Way of Choices

The manager of Tianji Pavilion had secretly notified the people in Hanshan when Xiaode appeared. However, when he saw that the brown luster in Xiaode's pupil was getting darker and brighter, he knew that it was too late. , Quickly stepped forward to protect Chen Changsheng, and then hoped that Hanshanli would react as soon as possible.

The wisdom and madness of the monster clan Tianjiao, once determined to start, must be clear all the reasons. Even if he does not kill Chen Changsheng, he only needs to humiliate the future pope, or he accomplishes the purpose of his trip, but this is not what Tianji Pavilion wants to see.

There may be some problems between His Majesty the Pope and the elderly Tianji, but how can the Tianji Pavilion watch the future Pope be humiliated on his own territory?

In addition to the Tianji Pavilion, dozens of monks simultaneously held the sword handles at the waist, and looked at Xiaode vigilantly. As for the previous one who had performed a kneeling ceremony to Chen Changsheng, it was a sword. Already in hand, his eyes were extremely cold, as if as long as Xiao De dared to shoot, he would be willing to give up his life to safeguard Chen Changsheng's dignity.

This is because the dozens of monks on the mountain road are mostly human races, and they are all believers of the state religion.

How can they let the future pope of the state religion be humiliated by the demon clan?

Xiao De looked at the dozens of human monks who were waiting for him, and his eyes flashed a taunt.

His expression didn't become dignified, instead he put his hands on his back and looked extremely disdainful.

With this movement, his otherwise burly body turned into a mountain.

He looked down at these human monks.

He is a real powerhouse, the star-shaped form is already complete, and he can even see the dividing line between the sacred realm and the world.

The sages and the eight directions are not up to the storm. Except for the top-ranking great generals of the Zhou Dynasty, the great figures of the state religion and the mountain gates of the various denominations, Wang Po, Xiao Zhang, and Liang Sun, who are on the Xiaoyao list, who will be him Opponent?

Wind blows from the mountain forest, rolling up yellow leaves, bringing an unimaginable pressure.

Whether it was the casual repair of the sword in hand, or dozens of human practitioners who were ready to fight, they suddenly discovered that they had lost their ability to shoot, and even lost the courage to shoot, and the Tianji Pavilion’s management was also a look. Great change, for the first time for the arrangement of entering the Hanshan, for the first time a strong regret.

Why is it necessary to prohibit the cavalry of the State Regiment from accompanying Chen Changsheng into the mountain?

If Mao Qiuyu and the King of Linghai are present, will this demon clan strongman dare to be as arrogant as he is now?

Zhong Hui, who had been standing behind the crowd, turned pale, but his eyes became hard, snorting, and grasped the hilt.

Folded sleeves face expressionless, knees slightly bent, staring at Xiao De's throat, like a hungry wolf, eyes suddenly turned red, ready to transform.

Standing at the front, Chen Changsheng felt the most real and strong pressure.

It can even be said that at least half of the coercion released by Xiao De was borne by him.

There was no change in his expression, and he slowly raised his left hand in the roaring mountain breeze.

He was holding a short sword in his left hand, which was an invitation.

The name of the sword is clean, and the name of the sheath is Zang Feng. He is a sword hidden in a sheath, ready to show his true edge.

In fact, neither in the performance of martial arts in front of the National College of Education, nor in the battle with Xu Yourong on the Neihe Bridge, he has not fully revealed all his strengths. At this time, facing the top power of the Xiaoyao ranking with Wang Poxiang, he could not do anything to keep his hands.

In the next battle, he did not know what the ending would be, failed or doomed, but he wanted to see if he could stab the opponent with a sword.

Thousands of swords in the scabbard, any sword will do.

Or, he wanted to try to see if he could be slashed.

The one hundred and eight knives of the enlightenment before the broken stele can be any knife.

Looking at Chen Changsheng's expression, Xiao De's eyes narrowed even more, as if he had turned into a tiger dozing in the sun, but the eyes in the eyes were colder, and the tan's fierce light was more brutal. He was a little surprised by this person. Actually stronger than the rumors, it seems to really have the ability to resist himself for a moment.

"Please let."

Suddenly a person came down the mountain road.

The man was wearing a blue dress, his head was lowered, his voice was low, and he felt very humble, or could not leave any feeling.

The crowd gradually parted ways, making way for the sudden arrival of the Tsing Yi people.

"Thank you." The Tsing Yi people lowered their heads and continued walking upwards.

It was not until the way was cleared that people realized that the situation was a bit strange.

The previous Qi machine in the field has been completely controlled by the breath released by the demon master, no one can move at all, and even the action of pulling the sword can't be done.

Why did this Tsing Yi person ask everyone to make way, and everyone could move?

Zhong would look at the back of the Tsing Yi man, with extremely complex emotions in his eyes. When he entered Hanshan early today, he met Chen Changsheng, was forced to bow his head to salute, and saw so many seniors, who had made great gains in the past year and were unavoidably proud. Suddenly he understood something.

The Tsing Yi people walked along the mountain road, which seemed slow, but it did not take long to pass through the crowd.

He walked past Tang 36 and folded sleeves, rubbing Chen Changsheng's body, and then came to Xiaode.

Until this time, he still lowered his head and sagged his shoulders, and no one saw his face.

Looking at the back of the Tsing Yi people, Chen Changsheng was surprised.

"Please let."

The man in Tsing Yi said to Xiao De that his voice was low and his attitude was very humble.

Xiao De didn't give way, and his eyes narrowed even more.

He once saw a person who likes to wear Tsing Yi, and that person also likes to pull his shoulders down.

If he hadn't met the person, he might consider this Tsing Yi person as that person.

Because in his eyes, this Tsing Yi person is as terrible as that person.

However, the man sagged his shoulders, more like a speechless attitude towards the sky, and the preciousness in the shabby shame, and the tents in the shop, but the heart of the world.

The man in Tsing Yi drew his shoulders, but he was an attitude towards the worldly red dust. The world in his eyes was dead, and his shoulders collapsed just for the convenience of pulling the sword faster.

Xiao De didn't know this Tsing Yi man, wasn't ready to give way, and his breath suddenly became violent, whizzing like a Foshan wind.

He released all the realm and breath, and the pressure suddenly became more terrible,

The man in Tsing Yi didn't seem to notice anything, still standing quietly in front of him, bowing his head and pulling his shoulders.

The Tsing Yi people did nothing, just stood so unusually, but seemed to disappear.

This is the really terrible thing.

I don't know how long it took. The Tsing Yi people moved and lowered their heads and walked over the mountain road.

Xiaode's expression was cold, his palms came from outside, and he was in front of him. Countless sandstone bark was swept by the wind and shot at the Tsing Yi man.

For a time, the sand and stones walked on the mountain road, the yellow wind filled, and the vision became blurred.

Suddenly, a sword light illuminates, illuminating all the wind and sand, and cutting the terrible coercion.

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