Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Even Li Sansi has stepped into Tibet?

This is undoubtedly a huge blow for Bawang.

Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao entered the body Tibetan, and the overlord had nothing to say. After all, these two were Bai Yujing's disciples, and half of their feet had entered the body Tibetan, and there was a mysterious and powerful Lu Pingan behind them.

Entering the body is not beyond the expectations of the overlord.

But... Why did Li Sansi also enter the body store?

The overlord looked at Li Sansi with unbelievable eyes.

Previously, in the secret realm of Wolongling, Bawang's strength was still stronger than Li Sansi. Moreover, Li Sansi did not get much benefit. Can a "Sword of Yunling" copy allow Li Sansi to step into body storage?

The realm that the overlord is struggling to pursue has been beaten for countless times. Under the cruelty of the mysterious shadow, he insisted hard and never entered the body, and Li Sansi...... Why did this guy take his first step?

Overlord is unwilling, but unwilling and useless.

Immortal Condition, Immortal Condition... It is a condition that pays attention to.

With a sigh of breath, Xiang Shaoyun's eyes eased slightly.

He has grown up, and he is no longer the overbearing arrogant and enthusiastic overlord.

"Although I was a step slower, but... I am confident that I will eventually overtake you."

Overlord's eyes are like a torch.

Li Sansi, dressed in a robe, holding a wooden sword, fluttering his coat, saw Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao in the distance, his face slightly stiff, especially when he saw Nie Changqing, his face was a bit embarrassed.

The same is the Tibetan realm, he battled Nie Changqing outside the city of Beiluo, but he was drawn into suspicious life.

After that war, he also began to reflect on himself, realizing that there should be a problem with his breakthrough method.

Because Zhu Long helped him to break through, with a slight sense of coercion, Li Sansi's strength was weaker than that of his own subject, and Nie Changqing, who broke through the shackles.

At least, there is a slight lack of power control.

So, Li Sansi came, he passed the Longmen secret realm, crossed the chain bridge and came to this central palace.

In the center of the Eight Dragon Gates, there will be a very powerful master of the secret realm, just like the ancient alchemist who was sleeping in the coffin in the secret realm of Wolongling.

In fact, Li Sansi made a lot of determination before coming here.

Mainly because there are not many places where Da Zhou Chaozhong can let him exercise his strength.

Yes, there is a Bai Yujing.

Nie Changqing had just smoked him a meal, and it was not good for him to go to seek abuse again.

And Bai Yujing also has Lu Ping'an.

Li Sansi feels that if he is going to challenge, there may be no return.

Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, he returned to Daozong, stepped into the secret realm of the Dragon Gate, crossed the iron cable bridge, and landed here.

However, he did not expect that Nie Changqing, Ning Zhao and others were actually there.

"Ok... what a coincidence."

Li Sansi smiled, his face awkward.

Nie Changqing carried a pig-killing knife and hunted in a white shirt, glancing at Li Sansi.

"Challenge the Master of the Secret Realm?"

Nie Changqing asked.

Li Sansi nodded slightly.

"The courage is commendable, the son said that this dominance is an extraordinary hiding place..."

Nie Changqing said.

After that, he raised his hand and made a gesture of asking.

"You first."

Li Sansi's face changed slightly.

Actually, Lu Ping's praise can be obtained. Is it the terrible strength of this palace that dominates the Tibetan realm?

In order to transfer embarrassment, Li Sansi looked at the overlord.

"Overlord, long time no see..."

Li Sansi said.

He found that the breath of the overlord seems to still exist in the state of Qidan and has not yet entered the body.

Therefore, it is somewhat surprising.

This surprise surprised the tyrant's heart, and the tyrant glanced at him indifferently.

"To fight?"

The overlord lifted up his relatives, his long axe slammed on the shield, and the sound of clang lingered around the palace.

Li Sansi waved his hand, his face was slightly stiff, this overlord...... Why is it the same as taking gunpowder?

