In the black mist, Xue Zun looked helpless, but Gu Haoran looked like a hippie smiling face, looking around the thick black mist, his eyes flashed with dangerous cold light: "It seems that the old guy was frozen in the world, but he still stayed A real remnant has been laid. This guy has been hiding for so long, if there is no absolute certainty, he will not appear in front of you rashly."

"How about it, can you surely cut it?"

Gu Haoran turned to look at Xue Zun.

Xue Zun condensed the hint of helplessness, unwilling to say: "If I go further..."

"Okay, okay." Gu Haoran waved his hand to interrupt Xue Zun's words, "blame me, it's unnecessary to ask this question. With your temper, if you are sure to cut this ghost thing, you won't want to borrow the sword from Madam Deer. "

Xue Zun's lips trembled slightly, but he did not deny it.

In fact, Gu Haoran would appear here so suddenly, Xue Zun already understood the woman's attitude.

Many years ago, the deer clan was almost ransacked by the kings of the seas because of the ‘sword’ that might threaten the status of the kings.

Some people of the Deer tribe who remained afterwards believed that this sword had no chance of being born again, and continued to persevere. Sooner or later, even the True Martial Domain would not be able to accommodate them.

Xue Zun is one of these people.

He is extremely puzzled by those clansmen who are obsessed with creating the strongest sword, even if the craftsman forging the sword is his father.

But Xue Zun still couldn't understand this kind of madness, and even resented them. If it were not for this strongest sword, the Deer Clan would not have such an extermination disaster.

And this kind of disagreement resulted in the deer clan being divided into two factions. Among them, the clansmen who insisted on keeping warm and nurturing the strongest sword went away with their sword fetuses and lived in seclusion. The remaining deer clan members, headed by Xue Zun, stayed in Daxuezhou, waiting for the reappearance of the Four Seas King Court to avenge those tragic deaths.

The deer lady who lives in the depths of the old street is the leader of the deer family who walks away with a sword.

She is also Xue Zun's sister.

There was such an irreconcilable contradiction between the two. If it hadn't really reached the point of being exhausted, Xue Zun would never bow his head to borrow a sword from his sister.

"Although the sword has been made, you know very well that the most important thing is not the sword, but the person who uses it." Gu Haoran saw the extremely unwilling expression on Xue Zun's face and said softly, "Mrs. Deer. Meaning, even if you bring that sword in front of you, you won't be able to use it."

Xue Zun pursed his lips, unwilling to say: "The fetus of that sword was made by my father. Originally, it was my sword."

"But you already have the White Deer Sword, which is the most powerful inheritance martial spirit of the Deer Clan."

Gu Haoran said flatly: "In fact, when you accepted the inheritance of the Bailu Sword, you had already lost the qualification to hold that sword."

"When that kid mentioned the sword, everything was too late." Xue Zun sighed, but didn't mean to blame Gu Haoran.

He is Mrs. Deer's younger brother after all, and he knows better than anyone about his sister's stubbornness.

No matter how special Gu Haoran's status is, she has no right to influence her decision.

"Don't blame Mrs. Deer, she wants to avenge the King of the Seas more than anyone. It's just the situation today, even if I bring the sword, you will definitely not be able to cut it."

After Gu Haoran relieved, the long sleeves unfolded, and a picture scroll was drawn out of it.

Holding the picture scroll in both hands, Gu Haoran sighed: "Unexpectedly, in the end, I still have to rely on the treasure left by the old man to save my life."

Seeing the scroll, Xue Zun's eyes changed slightly, "This is what Senior Wu left..."

"Well, this is the last "Heaven and Human Origin" left by the old man."

Gu Haoran nodded, "Except for the one in your hand, my second junior brother has one in his hand. The last one, I wanted to use it to defend the little junior brother."

"It's a pity!"

Gu Haoran didn't go on, her eyes grew colder, as if she had seen through the depths of the black smoke, the hidden'monster beast'. "It's a shame to die under the last blow of the old man, you trash."

The thick black smoke seemed to be aware of something, and it spun slightly, condensed into a spiral nest, and continued to press against Gu Haoran and Xue Zun.

