As the empress who breaks off her engagement at the beginning, I choose the evil little black lotus.

"Is this the Heavenly Sword Intent?"

Inside the Holy Land Courtyard.

A calloused hand caught a piece of red maple carved like rain.

It's no wonder that Lord Dao splashed ink on the red maples all over the city with ink!
However, Hong Feng, infected with the sword intention, easily cut open the palm of Ya Sheng's hand, which was as solid as black iron.

The head of the Northern Zhou Dynasty Blade Sect, who came to Beijing to meet the emperor, raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

On the other hand, although his son is not as good as his father, he can judge the grade of the sword's intention from a wisp of sword energy coming from the scattered intention.

But as a sword cultivator, I also had goosebumps all over my body at this moment.

It is like the beasts seeing the unicorn, and the birds hearing the phoenix singing.

People will remember that on this day in the Great Yan Emperor's Capital, an inconspicuous woman beheaded a saint with a sword, and used a hatchet to cut out a corner of the sky in the sea of ​​​​stars in the sky.

"Old ancestor!" As Ma Lingsu and others exclaimed, the dark sword light passed by, and Li Qingfeng's head with a look of horror also flew high.

The golden divine blood rushed up more than three hundred feet from the fractured part of the head and neck.

Of course, as a life lamp shattered, Li Qingfeng's beheaded body also dispersed into a pattern of light in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, it was just a moment, or not even a moment, there was no time interval.

In the same place, another intact Li Qingfeng was reborn.

"who are you?"

When the newly born Li Qingfeng looked at Liu Zhenzhen again, there was no trace of desire anymore, only fear remained.

The thing that can destroy delusion the fastest is fear.

Although, the sword strike just now only reached the limit of the other side realm, and was still a hair away from becoming a saint.

But Li Qingfeng knew that it was definitely not a sword that could be wielded by the other shore realm.

When this woman swung the knife, every pore in her body was spitting out cold air.

He could not see through the cultivation of the woman in front of him. At first glance, she looked like an ordinary mortal. She was probably a saint like him.

And it is very likely that it is not just the mental image state, but a higher preaching state, or even the immortal state!

Liu Zhenzhen didn't want to answer this question.

In her eyes, the current Li Qingfeng was just like the wooden ones in the imperial mausoleum.

The wood couldn't threaten her, and neither could he.

Wood can't hide, and neither can he.

All Liu Zhenzhen has to think about is a few chops. It's best if it can be solved within nine knives.

But now she can only suppress her cultivation below the saint level. I'm afraid it's not that simple.

After thinking about it, she set a goal for herself, thirty-six cuts.

After thirty-six cuts, he was turned into firewood and left to Su Yan.

Just like in the past, when Su Yan couldn't cut those strong Tianyin trees, she would do it first and then let him process it again.

And in Bai Su's mental world.

After Bai Su was embarrassed at the beginning, he finally settled those two naughty children.

In the final analysis, although the two of them had relied on their powerful true spirits and the Emperor Wu's prenatal teachings to achieve master cultivation in their mother's womb, in front of an old ghost in the holy realm who had lived for endless years and was a sword master in his previous life, This level of cultivation is actually almost nothing.

With the heaven-level sword intention brought from his previous life, he can indeed surpass Bai Su in the level of sword intention.

But just like the tragedy that happened to Sword Saint Ye Buyi, even the heaven-level sword intention has its limitations.

When emperors and saints become ants, they will be trampled to death!
So what if the sword intent can multiply their strength a hundred times.

Those who deserve to be women still have to become women, and those who deserve to be spanked still have to be spanked.

Just like a sharp needle, it can poke a hole in the paper at first, but the size of the needle is too small after all!
Bai Su was just caught off guard at the beginning and took action because he was worried about Gu Nanyi.

After realizing it, it was still impossible to fall into the hands of two children under the age of zero.

"What kind of sword intent is this? There is a heaven-level sword intent that we have never seen before?"

In the mental world, Lu Zixuan and Ji Xiang looked at each other in disbelief. Transparent snowflakes falling all over the sky.

No matter it's the golden sword fire blooming like stars in the void.

Or the boundless purple sword lotus on the earth.

In this vast and majestic snow that seems to never stop, everything is gradually submerged, turning into a vast expanse of white and really clean.

However, what shocked them was not the scale of the snow.

In terms of sheer power, they are nothing more than a tiger falling out of proportion.

An old ghost in the holy realm was not yet in the eyes of the two former quasi-emperors.

Rather, it was the sword intent used to suppress them.

This was a heaven-level sword intent that they had never heard of before.

