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I let out a low cry, and accompanied by my anger, an abyssal majesty manifested behind me, majestic and majestic.

"Abyss mace?"

Fan Yi was taken aback, sat firmly on the throne, shook his folding fan, and smiled: "This is not surprising, it's no wonder that you can step into the Quasi-God Realm so quickly in July Liuhuo, but... can refine the abyss. It really proves that you... can't stay!"

I frowned and stood there without moving. In fact, the half-step ascending machine in my body was already surging like a wave.

"You say you."

Fan Yi leaned slantingly in the throne, his eyes sneered, with a sneer: "Dignified Liuhuo Great, that world leader Jing Yunyue's junior, Xuanyuan should die, and all your layouts will emerge one by one. It can be said to be successful. It's just such a figure who rules the world, but he can't even hold his best friend. He went to Yunxi province to die without hearing the wind. Could it be that your shrewdness of July Flowing Fire couldn't notice it at all?"

He sneered: "Maybe he has noticed a little, but wishful thinking to let the wind go unheard to death, after all, what can a white-clothed officer do compared to the entire human spirit? On the chessboard, the white-clothed officer's appearance is only one of yours after all. It’s just a chess piece, and your so-called anger, so-called unwillingness, is just to cover up your inner guilt, isn't it?"

I looked up at Fan Yi's throne, gritted my teeth: "Fuck your mother!"

"Tsk tsk, curse, don't you?"

He shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "The Great Emperor Liu Huo is half a scholar, and he is not a martial artist. This is not right. The truth of our scholars should be said with your mouth. The reason why you are anxious in July Liu Huo Just because I was right, half of the death without the wind is your instruction. As for the sincere death, huh... this kind of little character in the dragon domain, will you take Liuhuo in July in your heart?"

I stood in place, my mind was agitated.

...

"Huh~~~"

Next to him, the golden light scrolled and turned into two figures in a blink of an eye. One was the Xiyue Mountain monarch dressed in white, who did not hear the wind, and beside him was the Xiyue Holding Sword female officer sincerely holding a white jade sword.

"Fan Yi."

Feng Buwen raised his head and looked into the air, and said with a smile: "Disgusting people do have a hand, and they are really good at handling people's hearts. But you don't need to instigate between me and Xiaoyao King. I am not so stupid. , Xiaoyao King is not stupid. If you want to plant a heart demon in Xiaoyao King’s heart with my blindness and the true girl, then don’t waste your thoughts."

He turned to look at me and said with a smile: "Why do you want to prove the truth without hearing the wind?

I glanced at the double-bead sword leaning on the side of the throne, the sword body was cast with a head of innocence and sincerity, I couldn't help feeling dull, and said, "I'm sorry, Fengxiang."

"Why bother?"

Feng Buwen looked at me with a smile: "His Royal Highness is now the lord of a country, the Great Emperor Liuhuo who was enshrined that day. If you live with guilt on your back, it would be too exhausting. Now I am a King of Xiyue Mountain and a beautiful woman. On the side, I'm already satisfied. Your Royal Highness might as well take a look at the throne Fan Yi, who is very good at disgusting people. What does he have?"

He looked at Fan Yi and said with a smile: "The villain is discordant, deceives his ancestors, and gets half of the world's cultural fortune. It's just a dog next to Lin Hai, alone, with friends beside him, but Is there a beautiful woman? As a scholar, even the spine has been broken. It is not a dog. Oh, half of the literary luck is a dog that can read and write articles. It is still a dog."

My scalp is numb, and we in white clothes also have a hand in disgusting people!

Scholars curse, really terrible.

...

Above the throne, although Fan Yi still has a smile on his face, his face has changed, and his smile has become stiff. The unheard of the wind is the key point. Fan Yi is a scholar with deep attachments in his heart, and finally left. At the point of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestor, Fan Yi is still alone, not a dead person with a withered body, and no one knows how far his obsession can take him. The words did not fall on Fan Yi's heart.

"The wind doesn't smell, it seems that you, Mr. Xiyue, are doing too smoothly. Take the sword!"

Fan Yi abruptly got up, closed the folding fan, and picked up the double bead sword in one hand. He was anxious. He was just coming over to be disgusting. By the way, he planted a demon on my Quasi-God Realm, but he didn't expect to be dispelled by the wind. On the contrary, it caused the demon deep in his heart. No matter how tall he stands, what is the point of being alone? Therefore, Fan Yi, who hadn't planned to ask Jian, was anxious, he was about to start asking Jian.

"Huh!"

A sword light came from the north. After the sword light, with dense golden text dragging, Fan Yi's first sword had already used at least 70% of its strength. The throne, ranked fourth, was a powerful sword. , You can imagine how strong it is.

But the wind is not what it used to be. I raised my hand to hold the white jade sword from my true heart, and pierced the sky with a sword. In addition to the vigorous mountain atmosphere contained in the sword light, it was dragged with strands of cyan text. , Accompanied by a loud roar, the two sword lights collided in the air, and the sword energy of each other was strangling endlessly, forming a huge chaotic ball of sword energy in the air.

