Chu Yang looked at Luo Dongdi and Ji Mo with a smile in his eyes, praising them.
"I'm coming!" Dong Wushang's eyes locked on the figure coming from the other side. With a movement, he had dismounted and stood on the ground. Holding the handle of the knife with one hand, he strode forward step by step to greet him solemnly!
"Let him fire!" Luo Kedi jumped to his feet and shouted, foaming at the mouth: "Fourth brother is mighty! Let him come out all yellow, white, red, green, and black at the same time!"
Ji Mo shouted: "Yes! Let him know that the Sword Emperor can not only use swords, but also guns!"
Everyone around him suddenly fell down laughing: Hu Yanao burst out laughing, pinched a small piece of meat on Ji Mo's waist with his fingers, and twisted it around hard.
Ji Mo screamed, infinitely miserable.
Tan Tan was still thinking, digesting the memories he had received intermittently during this period. When he saw everyone laughing, he raised his head blankly and asked Xie Danfeng beside him: "What happened?"
Xie Danfeng's mouth twitched, his expression was strange, and he said angrily: "It's none of your business."
Tan Tan made a sound and said: "Everyone is laughing so happily." As he said that, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly put on a "shocked" expression and asked again: "What are you laughing at?"
"Get out!" He was slapped by Xie Danfeng and his horse staggered.
Chu Yang suppressed his smile and looked at the two people who were approaching.
Although the other party lost his mind in anger, his strength was extraordinary.
Can!
A gust of wind flew past like lightning, so fast that his body turned into a blurry green shadow. As he moved forward, his body rubbed against the air, creating a sonic boom!
Dong Wushang, however, stepped forward solemnly, as if there were a thousand kilograms of weight under his feet, carrying the entire Earth Mountain 11 forward at the same time!
The opponent was reaching the extreme speed, but Dong Wushang was extremely slow!
One fast and one slow, a sharp contrast!
"Emperor level six!" Sword Spirit commented in his mind.
Chu Yang nodded slowly, and his heart suddenly relaxed a little.
In terms of cultivation, the sixth-grade emperor level is already much higher than Dong Wushang: even more than twice! However, the opponent is an ordinary emperor level and Dong Wushang is the Sword King who dominates the world!
Moreover, Dong Wushang had the help of a five hundred and seventy kilogram ink knife, which could shorten the gap between the two sides infinitely!
So this battle was a near miss.
It's too late to say it, but it's soon.
The man let out a loud roar and swooped down from the sky like a dark cloud. His green robe rose in the wind like a huge goshawk. He fiercely grabbed food from Dong Wushang!
Dong Wushang suddenly raised his head, his long hair flying to the back of his head and the ink knife thrust forward fiercely!
With a whine, the black sword brought out a whole black blade light that was almost as solid as the sword. Dong Wushang did not avoid it at all. He faced the opponent's long-awaited attack head-on with a decisive attitude of never looking back.
attack!
The sword flashed!
A sharp long sword and the ink knife collided fiercely!
Neither side held back!
With a loud bang, the soil around Dong Wushang's body violently rose up and erupted in a radial pattern towards the surrounding areas.
In the middle of a bomb-like explosion, Dong Wushang's black hair was flying, his eyes were like lightning, his lips were tightly pursed, and his legs were deeply sunk into the road, but his body only swayed, but he did not take a step back.
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The man in the air shouted wildly and rolled back, turning seven or eight somersaults like a whirlwind. He landed on the ground, raised his head, and looked at Dong Wushang with a shocked face. He never expected that this young sword king would
The strength has actually reached such a tyrannical level!
Everyone finally saw clearly that this person was an old man with white hair, who looked like he was fifty or sixty years old. At this moment, his white beard was trembling slightly on his lower jaw.
Dong Wushang roared, his majestic body jerked, and he was pulled out of the earth. As the soil was flying, the ink knife immediately turned into a black lightning, and what struck his head and face was a violent storm of one hundred and eight.
knife.
The man shouted wildly and kept using his sword to resist. The two of them rolled and rolled into a ball. They saw a streak of white light and black energy intertwined together, gradually becoming indistinguishable from each other, becoming a black and white tornado.
Chu Yang and Gu Duxing stood at the front, watching the fight intently.
So far, we don’t know who the other party is: but it is certain that the other party is hostile to people like us.
The team on the opposite side slowly pressed forward and watched the battle quietly from a distance of more than 20 feet from the battle circle. No one made a sound.
Chu Yang and Gu Duxing looked at each other and became cautious.
Generally, in a battle like this between strong men, even under the throne, they have to retreat at least thirty feet away to avoid accidental injuries: especially the Sword Emperor's sword energy is even more deadly.
But these people were so close to each other, yet no one had a worried look on their face.
In fact, the faces of the first few people showed great interest, and they were actually a little eager to try.
It can be seen from this that these people are not ordinary people.
For a moment, the sound of swords clashing exploded like beans, getting louder and louder, deafening.
Chu Yang frowned: This is an extremely abnormal phenomenon: Usually when masters of this level fight, there is rarely such a dense collision sound like iron being struck now: but these two people obviously violated the rules.
