The Strongest Mad Emperor in History

Chapter 504: Three rookies

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The whole world is dead.

Everyone was taken aback by this sudden scene.

WTF? Make me laugh!

Better than Xu Xiaomo, was defeated with a punch?

Definitely making me play!

At this time, on the battlefield, Liang Long with the national character face arched his hand against Xu Xiaomo, and said lightly: "I've accepted it."

"I lost."

Xu Xiaomo narrowed his eyes, and his hoarse voice came out of his throat.

The onlookers were uproar.

One punch defeated Xu Xiaomo.

How powerful is Liang Long to do this!

"I declare that Liang Long wins. Xu Xiaomo please hand over half of the points to Liang Long."

Off the court, the elder said leisurely.

Liang Long nodded and took out his disciple card.

"Brother Xu doesn't need to do this, I'm just playing against you, not trying to earn your points."

However, Liang Long directly shook his head when he saw this: "If this is the process of competition, after the resignation, I will definitely return the points you gave me, and all of them will be returned to you, I will not ask your brother for your points of."

"This……"

Xu Xiaomo was shocked.

He wondered, was this kid a fool? Don't you want my points?

You know, although I do n’t have many points, I still have more than 100,000. Half of the points are nearly 100,000. So many points are not needed?

But Xu Xiaomo saw the trace of sincerity and sincerity in Liang Long's eyes.

Xu Xiaomo moved.

This kid is really just fighting to fight with me, not to covet my points!

"This son has such talents and talents, and possesses this kind of mind. It is indeed a good seed to cultivate. It is possible to become a Taoist disciple, the fifteenth, oh no, the sixteenth class . "

Xu Xiaomo stared at Liang Long, murmured secretly.

"Since Brother planned so, naturally I will not refuse that brother, thank you Brother."

Then, Xu Xiaomo got up and patted the dust on his body, grinning at Liang Long and grinning.

Liang Long nodded and smiled.

The fighting subsided, and the onlookers dispersed and returned to their families.

...

Fairy Peak.

"How is cultivation?"

Fan Yutong, who was in white, came to Shi Yi's body, smiled gently, and asked slowly.

Shi Yi has already completed his cultivation. He dropped his eyes and shook his powerful fists, saying, "It's okay."

"Noah, this is the weapon you want."

With that said, Fan Yutong waved a hand and threw a whole body of red stick-shaped weapon to Shi Yi.

Shi Yi caught it, and frowned slightly and asked, "This is it?"

"This is an intermediate-level spiritual artifact, the octagonal Suzaku stick. When you use it, you only need to instill the force into the stick, which can stimulate the strength of the Suzaku in the stick and increase the combat effectiveness." Fan Yutong explained gently.

"The power of Suzaku?"

Shi Yi heard the words, but frowned: "What is the power of Suzaku? And does Suzaku really exist?"

"Suzaku, one of the four heavenly spirits in the legend, because it is a legend, so no one knows whether it exists or not."

Fan Yutong shook his head, and then the words turned around: "But the power of the Suzaku actually exists. You can try the Octagon Suzaku in your hands."

"Alright."

Shi Yi nodded.

Fan Yutong pushed away.

As soon as Shi Yi thought, a force of Yuan came out in a rush, like a tide, and the rumbling rushed into the Octagon Suzaku sticks!

With the sound of a bear, the surface of the Octagonal Suzaku stick was burning with bright red flames!

A suffocating high temperature emanates.

"Is it just flames?"

However, Shi Yi frowned.

If the power of Suzaku is just flames, it would be a bit boring.

Fan Yutong still keeps that gentle signature smile.

However, at this moment ...

Hum!

A strange wave suddenly emerged from the crimson flame around the stick.

This fluctuation is very strange. It is not the power of the soul or the soul, but it makes people feel more advanced than the power of the soul and the soul ...

"Ok?"

Shi Yi's eyes flashed suddenly.

"this is……"

He dropped his eyes and stared at the red flame on the stick in his hand, thoughtfully.

At this time, Fan Yutong spoke and said in a gentle voice: "This is the power of Suzaku. If you can use it properly, you can greatly improve your combat effectiveness. At least in the freshman competition, keep your top three still. No problem. "

"The top three ..."

Shi Yi narrowed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something. Fan Yutong did not care about Shi Yi's thoughts, but continued to say: "The eight-sided Suzaku stick is a medium-level spiritual artifact, and it is a martial arts practitioner who has turned one and two nirvana areas. So I do n’t want you to show how much of its power, a trace, you only

Need to play a little bit. "

"I try my best."

Shi Yi nodded.

"That being the case, then you should be familiar with these eight-sided Suzaku sticks. I still have something to do, let's take a step."

After that, Fan Yutong turned around and left, without the slightest drag.

