I Have Countless Swords

"Yes, he must disappear."

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Lun Dian said domineeringly, with a firm attitude, and did not want the Yuanting War God to have a chance to survive.

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Hongchen Supreme nodded along. In their eyes, the threat of Yuanting War God is also very great. This fellow may hide the idea of ​​hegemony against the Darkness Supreme.

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Zhou Xuanji was silent, so he had to turn around and fly towards Xian Xianghua.

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"The rest will be left to you to deal with, and there must be no future troubles, and you can't kill them directly."

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Hongchen Supreme commanded, then waved his right hand, and left with Zhou Xuanji and his wife.

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Lun Dian pouted and said, "I really know what to do. If you're worried, you can do it yourself."

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After all, he took the Yuan Ting God of War tore open the space and disappeared without a trace.

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In the turbulent flow of time and space, a mass of red dust swept through at an extremely fast speed.

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Zhou Xuanji, Xianxianghua and Hongchen Supreme were staying there, and they were chatting about the power of the God of War.

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According to the Supreme Red Dust, the strongest power of the God of War is not power, but a kind of will, which will make him stronger and stronger in battle, indomitable and never give up.

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Zhou Xuanji always felt that something was wrong, would this ability be a limitation?

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Never giving up is not an absolute good character.

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"In case there is a situation, he must admit defeat. Didn't the power of the God of War harm him?"

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Xian Xianghua asked, she and Zhou Xuanji wanted to go together.

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Hongchen Supreme replied, "Yes, everything has advantages and disadvantages. As long as he is strong enough, there will be no time to bow his head."

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Zhou Xuanji was speechless, as long as he was strong enough, he also needed the power of the God of War.

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Xian Xianghua's expression was the same as Zhou Xuanji's, and she also felt that Zhou Xuanji was tricked.

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However, it has come to this point, and they can only bear it.

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"Will there be peace for a while?"

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Xian Xianghua asked, as soon as the Yuan Ting War God died, the Dark Sovereign lost an arm in the Kunlun Yuan Court. Presumably, the Dark Sovereign would take a while to make a comeback.

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Hongchen Supreme nodded and said, "It can be said that, you don't need your efforts in the future, you just need to cultivate with peace of mind."

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The reason why she called it Zhou Xuanji, she just wanted to pass down the power of the **** of war.

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Otherwise, if the Yuan Ting War God dies, the power of the War God will wander in the Kunlun Yuan Ting, which may become a variable.

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Zhou Xuanji also wanted to spend some time studying the power of the God of War.

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The three of them quickly left the Time and Space Turbulence.

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In the endless darkness, Zhou Pu's soul was enveloped by a faint white light, his soul was looming, and it might explode at any time.

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He is suffering unimaginable pain for all beings. If it were someone else, his soul would have already turned to ashes.

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"I'm not convinced, I'm not willing to be the Supreme Yuan Court God of War"

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"I want you all to die, I want you all to die"

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He spoke weakly, hoarsely, but without any momentum.

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His soul is constantly shrinking and may disappear at any time.

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at this time

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A beam of light descended, instantly covering Zhou Pu's soul.

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"Hmph, you're really useless"

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A cold snort resounded through this endless darkness, and Zhou Pu was trembling as if struck by lightning.

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The beam of light shrank and disappeared, and Zhou Pu disappeared.

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A lightning word appeared at his original position.

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penalty

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Returning to the Emperor Sword Divine Vessel, Zhou Xuanji began to retreat. As for Xian Xianghua, he followed the Supreme Being back to practice.

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Regarding the execution of the Yuan Ting War God, it was not spread in the Kunlun Yuan Ting.

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Zhou Xuanji didn't tell anyone about this either.

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He went quickly and returned quickly, so no one in the Emperor Sword Divine Vessel noticed his trip.

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In a blink of an eye.

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Half a year has passed.

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Zhou Xuanji completely mastered the power of the **** of war, and the will of the power of the **** of war was like some kind of rule, affecting his thinking invisibly.