Ning Zhao ignored them.

The toes were lighter on the ground, the white skirt fluttered, and it burst out into a straight white horse.

The cicada winged sword in her hand lifted up and lay across her.

Nie Changqing also stepped up to keep up, and his hand fell on the handle of the pig-killing knife he was carrying.

The two almost rushed into the deep palace side by side.

Li Sansi exhaled, and the robe fluttered and followed.

The overlord clenched his fists. Without hesitation, he took a step and stepped into the palace.

Everyone is already in possession.

The king is unwilling only if he is not.

He will use more pressure to force himself into the body!

...

The second floor of Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion on Huxin Island.

Lu Fanduan took a wheelchair and burnt wine on Jin Nan's wooden table.

The wine in the pot hunted, exuding the intoxicating aroma, and a piece of green plum was clamped with chopsticks and put into the pot. The boiling liquor swallowed the green plum in a flash.

As for Lu Fan, it was those people who were in charge of the Eight Dragon Gates and the main group in the central palace.

"Overlord... not yet in possession."

"Sure enough, after entering the demon, the overlord is much stronger than the ordinary Qidan peak... If you want to enter the body, it is also more stressful than the ordinary Qidan peak."

"It's a blessing and a misfortune."

Lu Fan stirred the liquid in the jug with a bamboo tube, scooped out a spoon, leaned to his mouth, and took a sip.

Later, he narrowed his eyes.

With a bit of interest, he looked at what was happening outside Huxin Island.

...

Outside the island.

Many people from the rivers and lakes stood on the shore, and with the passage of time, impatient breath gradually permeated these people.

Someone began to feel uncomfortable and began to clamor.

Luo Yue looked indifferent and stood with a knife on his shoulders. The blood-bearing soldiers of Beiluo around him also pressed the knife one after another to stop these rivers and lakes.

There are some splashes in the rivers and lakes, it seems that the situation is not right.

Just want to leave.

"Let me go! Bai Yujing...I can't do it anymore?"

A second-rate martial arts man from the rivers and lakes was about to leave the lake, but was stopped and could not help shouting.

Luo Yue glanced at the man indifferently.

Although he didn't recognize this person, he felt a bloody smell from the people of this river and lake. Obviously... a lot of lives were contaminated on this river and lake.

And from the gloom and fierceness of this man's eyebrows, it can be seen that it must be a fierce generation.

As this man cheated.

More and more Jianghu martial arts spoke out.

The calm by the lake was suddenly broken.

"We are going, why don't you let us go?"

"Bai Yujing is also bullying too much? I wait for worship with a respectful heart, and the result is very disappointing."

"What is the power of practitioners? It seems to be similar to those of the martial arts in martial arts! All of them have a virtue!"

...

Many rivers and lakes are constantly noisy.

Luo Yue looked at these people coldly. Perhaps some of these people were sincere and sincere to pay their respects to Bai Yujing.

However, most people come to join in the excitement, or take chances.

After all, if the world's first practitioner's force could be lucky enough to join it, its status in martial arts would be extraordinary.

Even if they joined Bai Yujing and were expelled, they also had bragging talks. After going to various places in the future, they also had the capital of being sham and wicked, and would even be regarded as a guest by some small family gatekeepers and set foot on the peak of their lives.

Luo Yue has seen more of such people.

"Come here if you want, leave where you want...Where is Beiluocheng?"

"Where is Bai Yujing?"

The horizontal flesh on Luo Yue's face shook.

At the next moment, the knife slammed in the waist, and the clang sounded across the lake.

The soldiers around him also drew knife.

The warriors burst into a pan, what is this for?

However, the battle did not erupt after all.

Luo Yue raised his head, but saw a lonely boat lingering on the lake.

At the front of the lone boat, there is a white shirt carrying a yellow pear wood sword box, with four swords hidden in the box, sitting on the lone boat with his hands on his chest.