I stood on the spot and looked at the air. Good fellow, apart from Sister Yun, Fan Yi should be the closest person to the Ascended Realm in the world. With the blessing of Throne Qi Luck, in fact Fan Yi’s sword is already quite powerful. It has been repaired more than the ordinary Ascension Realm sword, and Feng Buwen is sitting on the mountain weather of Xiyue. In addition, he is now the head of the four mountains, and the luck of the other three mountains is easy to grasp. Therefore, although Feng Buwen is on Beiyue Lishan, it can still be Exerting about 80% of their peak strength, 80% of the strength of the Four Sacred Mountains is equally ascendant, even better than Fan Yi.

The questioning sword of the two scholars did not reach the dark situation. When the wind did not hear and handed out the third sword, Fan Yi was very struggling to receive it. From the sword questioner to the sword receiver, the throne weather Blasted by the sword light that the wind does not hear, it continues to crack, and, under the swords that are not heard by the wind, strands of cyan characters are rising in the open forest sea, turning into giant mountains, unconsciously Actually, Fan Yi's throne was "arch guarded" in it, just like a cage.

"The wind doesn't smell, you want to kill me?!"

Fan Yi yelled, his throne filled with luck.

"how?"

The wind does not hear the majestic mountain weather, standing like a mainstay between the sky and the earth, smilingly said: "You fan can kill the wind without hearing it, can't the wind kill you without the wind? Could it be that you are the only one in the world? Fan Yi is the fate of heaven. Come back, the rest are just passing by?"

In an instant, more than ten swords were handed out in a row, rumbling between heaven and earth.

The pioneering forest sea is too close to the four mountains, and the four mountains are small worlds that are not heard by the wind. Numerous swords are set off between the world and the earth, forming a cage to imprison the northern throne Fan Yi here.

Fan Yi rushed from left to right, and the throne began to crack, but he could not escape.

...

"The wind does not smell, so courageous!"

In the air, a big gray hand suddenly fell from the sky with a strict law. At the moment of falling, all five fingers turned into a strong sword intent, and the "fluffy" blue scrolls and mountains condensed by the wind were crushed almost instantly. It was for Fan Yi to break the siege, but the wind did not hear the backhand pressure, and strands of golden text in the air wrapped the mountain atmosphere and crashed on the back of this big gray hand, making it impossible to withdraw it in a short time.

"laugh!"

A ray of sword light came from the west, smashing the entire gray hand, and at the same time, Fan alienated into a stream of light, engulfing the scattered throne and heading north, which could no longer be stopped.

Senior Sister Yun and Feng Buwen joined forces, and still couldn't keep Fan Yi. After all, the person who came to save was Lin Hai. That kind of arrogant aura was so familiar that only Lin Hai had it in the entire world.

...

"Thank you, Senior Sister!"

I arched my hand to the west.

Senior Sister Yun's voice floated: "It's just a matter of raising your hand."

Like the wind, he arched his hand in the direction of the Dragon Region, then turned to look at me, and smiled: "The death of the wind does not have anything to do with your Highness. There is no need for any demon. As for this Fan Yi, I want to give it to your Highness this time. A kind of heart demon, but he didn’t want to steal the chicken and lose the rice. On the contrary, he was almost trapped in Beiyue, huh, even the sword of the ascending realm sword repairer, Fertuna, can be picked up by the four mountains of the Xuanyuan Empire, let alone he is a quasi **** Throne of Realm?"

I looked at the north: "This time, Fan Yi should eat a pot when he goes back?"

"It must be so."

The wind did not listen to the wind and chuckled: "Just now, when Lin Hai saved Fan Yi, he was close to manifesting his true form, but that true form was obliterated by Master Yunyue's sword. If nothing else, Lin Hai's strength was at least cut off. Half-percent, half-percent...enough to keep Fan Yi in confinement for a period of time."

I laughed: "It deserves it, let him be mean."

The wind does not hear the chuckle: "You don’t need to be too persistent about the double-bead sword. The true girl and I have now been cast into golden bodies and become legendary gods. The mortal body has already fallen off, so the double-bead sword is just one. The double bead sword, your Highness must not force it."

"Got it."

I nodded: "When I have a chance, I will destroy the double bead sword. If there is no chance, I will forcibly create this opportunity. Please don't worry about Fengxiang."

He gently arched his hand: "In this case, if the wind doesn't hear it, I won't worry about it anymore and go."

"I don’t want to send it far away~lightnovelpub.net~ I don’t hear the wind, my heart turned into a mountain, water, and luck rushing towards Xiyue, I turned and sat on a rock, looking at Guan Yang, who was holding a sword. He smiled and said, "Does Zhenyang Duke feel old? "

The old man laughed, stroked his beard and said: "It has always been like this, there is wind, and my old bones can be much easier."

I nodded.

At this moment, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings, an imperial flying eagle knight descended from the sky, clasped his fist and said: "Your Majesty, there is a conflict over the ancestral temple, Lin Xiang asked me to come and invite your Majesty to go back!"

"Ancestral Temple?"

I frowned, and I don't know what I am doing, the emperor's daily task? It stands to reason that it shouldn't be a harem fighting for favor. I, the emperor, is really heartbreaking and annoying.

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