The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 1403 Lie again... the tampered past
The tables, cups and plates in front of everyone on the island rolled over instantly and fell to the ground. Even Dongfang Meixue and Qian Lingyue were unsteady and fell to the ground.

The rest of them covered their ears and crawled on the ground, screaming again and again.

Only the "magic knife" Lin Mingxuan was not affected at all, and he picked up a grape from the scattered plates and threw it into his mouth.

When Dongfang Meixue fell down, she saw the appearance of the magic knife, and suddenly said: "This... is Wuliang? Moreover, it is still Wuliang..."

Xiao Chu was shaken to the point where he had all kinds of meat and vegetables, and the mind and soul of the Bodhisattva Slaughtering Life were all unstable.

If Old Ancestor Hong hadn't rushed over to gently press her shoulders to comfort her for a while, I'm afraid that the spirit of Killing Heart Bodhisattva would come out through his body...

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the other side.

After Xuequan roared wantonly, he took a long breath.

Following His "long but rapid" inhalation, the air flowing through his open mouth gradually formed a "black pill" that flickered with lightning, lifeless, and full of evil spirit.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his expression began to go crazy.

"Roar~!!!!"

The black pill exploded, bringing with it extremely sharp lightning and black and purple light beams, and sprayed towards the evil face in an instant.

In a moment, the head and chest of the evil figure disappeared, leaving only the abdomen and lower limbs, plus two arms, and the Xuan'e sword held in the right hand, the light of luck on it was dim.

Xuequan, who seemed to "spit out phlegm", took out a piece of emptiness, took out a white brocade handkerchief, gently wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and then threw the white brocade handkerchief away.

Seeing the headless and chestless evil figure under the hooves, he said slowly: "This is the most brutal manifestation of the power of the Lord."

Evil Xiang wanted to move the sword in his right hand, but in the end it fell powerlessly. After a while, the giant's muscle tissue began to recover, from the chest to the head.

Xuequan didn't stop him, but just watched quietly, even with anticipation in his eyes.

Xuequan didn't do anything until the evil phase completely recovered, and then the evil phase stopped and Li Dao returned to his original appearance, looking at him with lingering fear, he laughed lightly.

"Your sword domain luck is so 'false', if the deity's prediction is not bad, your luck is from 'stealing', right?"

Li Dao panicked immediately, took a step back, and tightly held the Xuan'e sword in his hand, the 'luck' on it was already a thin layer.

"Don't be nervous, that bit of luck in the Sword Domain can be broken with a snap of your fingers. What's strange about this deity is that, as Wei Wuya's personal heir, why did you condense this extremely evil dharma?"

Li Dao didn't speak, and rolled his eyes with guilt.

"It seems that there is something hidden in it. You are able to 'steal' the luck in the sword field. Your means are really amazing, and your dharma appearance is really coveted by this deity."

"You are worse than evil ghosts and more chaotic than Shura. You were born a devil, how could you inherit the Sword Domain? I want to accept you as a disciple. I am very curious about your past..."

After the words fell, Xuequan closed his eyes.

With a sound of "Boom!", Li Dao felt his heart tremble violently, and then stopped, his consciousness was broken, and the previous scenes reappeared in front of Xuequan's eyes one by one.

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The desert, the Xiangwangjian, which is three hundred miles away from the ruins.

On a cliff ten thousand zhang high, the young Li Haoran was climbing up the rope with the corpse of a ferocious deer on his back.

At that time, he was only at the second grade, and he was desperately hoping that after returning to Juan Shao Town, he would be able to exchange this fierce venison meat with Boss Duan, the butcher, for ten big coins.

"Oh, help me..."

The companion in front of him pulled him up, and they sat on the edge of the cliff very exhausted.

"The harvest here is not small. If it is sent to the slaughterhouse, I am afraid there will be three hundred dollars, two or three silver judges."

"Yeah, it's a huge sum of money, if you share it with everyone, there must be one..."

"Why divide?"

Suddenly, a certain man who came up with them said such a sentence.

Just when everyone couldn't react, the man suddenly made a move. He was already a third-rank master, and he was much stronger than other second-rank masters.

Under the sneak attack again, several other people were knocked off the cliff by him before they could react.

Li Haoran was the last one. After a few tricks, he grabbed his trouser leg and asked, "Why? We fought side by side under the stream..."

"Because I need money, I need to be tested by my sect, to enter the ruins to experience, I need to prepare supplies, more than 300 big money, it is very important to me... I'm sorry, brother."

He kicked Li Haoran off the edge of the cliff, put away the prey from Xiangwangjian, and headed towards Juansha Town.

Li Haoran fell down the cliff, desperate.

Coincidentally, a gust of mountain wind blew him into the dense forest, where he was caught by layers of trees. Although he was seriously injured, he managed to save his life.

An old man without limbs appeared in front of him, glanced at him, and shook his head regretfully, but no matter what, it was still a life, and the old man begged him.

In the days that followed, the old man ignored him, but saw that his talent was not bad, so he couldn't help but give him some advice.

And so, after more than half a year, another person who fell off the cliff appeared, and he was the one who discovered it.

The old man arrived quickly, with a satisfied smile on his face, and whispered to himself: "The opportunity has finally arrived..."

Under the guidance of the old man, the young Li Haoran quickly rescued the man. By the way, he sighed that he did not fall to his death at such a high height, and felt a little jealous in his heart.

In the following period of time, the young man gradually recovered because of his natal skills. His name was Jiang Feng, and his name was Li Haoran. They both worshiped the old man without limbs as their teacher at the same time.

But the old man was obviously leaning towards Jiang Feng, and sometimes, avoiding Li Haoran, the two whispered.

Jealousy makes people ugly, Li Haoran is naturally dissatisfied.

One day, late at night.

Li Haoran couldn't sleep left and right, but Junior Brother Jiang fell into a deep sleep after practicing.

He got up and knelt down before the old man.

"Master..."

The old man without limbs didn't sleep either, turned over and floated in the air.

"The teacher knows what you want to ask, but there are some things that the teacher can only tell Feng'er, but can't tell you. You are talented, but your bones are too weak. Feng'er is the one who carries the banner of our sect. "

"Master, I refuse to accept..."

"All of this is a predestined result. You don't understand. You are an elder, you are a brother, and you hope for a teacher. Your brothers and sisters live in harmony. Feng'er has an aggressive temper, and you have a calm temper. You need to help each other... "

The light flashed, and the years flew by.

One day, Jiang Feng came to a river valley hot spring with an old man without limbs on his back. The two of them didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, the "god" with a glowing face came, and the old man knew that he was doomed. A strand of sword thread cut Jiang Feng's heart, causing him to fall into suspended animation, and then fought against the god. Li Haoran, who was hiding in the cave, trembled.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Feng slowly woke up from the hot spring and saw Li Haoran.

"Brother, save me..."

Li Haoran hesitated for a moment, and just when he was about to reach out to help him up, a thought suddenly occurred to him, he was jealous of him, why did Master think so much about Junior Brother Jiang, but turned a deaf ear to me?

I don't agree...

Brother Jiang, if you die, won't I become the only personal heir of Master?
Instead of touching Jiang Feng with his hand, he picked up a big rock and smashed it down...

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(End of this chapter)