Legend of Swordsman

The incense burner in the central hall of the Great Hall was smoky, and the drunken six-marked venerable drunkard, kicked the table, twisted the ugly and weird figure, and began to dance in the hall.

Long Bai sat in his place, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes, and was soon covered by a smile, and he applauded from time to time, as if watching a beautiful dance.

The giant man sitting on the top laughed again, straightened the niece sitting on his left leg, opened his arms to the left and right, and twisted the maid's head down.

Blood splattered, and the giant man unscrewed the head of another niece in accordance with the law, and the two heads fell into the hands of the giant man like walnuts.

"Long Bai!" A low, murky voice sounded from the mouth of Juhan. "The two hundred nieces you sent are really good. Now I've enjoyed them almost, you see."

Long Bai heard the words, and arched with a smile, "Just follow the ambassador's word, and Long Bo will offer another three hundred virgins every day.

The giant man known as Shangxu heard the words and nodded with satisfaction. "It's so good. I will wait for Xushen to return in the future. I will ask the Xushen for help and leave your dragon clan still in charge of the original jurisdiction."

Long Bai's eyes flashed a happy look, and he quickly arched his hands. "Thank you Lord, the Dragons are willing to do their best to open up the territory for the virtual gods."

Shangxu made a yin chuckle with a strange tone, "I heard that your dragon clan only breeds with your own clan, the women in the clan are all beautiful and healthy, and you are in good shape. If you don't do the following, you bring ten women in the clan.

A burst of anger appeared in his eyes, and Long Bai almost wanted to kill the sham in an instant, but stiffly put up with it.

"I don't understand the meaning of Shangxu." Long Bai almost gritted his teeth.

Shang Xu made Yin smile with a smile, "As long as you bring ten Dragon women to this seat, the original jurisdiction of the Dragon is unchanged, and you can choose the seven domains for your own use. What?"

The inherent pride and dignity of the Dragons were thoroughly humiliated, but the palms hidden under the sleeves of the Longbai robes slowly released.

Then he changed the arch of arrogance, "It's a big deal and Xu Longbai goes back and asks his ancestors for their opinions."

After saying this sentence, Long Bai sat back in dismay.

The impeccable Dragon leader who besieged the temple of life with all major forces, but now like a dog, begging for peace!

He vaguely felt that the opinions of the ancestors were completely wrong, and they were totally wrong.

But can everything be saved?

Sitting on the top of the head, the imagination is extremely open, and this race known for pride can be humiliated by itself at this moment. The sense of conquest is far faster than the slaughter of the star domain!

Shang Xu sat on the back of the chair with satisfaction, wondering whether it was too much wine or too much yin, and his head began to feel dizzy.

Everything began to spin in circles, overlapping shadows appeared, Shangxu tried to shake his head, and glanced at the center of the giant hall. I don't know when he stood in three figures.

"Whoever is coming, quickly report what happened." Shang Xu's halberd fingered.

However, it was not answered.

With each step of the figure dressed by the ranger in front, the hall secretly scored a point.

The staggered crowd of vain respects, as if frozen, were motionless.

Shangxu finally became awake, because he found in horror that his body could not move anymore!

A blood shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and the roar of Baju became the last voice heard by Shangxu.

"Miscellaneous!"

Bloodwave Supreme stretched out his palm, and the semi-ancestor's divine power easily smashed his head.

The blood mist gushed and the hill-like figure collapsed.

Everything seemed to play in slow motion. Long Bai watched this scene completely, and his heart was completely cold.

"You disappoint me so much, you dragons disappoint me too."

The sound of regret sounded, and a figure did not know when it appeared in front of Long Bai.

Long Bai slowly raised his head, the cheek that was so familiar that he could no longer be familiar, was now truly printed in his eyes.

"Sword, sword unparalleled ..."

The eyes of looking at that face were full of regrets. Somehow, the resentment in his heart disappeared without a trace, replaced by shame and guilt.

"Every ancient race that has existed since the floods and chaos, have your inner pride been eaten by dogs?"

Jian Wushuang glared at each other, holding Long Bai's collar directly to pull him up.

Longbai reacted, and a sense of shame rushed into his heart. The divine power belonging to the invincible Supreme directly drove the sword unparalleled by several steps.

"Insane swordsman, can you humiliate my dragon clan?" Long Bai said angrily.

Upon hearing that, Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, "It is never outsiders who humiliate you, but yourself!"

The stigma of being despised caused Long Bai to lose his mind for a moment. He directly summoned a virtual image of his destiny, a **** of mighty gold dragon, carrying supreme horror, and slammed into the sword.

As long as Jian Wushuang is killed, the most disgraceful aspect of his dragon tribe will be unknown to outsiders!

"boom!"

After the golden dragon virtual image hits the sword unparalleled, it is hard to get half an inch!

Jian Wushuang responded with a palm, and then suddenly twisted, and the virtual image of Jinlong was broken into powder.

Long Bai himself was hit by a sledgehammer, and his body receded into the wall.

Withdrawing his palm, Jian Wushuang stepped in front of Long Bai, his eyes sinking like water.

Then, he slowly stretched out his palm, facing Long Bai, and opened his bow from left to right and pulled up his big mouth!

It was louder than it sounded, as if it sounded enough to crack the sky, echoed in the giant hall.

After all the virtual lords in the Giant Hall were resolved, the Supreme Master of Blood and the Old Master stood side by side, watching Jian Wushuang twitching and waving intently.

"Blood!" Xue Bo Supreme pursed his lips.

The old respect echoed and nodded.

I do not know how long it took before Jian Wushuang stopped beating, throwing his palms and drying the dragon's blood full of hands.

And a head swelled into a basket, and his face looked like a dragon cypress with a dye shop on it, and finally he knelt down on the ground ~ www.readwn.com ~ The dragon cypress that almost even had its original shape drawn out was dull, but Murmured, "I was wrong, I was wrong ..."

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang said, "It's not your fault alone, it's your entire Dragon clan's fault. I'm going to discuss it!"

Long Bai suddenly looked up, "Let me go, I will definitely persuade my ancestor when I go back."

"You are not allowed to stay, but you are only a sacred place of the Holy Universe who captures the divine power of the universe, dedicated to the torture of the virtual universe, I will not be able to keep you." Jian Wushuang said lightly, as if the final judgment had been set.

Long Bai heard that, as if evacuated all his strength, he sat paralyzed suddenly.

"If this is the case, then please help me bring a word to the ancestors of the Dragon clan so that they don't go on wrong."

Man is dying, and his words are good.

The bird is dying, and its song is also mourning.

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