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Compared with the past, he will be less and less narrow when he thinks about problems.

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I always feel that relying on my own divine power, it is enough to solve any problem, and any enemy can be defeated with one punch without any strategy.

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No wonder the Yuan Court God of War is so domineering.

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Relying on a sharp spear, he is invincible in both vertical and horizontal directions, becoming the law enforcement war **** of the Kunlun Yuan Court, above all divine veins.

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Suddenly one day, a master of divine veins came to visit.

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Zhou Xuanji asked the old man to meet him. When the other party saw the old man's cultivation, he looked a little embarrassed. He felt that Zhou Xuanji was putting on a show. Fortunately, Jiang Xue introduced the identity of the old man.

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This incident made the pulse owner know about Zhou Xuanji's past and respected him.

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Not only that, but the incident also spread in the Yuan Court of Kunlun and became a good story.

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More and more Lords of Divine Veins came to visit Zhou Xuanji and wanted to establish a friendly relationship with him.

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The Emperor Sword Divine Vessel did not refuse, and his reputation began to increase.

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From beginning to end, Zhou Xuanji never came forward in person. His attitude was criticized at first, but later, all beings got used to it.

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Invisibly, Zhou Xuanji's status was improving, and his image became mysterious again.

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The disciples of the Emperor Sword Divine Vessel have also come out to practice, and these disciples have all reached the holy realm.

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Beneath the blue sky and white clouds.

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Zhou Xiaoxuan and Zhou Epiphyllum are sparring and fighting, and the two powerful eyes show their magical powers.

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After so many years, Zhou Xiaoxuan's Kongtong divine eyes have been developed, which can see through reality and absorb all things.

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Zhou Epiphyllum's Destiny Eye is also very strong, no less than her elder sister.

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Zhou Xuanji stood on the trunk of a big tree, quietly watching the battle.

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"This kid's talent is really amazing."

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Zhou Xuanji said with emotion, Zhou Epiphyllum had been in Qingjiantian before, but now she has lived in the Divine Vein of Emperor Sword for a long time, and she has no chance to get the chance.

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But this is the case, his cultivation has been advancing by leaps and bounds.

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At present, he is already attacking the realm of Taoist ancestors, and he is a myth in the Divine Vessel of the Emperor Sword, just like Zhou Xuanji at the beginning.

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Zhou Xiaoxuan's talent is also very strong, but unfortunately she was blocked by Zhou Epiphyllum.

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"How come you have become stronger again, Epiphyllum?"

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Zhou Xiaoxuan said angrily, her face unwilling.

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Zhou Epiphyllum was calm and personable, and said with a light smile, "Sister, you are also very good."

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This sentence made Zhou Xiaoxuan even more excited, mobilized Dao power, and madly used magical powers.

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Zhou Xuanji shook his head and laughed. He could see at a glance that Zhou Epiphyllum was letting Zhou Xiaoxuan, but Zhou Xiaoxuan was serious.

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Since Zhou Epiphyllum showed her talent, Zhou Xiaoxuan has been targeting this younger brother.

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Fortunately, this kind of competition is benign~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is no jealousy at all. When Zhou Epiphyllum disappeared, Zhou Xiaoxuan also cried.

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After all, she watched Zhou Epiphyllum grow up.

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Zhou Xuanji was naturally pleased to have such a pair of arrogant sons and daughters.

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He wondered if he should help his children find some opportunities

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Just cultivating like this, I am afraid it will be very unsafe when faced with the situation of life and death in the future.

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After thinking about it, Zhou Xuanji disappeared above the tree trunk.

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at the same time.

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In the virtual realm, there are black shadows moving forward, rolling black mist, as if demon gods are approaching, and the evil spirit is terrifying.

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Looking around, it is impossible to count how many dark shadows there are.

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The black figure at the head is as high as a thousand feet, showing four green eyes. He roared in a low voice, "Devouring Yuan Ting, it is urgent."