Fantasy: Inherited in the same vein, the master fights with domineering power

"Wan Jianzong!"

"Come and die!!!"

There was a lot of roaring.

The roaring holy voice resounded through the sky in Wanjianzong, but the whole sect seemed to have not seen the green face, and no monk appeared for a long time.

"This kid has a pretty good voice, but his brain is not working."

In the Veteran Cadre Peak, all the monks were either playing mahjong or singing big plays, and everything outside the peak seemed to have nothing to do with them.

"Eight barrels!"

In front of the mahjong table, the five generations of Wan Jianzong Zhufeng threw the white jade mahjong out.

"Shall we take care of it?"

"The sixth generation has retired, what does it have to do with our fifth generation." The monk next to him curled his lips, "Four, let them play around, what should we do?"

"That's Xianjun."

"What's so much about Xianjun, even Xianjun can't retire or retire, so he can go back and be the peak master."

"makes sense."

All the veteran cadres are still entertaining themselves, letting the clan be turbulent, they are as safe as a rock.

"Come out and die, die!!!"

At this time, Qingmian was still roaring with fury, or to be precise, he was now several times more angry than when he first came here.

what? !

He is majestic in the fairyland, but Wan Jianzong ignored him.

Is there a reason?

It's because the monks of Wan Jianzong didn't pay attention to him, they treated him like nothing! ! !

Madness!

Big arrogance! ! !

Standing in the void, Qingmian felt that his chest was being burned, and the anger that could not be vented constantly stimulated his sensitive nerves.

"Scared, are you scared!"

Qingmian raised his head to the sky and roared.

Absolutely.

Looking at the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the most powerful one is Du Jie, and the other monks are not too many in the Void Realm. How could such a sect be his opponent.

Thinking about it, these monks definitely want to be shrinking turtles.

"Humph~!"

"If you want to be a shrinking turtle, I let you do it!!!"

Countless will-o'-the-wisps like skulls suddenly appeared behind the blue face in the void.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"

Countless will-o'-the-wisps flocked to the peaks of Wanjianzong with their skulls and mouths open.

Suddenly, a slender figure stepped into the void, it was the Great Emperor Goushi who came from the foot of Wushi Peak.

"presumptuous!"

Emperor Gou Shi shouted loudly.

He waved his palms and raised his hands towards the void.

Ancient trees suddenly sprouted from the tops of Wanjianzong's hills. The luxuriant branches and leaves resisted all the will-o'-the-wisps of the ghosts walking at night, and the branches and leaves rustled.

"I knock~!"

Xu Anshan on the rattan chair was stunned for a moment when he saw the ancient trees suddenly jumping up from Wushifeng.

Unexpectedly, Gou Shi was actually a good greener.

"Who are you!" Seeing that his hundred ghosts were broken, Qingmian stared and shouted angrily, "Do you want to dance if you dare to make trouble in front of me!?"

"Little Xianjun, dare to speak wild words!"

Gou Shining sneered coldly, his whole body was filled with dark green light.

"rise!"

In an instant, strips of emerald green vines on the ancient trees of the peaks surged into the void, and these vines seemed to come alive, intertwining left and right and bound towards the green side.

The blue-faced brows and eyes were lightly locked, and the figure retreated.

The blue face with flames surging in his palm burned the vines in front of him, and immediately there was a sharp long knife in his hand, and the vertical and horizontal light of the knife cut off all the vines like half a moon.

"Everything grows, who are you?"

"Hmph, you still know the name of this skill!" Gou Shi squinted his eyes, and raised his head coldly, "Since that's the case, you should also hear the name of Gou Shi!"

"Who?!"

Unexpectedly, Qingmian, who was still a little cautious a second ago, relaxed instantly after hearing this, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Are you the Emperor of the Great Luo Empire?"

"Knowing that it's me, I'm going to arrest you without letting go!" Emperor Gou Shi snorted coldly, and Qingmian burst out laughing, "It's you, the best emperor in the sky."

"presumptuous!"

