Immortal Voices

Gu Youran didn't panic, he held it in his palm and said, "Nine days **** thunder."

The sky was suddenly overcast with dark clouds getting thicker and heavier, and there were faint lightning flashes inside.

But all of a sudden, the thick purple gods thunder targets hacked towards Fu Yuhuang accurately.

Fu Yuhuang did not retreat, she turned around with her hands, and her sword stabbed directly into the void, shaking the thunder.

The wind blew her long hair, and when she looked away, she was entangled with Purple Thunder.

She stabbed with a sword, and the light shone, as if a second sun appeared to purify the purple thunder.

The light dissipated the black cloud and thunderstorm and spattered to the earth. Gu Youran, who was irradiated by this light, only felt that the internal strength of the body was stagnant and the operation was not working.

"Heavenly sword." The old man watching from a distance took a deep breath.

Above the void, the thoughts that have been talking have died for a moment.

"Humanitarian law, that's definitely the sword of heaven."

"This is Fu Yuhuang, is it possible to be an apprentice to the sword emperor?"

"It is quite possible that it is no wonder that this practice was practiced only in the twenties. It turned out to be the heir of the sword emperor."

"While she hasn't grown up yet, Zhongqianjie doesn't need a second sword emperor."

At last the man finished speaking, and the air was silent.

No one echoed, and no one refuted. This person knew the attitude of the crowd, and they were tacitly eradicating Fu Yuhuang.

After a few words of work, a man's fate was determined, and they stared at the fight on the ground.

Faced with such a crisis, Gu Youran took out a rune from his sleeve and threw it towards Fu Yuhuang.

A chill came from Fu Yuhuang's side, she avoided the fatal danger dangerously, but her shoulder was hurt, and she let her sword go down on the ground.

Taking this opportunity, Gu Youran punched Fu Yuhuang in one punch.

That punch can smash the mountain. If it hits a person, it will be half-dead.

Fu Yuhuang's look remained the same, and instead of picking up a sword, she closed her eyes.

Buzzing ~

The sound of Jianming around seemed to be ringing deep in the souls of everyone.

'clang! ’A bell rang in the dojo dispelled Jianming and awakened the minds of everyone.

Fu Yuhuang put her hands in her sleeves, and her eyebrows were sharp and pressing.

The sword that fell on the ground, with a long beep, seemed to be summoned, suspended in mid-air.

The surrounding vegetation and sand were also stained with sword air and rolled up, one by one quickly flying into the air, and together with the long sword, forming a giant sword as high as a mountain.

Fu Yuhuang's eyelashes fluttered and her eyes suddenly opened.

At the same time, the giant sword was fiercely chopped down towards Gu Youran, and Gu Youran was hit with an overwhelming victory without any counterattack.

Fu Yuhuang's mind moved, the huge sword in the void dispersed, and the sword returned to her hands meekly.

Step by step, she went to Gu Youran, who was lying on the ground, raising her eyebrows and raising her eyes, "I am not the winner?"

When the old man changed his body, he also came to Gu Youran to prevent Fu Yuhuang from shooting suddenly, which killed his disciples.

"You win." The old man said in a statement.

A corner of Fu Yuhuang's mouth turned, her smile was brilliant: "Since I have won, what will Shanhai Dojo give me?"

She was rude, and don't worry about others killing her here.

The old man took a deep look at Fu Yuhuang, the palm of his hand flashed, and a turtle shell was suspended above the palm of his hand.

He still looked like a kind-hearted man, saying, "You answer me a question, this will send you the mythical tortoise shell that can resist the one move of the Celestial Five.

As soon as Fu Yuhuang's eyes brightened, she didn't know how many crises she had to face after leaving from here. This black turtle came at the right time.

"Ask." Fu Yuhuang did not conceal her desire for this magic weapon at all, and was extremely frank.

In the face of such a direct person, the old man seemed very experienced and asked directly: "What did you use the sword technique?"

Fu Yuhuang went straight with sword repair, and simply said, "Heavenly Sword."

"Isn't that the sword emperor's move? How did you do that?" The old man stared at Fu Yuhuang with a burning stare.

Suddenly, Fu Yuhuang reached out and snatched the tortoise shell from the old man's hand, and hummed with a smile: "If you have a question, I won't answer you if it's unnecessary."

She couldn't help but play with Xuan Tortoise Shell, with a lazy smile on the corner of her mouth, saying: "It's enough to be proud of me for a year to grab something from the Celestial Strong."

The old man's look remained unchanged, as if he didn't care about being robbed by a junior.

He said, "That's what I paid you."

As soon as Fu Yuhuang turned it over, the black tortoise shell disappeared.

There was an indifferent, indifferent feeling in her eyebrows, and her tone was lazy: "Old senior, it's just my brother's business that you are so sincere."

She said, her body flashed, the man was already stepping on the sword, and the royal sword flew in the void.

"Today is over today. In the next day, I will ask for advice from Shanhai Dojo, haha." She flirted freely and flew into the distance in a blink of an eye.

For a while, some people even envied Fu Yuhuang's freedom when he talked about hitting and leaving.

After leaving the range of Shanhai Dojo, Fu Yuhuang relaxed.

Mu Lingzhu healed her automatically in her body. She leaned against the tree lazily, picked up the wine gourd, filled it with wine, slammed her body up, found a thick trunk and lay down, and fell asleep in her breathing room. Already.

Isn't it dangerous to be totally out of the accident world?

Qinghai County, County Guard House.

Rong Xian opened her eyes and stretched a lazy waist. In her eyes, the leisure that belonged to Fu Yuhuang passed away in a flash, and the shallow gentleness between her eyebrows permeated her eyes.

She held the medical book in her hand and walked to the window.

Pure eyes glanced at the guard outside, flashing an interesting emotion.

She sighed slightly, and said falsely, "I'm afraid that the list of people will be updated again, and I always trouble Xingchen Pavilion. It's really a bit of a pity."

It was as if she would be obedient in the future.

Unsurprisingly, His Majesty Rong was the first to come to you.

Within the sea, the emperor of the Golden Dragon incarnation looked down at Rong Xian, his voice as snow all the year round, Qing Ling said: "Is it you?"

His swordsmanship was only passed on to Rong Xian, and suddenly a strong earth fairy who could know the Heavenly Sword appeared, and only Rong Xian could think about.

Rong Xian's eyes were calm and his smile softly said, "It's Fu Yuhuang."

The emperor thought for a while, Rong Xian should say: I am Fu Yuhuang.

But to their point, occasionally a word can affect the secret, so she said nothing about it.

There was a surprise in the eyes of the emperor, and the heir he appointed was really a good seed for practicing swords.

If he could find people early, he would bring them around as a mantle and teach them well.

But now he has no time or energy.

The emperor knew what would happen to the little girl in the face of his fall, but he could no longer shelter her for longer.

The emperor sighed, "Grow up quickly."

Golden Dragon quietly dissipated, Rong Xian's eyes flashed a dignified.

Your Majesty, he really doesn't have much time.