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The young man stared at Tai Han sword, on the other hand, the black-robed man was the same, like lin dai enemy, they looked towards Long Kaishan, basically did not see Tai Han Sword Master.

Being stationed on the ground, the black-robed man turned his head and said in a trembling voice: “Help me . . .”

As soon as he was about to move forward, Tai Han sword suddenly pulled out, flew into the air, fell down again, this time directly pointing at the black-robed man on the back of his neck, this time seeing everyone glaring wide-eyed, as if living together with a demon.

Prince Wu was trying to swing his sword to stop him, but Tai Han was really too fast.

Ugh!

The black-robed man was pierced, his body trembled for a moment, completely helpless, fresh blood flowed from the blade, the black-robed man died without closing his eyes, full of terrible eyes.

“Devil . . . Demons . . .”

A black-robed man with a trembling body stared at Tai Han, and on the other hand, the black-robed man was also intimidated.

A sword capable of killing sword people, why is it scary in the night?

They were all high-ranking gangsters, going south to north for so many years, never met such a sword?

The young man tried to pretend to be calm, and raised his voice and shouted: “Which high man, who is not even incarnated, the pseudo-demon god?”

Tai Han sword flew to the middle of the air, the tip of the sword pointed at the male prince, the moonlight was extracted by the blade, the male prince wu was all over the man, feeling the fear before.

On the mountain, Long Kai was on the top, Jiang Changsheng stood upright here, on his shoulders occupied Bai Long, at night the cold wind blew him black hair, he looked down at the mountain, the lawless fog blocked his gaze, his gaze was so cold.

His cultivation was getting higher and higher, his natural senses were stronger, and now he could feel the whole Dragon Mountain, so there was a group of rippling qi legs approaching at the foot of the mountain, he came here, saw the struggle below, also heard their conversation.

Those black-robed people and the Demon King were very similar, looking at their costumes, considering that they had recently destroyed the Demon City!

Also dare to come to Long Khoishan, it’s not a coincidence!

Jiang Changsheng let out a cold sigh, and executed the Sword Of Determination, the sword was moved.

Hovering in the middle of the sky Tai Han sword instantly killed, the young prince of Wu immediately jumped up, but he was killed behind him by Tai Han sword, blood splattered.

The high-speed Tai Han sword revolved around, killing each person in black, the target was not just the male prince of Wu, the male prince of Wu swung the sword and slashed away, the blade that hit the Tai Han sword above was immediately broken by a powerful force.

He took ten steps back, his eyes filled with disbelief.

“It’s powerful . . . How is it possible . . .”

The young man was terrified, he was the ultimate master after all, but feeling the Tai Han sword above the qi leg, he was filled with a sense of defeat in his heart.

Day and night are different!

It wasn’t until three breaths later, half of the black-robed man died, falling at the foot of the mountain on the long way, the white-robed man stood in the distance, silently watching, the mask covering her face, but according to her trembling body clearly inside she was not calm.

The young prince of Wu bit his teeth, and once again tried to strike, Tai Han’s sword suddenly accelerated, piercing a black-robed man in the chest, Fu Yao, in the night sky, through a perfect arc, straight towards the southern prince of Wu.

The young man was terrified, the high speed swung the sword, the qi leg followed the blade, forming a naked eye that could see the protective ring qi, but the Tai Han sword directly smashed the protective ring qi, piercing his chest.

“Infuriating . . .”

The young man then staggered, stabbing the great sword on the ground, supporting his body.

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Ugh!

Tai Han’s sword came from behind, piercing his throat.

Basket!

He knelt one foot on the ground – he didn’t close his eyes, but he didn’t fall, leaning against his body, his head drooping, fresh blood like a small stream.

Seeing him die, the rest of the black-robed man threatened to crack his heart, rushing to flee, Jiang Changsheng had no intention of letting go of them, Tai Han continued to fight.

In the darkness below, a trail of light on the long road raged, on the awning flying fast, killing each person in black.

In the distance, a group of black crows were coming, the speed was getting faster and faster.

Jiang Changsheng frowned, muttering: “Good qi.”

He controlled the Tai Han sword back.

The farther away the Taiyuan sword was from him, the smaller the intensity manipulation, the closer the damage was to a little bit.

Tai Han sword stood at the white-robed person in front of him, looking at this sword, the white-robed person was extremely urgent.

She couldn’t understand this sword, it was still him, he had a master.

She remembered Long Khoi in the legendary Longevity Leader, heard that Long Initiation School Leader, who was a mortal fairy, fourteen years old, could kill the peak master.

At this moment, she saw a group of black crows flying, like fish to the river.

The white-robed man opened his mouth at this time and said: “Senior, the opponent is the Demon Master, entering the peak of thirty years, perhaps he has advanced a step, can’t be disdained.”

No matter what, she could only rely on this sword at the moment.

The black crow flew to the white-robed man at the top of his head, and began to spin around, and a resounding sound sounded: “I don’t think there is a Heavenly Dragon.”

The top of the mountain above, a place in the pavilion.

Qing Chen’s eyes widened, and he quickly inched forward.

In the palace, the darkness on the great hall opened a pair of eyes, these eyes were green, it was not long, these eyes were closed again.

“There’s Theosophy too? Could it be that this person is also Theosophy?”

Jiang Changsheng thought quietly.

All right.

Lazily asked a lot, killed.

Jiang Changsheng didn’t want to go to understand who was behind the scenes controlling all of this, instead of killing one, just the level of the harvest that was rewarded by survival.

