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But compared to the sword light and sword shadows that make beans become soldiers, scholars' competition among themselves is not only colorful but also unique in their hearts. What we must mention is the way to write and slowly.

One word, slow.

The two of them exchanged their respects, and the Mo Xia Chunqiu really responded to the sentence: "At that time, the days were long. After today, there was tomorrow. After this year, there was next year. After spring and summer, after autumn, there was still autumn.

Winter, after winter, you can see next spring coming..."

It can be said that the smoke from cooking is curling, and the day is like the year.

Fortunately, the seventh level of mountains and rivers, and the world has seven competitions. I can't stand it. Isn't it enough to turn my eyes to see the old and young masters?

The Fourth Battle of the Seventh Mountains and Rivers.

Duan Qianyi, who comes from the same generation as Duan Family Kuzuo and Tiandao, faces Beixue Kuaidao Qiu Beixue. The two are apart in age and a different generation, but their sword cultivation is almost a magical skill.

Among them, the realm of Thousand and One is profound, and the tomb of the Duan Family is guarding the spring and autumn endlessly, and the sword never comes out every year. To this day, the sword intention hidden in the box is unique in the world, even the heavenly sword still has it.

Not even. The snow in the north of autumn is at its peak, and the samadhi of the heart shape has been in full swing to the flawless realm. The sword technique, which is famous for its pleasure as snow, is already higher than when the wind and snow silver city and the sky sword were briefly collided.

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The two of them met, fighting against each other. If it weren't for the four mountains and rivers that had been restricted, the devastated snow marks would have already broken through the mountains and cut off the current, and everything would have been silent.

The battle on the mountain was evenly matched.

The battle at the foot of the mountain was full of blood.

As the second of the four soldiers in the world, the lords of the Jianghu soldiers Xiao Belian and the swordsman in the armored gate are undoubtedly the cruel force that will never return without defeating Loulan. Especially Liang Bing, it is even more so.

At the beginning of this battle, the two of them were able to reciprocate. As Liang Bing became more and more brave and brave until he was not afraid of life and death, the situation tilted, and gradually turned into a situation where Xiao Bielian was vaguely suppressed. So several big figures on both sides of the river were seen, and gradually

Remember some broken past events that were blocked by time...

Of course, the genius Takagi Yakushi had never heard of the grudges and loves of the soldiers in the Jianghu belonging to the Xiao family and the three generations of the Pijiamen. Since entering the world of heaven and earth two hundred years ago, he has been the gatekeeper for the prison and turned a blind eye to the outside world.

, a heart is only on the sword. It was not until a hundred years ago that the young master of the six families and ten families were sincerely invited by Tianbei to serve as the young master of swordsmanship, that he gradually opened his eyes and saw the green mountains and green waters that were sad.

A worldly world.

“Life is in the world

,Who doesn't have a story yet?"

This is a sentence that Takagi Haru often talks about the words. When he talks with the young girls about the green mountains and clear waters, his eyes are endless sorrowful.

His story is not accompanied by wine.

When the love is deep, the piano and sword come to make up.

"So Ayao, can you tell us your story?" The children and teenagers of the six surnames and ten Valves were very curious about this man who was always so kind and worried but never drank to drink. He often yelled.

, the man holding a sword and holding a piano, asked endlessly about the stars in the east, west, south, north, and north.

To them, Takagi Haruka is a gentleman, a teacher, and a friend.

A Yao has many stories and is also very exciting. However, life is just a few hundred years, no matter how wonderful the experiences and stories are, there will always be a time to end.

"Ayao, this story was told last month." Day after day, the growing teenagers and girls began to feel boring. After listening to the piano music, they gathered six songs, and their ears were called in their ears.

So in recent years, Ayao became a little disappointed until Emperor Wulei convened the letter from the World Conference into the north of the sky. Gaomu Yao took the initiative to volunteer and followed the six surnames and ten valves to enter the imperial capital.

