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Chapter 1,748: The road to ultimate love and union is now open. If the crown is broken, it will inevitably call for the sword.(2/3)

Zi Chong was in a dilemma.

He seemed to be just a soft persimmon a moment ago, why did he suddenly become so hard?

It is true that after Guyu Sword opened the mysterious door, he could not launch any attack. He could only leave a lesson to future generations.

And Xu Xiaoshou learned from the previous mistakes, and even made the way of swordsmanship profound, even suspected of becoming super-dao.

If he forced open the mysterious door, would he not be able to launch even one attack?

Or rather...

"He, can he kill me?"

At this point in his thoughts, Zi Chong's face turned pale.

A mere Holy Emperor...

It was a joke at the time, but now that I think about it, it turned out to be true!

Whether he can be killed or not is another matter. His threat, his talk of being "buried in the Holy Palace" is no longer a castle in the air, but has real weight!

Then my punch...

Looking down, Zichong looked at the punch she was holding tight and unable to release. She felt that the world was a cage, the Holy Palace was a cage, and Xu Xiaoshou was even more a cage.

There are layers of cages and layers of shackles.

The Holy Emperor in perfect condition was actually unable to deliver even one punch on his own territory of the Five Realms!

Soft persimmon?

Outlaw!



"Think about it?"

Xu Xiaoshou gained insights into the swordsmanship of Hui Qing, and kept the two worlds and reincarnation in his body, hiding it in the way of hiding the swordsmanship.

He turned around and looked back at Zi Chong, as if nothing had happened just now, as gentle as jade.

But this moment!

The gold content of the No. 1 Sword Immortal has surpassed the other six people on the new generation of Seven Sword Immortals, and is on par with the Holy Emperor and the Ancestral God.

Under the missionary mirror.

When the scene of Saint Emperor Zi Chong's hesitation was spread, it was seen by everyone in the five regions.

Xu Xiaoshou knows...

From now on, whenever the Holy Emperor wants to deal with him.

What they should be thinking about is not the mere Xu Xiaoshou, but the "mere Holy Emperor" as Xu Xiaoshou calls it!

Anyone whose realm is lower than the Holy Emperor's Purple Pet.

Anyone whose bond is stronger than that of the descendants of the Holy Palace.

If they want to take action against themselves again, they have to consider that one attack will fail and they will disappear.

Can this person, and the family that comes after him, be able to withstand the revenge of this "desperate"!

And what is a real outlaw?

No one else has died.

He Xu Xiao suffered death.

Standing at this height, Xu Xiaoshou is no longer afraid of anyone knowing that he has past and present lives.

"Two lives, so what?"

"Who can touch me in the five realms now?"

In addition, in the Holy Continent, the two lives are in trouble, but the two lives are by no means false, let alone wishful thinking.

Seizing one's home can lead to two lives.

Surrendering can be counted as two lives.

As low as Rao Yao Yao, he can cultivate the appearance of all living beings in the world of mortals.

I don’t know how many resources have been spent behind the scenes, and how many kinds of lives have been experienced, but the cultivation is mixed and unbearable.

From the middle to the North Sophora japonica, send the way of ghosts and beasts.

He raises ghost beasts. With the power of Taixu, he can see the whole leopard at a glance. It is not impossible for him to understand ghost beasts, mix life and death, and realize the idea of ​​reincarnation.

Up to the ancestral gods, up to the birth and death of medicine ghosts.

It can even be said that what Bei Huai is walking now is probably the path he has learned from the birth and death of medicine ghosts, and wants to reduce the number from "two" to "one" or "zero" in the ancestral god's destiny.

"Everything can have two lives, why should I, Xu Xiao, be the only one who is different?"

Strength brings confidence.

When Zi Chong first came, Xu Xiaoshou looked at her like looking at the stars in the sky, hazy and out of reach.

Once the mental deprivation was turned on, Xu Xiaoshou looked at her like looking at a fire in a cage. Even though she was separated by a thin veil, she was already controllable.

The relationship between two lives and reincarnation can only be understood once. Xu Xiao is in charge of her as if she is an object in the palm of her hand. You cannot kill me, but I have the opportunity to crush you and the things you cherish.

Although it's just a threat.

The offensive and defensive momentum is different!

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Zi Chong, no longer in awe, and just said in a casual tone:

"Sang Lao is my teacher."

"Aiwujiwu, I give face to my master, so I give face to the Holy Palace... But remember, this is not because you are the Holy Emperor and your name is Zi Chong."

"If you leave now, Saint Slave and I can pretend that nothing happened."

No, don't say that... Ye Xiaotian was in a dilemma and wanted to stop Xu Xiaoshou from being so aggressive with his eyes.

You gave Sang Lao and Sheng Gong so much face, so what if you gave me, Ye Xiaotian, some face?

I'm the only one short!

I have a small face!

So it’s not a big deal, so you won’t give it to me?

Xu Xiaoshou really didn't give Ye Xiaotian any face, because he hated the whole family, and he hated Zi Chong's behavior, so he simply ignored the dean's eyes pleading:

"If you insist on staying here, join in the battle between me and the love of the common people."

"Okay, I can also give you a choice, a bet."

The Holy Emperor's Purple Chong was restrained by himself.

She was held tightly by her superior past self and could not get off the stage.

But Xu Xiaoshou refused to give up any steps, so she could only look more and more ugly as she spoke: "What choice? What bet?"

"Just bet!" Xu Xiaoshou waved his hand and smiled, "There is no bet, or the bet is 'life and death'. The bet is that I will die at the hands of the Great Emperor of Cangsheng, and you will live in the Holy Palace."

Who says the Eighth Clan is the craziest?

Not half as good as Shouye!

Feng Zhongzui was shocked by Shouye's arrogance and domineering attitude after he attained enlightenment. Even the Holy Emperor's Purple Chong grinned after hearing this.

What does this mean?

The implication is nothing more than...

"If you are alive, will you destroy my Holy Palace?"

Zi Chong could hardly hold herself together. Today, being choked by someone was as uncomfortable as a mosquito swallowing ten thousand words!

Xu Xiaoshou was amused by her and shook his head noncommittally.

He wanted to say something, but then he laughed again. He missed the smart guy like Dao Qiongcang a little, but in comparison, he was too lazy to talk to this cute little Saint Emperor:

"It's beyond stupid."

What?

Scolding me in the face?

Saint Emperor Zi Chong couldn't bear it anymore and was about to explode when Ye Xiaotian grabbed her sleeve, shook her head desperately, and sent a message:

"He said, there is still a choice!"

"We leave. As long as we leave, the Holy Slave will not take action against the Holy Palace. The enemy he and the Bazun know has never been us!"

Zi Chong was stunned for a moment.

Isn't this the advice Ye Xiaotian gave her before setting off, when she said she wanted to meet with the Eight Masters?

Now she is here.
To be continued...
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