Wenren Muxue's eyes flashed with confusion, and she kept staring at Zuo Muyang: "In the memory of my remnant soul in Shifang City, I seem to have seen this person. His aura is very similar to that of the Thousand Years War in Shifang City. He should
He is not from this era, he is a resurrected soul, the real Zuo Muyang has died long ago, this person is a body occupied by the remnant soul!"
"Moreover, what you practice is the combination of yin and yang! You need to constantly find women to mate with to improve your skills, so that you can keep the spiritual power of the remnant soul forever and continue to live in the world."
Wenren Muxue's body has long been integrated with the remnant soul of Shifang City in the secret realm of Northern Xinjiang.
Inherited many memories from the remnant soul.
Shifang City, as a city in the Era of Ten Thousand Laws, used swords to open up the world, and was eventually besieged and killed by countless sects.
Among them, the Kunlun sect is included.
Many scenes at that time have been preserved by the descendants of Shifang City, and Lu Fan and others also saw them with their own eyes.
If Wenren Muxue really feels that the aura on Zuo Muyang's body is very familiar, then there will be no mistake.
"No wonder after he was born, instead of going around to compete in martial arts, he went to look for women every day. It turned out that he was a remnant soul who had no face to see anyone..."
Lu Fan laughed out loud.
"What did you say?"
Zuo Muyang's face darkened.
"I didn't say anything. What I meant was that you died more than a thousand years ago, and yet you are still here competing with us young people for some ranking in the heavenly rankings. You don't feel embarrassed, but I feel ashamed too."
Lu Fan opened his voice this time so that everyone present could hear clearly.
"Dead for more than a thousand years? What is this guy talking about?"
"I don't know, you seem to be talking about Zuo Muyang, right?"
"Are you kidding? Zuo Muyang is the son of the current leader of the Kunlun Sect. He is a genius monster in his twenties. How could he be dead for more than a thousand years..."
Zuo Muyang's face was extremely gloomy: "What are you talking about? If you can fight, then fight. If you don't dare to fight, just admit defeat and get out. Don't try to confuse the public with your monstrous words!"
"I didn't mean to be afraid of you."
Lu Fan smiled softly: "I just feel that since we are participating in a competition, we must abide by the rules of the competition."
"The selection rules for the Tianbang Competition are that anyone who is under the age of thirty-five or over 16 years old and who is outstanding on the path of spiritual practice is eligible to participate and compete fairly on the same stage."
He looked sideways at Zuo Muyang: "But you are over a thousand years old, right? An old man over a thousand years old secretly takes over the body of Kunlun's genius, and tarnishes his reputation in an attempt to live a new life..."
"Besides, this genius is still your own descendant. Don't you think you are a bit too shameless?"
shameless?
The huge battlefield and stands became deathly silent.
Tens of thousands of people stared with big eyes. They heard what Lu Fan said, but they didn't fully understand it.
The remnant soul of the ancestor takes over the bodies of his descendants and ruins their reputation, just so that he can continue to live in this world?
This is not only shameless, it is simply against human ethics! You will be despised by the whole world!
Lu Fan actually used such a thing to insult Zuo Muyang, and even discredited the entire Kunlun Sect. This is truly shameless!
"Boy, are you talking too arrogantly?"
"Do you really think that my Kunlun sect has no one?"
In the bronze hall where the Kunlun Sect was located, the voice came again, but it was filled with endless anger.