There was no way, the children worked together in groups to protect the mountains and rivers. As the chief swordsman, even though Ayao was reluctant, he had to bite the bullet and go up to the sword mountain and step on his hometown again to travel to the world.

It’s not that being a role model is a role model.

A Yao just simply thought that the eight desolates and four seas gathered together, and the world's funeral should be even more lively than Tianxi at this moment. As the story naturally came into being. In the future, he rushed to Tianxi to fight Huanwei.

A demon, Ayao can play the Qin and drink with the moon, and tell the young girl a brand new story with the tile roof on the top of the city.

"My sword, Ayao, has cut off the big monster."

"Have you heard of Zhenshan Chongkui?"

"When the peak battle with the Demon Emperor, he almost became the leader of the demons in the 600-mile Jueyun Ridge!"

...

Wuli Changguan Danghan Restaurant.

There was something different from the imagination. After Huang'er entered the city, she did not fight with Shi Zongliu, who represented the Emperor League in the last battle of the seventh battle. Instead, she asked the shopkeeper for a pot of daughter Hong, and took a seat and drank it alone.

Shi Zongliu smiled and said, "It's not too late to win the victory or defeat when the outcome is decided. The finale should always be like a finale. If you just start fighting, you will determine the winner and lose within a hundred rounds. Wouldn't it be a laughing joke?

This street

Yes, how can I resist the troubles of the two masters of the Tribulation Realm?"

Therefore, the fight did not start.

In the first battle of the seven-level landscape, Luo Changfeng and Di Wuxi fell on both sides of the snow waterfall. The surrounding wind, snow, waterfalls, forests, and everything still. The moment they floated on the ground, unblocked and returned to normal.

Di Wulei, white-haired, looked at the black-haired figure on the other side of the waterfall, and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Luo Changfeng secretly said with great strength. A circle of ripples under his feet suddenly spread out everywhere, dispelling the wind, snow and dust. He lifted up his clothes and sat cross-legged on the rock next to the waterfall, and reached out to make a request.

The white-haired Emperor Wulei smiled and said, "Do you want to stop the battle? Or are you willing to admit defeat?"

Luo Changfeng shook his head: "Not either, I just want to ask the leader to wait for a moment."

Emperor Wulei gently brushed his sleeves, swept the snow at his feet, and sat on the ground like Luo Changfeng. He claimed that he was above the world, and he had no fear after leaving the seclusion. Besides, he had just fought for dozens of times, but he only

He used 50% of his strength to vaguely suppress Luo Changfeng. He asked himself that he was invincible in the world, but he wanted to see what other party had to rely on.

Di Wulei counted the time, as if everything was clear: "Nine Star Tianji is taking Mo Xiangqi now, it should be time to find the downstairs of Gongshu Fenglou."

Luo Changfeng was not too surprised. After all, it was so difficult for the emperors here to escape the eyes of Canglong Qiongqi.

Moreover, the old man from Mo Qinan, who lived in seclusion in the Emperor's capital for a long time, would Emperor Wuqing not notice it? Even if Tianji Pavilion can erase all traces and make this world disappear, it can erase traces of the process itself.

How to cover it up?

Luo Changfeng smiled: "The mountains and rivers meet, and the beautiful things on earth."

Di Wulei couldn't deny: "If Mr. Mo completely untie his heart and breaks his state and leads him to the gods, it will be even more beautiful."

Luo Changfeng asked, "Aren't you worried?"

Di Wuxie chuckled, and the clouds were calm and windy: "The gods lead the saints, and they can't fight."

...

Downstairs of Gongshufeng Building.

Mo Qinan had already gone downstairs, three or five steps away from the old man from Xilong Taofeng.

The black cloth was wrapped around, leaving only darkness.

He couldn't see that face, nor could he see those eyes.

For decades, mountains and rivers meet in a moment.

It is difficult to break through the realm, and the top of the gods.