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Chapter 1937: Recommendation

In the blink of an eye, one year has passed.

During this year, Jian Wushuang and his party did not encounter any obstacles when they arrived, and no one from the Soul Seizing Palace came to kill them.

In the dark void, the ancient silver spaceship continued to move forward.

At this moment, on the deck of this silver spaceship, a purple-haired boy held a knife in one hand.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

Streams of sword light burst out from his hands one after another.

The light of this sword is extremely dazzling, with endless hatred. Every knife is filled with hatred to the extreme and bottom!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The purple-haired boy had a murderous intention, and the sword skills he used were absolutely killing.

What he carries is the unending hatred.

While he was using his sword skills, the entire void around him was completely immersed in this murderous intent and hatred.

Strong sword skills!

The artistic conception is even more amazing!

"That little guy named Luo Tianhong is quite good."

In the cabin, King Gu spoke calmly.

"Well, it's very good." Jian Wushuang also nodded slightly.

After a year, although he had not spoken a few words to Luo Tianhong, he had seen the other person's efforts during this year.

Unlike other disciples of the Luo family prince, Luo Tianhong practices hard almost every day, constantly practicing and improving his sword skills and improving his strength.

Every moment, what he thinks about should be to improve his strength and then take revenge!

"Being driven by great hatred is the same as when I was young." Jian Wushuang murmured.

And what surprised Jian Wushuang was that Luo Tianhong was not only hardworking, but more importantly, he was extremely talented.

This talent is not only reflected in his sword skills, but also his understanding.

"A third-level heavenly god, and it has not been long since he should have passed through the third-level divine tribulation, but he has not only started in the killing path, but his understanding is also extremely high, and has reached the level of the second level of the Tao Palace." Jian Wushuang.

Surprised.

On the second floor of the Dao Palace, only a few of the top ten in the World God List have reached it.

This Luo Tianhong's talent is stronger than many geniuses Jian Wushuang has seen.

Jian Wushuang even believed that his direct disciple He Xiu was slightly worse than him simply in terms of understanding.

"It's a pity that Luo Tianhong is not good at swordsmanship, otherwise Master, you might be able to accept him as a disciple." Jianyi looked towards Jian Wushuang.

"Disciple?" Jian Wushuang shook his head.

If it is not necessary, or if he really likes it, he will not accept a disciple easily.

Although Luo Tianhong's talent was high, even higher than that of He Xiu, even if he was good at swordsmanship, Jian Wushuang would not accept him as his disciple.

"Although I won't accept him as a disciple, I can introduce him to a master." Jian Wushuang smiled strangely, and then took out a messenger talisman, "Duan Lingfeng, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you now?

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"Oh, the famous Sword Lord? Why did you think of me today?" Duan Lingfeng replied quickly, and there was a hint of joking in his words.

"Haha, you kid..." Jian Wushuang couldn't help but smile.

Duan Lingfeng, Jian Wushuang's life and death friend, one of the rare brothers.

Back in True God Wubei's cave, he and Duan Lingfeng shared weal and woe, and at that time they were of similar strength, and both were called top geniuses.

The two are life-and-death friends, but they are also rare rivals.

There has always been a rivalry with each other.

However, since Jian Wushuang broke through and became a true god, relying on the great advantage of reverse cultivation, his strength has been instantly improved to an unprecedented level, naturally leaving Duan Lingfeng far behind. Now Jian Wushuang has stood at the top of the eternal chaotic world.

top.

Ranked seventeenth on the list of supreme beings in heaven and earth, second only to those great emperors and gods of the underworld.

This kind of strength is not comparable to that of Duan Lingfeng. After all, Duan Lingfeng has not yet broken through to the powerful.

However, although he has not become a powerful person, Duan Lingfeng has broken through and reached the level of the True God of Chaos, and with his talent and sword skills, he is now ranked first on the True God list, and he is still the undisputed number one.

It's very remarkable.

"Duan Lingfeng, I have found a good disciple for you, do you want to come and have a look?" Jian Wushuang asked.

"Disciple?" Duan Lingfeng shook his head directly, "My current goal is to break through and become a powerful person as soon as possible, and to be on par with you, but I have no intention of accepting disciples."

"Don't reject him so quickly. You'd better come here and see him first. Maybe he suits your taste?" Jian Wushuang said with a smile.

"Well, wherever you are now, I will rush over right now." Duan Lingfeng said.

"I'm going to Nanyu Divine Kingdom soon, you have to hurry up." Jian Wushuang smiled.

"Don't worry, I can take a space wormhole and arrive there within ten years." Duan Lingfeng replied.

After communicating with Duan Lingfeng, a playful smile appeared on Jian Wushuang's lips.

The purple-haired young man Luo Tianhong, in Jian Wushuang's view, was indeed very talented, and he was good at swordsmanship, and his talent in the path of killing was even more unbelievable.

Duan Lingfeng happened to be good at using a knife, and he also understood the way of killing.

Coupled with Luo Tianhong's hard work and temperament, Jian Wushuang believes that Duan Lingfeng should also appreciate it. If he misses this disciple, I am afraid it will be difficult to find such an outstanding disciple as Xiang in the future.

suddenly……

"Huh?" Jian Wushuang's expression suddenly changed, and then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Is it finally here?"



Right at the front of the out-of-bounds spaceship where Jian Wushuang and his party were riding, there were dozens of figures standing there quietly.

These dozens of figures are all in black robes, and their auras are quite powerful. Among them, there are more than ten true gods alone.

"Are those remnants of the Luo royal family just ahead?" A red-haired old man squinted his eyes slightly and looked ahead, "Jiejie, these mice can really escape, but no matter how hard they escape, they will not escape.

No, special marks have been left on them long ago, but they themselves have never discovered it."

"After today, the Luo family can finally be completely destroyed."

Beside the red-haired old man, there were several figures wearing black ferocious masks.

The auras of these masked figures were all cold, and there was a faint aura of murder spreading from their bodies.

After hearing the words of the red-haired old man, the masked man who was the leader said coldly: "Don't say too much, we have been hunting down the remnants of the Luo family for decades since they started to escape, and we have attacked and killed them.

I have killed them several times, but each time I was unable to completely kill them. I hope that no one of them will escape this time."

"Jiejie, sir, please rest assured. Previously, there were too many remnants. They fled in all directions as soon as the fighting started. It was inevitable that some would slip through the net. But this time it is different. There are only a dozen people left in the Luo royal family.

, there is absolutely no possibility of escape." The red-haired old man said.

"Stop talking nonsense and get started!" The masked man said solemnly.


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