The lonely boat is rippling and the water ripples are swept to the sides.

Along with the mist, it seemed a bit free and easy.

"The son said, if you can board the island, you can visit Bai Yujing."

"However, if you want to go to the island, you will pass me."

The white shirt guest on the lone boat spoke slowly.

His voice suppressed the noise and made many Jianghu people stunned slightly.

Luo Yue picked up the corner of his mouth, and the knife returned to its sheath.

"Fugitive, kill."

Luo Yue spoke coldly and relentlessly.

The inexplicable body of the people on the shore shook.

"Are you a disciple of Bai Yujing?"

Rivers and lakes people shouted towards Jing Yue floating on the lonely boat.

Jingyue stood up slowly, standing with his hands down, shaking his head.

"Not yet."

"However, to win all of you... I am."

Jing Yue said.

The words fell, as if a pot of hot water suddenly boiled up, and many people in the rivers and lakes almost screamed.

They came to worship Bai Yujing.

As a result, one person came out and said that he was not a disciple of Baiyujing. He could become a disciple of Baiyujing by defeating them.

Does this treat them as stepping stones?

the most important is……

Is this person too crazy?

Here they are... There are thousands of martial arts.

Not ordinary thousands of soldiers, but thousands of martial arts. The blood and blood exploded can drown Jingyue.

"It's said that Bai Yujing's disciples are crazy, and the master of Bai Yujing is even more crazy..."

"Now, even Bai Yujing's disciples are not people, so crazy!"

Some people from the lake and the lake laughed coldly.

Many people's eyes are grinning, but they are also moved.

If they were able to kill Jingyue, or hit Jingyue hard, they left Beiluo City, and they also had talks.

Regardless of whether Jingyue is a disciple of Baiyujing or not, if they leave Beiluo, they can declare to the world that they had injured Baiyujing’s disciples in Beiluo City. In the eyes of family gatekeepers in some small places, their status will naturally rise.

Therefore, many people look at Jingyue, but they are also eager to try.

Lonely boat docked.

Jing Yue jumped up the stairs.

Looking at the more than a thousand martial arts people in the dark, Jing Yue felt the pressure.

This pressure gave him a strong and extreme urge to turn around and escape.

Whenever he encounters an invincible situation, Jingyue will explode with this mentality.

He wants to escape, he wants to live.

Jing Yue held down his shaking thigh and yanked a piece of meat. Although it hurt, it eased the fear in his heart.

Some martial men sneered when they saw Jing Yue.

"Is this...the scared legs shaking?"

"One thousand, it's still a warrior. Who does he think he is? Is Baiyu Jinglu safe? It's normal to be scared of soft legs."

"It always feels like this man will run away in the next second!"

The martial arts chuckled.

However, many people still moved when they laughed. These people have rich combat experience and very fierce means.

Withdrawing the sword, he greeted Jingyue's vital point.

These martial arts pioneers were all contaminated with many lives.

They are very fierce and very ruthless.

Jing Yue exhaled.

He raised his hands, his fingers together, and flicked forward.

The sword in the sword box suddenly roared with the sound of clang.

A sword was drawn in the chest of a river and lake man, and the spitting blood hit by the opponent flew out.

Jing Yue held the sword in his hand.

There was firmness in his eyes, and the son gave him this opportunity, and he must grasp it well.

Otherwise...these so-called rivers and lakes, the sons can suppress them all as long as they gently drop a son onto the chessboard.

A thousand martial arts people, even if they are all second-rate and non-influential, are very stressful for Jingyue.

What's more, among these martial artists, there are also some first-class and guru!

The sword is hidden in the box, and the handle is again out of the sheath.

Jing Yue rushed out with two swords.

He did not use Reiki, because he understood that once the Reiki was exhausted, he could only support it physically, even if he was a master warrior, the physical strength could not be more than hundreds of thousands.

Therefore, he needs to find a breakthrough rationally.

A crowd of people from all over the world threw themselves up.

