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Chapter 757

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Fan Wujie took a cold breath.

As the master of Wanjian Pavilion, he had a deep understanding of Bai Yi middle-aged.

Right now here is the legendary sword mound. Since the founding of Wanjian Pavilion, hundreds of millions of swords have stood there for thousands of years, and the meaning of swords is endless.

It is also because of this sword mound, the middle-aged white man remade the legendary ancient sword. The amazing sword of Lingtian in front of him is the legendary ancient sword after reforging. It is powerful and powerful, and cannot be described by words. The ground is unstoppable.

However, the middle-aged man in white said to Fan Wujie that he saw the thief with his own eyes, but he did not dare to do it because the other party was so big. He could only watch the spirit vein being stolen.

If it wasn't heard in person, Fan Wujie would even think he was dreaming!

The expression of Brahma Wucao made the middle-aged man in white a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat and shifted the topic: "That snake has swallowed all the spiritual veins, and it will never appear again. This is the way to go, right What was the result of the six comparisons this time, why did I not feel the mad breath of Luo Yun and Baili? "

"These two are the genius demon that has been rare for a thousand years, and they are also the two I like the most. As long as they can practice smoothly, the Emperor Wu Realm is just around the corner!"

The middle-aged man in white is not stingy with praise and praise, but Fan Wujie's face is a bit ugly, and he bowed: "Return to the ancestor, this time the six great comparisons, Luo Yun and Baili madness have harvested, and both have broken through to In the realm of Yin and Yang, Luo Yun became famous by his unparalleled strength and won the top position successfully. "

Wen Yan said that the middle-aged man in white was bright before his eyes, but he was not happy for a long time. Fan Wujie sighed: "But after the end of the six sects, Luo Yunxian was proud, and when I returned to Wanjian Pavilion, he killed him in one fell swoop Two sword masters were uttered, and they confessed the madness of Baili, and they fled in fear of sin.

"Not only that, the outer gate of Wanjian Pavilion, taken by Luo Yun, was completely disrupted. It took me a long time to suppress the anger, otherwise, Wan Jiang Pavilion would fall apart."

"There is such a thing!" The middle-aged white man's eyes widened, and his hearty eyes immediately became bleak.

He leaned on the high platform, staring at the sword of Ling Tian with sorrow, and sighed: "Since recasting the legendary ancient sword, I have been looking for a suitable inheritor, but no matter how I look for it, the final result is not satisfactory. . "

"In the decades you have served as the patriarch, many geniuses have emerged in Wanjian Pavilion, but the wounds and the deaths have not ended. It is rare that Luo Yun and Baili mad, but these two people fled in sin ... "

The middle-aged man in white sighed with emotion, while Fan Wujie stood aside without saying a word, but stood quietly.

After Xu Yu, the middle-aged man in white finally stopped talking, and Fan Wujie stood up again, and said in courtesy: "Luo Yun and Baili are crazy, their talents are not weak, but their temperament is cunning. If they inherit the legendary ancient sword, It will only shame the ancestors. Fortunately, this time, the leader of the six sages is named Wanjian Pavilion, which gives Wanjian Pavilion the right to allocate resources. "

"As the patriarch of the Wanjian Pavilion, I will make good use of these resources, continue to cultivate genius demon, and let the ancestors find the right successor as soon as possible!"

Speaking of which, Fan Wujie straightened on one knee and behaved extremely respectfully, but his deep, low eyes sparkled with cold light, full of disdain and ridicule.

These expressions were not seen by the middle-aged man in white. He extended his hand, slowly raised Fan Wujie, and nodded, "I'm relieved to let this matter be handled by you, but you still have to pay more attention to Luo Yun, Don't give up on this. "

"That is of course!" Fan Wujie bowed and nodded again, stepped back, and slowly left the sword mound.

Rumble!

Above the cliff, the bright halo emerged again, and the figure of Fan Wujie came out of the halo. When the halo disappeared, the expression on his face suddenly changed, no respect, no excitement. , Only a deep sense of sarcasm.

"A good sword spirit for a thousand years, in the final analysis, is nothing more than a cowardly cowardly person who fears life and death. He has been shrinking in Wanjian Pavilion for thousands of years.

"Since re-casting the legendary ancient sword, on the surface, you are constantly looking for the right person of inheritance, but in fact, it is just fearing that the Qiu family will come to the door and find a poor substitute for the dead."

Fan Wujie watched the return of the cliff as usual, and his words and deeds all showed a strong sense of sarcasm. He served as the master of Wanjian Pavilion for many years, and had already seen through the thoughts of the middle-aged man in white clothes.

He grinned loudly and ridiculed: "In the past few decades, whenever you find a suitable heir, I will secretly shoot and quietly kill it. In this case, I will always be able to control the legendary ancient sword, and You have to live with me. "

"Stupid as you, I thought I would work diligently, but I didn't know that you have already been played by me, even if Luo Yun and Baili did not escape, they will die in my hands!"

Fan Wujie was almost venting, and he screamed out the words he held in his heart. These words, hidden in his heart for many years, were never disclosed to anyone.

In the eyes of others, all he did was for rights, but for the name of the patriarch of Wanjian Pavilion, it was not.

What Fan Wujie really wants is not the name of the patriarch, but the legendary ancient sword.

It is for this reason that he will continue to assassinate the geniuses one after another, and he will completely control the Wanjian Pavilion. He wants to control everything in his hands, and no clues or mistakes are allowed.

"However, today's sword spirit seems strange in words and deeds. It actually emphasizes Luo Yun many times. It seems that it is not enough to discredit this person. It is best to kill him, so that the sword spirit can be completely eliminated. 'S delusions ... "

Fan Wujie recalled every sentence of the middle-aged man in white, left while thinking about it, and his head was tumbling and he began to think about countless matters.

Also annoyed by his thoughts, there is Gu Fanxing, the master of the ancient guru of stars.

At this moment, he was standing in the Hall of Stars with his hands behind him, pacing back and forth, and occasionally raised his head to look out the door, releasing a strong sense of worry.

In contrast, Liu Wentian was quite calm, sipping tea, and his expression was extremely chic and casual.

At this moment, outside the star palace, a starlight suddenly looted.

The starlight shattered and opened. The arrival was Liu Guqiang. He wore a black suit and entered the star palace. Then he walked in front of Gu Fanxing, but he heard Gu Fanxing preemptively say: "How is the specific situation?"

"After two days of rectification, all the elites of the ancient stars of the stars have been assembled, a total of 130,000 people, including two people in the Nirvana realm, 18 people in the Yin and Yang realm, and 4,500 people in the heavenly spirit realm, and the rest are "Earth spirit realm." Liu Guqiong sighed when he answered.

Of the six major comparisons this time, the loss of the ancient stars of the stars is particularly heavy, especially the high-end combat power, but it has also lost a lot. Otherwise, the number will not be so thin.

"Now that the assembly is complete, let's go!" Gu Fanxing could not wait any longer. He flew out of the Star Palace and came to the high place of the Holy Star City.

Although it was late at night, under the shining of the stars, the Holy Star City was as bright as day. In the city, there were countless figures standing, all exuding a magnificent atmosphere and high fighting spirit.

Gu Fanxing's eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and then he raised his hand and shouted: "You, for the family, but also for the ancient stars, let's set off and discuss justice with Wanjian Pavilion!"