Immortality Cultivation Era

"They still didn't come out?"

Gao Ge slowly opened his eyes and looked at the soft girl sitting in the co-pilot.

The soft girl looked complicated and nodded.

The high song also frowned.

"I have calculated the time, has it been three or four hours?" Gao Ge sighed. "Unfortunately, I am not a knife. I am afraid I will not be able to help after I go in."

The gentle girl chuckled and comforted: "Do not worry, he will not have anything."

"Ok?"

"My instinct tells me that he will not have something."

Gao Ge did not speak.

......

"Give me to die!"

With a sigh of anger, Fang Hui fell down and the waves rolled.

"no no!"

Jin Hao witnessed splitting.

He didn't even think of it. He had a good helper who had come to pay for it. In the end, he would become the executioner who wanted his life.

Think about it too.

Fang Hui is a swordsman and a knifeman who has entered the realm of the guru.

Such a person, I am afraid I have long since ignored the money.

What he cares about is just to keep himself stronger.

Now, the knifeman inheritance is in front of him.

If you are Fang Hui, I am afraid I will not miss this opportunity?

"Da da"

Jin Hao’s head rolled down on the ground.

Fang Hui had a smirk on his face.

"Hey, is your waste like this, and it is also worthy of a knife-knife inheritance?" Fang Hui sneered.

It has always been a mysterious legend in the Western Xinjiang.

As a knife, Fang Hui has been collecting information about the inheritance of the knife. He has been busy for several years and has not collected much information.

Just when he was about to give up, Jin Hao suddenly appeared.

So he did not hesitate and immediately agreed to come down.

His purpose, isn't it now?

Looking at the towering pavilion in front of him, his eyes have become red because of his excitement.

"The knifeman inherits, it is mine..."

Twisted his face and looked at Yue Xincheng and Xia Shengtang, who were still approaching. He no longer hesitated and quickly rushed toward the pavilion.

However, his hand had just been placed on the bronze door of the pavilion, and suddenly he heard a sigh.

"roll!"

Immediately, it was an air wave that drove him straight out.

After rolling a few laps in the air, Fang Hui’s body fell heavily on the ground.

He widened his eyes and looked at the bronze door in front of him.

"How... how is it possible?"

"There are only fifteen virgin wastes that don't come in!"

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"..." Fang Hui's face became a bit ugly.

Although he did not know who the person who made the voice was, he could feel the deep disdain from the tone of the other party's speech.

like……

Your own strength.

Your own talent.

In the eyes of the other party, is it just a waste wood?

Why?

I am only thirty years old!

I am already a cultivator in the realm of the guru!

Why do you look down on me?

So he quickly stood up and rushed toward the bronze door again.

The result of this time is no different from the last time.

His body was once again turned over.

"Important, dead! Things are not three, so good!"

Fang Hui has been shivering.

The knifeman passed on and found himself for so many years.

Nowadays, the pavilion with the knife and the inheritor is in front of you, but you can't get in because you only have fifteen martial arts.

He, dissatisfied!

"Since you don't let me in, I will ruin it here!" Fang Hui's eyes were full of resentment. "I can't get it, others can't think of it!"

He held the knife in his hand and operated the aura of the body.

The cultivator of the master's realm hits.

What is the problem of destroying this pavilion?

"Give me a break!"

With a violent drink, Fang Hui’s knife fell, and a majestic momentum rose to the ground and fell to the pavilion.

However, the pavilion did not move.

"Haha, ridiculous, the predecessor can leave such a place, will you be ruined by a guy in the realm of a master?" Xia Shengtang took Yue Xincheng to the front, and Fang Hui’s actions also fell. In their eyes.

When Fang Hui wanted to destroy the pavilion, Yue Xincheng was still in a hurry.

But I was relieved to see that the other side’s knife was useless.

Fang Hui turned his face and looked at them, and snorted.

"I can't get in, can you get in? If that's the case, it's better to choose you and me to join forces and destroy it here." Fang Hui said this sentence, his eyes fell on Xia Shengtang.

For Yue Xincheng, he simply dismissed it, even if the other party is already a cultivator who is going to put the peaks in the realm of the peak.

There is an insurmountable gap in the realm of the guru and the outside world.

How many people are dying out of their peaks?

"No, no, you can't get in, it doesn't mean he can't get in." Xia Shengtang shook his head.

Fang Hui's pupils shrink.

"And, even if we can't get in, we can only say that this knifeman has not yet waited for his good friends, why ruin it?" Xia Shengtang asked.

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"If someone gets the knifeman inheritance from here, it will not become a difficult opponent in the future. Do you hope that someone in the future will get a chance to become stronger here?" Fang Hui said quietly.

This is the most real thought in his heart.

Xia Shengtang smirked a smile and shook his head.

"So, ah, you have come to the realm of the guru in this life, even if it is over, how can other people get the knife inheritance from here? Is it not my opponent? Are you afraid?" Xia Sheng Tang Yan said, "I I am not afraid at all, because... I don’t think I have an opponent."

Fang Hui was sinking in his heart.

Xia Shengtang’s words are a great treat for him.

If you don't think about it, maybe there is nothing.

But once you think about it, you will plant your own demons.

Own...

Is this scared?

wrong.

Not such logic.

What is wrong with stifling danger in the bud?

"Yue Xincheng." Xia Shengtang suddenly spoke.

"what?"

"Try it."

"Amount..." Yue Xincheng was hesitant.

Xia Sheng Tang was mad, and turned his face and stared at him: "What are you afraid of? Do you have any confidence in yourself?"

Yue Xincheng took a deep breath and walked toward the bronze gate.

Fang Hui no expression, just waiting to watch the show.

Even he can't get in.

He didn't believe it.

Can a cultivator who has only the strength to release the realm be able to enter?

Pooh!

Yue Xincheng, standing in front of the bronze door, took a deep breath. He turned his face and looked at Xia Shengtang. Xia Shengtang coughed.

"Don't forget, you are a genius."

"..."

Yue Xincheng doesn't like Xia Shengtang very much, because this person has nothing to do, and he likes to give him chicken soup.

He turned his face and stared at the copper door in front of him. The palm of his hand was just put up, and suddenly he felt a pain in his palm.

"Hey? Thirty-three martial arts? It's not bad..."

"squeak"

The copper door opens slowly.

A golden light shines on Yue Xincheng.

If the light comes.

Fang Hui is stunned.

"You...what??"

In his body, it began to skyrocket and kill.

A hand suddenly fell on his shoulder.

"You arrive first, but can't get in, he will come later, but he can go in, you are angry?"

Fang Hui looked at Xia Shengtang's nasty face, and a blood spurted out.

"So, you should die too." Xia Shengtang’s eyes suddenly became cold, and a fist smashed in the past...

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