Jing Yue twitched the long sword in his hand, propelled several Jianghu people to fly, and burst into the chest.

Many people wailed when they fell to the ground.

"You...had fallen on the grass and killed a small village."

suddenly.

Jing Yue framed a sword, blocking a second-rate martial arts man.

His eyes squinted, and he recognized this person, coldly.

The sword in his hand turned around, pierced the body of the warrior, and nailed it to the ground.

The four swords come out of the box.

Jing Yue became more and more fierce. He originally kept his hands, but as these people from the rivers and lakes exploded in their murderous intentions, there was a murderous opportunity to kill him, and he Jing Yue...

Naturally, there is no need to keep hands.

The four swords were dazzled by him.

Holding two swords in both hands, after piercing through people, two swords were drawn from the corpse to continue killing the enemy.

Suddenly.

Jing Yue had a feeling of being stared at by the poisonous snake.

A master warrior attacked and struck Jingyue's back head, killing him.

Jing Yue turned around, and a beam of aura in Qi Dan mobilized.

A sword swept out.

The guru was swept directly, and a large mouth of blood was sprayed in the air.

Jing Yue began to gasp.

There are more and more people around.

Peripheral.

Luo Yue, who was guarding, looked at the picture, his eyes flashing with dignity.

Looking at the Jingyue submerged by the murderous Jianghu Wuren, he was not optimistic.

Jing Yue's strength is much weaker than Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao.

His aura reserves are not high, but only about four or five strands.

Once the reiki has been consumed, the physical strength will soon be unable to keep up.

This battle... is difficult for Jingyue.

Jing Yue gasped, and his chest looked like a bellows.

Many warriors stared at him fiercely, waving their arms in their hands, almost overwhelming Jing Yue.

The picture in front of me gradually began to blur and overlap.

That burning village, those fallen bodies, bloody ground...

The crying of countless children and women.

Jing Yue's eyes appeared like a demon in front of him.

A thread of erosion ate his heart, making him a little trance.

Parents screamed for him to escape, the farther the better, and survive.

He crossed thousands of miles and fled from West County to South County...

He has been running away all his life.

At Sword School, everyone laughed at his cowardice.

Now, does he still have to escape?

A sharp pain made Jing Yue sober.

A warrior was full of ecstasy, he hurt Jingyue, he would win soon!

However, at the next moment, Jing Yue swept him with a sword that held his spirit.

Jing Yue leaned on the sword, and he could no longer care about picking up other swords.

He was left out for a long time on Huxin Island. Jing Yue knew why, because he always wanted to escape because of danger. Lu Fan was slow to let him become a member of Bai Yujing, but he was worried about Huxin Island in the future. Encountered a crisis, he fled the first one in Jingyue.

The feeling of abandonment will make Lu Fan disappointed, rather than disappointing, it is better not to give hope.

However, Lu Fan still gave Jing Yue a chance.

Jingyue cherishes this opportunity very much and wants to prove himself and wants to join Bai Yujing.

He likes the atmosphere of Bai Yujing.

He actually regarded Bai Yujing as his home.

On the island, there is Ni Yu who always farts but practises a good man, Nie Shuang who strives to practice fist actively, Ru Ning Zhao, the vicissitudes of Nie Changqing, and Yi Yue, Lu Dongxuan, Lu Mu, etc.

There is also a mysterious and powerful son, Lu Ping'an.

When Jiansheng Huadong left, he had to take him with him, but Jingyue refused.

He likes Bai Yujing and likes to stay on Huxin Island.

Holding his sword, he looked at these fierce and fierce people.

Jing Yue suddenly laughed.

This time, he could not escape, nor did he want to escape.

He has to face it once.

He has to work hard once.

The tip of the sword that reached the ground pulled up and grinded with bluestone to make a tear.

Jing Yue laughed lightly.

Without looking back, the white shirt was stained with blood and rushed to many martial arts people, drowned by the crowd.

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