Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 "I can't see it with my own eyes. The battle for the top of the week is really a pity in my life!"

　　 Within the Yudao, Feng Xingkong looked at the empty Lei Chi Void and sighed.

　　 As a martial idiot, if you can have the privilege of witnessing the two most powerful martial arts in the world, they will have a hearty fight.

　　 That kind of feeling, like drinking good wine, like being a beautiful woman.

　　 It's even worse.

　　 "Do you think that the real dragon and the Confucian leader will win or lose?"

　　 Feng Xingkong glanced back at the woman in white with double swords hanging on her waist, and spoke actively.

　　 This trip to the imperial city to watch the ceremony, he was already satisfied enough, and he felt that this trip was worthwhile.

　　 Outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, an eye-catching master.

　　 Except for the two who fought, it was the Lanmen Swordsman.

　　Mi Xueyi did not move the knife and remained silent.

　　 fixed his gaze under the sky, unwilling to move half a minute away.

　　 asked a boring Feng Xingkong without being angry, hehe smiled and said to himself:

　　 "I really want to talk about the level of martial arts, I may not be able to tell it with my own knowledge."

　　 "But in the rivers and lakes, the names of people and the shadows of trees can't be adulterated."

　　 "In my opinion, the record of the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is too amazing. There are too many innate masters who died in his hands."

　　 "In contrast, Zuo Duan Yun, who is firmly at the top of Zhou Tian's list, can't help but pale in comparison."

　　 "The two will try their best, and the number two may not be able to beat the number one."

　　 Mi Xueyi did not answer, but she listened carefully.

　　 The corner of his mouth bends, seeming to agree.

　　 How many great masters are there on the weekly list?

　　 That man has already killed eight lives.

　　 The killing is so rare.

　　 The strength of combat is even more extraordinary.

　　 "Wind teaches, record can only represent one aspect."

　　 "Who knows the real situation of the Battle of Xishan? The six great masters, if you die, you die. There may not be nothing tricky in it."

　　 "Furthermore, you must also know how great the mighty river of Shangyin Xuegong is."

　　 It may be that I was boring to wait before the Meridian Gate, and the great sacrifice of Wang Clan Langya also joined in, he smiled and said:

　　 "Since Zuo Duanyun's debut, he has relied on this superior martial arts that was born out of Confucianism and orthodoxy, and he has not yet met an opponent."

　　 "Before Jin Ding discussed the Dao, even the Eight Seals of Brahma and Self of Mount Sumi were defeated."

　　 "Plus there are two Wenqu stars and nine Confucianism roots, is it no better than a great Zhou emperor?"

　　Mi Xueyi's eyebrows were cold, and she turned her head, not looking at this great congenital master who was also famous for moving the rivers and lakes.

　　 It’s just that the other party doesn’t know each other, and is still old-fashioned, pointing the country:

　　 "Do you know why you didn't see those two? Zuo Duanyun became the master of the Shangyin Academy, and got the seal of the Spring and Autumn Period."

　　 "That's an amazing treasure, it's a world of its own, and it holds everything."

　　 "The emperor of Da Zhou was taken in, and he was fighting away..."

　　 The voice did not fall.

　　哧拉!

　　 A bright stream burst out!

　　 Langya Wang's great worship Gao Guan Bo belt, the spirit is high.

　　 looks like a great Confucian who is very decent.

　　 As a result, the knife light flashed, and it cut across.

　　 violent, unstoppable momentum, murderous ingenuity.

　　 hasn't been swept, the high crown inlaid with gold and jade exploded in an instant.

　　 was so scared that Yuanzhen Yuezhi’s great worship retreated hurriedly.

　　 Disappeared with disheveled, blood is flowing like a shot!

　　 Very embarrassed!

　　 He glared at him, his face gloomy.

　　 was about to open her mouth to scold, but she heard Mi Xueyi, who had already retracted her sword, said lightly:

　　 "Old Pifu, if you dare to speak out again today, I will chop you down."

　　 She held the red short knife and pressed her thumb forward.

　　 sonorous!

　　 The sound of gold and iron horse echoed in the square.

　　 is like the sharp sword intent of a big river, pouring out, covering the place ten feet in front of you.

　　 stood watching the lively Feng Xingkong and couldn't help taking a few steps away, not wanting to be disturbed by Chiyu.

　　 On the weekly list, he is only fourth.

　　 This Northland woman ranked third, one place higher than herself.

　　 "It's not wise to provoke a woman, let alone provoke a sturdy woman who has a superb swordsmanship, and draws a sword if he doesn't agree."

　　 Feng Xingkong thought to himself.

　　 Langya Wang Family's Great Enshrinement looked at the half-inch out of the red short knife, his pupils tightened.

　　 It felt like a needle was pierced, and it felt like tingling.

　　 is also the great congenital master, he obviously won't be Mi Xueyi's opponent, he may not even be able to stop a single shot.

　　 Although the blue veins burst into the forehead with anger, the anger went straight to the forehead.

　　 But after all, he was an old river and lake who had lived for more than a hundred years. He held back his breath and walked away silently.

　　 When I left the midday gate, I was far away.