It can be seen from this that both sides have similar fighting styles, and the other party must also possess a rare magical weapon in the world. Otherwise, he would never dare to fight so hard. Even if he dared, it would have been broken long ago, and he would not still be able to fight it now.
Making a loud collision!
A faint wave of anxiety appeared on Chu Yang's face. Although this person's strength was only a sixth-grade throne, his fierce style and the magical weapon in his hand were no less powerful than an eighth-grade throne.
Dong Wushang must have been under great pressure!
The sound of horse hooves sounded behind them, and a horse came forward: Ao Xieyun, who was standing in front of him, came to Chu Yang's side.
"Huh?" Chu Yang turned his head and looked at him questioningly.
"He's from my family." Ao Xieyun's voice was bitter.
"Is it from your family or from your uncles and uncles?" Chu Yang asked cautiously.
"A member of my family!" Ao Xieyun's voice was very sure.
A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Chu Yang's lips, and then he frowned: "Has your father, the proud head of the family, lost control of the family?"
"Absolutely not." Ao Xieyun said: "Father has always been in charge of everything in the family, but over the years, as the Ao family has become more and more powerful, the head of the family has also become more and more powerful, and all the uncles are stupid.
We may make some moves and make some small moves secretly, but overall, the family is still stable."
"This level of stability really surprises me." Chu Yang chuckled.
Ao Xieyun smiled bitterly: "The complexity of a family is unimaginable by outsiders. The complexity of a family with a stable status is even more complicated by others." "When the Ao family started a business a thousand years ago, the ancestors had
The five brothers are known as the "Five Proud Tigers": there are also three sworn brothers, all of whom are outstanding figures in the world. The eight brothers worked together to conquer the country and established a firm foothold in Zhongsansan. They once shared hardships and life and death.
, even, everyone once risked their lives for each other, regardless of their own lives."
At such a moment, Ao Xieyun actually talked about the history of the Ao family, which surprised Chu Yang. But he still listened attentively.
Ao Xieyun is also a great man of his generation, and he will never talk nonsense without purpose, especially in this situation. Chu Yang listened while thinking about Ao Xieyun's intention.
"However, after the foundation was established, the contradictions became more and more serious: first, the three brothers with other surnames began to rebel because they were not willing to be retainers or even worshipers. Everyone knows that although worship sounds nice, it is not a sacrifice.
The descendants of the Ao family are retainers! Even if they do something unworthy, they will become domestic slaves, so they don't want to. But there can only be one head of the Ao family." "When a family is established, power must be concentrated!
Otherwise, it would still be a mess. But such a concentration represents the superiority of elders and juniors, and the formal division of master-slave relationships." "So, the three brothers with foreign surnames finally began to rebel, and the relationship between the brothers finally began.
They fought each other and were eventually wiped out. The Ao family was also severely damaged. In that battle, even one of the five Aotian tigers was killed."
"After those three people were wiped out and the Ao family developed steadily for several years, two more brothers felt unfair. Because their children's descendants were not direct lineages from that time onwards: only the family head's lineage was considered a direct lineage.
Direct descendants: So over time, I am afraid that after three generations, brothers turned into slaves and vassals, so the difference is huge. So the Ao family was in chaos again." "In the end, there were only two brothers left, and it was inevitable to have another generation.
The last split!" "So our branch is the only one left in the Ao family. Our ancestors won all the wars, but also lost all their brothers and became alone.
He was extremely sad, and at the moment of complete victory, he swung his bloody sword and carved a few words on a stone tablet: The sword is cold, the blade is cold, and the heart is even colder. When he was about to speak out, he forgot: Look, the cold blade is still dripping with blood.
, Didi is all a broken brother."
"The ancestors carved this poem on a stone tablet and erected it in the family hall: it was originally a family motto to wake up future generations. But who would have thought that instead of becoming an ancestral motto to alert future generations, it became something like a curse.
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"When it came to the second generation of the Ao family ancestors, the thirteen brothers started fighting like this again. Each refused to admit defeat. This was passed down from generation to generation. The Ao family has developed for thousands of years. In fact, it was a thousand years of internal fighting within the family.
Year!"
Ao Xieyun pursed his lips bitterly and sighed.
"Actually, it's not just the Ao family, it's the same for other families." Ao Xie said: "If a family wants to become stronger, it must constantly endure this kind of killing of flesh and blood!"
"This is the law!"
Chu Yang nodded slowly, as if thinking about something, and said: "It is indeed cruel!" (First update today. If you find typos or other errors, you can explain them in the book review area. I like yours very much.
Seriously, I hope I can also write seriously, more seriously.)
Qi Shi, I wrote the book just to make everyone laugh. You laughed, and my goal was achieved: if it can generate some thoughts, it will be an unexpected surprise, haha.)
(As for talking about myself at the end of the chapter, or maybe it’s my habit. It’s been like this since the first book: My inner hope is to let you understand a Piaotian literature network, full of warmth.
I like this environment!
I like friends, the more the better.
Of course, friends who can't stand it can just ignore it and just pretend that I'm not sick. I apologize for this.
If nothing unexpected happens, it will break out today.x!.