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

Gou Shi looked up at the sky with sharp eyes.

His personality has also undergone a series of changes following his decision, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, he just doesn't want to let the shame well up in his heart.

He doesn't want to lose again!

Even Xu Anshan wouldn't know that such a short moment could bring about an earth-shaking change for Gou Shi.

at this time...

He was still thinking about how to improve the quality of Gou Shi.

Empty and boundless can't do it!

In the future, when Xu Anshan is not in Wanjianzong, this old boy will have to guard Wushifeng for him, and a fairy can beat him into a mural, and he will lose the people of Wushifeng.

Gou Shi and Liu Qingshan, these two need to be taken care of.

The dishes are exactly the same.

If it weren't for the age difference between the two of them, one surnamed Gou and the other Liu, Xu Anshan would have suspected that these two were brothers.

"Wan Jianxiao is young!"

Suddenly, the voice of the green face above the void came one after another.

After defeating Gou Shi, he stood in the void and yelled non-stop. His explosive self-confidence made him ignore the entire Wanjian Sect, even the Wanjian Immortal Sect.

Unfortunately, Wan Jianzong didn't care about him.

No matter how much he barked in the void, the entire Wanjianzong monks would not even bother to look at him, not to mention responding.

How can you endure this?

Can't stand it!

"Are you afraid of me and dare not make a sound!" Qingmian widened her eyes and shouted angrily, "If you are afraid of me, kneel down to me, kneel!!!"

"What are you yelling about?"

He was thinking about how to cultivate Gou Shi and Liu Qingshan, when he heard the green-faced dog barking, Xu Anshan couldn't help frowning and scolding him angrily.

"It's obvious that you have a loud voice. I don't have time to take care of you now. I don't cherish my last bit of dog life. Your mother is barking like a dog. Are you so anxious to die?"

"Got~!"

"Come if you are in a hurry, come down!"

"Arrogant!" Qing Mian clenched her teeth and yelled angrily, "Arrogant junior, you dare to speak out so arrogantly at this moment, I see that you will not cry when you see the coffin!"

"coffin?"

Xu Anshan sneered.

"How do you know that our Wan Jianzong has a coffin peak? It seems that you are here for the coffins in our coffin peak. You have some taste. You know that the coffins made by our coffin peak are of a high standard, but you think you are worthy of owning a coffin?"

If you make a move, you have to be beaten into ashes.

Want a coffin!

That's not pure waste.

The coffins produced by Coffin Peak are all custom-made.

The green face in the void was so angry at being humiliated by Xu Anshan, spewing out clusters of flames from its mouth.

"Junior, I want to kill you with my own hands!"

"Draw your soul and refine you into the soul banner of this seat!!!"

In an instant, the blue-faced figure disappeared from the void, and when he reappeared, he was in front of Xu Anshan, and his right hand turned into a sharp claw to grab Xu Anshan's face.

On the rattan chair, Xu Anshan's eyes were full of contempt, and he took a bite of the watermelon leisurely.

Seeing that Qingmian's hand was about to touch Xu Anshan's face, a ray of golden mask was condensed in front of him, before Miss Zhong and Pomojian made their moves...

Swish!

The main peak of Wanjian Sect suddenly saw sword light soaring into the sky.

Before Qingmian could react, a ray of sword shadow pierced his body, and a ray of light hit him, making him hunched over and unable to move.

Immediately, the three peaks of Qingshan Peak, Tianhuo Peak, and Wannian Peak shot up into the sky.

Blue, red, gray.

Three wisps of sword shadows merged into one sword in the void.

Through the blue face.

The light beam is suppressed on its body.

Immediately afterwards, the sword lights of the outer circle of peaks soared into the sky, and the entire Wan Jianzong centered on Wushi Peak and the main peak, and the circles of peaks rushed to sword intent.

Sword shadows filled the sky, piercing down like a torrential rain.

The beam of light suppressing the green face became more and more solid, and the whole body was pressed to the ground, humble as dust.

"Look at it~"

"Just say you deserve to die, you still dare to do something to me, be honest?"

Xu Anshan knelt down and patted Qingmian's head.

Looking up and looking out, all the peaks in Wanjianzong are surging with soaring sword lights, this is the first time Xu Anshan has seen such a scene in several years after entering the peak.

"What's the situation?"

Xu Anshan turned his eyes sideways to the sky, and the sixth generation of sound transmission.

"What else can happen, this idiot wants to touch you, and the ancestors of Zhufeng are all angry." The master of Tianhuo Peak shrugged and looked at the beams of light in the sky, "Wan Feng Sword Intent, Wan Jianzong hasn't shown such a picture for a long time, I have to thank Junior Brother Xu for allowing us to see such a scene, but it is a pity that Qingshan is not here."

"Then what's going on around here?"

"The order of opening the mountain."

The Sixth Generation of Tianhuo said with a smile.

"Create a mountain?!" Xu Anshan widened his eyes when he heard the words, "Old Liu Qingshan and his Qingshan Peak are actually the first group to open a mountain?!"

"You think, Junior Brother, don't underestimate our Qingshan Peak."

Tianhuo Six Daime smiled.

"Although Qingshan is delicious, the opening time of Qingshan Peak is half an hour behind the main peak. It is the absolute elder peak of our Wanjian Sect. Our Tianhuo Peak and Wannian Peak are a few hours later than him."

I knock!

Liu Qingshan's background is so hard.

patriarch? !

Xu Anshan thought that Qingshan Peak was incorporated later, but unexpectedly it is still a backbone!

"It's quite surprising."

Xu Anshan smiled and shook his head without thinking too much, his eyes fell on Qingmian.

Qingmian, whose heart had been pierced by Wan Jian, was continuously spitting blood from his mouth, he looked like he was on the verge of death, and judging from his feeling, he didn't have any desire to survive.

"Wake up!"

"I didn't let you die!"

Xu Anshan patted his face, and Jiang Baihui suddenly stepped forward.

"Master, I'm coming!"

While speaking, Jiang Baihui drew his sword out of its sheath.

Threat therapy, which is omnipotent, has no effect on Qingmian.

"Bai Hui, Master." Xu Anshan patted Bai Hui's shoulder. This scare therapy requires the patient's desire to live, and Qing Mian seems to have no desire to live.

"Master, I can do it!"

Jiang Baihui said seriously.

"As long as I chop off his head..."

"No way." Xu Anshan hurriedly pressed Jiang Baihui's hand, "He...isn't worth your effort for him, he just wanted to kill Master, if we don't save him, Master can try it at will. "

"Oh~"

Hearing this, Jiang Baihui retreated silently, but secretly muttered in her heart.

really...

His decapitation healing technique is still not at home.

Seeing Jiang Baihui retreating back, Xu Anshan heaved a sigh of relief, if his apprentice went down with a sword, the Daluo Immortal would not be able to save Qingmian's dog's life even if he came.

With a green face, he can't die yet!

There are so many sixth-generation musculoskeletons who have not yet finished fighting. Can he die so comfortably? Obviously, this is impossible.

"Emotional old~"

"Give me a life-saving elixir, I want this old boy to live, and he still owes me more than 9000 ear scrapers!"

【Cure: Why are you calling him~】

[Cure: Anshan giegie, have you forgotten about the Nujia, the Nujia is your healing system, and the Nujia is the most authoritative in the entire system circle in terms of healing~~]

【Cure: Do you want to try others~】

[Cure: You’re not a good kid if you try it, he’s amazing~~~~]

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