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No matter what the real purpose of the Mirror Hiding Man, no matter what his so-called action is to seek opportunities to help the other races fighting the trapped beasts, or to take the opportunity to destroy the silence, the behavior of losing patience in front of the old man with crane hair is doomed to be unable to achieve his wish.

Because the sky knife is not allowed.

During the Ten Days of Saints, Duan Qianjie believed that he had no absolute strength and cut down the first level of the Mirror Man or the Moon in the Well with one knife. The Heavenly Sword made a knife, and there was no strength or weakness, and he would not be distracted.

The cumbersomeness of one sword is endless, even if there are thousands of swords, it will be useless.

But saving people and killing people are two different things after all. The inability to kill the Mirror Man in the Sky Knife does not mean that there is no way to save his lives from him.

The reason is also very simple.

Saving or killing people is nothing more than a single knife.

When many jade pieces inlaid with golden wisps overflowed and burst out thousands of ripples of fireworks across the sky and descended to the courtyard, the sky and the earth repeatedly sounded.

The sound of the Heavenly Sword that ruled the world was accompanied by the sound of the Heavenly Sword that ruled the world. It was like a reminder. But when everyone heard the sound of the sword, the Heavenly Sword had already put away the sword! No one saw when he was

When he used his sword, Qiu Beixue, a junior of the sword, whose cultivation level was not as weak as that of the Heavenly Sword, was secretly impressed!

The sky knife put away the knife, then threw it away casually, and the sky knife in his hand crossed thousands of miles and flew back to the Duanjia Silent Sword Mountain again.

The mirror hidden man is nowhere to be found.

There were only the laughter of madness and devil floating in the sky.

Where he appeared, there were only the cracks of void healing gradually after the sword light penetrated into it like a stream of water that could not be cut open.

The old man with crane hair stood in the void with his hands behind his back, letting the crazy laughter gradually fade away, his eyes containing thousands of swords looked up to the sky and the earth, until he confirmed that the huge wind and snow silver city had no longer hidden mirror aura

After that, I breathed a little relieved.

He watched the white fires that overflowed after the fireworks exploded, covering the entire courtyard, but he had no intention of rescue.

The same is true for the snow in the north of autumn that has been waiting and watching.

He could not watch the more than a hundred brothers of Lingwei who were buried in the fire. The anxious Jiang Manlou's hands changed and turned into an umbrella.

He was about to take action to block the fire that had fallen into the Silver City, but he saw an extremely holy lotus blooming from the courtyard, and then slowly floated up under countless gazes.

The sacred light of the lotus swallowed all the flowing fires.

The lotus rose to the depths of the clouds, and the sacred light gradually faded away. On the lotus, in the wind and snow, two shadows appeared.

A black dress sets off a slender and straight figure, and a handsome and resolute face under the three thousand silver hair.

Luo Changfeng and An Hongdou came on the lotus platform. The moment he showed his figure, he pointed his right hand and pointed it, and the broken sword flew out without further reversing. He drew a semicircle in the sky, and then flew under the Yan Lingwei cloth.

In the net.

The sword wind roared, and blood splattered, and the sword cut one hundred and thirty-six consecutively!

With one sword, all the alien races died!

Fengxue Yincheng seemed to quiet in an instant. The ears were quiet, no one was making noise or killing.

Countless fiery gazes in the city watched the sword fly back to the hands of the man in black-clothed silver hair on the lotus platform with a sound, and finally turned into a light spot to disappear.

Before those who had first set foot in the Snow Silver City of Feng and Snow guessed the identity of the visitor, an overjoyed shout immediately shocked everyone!

The sound came from Liu Shisan.

Liu Shisan called out to Master.

People were stunned, but didn't realize anything.

Immediately afterwards, more than a hundred Yan Lingwei knelt down together, and they shouted: "See the city lord!"

"See the city lord!"

"See the city lord..."

The mountain cry echoed in the wind and snow silver city, allowing all the people in the martial arts world who came to meet for swords to open their eyes.

In the past ten years, people have heard too many names and legendary stories of the Lord of Fengxue Yincheng.

Now, they finally have the real person.

"That's the Lord of Fengxue Silver City!"

"Black clothes, silver hair, tall, but so young!"

"Is that sword just now the legendary Yiyi Sword?"

“…”

Looking at the pair of mandarin ducks on the lotus platform and listening to the endless discussion in his ears, Jiang Manlou collected the magic weapon and blanched at Luo Changfeng: "The matter has been resolved, you are here!

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...

The appearance of Luo Changfeng is just right.

The plot of alien race was shattered in the cradle, and Liu Shisan and others successfully escaped from danger. At this opportunity, if he refused to show up for a long time, no one could stop the real battle between Duan Qianjie and Qiu Beixue.

The sword meeting is about to be held, and as the lord of Fengxue Yin City, I no longer want any trouble.

In the city lord's mansion, Luo Changfeng and Jiang Manlou were the main ones. The old man with crane hair and Qiu Beixue from afar were gathered in the guest seats to discuss the infiltration of the Tibetan mirror man and the alien race. This is the real infiltration of the alien race in ten years.

It was first received by big names.

An Hongdou accompanied Mrs. Jiang Yu Zhongtang in the backyard.

The only juniors of the Duan family, Zhu Da, and even dozens of Jiange disciples who helped to eliminate foreign races were invited to the mansion and gathered in the Feng Pavilion in the courtyard where silver flowers were flying and covered with silver trees.

After washing and changing clothes, Liu Shisan and the little monk and Song Lingyun met, they saw the juniors of the Duan family and the disciples of Jiange from Tianque New List, and went up to say hello together.

At this time, a Lingwei walked through the courtyard corridor and entered the lobby: "Report to the city lord, Nangong Jiu is asking for a meeting outside the door."

Luo Changfeng, who was ranked second in the sky in the past, was naturally familiar with Tianque Dixuan. In fact, in order to create a great world, he also secretly focused on the future of the world.

Tianji Pavilion issued three swordsmen in the top ten new list of Tianque, two of whom came from Duanjia, which was the future choice for Tiandao and Daoku that Duanjia carefully cultivated. Only Nangong Jiu, the man who rarely heard of it.

Tianji Pavilion commented that his sword talent is not inferior to that of the future Tiandao, but did not give much explanation to his master. For this reason, Luo Changfeng once doubted whether Nangong Jiu came from Beixue Mountain Villa of Beixue Kuaidao, and now Beixue is in Qiu Qiu.

I think the guess is wrong.

Just as he was thinking, he heard the old man Duan Qianjie say, "This little friend is not simple."

Luo Changfeng asked, "How do you explain this to me, senior?"

Duan Qianjie glanced at Qiu Beixue: "As I expected, this is the younger generation who awakened the sword crazy outside the city gate just now."

Qiu Beixue nodded undeniably.

Luo Changfeng was quite surprised.

To a certain extent, the sword idiot Baiyu can be regarded as a good teacher and friend in his career in the process of cultivating swords. Although he had never met, the battle at Bailou Gate made Luo Changfeng remember this name forever, and later learned swords in the library.

...

Luo Changfeng's sword is learned from his own swordsmanship.

The sword-dead learns to cut off smokers by themselves.

Duanyanke's life cultivation is obtained from two places, including the Tiandao Duanjia and Wuxiangdao Sect.

Now, among the younger generations who learn from the future, someone can awaken the crutch that the sword cynical was buried in front of the Bailou Gate... Luo Changfeng was vaguely illusioned, feeling that there seemed to be a guide in the dark, allowing the academy's sword path to pass on continuously.

Luo Changfeng ordered, "Please hurry up."

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