"Hahaha, I thought it was someone sacred, but I didn't expect to meet you, just an emperor like you, I will beat you ten times!" Qingmian laughed, and an obscure talisman suddenly appeared on his face. Wen, "Thousands of souls, come out!!!"

Countless cyan skeletons were burning with will-o'-the-wisps in the void.

Xu Anshan, who was sitting peacefully on Wushi Peak, was eating strawberries comfortably and looking at the void.

"Ghost repair?"

"What kind of underworld technique is used here."

Fan Jian, who was carrying a rusty sword, also came back. Xu Anshan glanced sideways, and found out that there were several large bags on the head of the coffin peak master.

"It doesn't look like a decent person."

"A decent sect like our Wanjianzong uses magic skills like a rainbow."

"What kind of skills does our sect have?" Xu Anshan couldn't help laughing wryly, "Aren't we just hacking randomly? When I went back, the books in the Sutra Pavilion were all dusty."

"..."

Fan Jian laughed dryly when he heard this.

"Ham, the main thing is that our sect doesn't need to repair those. If you can cut it, you will chop it. If you can't kill it, you will shake people. For so many generations of Wan Jianzong, I have never heard of anyone who has fought with others for ten rounds."

"Yes, I have!"

Suddenly Tianhuo Five Dynasties Zheng said.

"Qingshan, didn't he have it? After more than 200 rounds, he was interrupted. Didn't we bring him back in the end? The one who fought with him was a monk who broke the sea at that time."

Rao even Fan Jian is following Ci Poor at this time.

"He...ah..."

A sigh is worth a thousand words.

Xu Anshan listened silently, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Old Qingshan, real dish!

Breaking the sea and fighting Juji can still fight for two hundred rounds with hand interrupts. According to Tianhuo Wudai, it seems that they haven't fought in the end.

"Hey, old Fan Jian, what's the matter with your sword." Xu Anshan, who noticed the swordman in Fan Jian's hands from the corner of his eyes, said softly, "Didn't I give you a holy fairy?"

"Ah... me..."

Fan Jian grinned, it was still Tianhuo who made trouble.

"His sword is a prehistoric sacred weapon, and the holy grade fairy weapon is far from this."

Prehistoric holy artifact? !

Xu Anshan's eyes widened after hearing this.

I knock!

Fan Jian used this sword when he joined the sect. At that time, he thought that Wan Jianzong was a poor sect. After learning more about Wan Jianzong, he found that Wan Jianzong was not poor, but Fan Jian still used it. This rusty sword.

At that time, he was still thinking that old Fan Jian could really save money.

did not expect...

"What the hell are you talking about, this is a prehistoric sacred weapon?"

"Hey..." Fan Jian laughed twice, "Hey, it's not worth mentioning. This sword has been passed down from generation to generation of our main peak, and it has been passed down from generation to generation to me."

"Then you abdicate, why didn't you give it to the sixth son?"

"I'm shameless!"

Fan Jian spread out his hands confidently.

"This sword is in Lao Tzu's hands, and I can still give it away. What kind of Te Niang's suzerain token, it will be considered as finding a master when it comes to me. Six sons... Apprentices have their own blessings, so he can figure out weapons by himself."

"As expected of you."

Xu Anshan gave a thumbs up.

"Wonderful praise." Fan Jian cupped his hands with a smile, and immediately raised his head to look at the void, "Is that person up there okay? After fighting for a long time, he still hasn't reached the peak of a fairy king. No matter how you look at it, he feels a familiar smell~"

"I have this feeling too." Tianhuo Wudai nodded.

"It shouldn't be a problem, he is a big..."

Swish!

Bang!

Before Xu Anshan could finish his words, Emperor Gou Shi suddenly fell heavily from the void and hit the Wanjianzong mountain peak to become a mural. Fan Jian spread his hands when he saw this scene.

"Let me just say, a familiar smell."

Xu Anshan also got up from the wicker chair with eyes full of shock, looked at the murals in the distance and exclaimed.

"This is the Great Emperor?!"

"This is the big brother!"

Can't the emperor triple hit the peak of the fairy king?

what?

Are you related to old Liu Qingshan? Wan Jianzong came to compete with Liu Qingshan for the painting exhibition?

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