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In the face of the fierce ten-spotted sword, the Jianguang of Xiangyang was destroyed in the first time.

A sword in his soul keeps vibrating, and he is stimulated by the sword of Luo Qingwu. He is almost ready to fight back.

"Definite!" Liyang is almost subconsciously controlling the soul of the soul inside the sword to calm down, under the eyes of the public, let alone whether he can resist the sword of Luo light dance, if it is real Kung Fu, then in the eyes of Lin Feng and others completely Can't hide it.

With such a little hesitation, Fuyang himself stood in the same place, and even the dodge action was too late to do it. It was like a clay puppet in the same place, and it was a target for Luo Qingwu. This horrible sword light that annihilates yin and yang.

The Hongfatang mana ban was triggered at the first time and will be protected by Fuyang.

He did not stop not flashing, Luo Jianwu this sword is directly a lethal attack, so the sun did not feel the pain, it has been transmitted out of the test site.

After Fuyang stunned, he returned to God and he was defeated.

The purple girl who is still in the test venue has already received Jianguang at this moment, and she held a gift to Xiangyang in the opposite direction: "褚道友,承承." After that, the figure disappeared and the purple light flashed and was sent back. The halls of the heavens.

Some young men in black writhed their necks, looked around, and looked down at their hands. Suddenly there was a 45-degree angle looking up at the sky and tears.

He let Luo light dance to the second!

"It shouldn't be like this..." Liyang couldn't help but laugh. If he did his best, it would not be such a result. Although you can't use real power, it shouldn't be such an embarrassing result.

Before he and Knife Yuting fight. Although the strength of the loss is lost, it is not terrible.

Poorly, he also calculated all kinds of possible situations in his mind over and over again. Take a step and look at the three steps, plan all kinds of plans properly, and get everything done.

The only thing that didn't come to mind was that Luo Lanwu was so violent. She came up with her own strongest move, as if she had to face an opponent that she must fight and kill.

Fuyang swears that Luo Qing dance just had a sword, not to mention the Jindan period monk. Even the Yuan Ying period monks should be careful, if you are not careful, you can't eat and walk.

"Whether it is external performance or intrinsic impression, how do you see me as a small monk from the Tianshan Mountain, is not the opponent of your pro-disciple under the master of this mysterious door, do you dance like this?" I only feel that my egg is hurting.

I was still chanting before, not afraid to lose. I am afraid that the loss will be unremarkable, there will be no flash, leaving no impression, and people will forget when they turn their heads.

Now it seems. What better way to lose more than a second?

Show your own style? If you don’t have a mobile phone at all, you’ve already been defeated, and you’re still showing your style. leave an impression?

Maybe the other party will feel surprised, how is this person so bad?

Because of the control of the soul of the soul inside the sword. When Luo Shaowujian came to his body, Xiangyang fell into a state of stagnation. It seems as if the sword is stunned by the light dance.

"This impression, can't really talk about how good it is." Fuyang heart smiled again and again: "But it, nothing, so the performance of light dance is very bright, I am worth it."

As Xiangyang thought, he was a loser, and he was a standard loser, and even his performance was tarnished.

As a result, there was a lot of discussion among the people in the Hongfatang. Many people began to shake their previous judgments and turned to suspect that Xiangyang could go this step. The luck factor should account for the majority.

Everyone in Tianwaishan sighed down, although it was out of the elegant interior of the house, but it seemed that people from other forces could cast doubts and even mockery on them.

Chi Yunzong is a schadenfreude. A group of young monks seem to drink ice water like a strait. The heart feels very annoyed. It was completely swept away because of the depression of the third stage of the continuous promotion of Xiangyang.

Some people, looking at Xiangyang, couldn’t help but guess: "This kid shouldn’t be thinking. Look at the younger disciples under the main seat of the Xuanmen. It’s so swayed, like a The puppet was as stupid as standing in the same place, and the reaction was not hit by Jianguang."

"Who knows, but you really don't say that this kid is very spiritual. If you can really ask the younger disciple of the Lord of the Xuanmen, it is a step into the sky!"

"There is more than one person in mind. Do you think there are few people who have this idea? There are a lot of people here, but everyone is swaying and afraid to act rashly. Hey, this kid is not a slap in the face."

"Yeah, the idea is good, but unfortunately the strength is not good, after all, just think about it."

"But to put it bluntly, the disciples of the masters of the Xuanmen are really amazing. This is not an exception. The sword is the ancestor of the Yuan Ying period. It must be taken seriously. Can't blame this sun."

"It is true."

Because of his own performance, Fuyang will evaluate him about others. When he thinks about it a little, he knows that other unrelated people are not interested in it. He doesn’t care, but he’s just like a goose, and he’s afraid. It will produce a bad impression of the disciple, which makes Fuyang scratch his head.

"Oh, I can only find another chance, but it’s a happy thing to dance this time."

