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Qi Yuan took a breath of cool air and set off a storm in his heart.

"Emperor Zun is the realm of sword God. I'm worried about him. It's ridiculous to think about it!"

He sat in his lost position and murmured, "he is the emperor of the ancient times. He is invincible. Who in the world can be better than him?"

Some people gradually come back to their senses, all of them are looking at the young man in white.

I saw that he was still standing with his hands down, but at the moment, his figure seemed like a mountain in the eyes of all people.

"I don't know what to say in the realm of sword God. Is he a demon?" A big, burly man started in surprise.

Another monk in monk's clothes said: "in my opinion, the almsgiver's sword cultivation is afraid to be the peak of sword God."

The young man with double swords sighed: "if I can play double swords like him in my life, I will have no regrets in this life!"

A girl in red praised: "it seems that such a proud son of heaven is rare in the world."

She said, and the girl in blue whispered: "Miss, you don't like this young man, do you?"

After listening to the girl in red, the pretty face and rosy glow spread. In order not to be heard by others, she sent a message to her servant girl: "what do you like? He's a man I've never had in my life, or is his mother right? The better a man is, the more annoying he is. "

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Qingmiao sits down slowly, complicated and hard to be named.

She could not understand how the other side could be the realm of sword God!

I think she began to practice Kendo in ancient times. After tens of thousands of years, she was able to enter the realm of emperor jianhuang.

Today, I was compared by a younger generation!

She has always been arrogant, but she does have this qualification.

But thinking about it, I can't swallow it.

Than! Must compare again, she does not believe, the other side whole body does not have a soft rib!

Well, your swordsmanship cultivation is unfathomable. What about the others?

If you are all one master Then I have to bow to the wind.

At this moment, Qingmiao stands up and comes slowly.

"I don't know your name, sir?" Qingmiao smiles.

Linghao hears the words and replies, "Linghao."

"Your swordsmanship cultivation is really excellent. In today's world, you can count the palms with such a level."

Said the youth.

Ling Hao arched his hand and said, "the great palace leader has given me a great prize."

His previous understanding of the sword has reached the realm of the sword demon.

What is a sword demon? It's above the sword God. It's called demon!

In this realm, heaven and earth are sword bodies, and all living beings are sword Qi.

Can open the sky with one sword, can break the netherworld with one sword.

It's just that after rebirth, the body is no longer there, only the spirit is left, and the realm of sword demon is greatly reduced, and then it falls into the realm of sword God.

Listen to the other party's praise, Ling Hao is indifferent to it.

"You don't need to be so modest. Being strong means being strong. Our palace is inferior to you in swordsmanship."

"But I don't agree with you," continued Qingmiao

"How can we be stronger than the flesh?"

Her body of water spirit is the first-class imperial body, which has a high affinity for water skills. Therefore, the enemy's attack falls on his body, such as cotton.

The characteristics of four or two thousand catties make her not afraid of the strength of each other at all.

You can think of it with your toes. A man can't condense his body.

He is the realm of the sword God. His cultivation has reached the middle of nirvana. What expression should he have when he finds that he is like a nobody when he hits himself?

Qingmiao thought of the beauty and smiled.

This scene makes many men lose their minds and stare at her stupidly.

Ling Hao frowns slightly. If it's like this, isn't it a waste of time?

His time is short. There are six days left. In six days, he needs to reach the late nirvana, so that he can go to the dome mountain to save Yang Linglong.

"Big palace Lord, our last match. If I win, please exchange fairy fruit with me."

Ling Hao said slowly.

With a confident smile, Qingmiao said: "yes, if you win, I can not have many of your gods. This fairy fruit is for you!"

After hearing this, Linghao was shocked. Suddenly, he looked at Qingmiao with a lot of kindness. After all, there are few people in the world who send things for nothing.

In this moment, Ling Hao defined her as a good person.

"Let's start." Qingmiao can't wait. She is very happy to think that this guy will be shocked.

She found that from the beginning to the end, the young man was indifferent, as if nothing could disturb his mind.

Ling Hao's body rushed like a cheetah and hit him with a fist.

Qingmiao smiles scornfully, and a stream of water power surges around him.

The power of the spirit entwined her body as the fist drew closer and closer.

A white stream of air rushed out, wrapped in fists like thunder.

Ling Hao suddenly realized that the power of this fist seemed to be dissolved in this moment!

He frowned to himself. This woman has something.

Qingmiao see this smile more and more strong, hum, fight with me! Can you do that?

Will fairies give you nothing? What a beautiful thought you are!