A bet from ancient gods and demons, bets - humans, and whether they have the qualifications and rights to continue to survive in this world.

"So?" Luo Fan looked at Jianzi Xianzhi with a smile, and did not express any opinions on the other party's words, as if he was waiting for his following.

"So?" Jianzi Xianzu was a little surprised, but saw Luo Fan being calm and unable to see any emotion. Finally, he patted his forehead with a headache and said, "I've said this, don't you understand? The burden on you is very heavy, the swordsman from the outside."

"I know." Luo Fan frowned, "and has been planning for the future."

"But what you have made is to disrupt the situation in the Central Plains infinitely, and a fatal killing move was wasted." Jianzi said.

"How do you say this?" Luo Fan said.

Jianzi Xianshi said: "This matter is a long story, but I will just say it short. Is the most sharp sword move better? Should I use the most critical sword move tens of millions of times when facing the enemy, or should I use the most critical sword at a critical moment?"

Luo Fan said without thinking: "No matter how wonderful a move is, it will make tens of millions of swords, even if it does not make people see the flaws, it will make the opponent adapt and lose its original power, so naturally..."

Speaking of this, Luo Fan was stunned and smiled and said, “So that’s what you mean.”

After a pause, Luo Fan said again: "But you can only see the advantages and disadvantages of it thousands of times. In addition, Jianzi has not answered yet, why stop me from killing those guys who are not as good as beasts? After all, tiger poison is not enough to eat..."

"If I say that most of the Central Plains martial arts lands look like this." Jianzi Xianzu replied in a deep voice. "Can the banished immortal of the mortal sword kill several people?"

"This..." Luo Fan was shocked suddenly. The situation seemed to have developed into an unimaginable abyss of desperate situation!

"How could this happen!" Luo Fan said in a deep voice, "Aren't Su Huanzhen plotting against Xuan Turkuri at this time?"

"Haha~ Where did you get the news? This is the first time I heard that dead people can still plot against people."

"I..." Luo Fan was silent as soon as he spoke, and was stunned for a while before suddenly saying, "I guess, but with the fate of the fragrant white lotus, since Xuan Turkur could not kill him, it would not be a weight..."

Seeing Jianzi's fairy mark's increasingly weird eyes, Luo Fan was immediately shocked and immediately closed his mouth.

After a long time, he slowly spoke, "How did Su Huanzhen die?"

"He..." Jianzi Xianzu raised his hand and wanted to speak, but then sighed heavily, "I don't know very well, but after my investigation, it seems that while Xuan Turkur's plan was in the consciousness world, his body left in the human world was also betrayed by his friends..."

"Friend..." Luo Fan was slightly surprised, thought for a while, and said to himself, "Bu Erdo? No. Bu Erdo is not a friend with him... It's..."

"What do you think I'm doing?" Jianzi said, "I know it's limited, but you are too variables. It can only make the future of suffering in the world more and more difficult to control."

"..." Luo Fan stared at the white-clothed Taoist man in front of him for a long time. He said, "I will think about it carefully."

"Maybe the battle between you and me will be postponed again..." After saying that, he turned around and left with his sword.

"This guy looks good at martial arts. But his IQ doesn't seem to be very good..." Not long after Luo Fan left, a sharp male voice suddenly heard from the woods beside him. The voice was not loud, as if he was talking in a low voice. But how could such a voice escape the sword fairy tale? "The gangsters of the Three Sects dare not compete in swords and act like hooligans. I, Qin Jiaoxian, just took a look and saw through this superficial trick."

"Qin Feixian?" In the blink of an eye, a square-faced Taoist priest stumbled out of the forest, and couldn't help but say, "What did you say?"

"I said..." Han Guang could not escape his sharp eyes. Jianzi's face darkened. He saw that there were shadows in the forest. I don't know how many people followed him. The face of the square-faced Taoist priest changed and he shouted, "Savior--!"

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In the formation of thousands of troops, they siege like iron barrels!

Xuan Turkish had a bare hands and fought against three with one hand, just like walking in the garden, the lord of the consciousness world, domineering the might of power and seeing it at a glance!

The sword, whip and the Xuan Takrei fist are in the air, and the wind is rising on the battlefield, and the waves are rising!

"Drink!" The majestic roar was like a dragon, and the arrogant fist force shook violently!

"boom--!"

The energy was empty, and the fierce fist force shook all the three men's weapons away. The mighty fist force made the three men retreat continuously!

"Purple Ni Guankong!"

"Thousands of years of waving, sword sealed without regrets!"

The surging purple aura, accompanied by the golden sword light that was like the beginning of the sun, in a sudden step, the two of them took the ultimate move!

The purple cloud waves in the hand of Zheshan Army threw into the sky, and saw Zheshan Army’s hands sweeping in the air. The great Taoist true essence condensed from its fingers and finally turned into a Taoist seal and stood on its chest: “Sacred Yang Heaven Seal!”

