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Chapter 245: [Uncle Helps Billion Times]

The sound fell, and the two swords' spiritual energy shot into the air and flew away again.

The last time, three fingers were all out.

"Spring water, morning dew, peach blossoms."

In the small sword box, half of it was empty.

Even Princess Jing'an was now aroused by the legendary man who was as strong as ink.

Following his gesture, Shu Xi, Yang Qing, Feng Long Yuxuan and others looked at the flying swords in the air together.

Only the drinking child and the blue bird were always staring at the inconspicuous yellow sword box.

Everyone looked away and had no idea that the man had a sword out of the box in the blink of an eye. In just a moment, the six small swords had fallen slowly two feet above the sword boxes.

Only after Deng Tai'a put on the pineapple wooden box was everyone realized it.

Turning his head, he expected that the six martial slaves should have lived and died at this moment. They were pierced through the head by the flying sword, burst out six blood pillars, six corpses, and crashed into the city wall, and finally slowly collapsed into the ground.

However, the expectation is the expectation, and the gap with reality is more than 100,800 miles.

Who would have thought that the third most important thing in the world, Deng Tai'a, the Peach Blossom Sword God, would return home in failure if he killed someone with his first flying sword.

The boy in white turned around slowly, and saw that he was about to come, without joy or sorrow, and said slowly:

"There is no need for my uncle to deal with the matter here, and the kid can handle it himself. Let's keep the kindness...

With his sleeves, he defeated the six flying swords of the Peach Blossom Sword God. Could this prince be as unfathomable as the rumors?

Long Yuxuan was shocked!

The child who kept drinking also stopped moving, and fear flashed through his eyes.

Hiding his identity and getting on the boat, he was originally trying to confirm the level of this young man in white, but he got nothing.

Moreover, he cut off his five fingers.

This person has a strange and tight realm, including one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, and eight.

After spending many days together, this rejuvenated master of God has never been able to determine the strength of His Royal Highness.

As for today, there are a lot of discussions about Xu Yizhi's strength.

In a battle with the reed marsh, more than 20,000 enemies were destroyed with one finger. Ninety percent of the people in the world did not believe this.

Even the land gods have no such strength.

Three or five thousand, it is still possible.

Twenty thousand?

Pure nonsense!

But Old Master Zhao has always been careful in his actions, which is probably the biggest reason why he can live forever.

In order to ensure that everything is safe, he will not hesitate to reduce his identity, hide his strength, and get on the boat.

He didn't care much about the five broken fingers.

As long as you enter the Heavenly Gate and the Immortal Realm, you can be reborn by breaking your arms.

It is naturally no problem to break your fingers.

He had more than half a day, but had no gains. Finally, just now, the moment the boy in white took action, he finally saw some clues.

However, he still couldn't confirm that it was just a moment of means or his own strength.

In short, this prince has too many secrets.

However, Old Master Zhao didn't care about these secrets.

The only thing he wants is to reopen the gate of heaven, enter the immortal world, and obtain eternal life.

Although he seemed to be reborn, he could only know that his origin was almost exhausted and so radiant, he was just a return to the gate.

Today, if he cannot reopen the Heavenly Gate, he will not have much time to live.

The word "uncle" made the middle-aged man holding peach blossoms slightly stunned.

My uncle helped me once, Mino, "I helped me billion times".

Over the years, he has been secretly guarding this distant nephew.

Now it seems that it is a waste of time.

It is precisely because of years of secret protection that I realized that this nephew has too many secrets.

I just never thought that his martial arts were so unfathomable.

He was not here in the battle of the reed marsh.

However, later, he also heard about it.

However, at that time, he also laughed it off and did not take it to heart.

Now it seems that the rumors in the world are very likely to be true.

If he had just realized that there was no mistake, then...

This nephew seems to be better than him!

But, how is this possible!

It seems that this kindness is not done yet.

Therefore, I had to put my sword in the sheath and continue drinking, and indeed I didn't interfere anymore.

Today, he finally confirmed that the sword opened the heavenly gate that day and killed the immortals in the sky, who was the one who killed the heavenly immortals!

This result is really different and shocking.

Holding the wine in his hand, he raised the bowl from afar to the nephew in white not far away, and then he started drinking on his own.

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword killed someone. Deng Tai'a finally got up. The yellow box was loaded with twelve flying swords. Each one was priceless. But he threw it at the boy in white and said:

"The art of killing people with flying swords and flying people in this box, and today I will give it to Your Highness."

Without waiting for his nephew to refuse, Deng Tai'a turned around and smiled at the child who shook his head slightly, saying:

"My younger generation, Mr. Deng, congratulations to the old immortal Zhao on his return to the natural state and to enter the land gods, and to be free and easy in the world."

The child sighed:

"You just patted your butt and left?

Although your nephew is strange and has too many secrets, if Li Chungang loses, how can he get out of Wudi City?

What’s the point of giving it to you or not?”

Although he could not see through the strangeness of His Royal Highness, Old Master Zhao did not think that this young man in white could fight Wang Xianzhi.

Isn’t this conversation with the Peach Blossom Sword God another kind of temptation?

But Deng Tai'a just smiled, picked up the peach blossom branches, led the donkey, and said with a smile:

"Old immortal, whether he can leave the city has nothing to do with Tai Ah Deng."

The child rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "I really can't understand the world now."

At this moment, the flower-picking thief Long Yuxuan had already fallen to the ground.

Deng Tai'a held a peach blossom branch in his hand, led the donkey, called the sword boy, and left in a hurry.

Jian Tong was puzzled and asked, "Master, such a great battle is rare in a century. Don't you see it? Why is it so in a hurry?"

The middle-aged man glared at the sword boy and whispered:

"See, the young master in white is the person I told you before.

If he challenges me later, what should he do if he challenges me later?"

After saying that, he hurriedly left with the donkey.

Jian Tong turned around and looked at the carriage where Emperor Murong Tong was. Nian Nian Nian was reluctant to leave, and finally left.

Xu Qianqiu waved his sleeves again, and all the six martial slaves were blown away and smashed onto the city wall. He fell into a severe coma and found it difficult to wake up for a while.

With a wave of his sleeves, he eliminated the six martial slaves. The lowest strength of this is also refers to Xuan. Old Master Zhao thought so.

Hope only refers to mystery...

Otherwise, today would be a little trouble.

Without obstacles, His Royal Highness successfully climbed to the top of the city.

The blue bird brought the tables and chairs, and Xu Qianqiu sat down slowly, looked at the East China Sea, and watched the battle.

On the sea surface, it is a mess and overturned. Could it be that "the waters of the East China Sea are standing"?

The waves are getting stronger and stronger, and the drooping sword curtain is like a black cloud covering the city.

On this day, two generations of sword gods took action in Wudi City for a hundred years.

On this day, the entire world is destined to be extraordinary and recorded in history.

In addition to the Battle of Emperor Wu City, the young leader of Wudang Mountain finally rode a crane down the mountain and went to Beiliang.
Chapter completed!
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