　　'S status is equal to that of Langya Wang's Patriarch, and he hummed softly, cursing in his heart:

　　 "Budget maid! How about third on the weekly list? Sooner or later you will look good!"

　　 Boom!

　　 The conflict has not yet subsided, and a loud noise shakes the imperial city.

　　 In the void, the sword light is like snow, and the sword intent is like a dragon.

　　 A sharp line flashes, as if cutting through the sky, dividing the yin and yang.

　　Mi Xueyi held down the two buzzing knives, her eyes were extremely solemn.

　　 "It looks like the winner is about to be determined."

　　 Fengxing retreats farther away, seeming to avoid the battlefield.

　　 "This sword should have been issued by the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Nothing is left without cutting, and it is so refined and pure. You and I must not be able to stop it."

　　Mi Xueyi's voice is cold and her complexion is flat:

　　 "The cloud on the left end may not be able to defend."

　　 A sword cut through the void, allowing everyone to see the tip of the iceberg in Fang Chunqiu's cave.

　　 In the blur, there are two figures standing on the top of the hill.

　　 "The Emperor of Da Zhou is standing, and Zuo Duanyun is sitting...Who has won and who has lost?"

　　 Pang Jingyang, the first seat of Qinglong Peak, walked up the imperial road, reaching the limit with his eyesight.

　　 can only see a black gold dragon robe, and a blue shirt.

　　 "Competitions, naturally the one standing is the winner."

　　 The delicate young man holding the spear upside down laughed.

　　He is one of the great masters who have successfully passed through twenty gates.

　　 is not a citizen of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but an authentic source from Dayu, a cloudy **** water gate.

　　 "It should be the emperor of Da Zhou who won. I think Zuo Duanyun vomited blood. Obviously he was seriously injured."

　　 The rough-looking, tall, mighty man nodded.

　　 "Weekly, the top of the list, today changed hands."

　　 Boom!

　　 The sky was shaking, as if it had collapsed.

　　 The Fang Chunqiu Cave sky keeps shrinking, and a river of mighty power sweeps out, and two big stars emit light.

　　 "Well, it's not quite right. On the left side, Yun Mingming is like a rainbow, it seems like he has lost."

　　 Feng Xingkong shook his head, his eyes confused.

　　咚!

　　咚!

　　 Two explosions.

　　 Dressed in a dragon robe and took the lead out of the cave sky, followed by elegant green shirts.

　　 "No match?"

　　 Pang Jingyang was taken aback for a while, he couldn't even see the slightest clue.

　　 The two standing high in the sky slowly fell.

　　 Zhao Mu returned to the three-story white marble platform, wide open on all sides, like a dragon entrenched.

　　 Zuo Duanyun stood on the imperial road, surrounded by hundreds of civil and military officials, Zhou Tian master.

　　 He held his head high, his pale complexion turned ruddy for some reason.

　　 The almost broken state of mind seemed to have recovered.

　　 I saw this Zhou Tian's top spot, Shangyin Confucianism leader with a smile on his face.

　　 Walked one step below the long white jade stairs, the spring and autumn print on the waist was shaking.

　　 Bend over and bow.

　　 bow his hands, salute.

　　 "Chen, Zuo Duanyun congratulates your majesty!"

　　 "May the Great Week be overwhelmed by the world, and the prosperous world will be peaceful!"

　　 Everyone is in an uproar!

"what's going on?"

　　 Feng Xingkong was shocked.

　　 As the optimistic emperor of Da Zhou, he thinks that Zhao Mu will be able to win in the end.

　　 He thought Zuo Duanyun might lose, but he absolutely didn't expect it.

　　 The famous division of Shangyin Academy actually bowed his head.

　　 Qinglongfeng Pang Jingyang's eyes widened, a little gaffe.

　　 This scene is really too shocking.

　　The descendant of the holy land, bow his head to the emperor of Da Zhou?

　　 "Lan Men Mi Xueyi congratulates Your Majesty!"

　　 Above the Yudao, another tall figure walked out of it.

　　 White clothes are like snow, with double knives hanging on the waist, stunning style ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ after a moment.

　　 voices one after another, practiced into one.

　　 "Hunyuan Dao is popular and empty, congratulations to your majesty!"

　　 "Pang Jingyang in the clouds congratulates your majesty!"

　　 "Yuan Jing, the cloudy **** of water gate in Dayu, congratulates your majesty!"

　　 "Baiyun City Rams Autumn congratulates your Majesty!"

　　Ceremony and military officials Qihe!

　　 Forbidden Army Soldier Qiga!

　　 For a while, the mountain called congratulations.

　　 The sound is like a wave, shaking the imperial city.

　　 Zhao Mu stood outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, his eyes deep.

　　 scanned everyone, and then looked farther away.

　　偌大天地, as if he was alone.

　　 The dragon robe hunts and hunts, like a flag.

　　 Zhao Yuan, standing at the forefront of the royal road, has a look of reverence on his face.

　　 He knew that the emperor's brother not only overlooks the imperial city, but also overlooks the Tianjing.

　　 is still looking at Shenzhou, swallowing thousands of miles.

　　 Since today, there are no more six holy places that can overwhelm the world.

　　Emperor brother is the real Uchih!

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