The list of disciples appeared, and his wife Zinu was stunned

A raging flame, burning the sky.

This fire, it seems, is not the fire of the world, burning all things.

Even, the blazing heat makes the air emit a white gas visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Yan Thirteen only felt that he was in pain and uneasy.

It seems that he will die under the flames of the peerless good sword at any time.

Perhaps, this is a good ending.

A thought popped up in Yan Thirteen’s heart.

He is terminally ill.

Instead of dying in a place where no one knows, it is better to die under the peerless sword.

Only, when he was about to give up.

A figure of a person appeared in his mind again.

Yes!

As a disciple of the Wine Immortal, how dare he forget the teachings of his master.

Until the last moment, there can be no despair.

In an instant, a scene from the past appeared in Yan Thirteen’s mind.

Just like watching flowers, the people he met in this life and the things he encountered emerged one by one.

I, can’t die yet!

At this moment, Yan Thirteen seemed to have found the true meaning of life.

A terrifying force emanated from his body.

Along with this power, the endless killing intent on Yan Thirteen’s body was directly transformed.

Even, Yan Thirteen felt that the flames were docile.

At this moment, the ruthless kendo finally turned into a sentient sword.

This icy Cold True Qi also turned into a blazing fire.

Then, the monstrous flames couldn’t hurt him in the slightest.

It was like looking through the mountains and seeing a beautiful scenery like never before.

Martial arts mythology, the realm is completed!

Yan Thirteen is like a spring breeze, holding a peerless sword.

Then he pointed a finger at Dugu for defeat.

In an instant, the endless flames were directly separated, and at this moment, Yan Thirteen was like a demon god in the flames.

And the sword qi on him is fierce.

He has crossed life and death, ruthlessness and affection, and realized a new sword technique.

Sword Sixteen!

At this moment, it is just a confrontation with loneliness and defeat.

“It’s Yan XIII!”

“This, this is a breakthrough??”

“Good fellow, not only is it okay, but he is happy with the divine weapon, but he also has achieved the myth of martial arts?”

“This opportunity is against the sky!”

“It is worthy of being the tenth ranked existence on the Kyushu disciple list!”

“Tenth? The great master of martial arts shook the martial arts myth! ”

“Now it is already a mythical realm, he and Dugu seek defeat, who wins and who loses is still unknown!”

“I’m afraid this ranking will change~!”

“I really don’t know how this wine immortal exists, what kind of guidance he gave Yan Thirteen, and actually made him so strong!”

Everyone looked at Yan Thirteen in the flames, shocked.

They couldn’t believe that Yan Thirteen had such an opportunity.

Not only surrendered the peerless good sword, but also advanced to the martial arts myth.

For a while, everyone couldn’t help but look envious.

But more of a curiosity about the wine fairy.

There are many geniuses in this world, but Bó Lè does not often have them.

Only a truly strong person can teach a true genius.

Undoubtedly, Yan Thirteen is a genius.

But he was even more fortunate to have met such a strong person as the wine immortal.

“Master is right!”

“If you don’t fight until the last moment, who knows the real end?”

Dugu’s quest for defeat was full of emotion.

Ben thought he had defeated Yan XIII.

As a result, now Yan Thirteen actually broke through.

On the verge of breaking through, such a state of mind qualification is really appalling.

“We, go ahead!”

Yan Thirteen’s blood stirred.

Seeking defeat alone is an opponent worthy of respect.

Sword Fifteen was blocked.

So, his own sword sixteen, how can he block it?

“Big Brother Dugu!”

However, at this moment, a voice like an oriole sounded.

The next moment, I saw a beautiful figure flying into the sword pool.

And after her, two more women followed.

These three women have peerless bodies and are as agile as flying immortals.

“Guo Xiang!”

Dugu couldn’t help but be stunned when he sought defeat.

But then a smile couldn’t help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

Somewhere else.

“What, Guo Xiang?”

“This is Guo Xiang, the head of the Emei faction?”

“Isn’t it? The characters of these decades ago turned out to be so young? ”

“It is rumored that Guo Xiang is already a martial arts myth!”

“In recent years, martial arts myths have emerged one by one, have they all become cabbages?”

The crowd was shocked.

Guo Xiang, daughter of Guo Jing Huang Rong.

A figure of the same name as Zhang Sanfeng, he founded the Emei faction and ran rampant.

Such an existence even appeared.

Jianghu, the sky is about to change.

Martial arts myths appear one after another, will they still be confused in the future?

“Another helper?”

“Then go together!”

Yan Thirteen was undaunted.

At this moment, his blood was stirring.

Advance to the martial arts mythology yourself and realize the sixteen swords!

Just a big war.

“Who is this guy?”

“You actually want us to go together?”

Guo Xiang couldn’t help but be stunned.

Perhaps Yan Thirteen does not know his identity, but seeking defeat alone is a martial arts myth.

This guy actually wants to fight one against two?

So rampant?

“No more fighting!”

“The peerless good sword has confessed the Lord, and the purpose of this trip has failed!”

“Moreover, the old man has a premonition!”

“Yan Thirteen, your master and my master may be the same person!”

Lonely and defeated to say your own inferences.

There is no point in continuing to fight.

He came here just for the peerless good sword, but now the peerless good sword recognizes Lord Yan Thirteen.

He also didn’t want to continue the snatch.

Gentleman’s adult beauty!

Moreover, he had a sense of sympathy for Yan Thirteen.

“The same person?”

Yan Thirteen was stunned.

Jian Hao, who was present, was also stunned when he heard this.

They just feel their brains buzzing.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What did I hear?

Wine Immortal and Sword Maniac are the same person?

Calling around, and as a result, people became division brothers?

Both disciples became myths?

Is this possible?