Wanting to kill this person, it is not enough just to rely on the Decisive Sword, after all, the distance is a little far.

Jiang Changsheng jumped up, dissipating in the fog inside.

The black crow spun around, and Tai Han struggled, and under the night sky, there were only black crows left.

“Why don’t you embody, you people, you have to have an explanation!”

The other mystically sounded again.

The white-robed man suddenly heard the sound of footsteps behind her, she unconsciously turned her head to look back, a picture with her met briefly, she on the only mask revealed two eyes that saw a picture not compared to the beautiful youth.

Jiang Changsheng!

A set of blue Daoists Jiang Changsheng on the side wore a sword sheath, in his bare grip, and on his shoulders, he also turned around to grab a White Serpent head, so the image of the white-robed person couldn’t help but be dismayed, his body tensed, he did not dare to move.

Jiang Changsheng looked ahead at the black raven sky, opened his mouth and said, “What do you want?”

French eyesore!

He had seen hidden in the crows inside the body, it was a middle-aged black man, with messy hair, hanging in the night sky, like a ghost, a little horror.

The black-robed man evaluated Jiang Changsheng, and said coldly: “You are not Qingyue, are you the last few years of the resounding reputation of The Taoist?”

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, “Long live, forget it!”

He suddenly released his body, one foot stomped in the night sky around the crows, one leg carried like ten thousand tons, gradually dispelled the crows, like an illusion, the black robe of the male body was revealed, his face changed, At this time, Huy Huy struck.

Counting not all the pictures using the haizhi island paint, the black robe did not even come in time to maneuver the air leg, and was immediately hit.

“I —— ”

The black robe flew backwards, flew out more than ten feet away, slammed on the city wall, crashed into the wall collapsed in one piece, rubble flew.

He struggled to fall to the ground, only to feel his entire body and bones crumble, his hands trembling against the ground, and a large gulp of fresh blood was spewed in his mouth.

He subconsciously raised his head to look at Jiang Changsheng, his eyes widened, and in his eyes a sword rushed forward, getting bigger and bigger.

“Wait a minute! I speak my mind!”

The black robe of the man shouted, Tai Han sword stopped, the tip of the sword was only five centimeters away from his eyes, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The demon-like Jiang Changsheng appeared behind Tai Han sword, lifted his hand and gripped the hilt of the sword, his face unchanged, looked down at him, and said: “I hope not to say, otherwise you will die to great anguish.”

The black-robed man took a deep breath, he felt it, he bit his teeth and said, “I . . . Want life!”

He had intended to intimidate his opponent, but the opponent acted so ruthlessly, clearly not paying attention to the noble behind him.

Jiang Changsheng held the Tai Han sword, the tip of the sword was getting closer and closer.

The black-robed man hurriedly closed his eyes, shaking his voice: “I vow you to be the master, because you are a slave, please spare me a life!”

Jiang Changsheng raised his left hand, swung up and swung to the ceiling, striking out a Daoist Martyr who fell into the black robe of the male son on his body, the black robe of the whole body trembled, although he did not feel the pain, but also understood the opponent at the trick, did not dare to protest.

Jiang Changsheng collected the sword, brought Tai Han to earn income in the sheath of the sword, he turned around and left a sentence: “Follow me to the mountain.”

The black man’s eyes widened, as if he had lifted his burden, and with a sigh, he stood up shakily, walking back and forth.

Jiang Changsheng walked past the white-robed man, suddenly stopped, and said: “What do you see tonight?”

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The white-robed man bit his teeth and said, “I only saw some high-ranking mystic who killed the demon master, chased away the Demon Master.”

Jiang Changsheng laughed, heading towards the top of the stairs.

This was a battle that made him exaggerate with confidence, The Heavenly Venerable didn’t have him imagining such a terrifying inside!

The black-robed man, who was also the Demon Master, and the white-robed man met briefly, silently followed Jiang Changsheng.

The two ascended the mountain, vanishing into the darkness.

The white-robed man sat down, gasping for breath, a night that would leave her for the rest of her life to be unforgettable.

“He’s such a man . . .”

The white-robed man muttered to himself, she had never seen such a powerful martial artist.

This is the Demon Master, in front of him without any resistance!

A little later.

Chen Xi brought four people to run, he looked at the dirt-filled body, his face was terrified, when he saw the white-robed person, he immediately ran over, squatting in the white-robed person in front of him.

“Who killed them?”

Chen Xi asked, seeing that the white-robed man was alive, his expression was a little slow.

The white-robed man replied, “I don’t know, the enemy is dressed like an old beggar, killed those people, beat back the Demon Master and then left.”

Chen Xi was silent for a moment, and said, “You may not be able to return to the White Guard.”

The white-robed man didn’t speak.

. . .

In front of Shanmen, Qing Chen looked down on the mountain road to Jiang Changsheng, and there was behind him like the Demon Master.

Qing Chen’s eyes twinkled, and asked: “Longevity, you know the Demon Master?”

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, “He is the Demon Master? I don’t know, he thought, I brought him into uniform, master, it seems that there are really a lot of people who want to deal with Long Kai, this name is handed over to me, maybe I can ask a little reason.”

Qing Chen’s pupils zoomed in, the two monks one high and one low, staring at each other, looking at each other without saying anything.

The night wind is negative, the moon is shining high, the mountain road on both sides of the flowers and trees is a little flickering.

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The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

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