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A red and gold color echoed in his eyes, as if it was burned by fire. The old monster of Black Mountain suddenly withdrew his eyes.

His robe moved without wind, and the invisible energy spread, which shocked the entire restaurant and the roof tiles and beams made unbearable moans.

The people on the third floor felt unstable and fell to the ground one after another.

"Variables, variables... The seal of body sacrificing for three thousand years of practice, even if Zhang Xuanba is alive, he will die. He actually wants to turn it into his own use?

Great, great, great…”

After sighing three times, the old monster of Black Mountain drooped his eyebrows and eyes, and his body was filled with a solemn aura that was cold and not close to him:

"But I'm very curious about what makes you, a ruthless person who is accustomed to pursuing and cautious, traveling thousands of miles to come here to seek death.

Or, where did you see the future from…”

Buzz!

The invisible energy collided on the third floor, and the ripples visible to the naked eye spread between the two. Wherever they passed, the walls, doors and windows, tables, and screens of the restaurant were filled with fine cracks.

Click!

The rocking chair made of high-quality wood cracked and silently turned into powder and spread throughout the third floor lobby.

No one can be as peaceful as before the old demon of Heishan Mountain, and Hanyue San will naturally not be able to do so.

The old Taoist stood up under the Taoist robe, and under the Taoist robe, his old and rotten body seemed to be glowing, and his surging energy filled with energy like a vast ocean.

The wrinkles on his face quickly disappeared, and his white hair turned into black.

In a moment, there was no longer any old and decadent atmosphere, but a heroic middle-aged man full of vitality.

"Go and find a quiet place to wait, don't get close to it, so as not to hurt yourself."

Waving his hand, letting the female disciple with respect behind him leave the restaurant, Han Yue Sanren smiled and raised his head:

"Brother Heishan, there are three mistakes in your words, which really makes me not vomit or feel happy..."

"oh?"

The old demon raised his eyes, his eyes were faint.

The past four hundred years have been the most unusual era in three thousand years.

Starting with Zhang Yuanzhu and Chen Xuanying, there was not necessarily a martial saint who had been around for hundreds of years, but began to appear like mushrooms after a rain.

Eighty years ago, Zhang Xuanba was promoted to the Martial Saint, and there was something unprecedented in the world. Twelve Martial Saints lived together for a lifetime!

Nowadays, there seem to be more martial saints in the world, and there are only a few that he may take seriously.

The person in front of me is one of them.

"You are wrong to say that Zhang Xuanba can't stand the seal of sacrifice. Of course, King Zhao's cultivation is not as good as that of the old monster, but it is still more pure than that. It is possible to bear it...

Secondly, you are wrong to say that you have practiced for three thousand years. In the battle at the foot of Qisha Mountain, although King Zhao died, he killed the old monster for thousands of years of cultivation with one blow before his death. Otherwise, this person might not be able to withstand it..."

Han Yue Sanren rolled up his cuffs and said with a smile:

"In the end, although I can do something and be cautious, the six desires and seven emotions still exist, and I will never be ruthless..."

Huh ~

The invisible energy collided violently, and the entire restaurant kept shaking, causing a large area of ​​smoke and dust.

“As for why…”

In the diffuse dust, Han Yue sighed slightly:

"I have countless disciples and many beautiful women in my life. It would be fine if I couldn't see them. Since I saw them, how could I find a place to stay and shelter for them?"

"Hahaha! It's such a familiar saying. I still remember that you said similar things when you asked me to see you eighty years ago..."

Hearing this, the old monster of Black Mountain couldn't help but laugh:

"Once upon a time, you made the right choice, but this time, you were wrong, and Zhang Xuanba couldn't succeed. What's the matter with that junior?!"

Boom!

The restaurant, which can carry hundreds of people to eat at the same time on the three floors, turned into a buzzing sound of powder and drifted away.

