Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

Yan Shaoyang's Divine Sense was in a trance, and he seemed to return to the scene when he first learned a knife as a child.

The little boy was sweating profusely, his eyes were fixed on the wooden knife in his hand, he was trying to hold it tightly, and constantly adjusted his posture.

A young and handsome young man stood aside with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "Heart and eyes are united, put aside distracting thoughts, and chop it down with a sharp knife."

The boy held his breath, and his immature eyes became firm.

"what!"

The wooden knife drew a graceful arc in front of it, making a slight sound of breaking through the air.

"Is that so, Gu Dage!"

The boy turned his head excitedly to look at the handsome young man.

The young man smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Not bad."

"Yay! I did it!"

The boy couldn't help but dance with joy when he was recognized by the youth.

"Just like what I taught you at the beginning. Don't think about fighting, just take out the knife and cut down."

The flat voice sounded in Yan Shaoyang's ear again.

In an instant, the child in memory and Yan Shaoyang merged together.

The movements of Yan Shaoyang's hands suddenly became extremely firm.

In a daze, Yan Shaoyang seemed to see a figure looking down at the world and overlooking the common people silently watching him.

"Master..."

A murmur.

The hand rises and the knife falls.

"Crack——"

A big head rolled down from Yan Shaoyang's knife, and blood gushed out like a column.

There was still a cruel and joyful smile on the face of this head, frenzied and sinister, it was frozen in the second when it was cut off, and it was still immersed in illusory pride until it died.

The head of Prince Ghost.

Yan Shaoyang was stunned.

He stared blankly at the long knife in his hand, unable to believe the facts in front of him.

Myself... My own Cultivation Base, which has not completed the Xuandan, can actually beat the ghost prince, the top Practitioner of Eighth Stage, with a knife?

real or fake?

Could this be a dream?

The rest were also stunned.

The eyeballs barely protruded from the sockets.

Prince Ghost is dead?!

God-face Eighth Stage, the ghost prince who even Beichen Tianshu was going to lose in his hands, was actually cut off by an ordinary boy with a knife!

This is too dreamy, too unbelievable.

Oh no, the boy who killed Prince Ghost Ling was not ordinary.

At least, he is... that legendary disciple.

etc.

Many people suddenly woke up.

When Yan Shaoyang resisted with his sword just now, they clearly heard a voice whispering in their ears.

Could it be...

It was the voice of that One.

"Gu Xuan... Gu Xuan is back?!"

Youyue's eyes suddenly burst into a strong light, and she looked around excitedly, trying to find the figure that made her yearn day and night.

Yan Shaoyang did the same, looked around excitedly, and shouted in his mouth: "Master, is that you, Master? Where are you, Master?!"

All of a sudden, there was commotion on the field.

"what happened?!"

The black-robed man who was planting the seeds of the underworld to several strong men in the Southern Region King Realm sensed that something was wrong, Fractionated Divinity inspected it, and was immediately angry.

Prince Ghost Spirit is dead!

"How dare you kill ghosts?"

A man in black robe flew over.

The death of the ghost prince is not a pity, but once the ghost prince died, they lost a loyal dog leg, which added a lot of trouble.

"It seems that I am too polite to you, and dare to kill people under my nose...

The man in black looked cold, and the mighty pressure of the King Realm shrouded everyone in this area. Many people couldn't help but kneel down under this terrifying pressure.

"You won't be arrogant for long!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

The man in black was taken aback for a moment, then followed the sound and looked down in surprise.

I saw a young man with his chest straight, looking at him without fear, his eyes burning.

"My master is back, you people will be finished sooner or later.

the boy said loudly.

The man in black robe listened, and the expression on his face gradually became weird. He simply didn't make a move, but stared at the pitifully humble young man with Cultivation Base in front of him with interest, and asked, "Oh? Your master Who is it? So powerful? Where is he now?"

"My master..."

Speaking of this, Yan Shaoyang's face immediately showed great pride and confidence, pointing behind the man in black robe and said: "That is my respect."

Behind me?!

The man in black was startled suddenly.

He hasn't even noticed that someone can appear behind him without a sound.

Turning around in a hurry, only to find that it was empty.

"My master is the number one (bdbc) of the True Dragon and Qianlong Rankings, the number one pride in the history of the Southern Region [Gu Xuan!"

Yan Shaoyang pointed to the golden list behind the man in black and said loudly.

Only then did the man in black realize that Yan Shaoyang was referring to the name on the Jinbang stele.

False alarm.

He couldn't help but sneered and said, "The frog in the well pretends to be the pride of heaven, even if he is given a hundred years, is he qualified to stand in front of me? Hehe..."

"..."

Yan Shaoyang's face turned red with anger at the words of the man in black, and he was speechless for a while.

As for the rest of the people, when they heard the words of the black-robed man, their complexions quickly darkened for a while.

Yes, what the man in black robe said was right.

So what if Gu Xuan came back.

When Gu Xuan left the Southern Territory, he had just set foot in Shenxiang.

It's only been a few years now, no matter how talented Gu Xuan is, his Cultivation Base with life and death conditions is amazing.

Even the powerful King Realm was instantly killed by the black-robed man, Gu Xuan, who is only in the Life and Death Realm, is still able to turn the tide?

The little hope that had just risen in my heart disappeared in an instant.

Yan Shaoyang still stubbornly wanted to defend his master.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, as if seeing something incredible, he pointed in the direction behind the man in black, and he was so excited that he stuttered.

"Master...․Master! Master..."

"Want to do it again?"

The man in black frowned and sneered.

His divine sense perception told him that there was nothing behind him.

I was "played" by Yan Shaoyang once before, and I already felt a bit Losing face, how can I use it again.

"Still pretending?"

The black-robed man's face turned cold, and he opened his mouth coldly.

But soon he realized something was wrong.

Not only Yan Shaoyang alone, but beside Yan Shaoyang, all the Southern Region Practitioners and geniuses who were facing him, all looked in the direction behind him, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of excitement and disbelief.

The man in black felt inexplicably uneasy, and finally turned around.

Then he saw...

A very young man appeared before him.

The man was incomparably handsome, wearing a top-quality black satin robe bordered with gold silk, his demeanor was unspeakably majestic.

The man's eyes are dark and warm, but it seems that there are two sharp and unparalleled heavenly knives hidden, and when he looks at him, he only feels a tingling pain between his brows.

This man was just standing in front of the black-robed man in an ordinary way, but he seemed to have become the center of the whole world in an instant, revealing the unrivaled overlord of heaven and earth.

.

Even the man in black, in front of this person, has a strong urge to bow his head and kneel unconsciously.

"Who the hell are you?!"

The man in black turned pale with fright, subconsciously flew back to distance himself from the man.

The man looked calm, and said lightly: "This seat is Gu Xuan."

The pupils of the man in black shrank fiercely, thinking of the famous official at the top of the gold list for a moment.

Gu Xuan?!

It turns out he is Gu Xuan!

Suddenly, the man in black suddenly found out.

He flew back for so long, the distance between him and the man in front of him was not opened at all, and he kept the movement of flying back, and he kept moving in place.

hum!

The man in black was shaken violently, and an unspeakable shock and panic quickly rose from his heart...