Grandmaster of Heroes

"South Australia has a **** cave, controlled by five grand masters, and such a book was unearthed at that site, which is different from your painting and description. It is a strange book that is burning all over."

"This book is invulnerable to swords and water and fire. I once met with my father. The book is quite divine and seems to have spirituality. Unless it has the power to suppress it, it will breathe fire near it. Several people have been burned to death by it. ."

"It is said that the five people have studied this for several years, and it seems that nothing has been researched. You should be clear about this matter, and you must not make any leaks."

In the quiet room, there were only a few people, no one was listening, and there was no information leakage. Yan Xuankong began to explain to several people.

A book of completely opposite nature might be unusual for the five grandmasters, and Xu Zhi felt heavy.

This is a waste product. What are you going to study? You are so idle. The practice of Qi and the magic in the ruins are basically two completely different products.

After swallowing, Xu Zhi felt that he could no longer think about this issue. If this kind of thing was leaked, he might be caught by the five people to study the slices, regardless of life and death, he would let him take out the ancient water element monarch magic book.

"Fortunately, you killed Mr. Gu Chuan, and there is one less leaked guy."

Yan Jinbai's decisive decisiveness made Xu Zhi lose the biggest source of leaks. For Zhichuan Xiaofu, Xu Zhi knew the most. The guy's mouth was broken, except for the first treasure hunt. Spit it out, under pressure, this guy leaked quickly.

For Xu Zhi, he also played a lot of sympathy cards, nagging a lot of past experiences. In him, Xu Zhi even saw a certain shadow of himself, relying on talent, stepping out of a small family, rising up, looking for something to climb. Relationship, not letting go of any trace of powerful opportunities.

The two have different personalities, different people, different relationships, different strengths, and different endings.

"You don't need to worry about Chen Yingzhuo, he is not clear anyway, saying that we are done without bringing it out."

"You saved his life, the baby is afraid of being extraordinary, how can you offset the split of this book."

Yan Jinbai said with great care, as the Yan family, there are also close relatives and sparseness, if he is just talking about things, he is right.

After checking Yan Jinbai's stability for a while, Yan Xuankong glanced at Xu Zhi and Gu Yuxi again, and nodded with satisfaction. The progress of the three was good, and the cultivation behavior was stable. With squeezing, the shakiness in the eyes of the three people gradually disappeared, and it became extremely clear.

"Grandpa, we took a lot of babies and killed several Chinese people. Why don't you seem to be too happy."

"Grandson, how can I be unhappy, how can I be very happy."

To Yan Jinbai, Yan Xuankong's face smiled into a chrysanthemum.

"Two days ago, your grandfather saw that you did not come out, and took the cicada wing knife to cut the stone grinding disk in angrily. The knife was almost a pill."

Ruan Fei unrelentingly exposes Yan Xuankong's true face, which makes Yan Xuankong a little bit angry and angry.

"This is God's will, so that in the future I will have no knife in my hand and a knife in my heart.

Half-sounding, he became proud again, looking at Ruan Fei straight.

"The old man said that when I had no sword in my hand, I could become a grand master with a knife in my heart. This is just right. One day I became a grand master. You are still a master cultivator, and you fight once a day."

"Haha, boss, you must be kidding, right? You~, lying trough."

After being swept away by Yan Xuankong, Ruan Fei simply lay on the ground and pretended not to die.

"Did you see that, leg knife, and beating people are also very fierce. You dare to say that Lao Tzu is a joke master. Haha, Ruan Fei, you are quite talented in fortune telling."

"Boss, my focus is to play once a day."

Yan Xuankong and Ruan Fei chatting and making trouble are reminding Xu Zhi of the broken sword in the dream world. After a few months, it is still cold, but I don’t know what material was cast. There is Yan Xuankong. Grandmaster, the research on knives is far more powerful than the general appraisers, maybe you can give some reference.

After thinking for a while, he lay on his head and took the broken knife out of the dream world.

"Master Yan, look at the good baby I found, a cold and cold knife."

"Broken knife, hum, the broken knife has a fart function, lying trough, died of life, how is this knife in your hand."

Yan Xuankong just turned his head, and his eyes saw what was on Xu Zhi's hand. He wiped his eyes vigorously and shook his head to make sure that what he saw was true.

"Isn't this Yelu Hongfei's bright knife?"

Suddenly I saw the tenth trumpet twisting the sixty large housekeeping weapon, Yan Xuankong felt that the world was crazy, and Yelv Hongfei was also a grandmaster anyway, please ask Xu Zhi, how did you start with a grandmaster? Grabbed the knife.

Picked up, I believe your evil, Yan Xuankong thought back, and suddenly remembered that a few months ago, Yelv Hongfei ran away from Hushan to take advantage, and he was slashed by his Lao Tzu, could it be so possible.

Between the moment of his thoughts, he only felt a moment of euphoria in his heart. Yelu Hongfei was much worse than him. His cicada wing knife could still be used several times. Yelu Hongfei wanted nothing.

"My people, I'm so happy today~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hey."

Seeing the more unlucky, Yan Xuankong felt more comfortable and felt that the sky was clear.

"This knife is good, good, good..."

Yan Xuan murmured in the mouth, took the bright knife, twisted it in his hand and waved a few times, the air gushed out, a thin blade of air condensed from the fracture, and made a snorting noise in the air.

The snow-white long blade slowly faded and became transparent.

"Well, it works, Yelv Hongfei, you're bad luck this time."

Yan Xuankong laughed, the air was violently and violently sprayed, and the coldness in the bright light knife was constantly driven out, but the kung fu of a quarter of an hour, such as a long white knife like ice and snow, became looming and transparent like flowing water.

"From now on, you will be called Cicada Sword, Haha, Xiao Xuzhi, you gave me the biggest surprise in my life, old man, old man, no, I'm too excited, I have to take a breath first, ha ha ha ha..."

Yan Xuankong twisted his long knife and stood on the open ground, making a burst of laughter from time to time. In the quiet room, the laughter kept echoing, and it seemed very infiltrating.

Xu Zhi's few people looked at each other, and there were not many things that could make a guru so disoriented.

"Your grandpa."

"It seems a little crazy"

Yan Jinbai didn't mind at all, and said Xu Zhi's second sentence directly.

"Just now the boss seems to have mentioned Yelv Hongfei, could this knife have anything to do with him."

Ruan Fei is also puzzled, and his knowledge is limited.

Yelv Hongfei does not hold weapons all day to make people watch, but there is very little chance of seeing the Grand Master fighting. What the opponent's knife looks like, it is not something he can understand.

"I tell you, hahaha~"

Yan Xuankong finally calmed down, looked at the knife in his hand, and couldn't stop laughing wildly.

The quiet room was filled with strange breath for a while.