Liyang walked slowly and sighed. "It’s the head of the teacher and the master. They have to find a way to explain it. This time they are disappointed, but even so, with the previous performance, it is already possible. Help the Tianwai Mountain to go further smoothly."

"Light dance, light dance... She should go back to the heavenly hall at the moment?"

After the end of the test with Liyang, Luo light dance was transmitted back to the halls of the heavens. The black and white swords of the darkness have disappeared. Luo Xiaowu smiled and saluted a group of gods and gods in the hall: "Small Dancing Meng Lang, let the seniors laugh."

Say back to your position and sit down.

Yan Mingyue smiled and said: "It is really subtle to pure Yin."

There is also a descendant of pure Yin in the history of Taixuan. Although the yin gas has been practiced to the peak, there is no one who can do it with pure Yin.

Luo light dance smiled and said: "Yan Xianzi has won the prize. The little dance is also under the master's point, only to try. Fortunately, there is a slight gain."

On the main seat, Lin Feng smiled slightly: "The younger martial arts begin to make friends laugh."

Tongtian Jianzun looked at Luo light dance, and shook his head after a long while: "Where, where, the master of Xuanmen is polite, you are not a famous Kendo, so that the high-footed Kendo is different from your sword, but it is also different. The machine, though immature, can already foresee future achievements."

The eyes of a group of gods and gods fell on Luo Guangwu at this time, all of them secretly nodded.

Although Fuyang was defeated a bit ugly, but everyone in the field is a visionary person, Luo light dances a ten-skinned sword, it can already be proud of all the younger monks who participated in the Fa Conference.

Don't say that she is better than her. Under the conditions of the same realm, the younger monks who participated in the Fa Conference, who can pick up her sword and die, will not exceed the number of ten fingers. And most of these people are his own disciples of Tianxuan Tianzong.

"Before I said that Chen Xingyu, who was too sinister to see a sinister body, just restrained this Luo dance, now it seems. It is not the same thing." Many people sighed in their hearts: "It is the mysterious door." Pass under the main seat."

"Xuanmen Tianzong does not dominate the kendo, but whether it is the owner of the Xuanmen himself or his disciple. There are top kendos."

The younger generation of monks, such as Tongtian Jianzong, Riyue Jianzong, Bohai Jianzong, Liuguang Jianzong, etc., have a bitter heart at the moment: "The power of Shushan Jianxiu will not be said. The sword repair of Xuanten Tianzong is also the same." Strong."

In the elegant room of the virtual view, Chen Xingyu's expression has returned to calm. Sitting in the seat and quietly watching the void, the Taixuan disciples around him did not speak. After a long time, Fan Xuefeng asked: "Chen Shidi, if you changed it..."

Chen Xingyu’s mouth showed a gentle smile and said calmly: “It’s just a sword, there is no problem.”

Fan Xuefeng and others opened their mouths and did not continue to ask.

After a little pause, Fan Xuefeng suddenly asked: "When we are too imaginary, there are also monks of pure yang, can we also simulate the power of the same sun like that?"

Chen Xingyu was stunned. Without the first reply, the interior of the ya room suddenly sounded the voice of Lin Daohan: "It is possible, but it is difficult."

After a word, Lin Daohan no longer said anything.

In the halls of the heavens, Yan Mingyue turned his head and looked at him. He said: "Luo light dance can be born with pure Yin, and it is the power of pure Yin. On the one hand, it is the innate root of her pure Yin body. But more fear is the credit of the master of the Xuanmen.

Lin Daohan nodded first, then shook his head again: "There should be other reasons besides this. Initially, it is necessary to have a treasure to the shade to the cold, and some special treasures are needed."

Yan Mingyue's eyes flashed slightly: "There is a black ocean under the Yujing Mountain. Perhaps it is the treasure to the yin to the cold, but what is the treasure?"

Lin Daohan slowly shook his head: "I can't be sure."

"Is it the pure yin treasure that he got from Jinpeng Dasheng and the sacred sacred sacred sects of the past?" Yan Yanyue asked.

After thinking about it, Lin Daohan still shook his head: "I am afraid not."

Yan Mingyue asked: "Master, this time, the three mountains of the Bohai Sea are born, will you intervene?"

Lin Daohan replied indifferently: "The land and the vast land have changed again. The masters must stare at the other side, and I have to pay attention to the reincarnation movement. Therefore, this time the matter of the sea, the view will not intervene, and will only wait and see. ”

"The big week occupies the geographical advantage and the first hand, but the birth of the three mountains is very extensive, and the final result is not predictable."

After Lin Daohan paused, he whispered: "Compared to Bohai, Guanli and I, I care more about the stone flute and stone ladder that fall in the hands of Xuanmen."

After Yan Mingyue was silent, he asked: "Mingyue only knows that the stone ladder is related to the previously lost stone flute. Master, what are these treasures?" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated.) Faster!