Shi Yi reached out and wanted to say something.

But in the end he still said nothing.

Until Fan Yutong walked away, Shi Yi sighed lightly, but his eyes became firmer.

"Miss Fan, rest assured, I am absolutely, and I will never let you down."

Shi Yi clenched his fists.

However, neither Shi Yi nor Fan Yutong knows ...

Just when the bright red fire flame was burning on the surface of the Bafang Suzaku stick, in the distance, a colorful bird who was asleep suddenly opened his eyes. The confused eyes looked in the direction of Shi Yi.

But then, the colorful bird shook his head, closed his eyes and went to sleep ...

...

Wan Jianfeng.

"Hu Yijian, the master wants you to meet him."

Outside a room that was not luxurious, a man shouted.

In the room, a cloth-clothed man was carefully grinding his three-foot Qing Feng, and from time to time he sprayed a little water on the whetstone, sharpening the sharp sword in his hand.

After hearing the words, he did not put down the long sword in his hand, but replied faintly: "No hurry, I will finish my sword before I say it."

"Brother Hu, hurry up, don't let the master wait for his elderly." There was a voice outside the room again.

"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible." The man nodded slightly.

...

Half an hour passed.

Hu Yijian took the spirit sword in his hand and placed it an inch in front of him, looking up at the long sword, his eyes cautious and subtle.

Suddenly it seemed that I felt a bit unorganized in some places. Hu Yijian shook his head, continued to place the spirit sword on the whetstone, and the yarn was sharpened.

And this mill, half an hour passed unconsciously.

Hu Yijian blows away the water droplets on the surface of the spirit sword, and then stands up, carefully watching the spirit sword in his hand.

Suddenly a long hair of Hu Yijian floated down and landed on the blade of the spirit sword.

Nothing sounded ...

The long hair was cut into two halves, and fell to the ground along both sides of the spirit sword.

The sword came out of the western white emperor, the sword came to the ghost ghost mother crying, blowing hair and breaking hair!

"It's finally fine."

Hu Yijian stretched a lazy waist, inserted the sharpened sword into the scabbard behind him, then clapped his hands and yawned.

"It's so sleepy, you'll feel better when you go to sleep."

Hu Yijian is going to sleep.

Suddenly he frowned, as if he remembered something, and his steps suddenly stopped.

"Oh, fuck! I forgot!"

With a slap on his head, Hu Yijian hurriedly rushed out of the house and muttered as he ran: "Broken and broken, the master must punish me now, I forgot about this stubble!"

...

After a few minutes.

"Yijian, but you made it hard for the teacher to wait."

A gray-haired old man sat on a futon without opening his eyes, and said lightly, his tone was quite indifferent without much fluctuation.

"Master, you, Keke, Tuer was busy with something just now, and accidentally forgot the master, and hoped the master would punish him."

Hu Yijian said with embarrassment.

"Sharpening the sword again?"

The gray-haired old man still didn't open his eyes and asked lightly.

"Yes."

Hu Yijian nodded. The gray-haired old man opened one half of his eyes and glanced at the scabbard behind Hu Yijian. He saw that the spirit sword in the scabbard had melted more than half, saying, "You scabbard is a good thing, but you Be careful, your husband is guilty and guilty, and do n’t let some specious people stare

Just go. "

"Only remember the master reminder."

Hu Yijian nodded.

Then Hu Yijian no longer had ink, but asked directly, "Master, why did you call me here?"

"Tutor, I haven't seen you for a day as a teacher. I miss you, can't I see you?" The gray-haired old man asked.

"No, no, the master joked." Hu Yijian shook his head.

"Also, as a teacher, I will not sell you any more."

Then, the gray-haired old man shook his head and looked right: "This is one hundred and seven spirit swords that have been sharpened. Try to fit your scabbard."

While talking, the old man threw a storage bag to Hu Yijian.

"Master, are you?"

Hu Yijian ended up in a storage bag, looking puzzled.

"After a few days, the freshman contest is over. This time you represent not only yourself, but Wan Jianfeng as a whole. As a teacher, I don't want you to be the fourth disciple on the hot list. What a favor. "The gray-haired old man said lightly.

"But Master, I'm not interested in that freshman. I just want to grind my sword with ease." Hu Yijian shrugged, helplessly.

The gray-haired old man heard the words, and was not surprised at all, but said lightly: "The freshman, Shi Yi will participate, Liang Long will participate. Lin Chen, who only appeared in the legend, will participate. Are you participating? "

When that Hu Yijian heard the words, his eyes suddenly lighted, and he wondered, "So many powerful opponents? Then I will participate!"

"Well, join in."

The gray-haired old man nodded: "First melt the 107 swords. For the teacher, after melting these swords, the grade of your scabbard may break through to the middle of the ground. "

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