The next moment, Han Yue Sanren had already broken through the smoke and dust and was hit by a sword force, but his expression was still calm, and he laughed back:

"The future is uncertain, who knows the variables? Heishan, you have three hundred years of invincible luck, but Zhang Xuanba has broken his invincible heart!

So what if you are united in eight generations? When facing the younger generation you mentioned, you will be delayed again and again. You have to wait until his qi and blood are declining and his injuries are so serious that you dare to come here..."

"What are you afraid of?!"

Rumble!

It seemed as if thunder came out of the mountains, and huge sound waves resounded throughout the city, which shocked the dozens of nearby streets.

The Northwest Zhuang Army, who came after hearing the news, was also blown by the air waves and could not move forward.

"The Black Mountain Old Demon!"

Such a huge movement instantly aroused the alertness of many masters in the city. Apart from half a city, Yu Jing was already suddenly alert.

And behind him, a talisman light had risen.

"It's really here..."

Taoist Yunni's eyelids twitched wildly, and he couldn't help but look at the backyard of the royal palace with red and golden light surging.

Yang Yu's retreat this time was the huge Northwest Prince's Mansion, and he was the only one who knew about it. It was not that he had extraordinary feelings, but that he had before his retreat...

"He actually..."

All kinds of thoughts suddenly surged into my heart, looking at the irresistible aura that was rolling like a dragon, the Yunni Taoist had no time to think, and urged all the talismans on his backhand!

This was the newly drawn talisman he used the resources of the Northwest Prince's Mansion in five years. Without any hesitation, he threw it on Yu Jing after five years of accumulation.

Click!

Caught off guard, Yu Jing was shocked all over, and the house under his feet was trampled down. He suddenly turned around and was shocked in his eyes. He had already noticed the huge changes in his body.

Qi and blood!

King Kong!

Great power!

Protect your body!

Relieve force!

Five senses bless you!

The moment when thousands of talismans were added to the body, Yu Jing felt his mind roar and his power swelled uncontrollably.

In an instant, he felt that everything around him was as fragile as paper, which could be broken by a snap of his fingers, and even the breath that penetrated from afar was not that terrifying...

But soon, he knew that all this was an illusion.

Because an indescribable sword aura rose up from a very far away!

No, it’s not one, but a line!

The rolling sword aura, supported by the powerful will of the Martial Saint, is like a line from a pen to the extreme, rising straight up through the smoke and dust and airflow.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! With the ultimate sharpness and the will of everything in the world, it cut through the cold moon rising from the smoke and dust.

"What do you know?"

In the wind, there is the extremely cool and cold voice:

"How can there be invincible in this world?"

"Little Yueyue!"

Accompanied by the screams of the woman, the cold moon was completely cut open. Below it, the wood chips of the big bunch flew, and the Hanyue scattered a muffled groan and fell into dust.

"It's really not suitable for me to fight and kill. Even if I had expected it and tried my best, I wouldn't be able to repay it..."

Han Yue coughed up blood.

This knife cut him down thirteen of his dead wood men, only one line away from being able to reach his body, but he was not afraid of being almost dead.

The moment it fell, it was hidden in a large area of ​​smoke and dust.

"Mishan has become a victorious immortal in the eight generations. Its foundation is reshaped and its foundation is beyond the ancient and modern times. If its essence is not damaged, then the eight bodies will be immortal!

I am Han Yue, but I have not achieved my life, but it has delayed a few minutes. After this time, I remember to tell you that the prince of the family is the method of breaking the robbery, which is in the slightest part of the outside of the border..."

The last voice of Han Yue Sanren was blown away by the wind to the whole city, and the man had already rushed into the void, holding the female disciple who was crying with joy and greeting his disciple:

"The wind is tight and thrust!"

The next sentence is to greet your disciples, and the first sentence is to the Northwest Prince's Mansion.

Warning, and seeking credit.

"Hanyue Sanren? The world's number one hexagram master?"
To be continued...