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Chapter 1971

He was shouting Xiang Yang's name, and his tone contained endless anger and desire.

"Xiang...yang!"

Echoes came from the mountain peak in the distance, and for a moment, it seemed that the only word Xiang Yang was echoing between the world.

"What a terrible sound!"

Even when masters like Chen Dali and Zeng Qiang heard the roar of Liu Yijian, they felt a trembling heart. When some ordinary powerful people around him who knew how to do martial arts would even cover their ears when they heard this sound.

Over there, a group of people walked towards him.

The one who walked in the front was naturally Xiang Yang, and the old lady of the Xia family, Dong Guiying, was also the one who stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Behind them are Xia Zunlong, Yan Yu and others.

A group of people, just like when Liu Yijian appeared, caused a commotion around them as soon as they appeared.

"Grandpa Xiang!"

When she saw Xiang Yang appear, Xia Tian clenched her fists involuntarily. After many years of not seeing each other, Xiang Yang was still as energetic as ten years ago. Moreover, compared to Liu Yijian, there was obviously less hostility between Xiang Yang's eyebrows!

Xiang Yang was once as violent as Liu Yijian, but later he taught him how to grow flowers and cultivate his mood, so for ten years, Xiang Yang was still able to maintain his vitality.

Xiang Yang is grateful to Xia Tian from the bottom of his heart!

Xiang Yang walked all the way to the Dragon Flying Platform, as if he felt something. Inadvertently, he turned his head and looked directly at Xia Tian with his sharp eyes.

Xia Tian’s heart trembles!

Xiang Yang seemed to recognize Xia Tian, ​​because Xia Tian saw Xiang Yang's mouth, and a slight curve was drawn.

Ten years later, Xia Tian met Xiang Yang again for the first time. Although Xia Tian pretended to be a disguise, Xiang Yang still recognized him.

Xia Tian just nodded slightly and called Grandpa Xiang lightly!

At this time, Dong Guiying, Xia Zunlong and others also retreated one after another and arrived in another pavilion.

Xiang Yang took a step forward and walked up to the Dragon Flying Platform step by step. Finally, he stood opposite Liu Yijian, with a faint smile on his face.

Five years later, this super master, ranked first and second in the north, finally fought another battle on this Dragon Falling Platform.

The world seemed to have become quiet at this moment, and hundreds of viewers around them also closed their mouths, only the sound of the cold wind blowing on the top of the mountain was heard in my ears!

"Xiang Yang, you are finally here!"

Liu Yijian determined Xiang Yang's location based on his feelings and keen hearing. Although he could not see it, Xiang Yang's figure had already gathered in his mind.

"It's been five years, and I can finally fight you again!"

Xiang Yang smiled slightly, showing his master's demeanor.

"Liu Yijian, your path is always wrong."

"Yeah?"

Liu Yijian grinned, then placed his hand on his back shoulder, and saw him holding the hilt of the iron sword with one hand and exerting force gently.

With a huff, it was the sound of the iron sword being unsheathed.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sword was pointed at Xiang Yang.

Liu Yijian's voice was slightly cold: "Xiang Yang, draw the sword!"

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