Moreover, they all realized that this sword intention was fundamentally different from all the sword intentions they knew.

Lu Zixuan: "Flawless!"

Ji Xiang: "It's almost enchanting!"

"What about this? After you come out, ask your father." Bai Su said.

What she was using at this time was Su Yan's Wuxue Sword Intent, which was derived from Taoxue Sword Intent.

At this time, Lu Zixuan and Ji Xiang thought at the same time, could their father in this body also be a swordsman saint?
At this time, they went through all the sword masters in the world system in their minds, but none of them looked like them.

Bai Su sneered: "Don't think about it. Now, you two unfilial girls, let my grandma teach you a lesson before you are born, and teach you what it means to be filial to your parents."

Lu Zixuan and Ji Xiang: "?"

Bai Su tied up the two of them with sword locks and hung them high. Then he used his sword as a slap and began to pull them from left to right without any ceremony.

"Snapped!"

"What! Do you know that you are blaspheming?"

Lu Zixuan's eyes widened, and he felt humiliated.

"I am the God of Haoran!"

"Oh, it turns out to be God Haoran!"

Bai Su was happy.

"So, you are the Wuyue Sword Master, right?"

Bai Su looked at Ji Xiang on the other side.

"Since you know, why don't you let me go quickly? Do you want to be thrown into the sword prison?"

"Hahahahaha..."

"I see!"

Under the incredible gazes of Lu Zixuan and Ji Xiang, the crazy woman with a sword in her chest, after hearing this, instead of showing any fear on her face, she clapped her hands and raised her head to the sky laughing.

"Incomprehensible!"

"Is there something wrong?"

This was the first time Lu Zixuan and Ji Xiang laughed after hearing their identities.

In this world system, the status of the sword masters of the four major sword worlds in sword cultivation is equal to that of gods.

When the superior officers heard it, they got up and chased it; when the sergeants heard it, they respected it and learned from it; when the inferior officers heard it, they were greatly frightened.

But the old ghost in front of him actually looked up to the sky and laughed!
What is she laughing at? what's so funny? No, don’t believe our identity?
Lu Zixuan and Ji Xiang, who were constantly fluttering and struggling in the air, looked at each other and felt that this might be the truth.

Yes, even they themselves can't believe that they have ended up in this situation.

"Pah! No matter how big or small you are, you should be beaten!"

"Hmph, don't say it's you, it's your ancestor, grandma, I've also smoked it."

"Bold!" Lu Zixuan and Ji Xiang said in unison.

The two little faces swelled up like balloons and turned red.

"Dare to insult my ancestors, this is an unforgivable crime and you should be punished by heaven."

"Old woman, just wait to be fed the sword!"

"Haha, just like your ancestors, you deserve a beating! Today, if you two don't call me grandma a hundred times, I am wrong, grandma, I will beat you until you obey."

Bai Su kept his hands on his hands, but he was also wondering in his heart, how could the two masters of the sword world fall at the same time and be reincarnated in Gu Nanyi's belly at the same time?
This is really abnormal!

After living for a long time, she has certainly smelled the atmosphere of conspiracy.

But don’t worry about that much yet.

Since you have come to my door, let’s use it as a punching bag to relieve grandma and I’s 90 million years of resentment.

The so-called four great sword masters all accepted the inheritance of the sword ancestors.

The so-called killing of wives, devouring fathers, destroying countries, and gouging out eyes are all the same in Bai Su's eyes.

Naturally, she doesn't like anyone.

It’s just that I couldn’t do any of them back then!
Nowadays, although the old friends have passed away, it is great to find some feeling in their descendants!

She had already decided that after these two little evildoers were born, she would take Su Yan's place and discipline them well. She would have to beat them three times a day to live up to their reincarnation!
……

"Do you know who she is?"

Shen Xiaoxue walked behind Liu Zhenzhen, looking at the back in front of her with frowning eyebrows.

Liu Zhenzhen: "I know."

Liu Zhenzhen: "I saw the last dream."

They were walking on the streets of the capital at this time.

After Liu Zhenzhen dealt with Li Qingfeng, she did not respond to anyone's attempts to stay and left directly.

Except for Shen Xiaoxue, no one present could keep up with her.

Bai Su, the ghost, didn't follow either. She was still more interested in the two in Gu Nanyi's belly.

Liu Zhenzhen didn't care about Shen Xiaoxue behind her, and just walked around the capital on her own.

It's not the high-end markets and auction houses that warriors like to visit.

It's just a street where mortals gather.

She was interested in things that Shen Xiaoxue would only find boring.

