better than blue.

Luck in the world... Is it really still concentrated in Midstate?

They dared to say this before because they were the first person in the world: Gu Qiancheng, the "Immortal Man", was a native of Zhongzhou.

As a "Immortal Man" who is one person and one sword, overwhelming the two Jiazi in the world, and any genius is eclipsed in front of him, Gu Qiancheng is the belief of all Zhongzhou people.

However, he is about to soar.

The throne of the number one in the world is about to be vacated.

Soon, it will belong to the mud legs of the Northlands.

This is unacceptable to the noble Zhongzhou family and sect.

The most devastating thing for men is that people who practice martial arts can generally live for more than 150 years.

Nangong Ji is only in his 90s this year, even if his peak is not like that of the "Immortal", which can last until he is more than 150 years old.

But at least until he is 130 years old, he can definitely occupy the first place in the world.

The point is, even if his strength is not at his peak due to physical reasons.

His apprentice could completely replace him and become the first person in the world.

The young man named Tang Jiahe is only in his 20s this year, and he will be in his 60s after 40 years.

Could it be that the throne of the first place in the world will be occupied by the group of mud legs in the north for more than 100 years?

He is unwilling, really unwilling!

Just as he was thinking, a voice suddenly sounded behind the man.

"The first... Forget it, I forgot the first few times.

As

soon as the man said a word, his head flew high.

The poisoning and assassination he relied on were like jokes in front of the young man.

Ye Shuangluo can't remember how many times he has been killed.

But for sure, this is the last time.

Looking at the dead man, the young man held up his head with the blade of his knife and said with a kind smile:

"Don't worry, you won't be alone or lonely."

You don't have to worry about the treatment of the family and sect in Zhongzhou.

Because I'm going to send them all down to be with you.

Ye Shuangluo's eyes looked at the few carrier pigeons that had not yet flown away, and through them, he had already seen countless sects and families.

"Gu Qiancheng... Wait for me, I'll fix it as soon as I can, and then I'll go to you. "