With his hand raised, the invincible Li Gangtian halberd appeared in his hand. With a stroke of the halberd, the blood-red halberd roared out!

In a shocking loud noise, three figures flew backwards!

"Puff--!" Blood spurted out, dyeing the earth red!

The dust settled, and only the figure standing with a halberd stood alone!

Despair, suffocating despair! The invincible God of War, as the poem says: "The power of the gods breaks through the eight wildernesses, and the thunder cannot be rushed!"

The divine power of destroying the eight wildernesses is really unstoppable!

"I'll ask you one more time, do you have any last words?"

Silence, the battlefield was filled with strong winds, and the cold rain was blowing on the face, and it was as cool as ice, and it was cold and heart-warming.

A deep sense of powerlessness surged into my heart.

"Is there nothing to say?" The voice was low, but it was even more deeply cold, accompanied by the life-seeking blood halberd, slowly lifted up.

The sound of the sword rubbing against the sand and gravel seemed so weak, but a figure was seen, holding the sword and slowly stood up: "The monster."

"Hmm--?" Xuan Turkish eyes narrowed, and suddenly saw Zhu Shanjun relaxing his right palm and the purple cloud waves in his hand flew out!

"I won't let you kill anyone again!"

"The sky should stand, Xuanzong's secret style!" After the words came, Zhe Shanjun saw that he was standing in front of the two of them alone, and his seals were constantly being played out, and the spells were chanting in his mouth! Zixia's Tao, a sword of Lingxiao, turned into eight, and instantly turned into a group of mysterious and exquisite sword formations!

The seal techniques were repeated, and when the hands were used, there were still films of residual videos. I saw Zheshan Army transforming into four people, one with both hands, but the four people displayed the seal techniques together!

In the dark, the Zheshan Army seemed to have transformed into four figures, four figures, and divided into four directions!

I saw a man wearing a golden garment and jade belt, a solemn appearance, a man wearing a purple garment, a majestic temperament, and a man wearing a black and white Taoist robe, floating out of the dust. In addition, the Zhu Shan army in a red and white Taoist robe turned into a strange formation, and the sky and earth were locked, and there was no more missing!

"Let's go...uh..." The bright red blood spurted out from his mouth again. The Zheshan Army bet his life to start the formation. With one person's strength, he supported the formation of four people alone. When others were at the end of their lives, he refused to surrender and still stepped forward!

Four positions, three close friends who have sex and lives.

Looking at the formation of four people cultivating together in the past, now there is only one person left to set up the formation. The memories of the past surge in my heart again, but sadness is even more firm!

Retreat? There is no way to retreat. Looking up, the devastated earth is like the world of hell. The situation on earth cannot tolerate retreating.

There is no way to retreat in the Central Plains martial arts world!

Resolutely, just for the path I have adhered to since my practice of Taoism, no matter how difficult and desperate situations are, they cannot destroy the vastness in my heart!

The Chinese soda is washed, and blood flows, and it is impossible to shake a Taoist master and a firm Taoist heart!

"The sky waves are waves, the purple clouds are bright, and the four saints kill demons!" The spell whispered, the Taoist seal was sacrificed, and at the moment of life and death, the four strange demons killed by Xuanzong are reappearing in the world! The purple aura is like a wave, the sword aura is soaring in the clouds, a hundred miles, and a thousand feet of military formation, covering it!

The ultimate formation was approaching, and the sequel of the military formation was immediately split into pieces, and the chaotic energy surged into the beginning of chaos! The purple cloud waves were awe-inspiring, gathering the sword light of destruction!

"Tenire human!" Li Gang Tian Ji pointed directly at the sky, and under the lightning that teared the sky and destroyed the earth, the erect figure was the unparalleled one, the Xuan Tuk, the fearless one, the Zhu Shan!

"Wanmeng!" Xuan Tuch's horse sank, and when he stepped on his feet, the earth had broken!

Ximen Hanzhao stared at the back of Zheshanjun. While hesitating, the Eastern Palace God Seal gradually showed a decisive expression, and grabbed Ximen Hanzhao and said, "It's impossible to fight. Looking for support, don't let the painstaking efforts of Zheshanjun!"

Ximen Hanzhao sighed and nodded, forcing the Zhenyuan to attack the soldiers and horses of the consciousness world trapped in the purple sea turmoil!

The battle situation changes in an instant!

"Subduing the Gods!" The earth kept collapsing, and the unparalleled halberds rose up like a giant cannon. The shocking ability of the sky turned into a killing blow, and it slashed down like a star fall!

The devil-killing formation came out, the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, the sword force condensed, the wind and thunder moved together, the sky clouds and waterfalls surged, and the four figures of humans joined together again, and the sword style was stabbed out! (To be continued...)

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Chapter completed!