Shen Xiaoxue felt that she and Liu Zhenzhen were two completely different creatures.

Liu Zhenzhen was someone she could not empathize with at all.

In comparison, the two of them could sometimes think of going together with Little Beggar, their old enemy.

Did this woman choose Su Yan because he could resonate with her?

Shen Xiaoxue sneered and shook her head, humph, Su Yan was probably not born like this.

In the previous life, she had been working on it for five million years. Even though it was not in that shape originally, it was still shaped into that shape!
Shen Xiaoxue: "Then what do you think?"

She wanted to know why Liu Zhenzhen chose to take action just now.

As she said, she had seen the last dream and knew that the little beggar was the devil?

And as she said, she inherited five million years of memories with Su Yan in her previous life. Is this trip also for Su Yan?

So, where did she come from to help the Demon Lord?

Liu Zhenzhen stopped in front of a stall: "It has nothing to do with you, you are already out."

Shen Xiaoxue: "..."

Shen Xiaoxue took a deep breath and sneered: "You are a majestic quasi-emperor, you wouldn't want to please the little beggar's main palace and ask her to give you the status of a maid, right?"

Liu Zhenzhen glanced at her: "Were you considered the royal palace in your last life? Did I ever please you?"

Shen Xiaoxue: "So, if I can't do it, that witch can do it?"

She first remembered that this woman almost killed her twice in her dreams, but in this life she drew a knife for the little beggar.

Then he remembered that Su Yan had never enjoyed all the things Su Yan had made for the little beggar in this life, not to mention himself in this life and his previous life.

These words seemed to be asking Liu Zhenzhen, but they also seemed to be asking Su Yan, who didn't know where he was now.

Liu Zhenzhen finally looked at her.

Just like Shen Xiaoxue couldn't understand her, Liu Zhenzhen couldn't understand her many times.

Liu Zhenzhen: "What I just said doesn't seem to mean that."

Liu Zhenzhen: "And I feel that you and the you in the dream are not the same person."

On the stall in front of her at this time, there were various rattles, clay puppets, and small machine beasts.

There are cute and chirping children all around.

However, although the warriors did not have the ability to transmit sounds into the secrets like the cultivators, they could still condense their voices into silk threads. The noise around them did not affect their communication at this time.

"Knowing what is wrong means giving up. Of course, I will change in this life because of what I saw in my previous life. I will be like a phoenix bathing in fire, moving towards perfection over and over again. If it weren't for the existence of the devil, he and I, in this life, It should also be flawless.”

For some reason, after meeting Liu Zhenzhen in a lifetime, Shen Xiaoxue had a rare desire to confide in Liu Zhenzhen's innocent and pretty face.

Perhaps it's also because the sense of existence is too low.

Liu Zhenzhen's sense of existence as a love rival seems to be quite low.

Maybe it was because in this life, Shen Xiaoxue had not suffered those two sword blows in her previous life.

Maybe it's because Liu Zhenzhen's existence is nothing compared to the little beggar.

In this life, it is hard for Shen Xiaoxue to imagine that in her previous life, she would form an alliance with the six realms for her, fight against each other and fall into the heaven realm, and she must get rid of them quickly.

System AI narration: "As a royal palace and as a wild cat, my mentality will also undergo subtle changes."

Like the cute boy next to her, Liu Zhenzhen played with a finely crafted rattle.
That old face was not red at all.

"Do you think you are stronger than in your previous life?"

"Isn't it true? Do you think I am inferior to my previous life?"

Shen Xiaoxue watched her squatting among a group of children. She subconsciously stood a little further away, not wanting others to think that they were in the same group.

Liu Zhenzhen: "I don't know. I don't know your past life, and I don't know you very well."

"But I think that if you were in the previous life, no matter what you wanted, you would choose to take action directly instead of like now, um..." She tilted her head, as if looking for the right words: "Looking forward to using fake hands on others."

"I..." Shen Xiaoxue opened her mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

Liu Zhenzhen: "Just like you want to get rid of the devil's clone and don't want the devil to come to the world. If you were in the previous life, you would do what you think is right and do it yourself. No matter what is right or wrong, at least you have a straight heart. The mentality of a strong person.”

"And now, you don't dare to take action, but you can't let go."

"You want to deal with him and the demon species, but you are counting on Li Qingfeng and me. In fact, you are counting on fate. I have my own ideas. How can I act according to your wishes? You and the one who prays for the protection of gods There is no distinction between all living beings, and there is no longer any desire to be strong.”

"How is this you better than you in the previous life?" (End of Chapter)