Upon seeing this, Xue Zun held the White Deer Sword in his hand, acting as a ‘guardian’. As the sword light flew up and down, the black smoke that approached was chopped up, and he said solemnly, “How long do you need?”

"Ten breaths."

Gu Haoran answered immediately.

Say nothing more than that.

Xue Zun knew that these ten breaths would be the key to victory.

And he has no doubt that when Gu Haoran unfolds that picture, he can end the battle.

Because that is the origin left by a strong man who saw the gods, the so-called celestial being, even if there is only one breath, it is also the shocking weather that suppresses thousands of miles!

call!

In the depths of the black smoke, a figure burst out.

It was a ‘person’ whose whole body was shrouded in black scales.

Of course, it's just that the posture is similar to the human race.

In the crevices of the scales on its body, a dark green flame is burning. The slender body obviously contains extremely terrifying power. What is even more bizarre is that its face is like a mask made of metal. Although its facial features are lifelike, it glows. A hint of cold light, no expression.

"It's actually the Poseidon of'Beihai'? He really hid something amazing."

When Gu Haoran urged Zhen Qi to open the picture scroll, he immediately recognized the identity of this black-clad man and said, "Lu Yu, don't die."

Xue Zun, whose real name was revealed, did not answer.

Because that Seagod will have moved.

Without any fancy attacks, it's just a punch to the extreme!

Slow and transparent ripples appeared in the entire space under its punch, and Xue Zun could not even see how it punched and how it came to him.

He could only rely on a trace of consciousness to raise the White Deer Sword to block that fist.

When the fists and swords collided, there was a bang in the space, and it was very abruptly still, then Xue Zun turned into a stream of light that the naked eye could not see, and was directly blasted into the ground!

The falling figure of Xue Zun fell into the Monster Beast Sea, and the entire ‘sea surface’ was like a stormy sea, heavy black shadows flying upwards, all black evil spirits shaken by the aftermath!

The moment the black evil spirits flew up, they were already shaken into dust, and it was spreading like a black snow.

He knocked down Xue Zun with one blow, but only three breaths passed at this moment.

All this happened so fast that even Gu Haoran, who was able to ignore the boundaries of heaven and earth, showed a look of surprise. His face was a little pale, and he smiled and said: "So strong, this is just 80% of your heyday strength, right? If you give it to you After returning to the peak period, this punch can beat him into flesh..."

While speaking this sentence, Gu Haoran was holding the scroll with one hand and pinching the Yin Jue with the other hand. The blue robe on his body was silent and hunting.

Poseidon will watch this scene indifferently, without any expression on his face full of metal texture, and raise his fist again. But its movement suddenly stopped, as if it was being pulled by invisible force, and it tilted its head slightly, looking at its arm as if it were puzzled.

On that arm, an endless flame burst out, full of terrifying power, but it was trapped and locked by a series of deep purple mysterious runes. Between each rune, a small transparent chain was linked, as if from the depths of the void. It stretched out, and pulled its arm tightly.

"The action is fast, but the brain is not so good."

At this moment, it was already the fifth breath, and Gu Haoran smiled sarcastically with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, "Do you still remember the breath on this picture scroll, don't you remember, that old man is still proficient in the method?"

"Fighting against Yanfa, you didn't kill me first, idiot, you really deserve to be the waste of the Four Seas King Court!"

On the seventh breath, Gu Haoran’s fingers pinching Yin Jue had already begun to tremble, but the scroll he was holding in his other hand was more than half unfolded, a vast breath escaping, and even the rolling black smoke around it was frozen and solidified. Signs.

Seeing this scene, the Seagod would continue to urge the ghost, and countless chains extending from the void were broken. Gu Haoran would vomit a big mouthful of blood every time it broke. This kind of blockade involving the ‘past’ and the ‘future’ was also a great burden for him.

Of course, Gu Haoran wouldn't be so embarrassed if it hadn't had to focus most of his mind on the opening scroll.

Finally, when the chains were mostly broken, Gu Haoran suddenly shouted to Monster Beast Sea: "Lu Yu! If you are not dead, give me a sword!"