In the Zixiao Alliance, these days, there are seven rising stars and extraordinary strength. According to past practice, these seven people will be qualified to join the First Pintang, Tiansha Temple Martial Arts Square. At this moment, Ming, plus, the breeze is gentle, and Li and the four of them are the most wise leader of Yipintang, and they symbolically evaluate the seven people.

The assessment is made by the rank of the rank, symbolically breaking up to ten moves with each person. Of course, on the surface, it seems that he is doing his best. Based on the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank

All the seven people were very happy, and one of them even fought with Jia's "Sci" for 19 moves before losing, and his strength was undoubtedly ranked as the leader of the seven people. Of course, the seven people were proud. It was naturally a recognition of their own strength with the third of the top ten masters of the Zixiao Sword Sect. Ming distributed badges to the seven people symbolizing members of the First Class Hall, and formally appointed the seven people to Li to lead. The seven people followed Li confidently and went to the hall to which they belong.

Ming looked at the seven people's departure and said softly, "I'm very energetic." Jia chuckled and said, "Aren't you and me back then?" Yaotong walked with a fluttering clothes, and said with a smile, "How powerful are these seven people? Can they be comparable to Li?"

Jia chuckled and said, "It's a long way to go, an ordinary character." Yao Tong was slightly disappointed and sighed softly and said, "These seven people have a very famous reputation recently. I thought there were at least one or two outstanding ones." Yao Tong said that and left. Ming gently stroked the purple ring on his left hand and left with a smile.

Jia stared at the direction of the seven people leaving, and sighed in his heart. This is the case with countless latecomers repeating the paths countless times. Many years ago, I was as confident in my own strength as Ming. At that time, when Yiyun and her two fight against each other, it seemed to do their best, but in fact they kept their strength.

And how could I understand the truth at that time? I just thought that I was really strong. Ming was indeed better than me, so at this moment Mo Xie was hanging on his waist, while the Zixiao Fantasy Sword was hanging on Ming's waist. Ming back then was different from other rookies in the world, but he was practicing internal skills and sword skills in a balanced manner. This seems very simple truth, and the old Jianghu all understand the huge gap.

But in the eyes of rookies, they only know that if they practice martial arts, they are more powerful. Especially when facing older generation masters, they can compete with many moves and become more confident and conceited. When they truly enter the life-and-death battle between masters and the melee of a large-scale master, they know that internal strength is so important, and that they know how ridiculous your self-righteousness is, and that your strength is so vulnerable.

Then, he replenished his internal skills and his martial arts were let go for a long time. After the battles he experienced were longer, he had experiences and discovered the importance of body skills. So, he replenished them again. After all these were supplemented, many years have passed since he became a master in the martial arts world. So, a group of up-and-coming artists repeated the paths he had repeated many years ago in front of him.

However, this is how the world has always been moving forward. If I told them at this moment that internal strength, body skills, and artistic conception are very important, how many people would really listen? At this time, they only saw the power of the improvement of martial arts level, but without understanding it, it would be impossible to truly understand it. Geng Qing's hand held the breeze's slender waist and left the martial arts performance venue.

Even if it is yourself, how much has you experienced? Martial arts, internal skills, body skills, attributes, experience, and artistic conception. Even if you have all this, you still cannot determine the moment of life and death. The real strength and the decisive factors are too many, too many, martial arts, endless...

Jia has almost nothing to do in person on weekdays. Jia’s identity is too special. In the Zixiao Alliance, even the demon pupils do not have enough rights to assign what Jia must do. Jia hugged Qingfeng and sat down in his own large-scale courtyard garden. Qingfeng snuggled up next to Jia, saying a few words from time to time, and answered a few gentle words.

Distance is really a mysterious concept. Many years ago, the owner of the manor was like this. He sat in the garden of Guyue Villa in Beijing. The difference is that the owner of the manor rarely hugs Mrs. Sha. Whenever he is in the garden, when he thinks of Yiyun, he always thinks of Yiyun's side referring to Jiansha more than when he is purple shirt.

Many years later, I sit slowly with the breeze like this. I have the power to mobilize more people than the owners of the manors for many years. The people who worship me in the alliance are no less than those who worship the manors at Guyue Villa back then. Now, like the owners of the manors of the manors, I can look down at most of the so-called masters in the world. In my eyes, those people seem vulnerable.

However, I am still the capable subordinate of the owner of the manor. However, today's owner is no longer something that others can see and contact, and is still standing higher and farther than me. I don't know if Ming has the same feelings as me, and whether he will think about it from time to time like me. However, Ming and I have been chasing the owner's footsteps, comprehension and experience the gap, although the distance has never been shortened...

Batian put on his clothes and walked down the bed. A woman on the bed fell asleep weakly. Batian drank a glass of wine and looked up at the sky outside the window. He couldn't help but think of the sand between his fingers. He didn't expect that you would treat yourself resolutely and you would turn around and leave resolutely.

After so many years, you have never left me when I was in a downturn. Now, I have everything, and I am also the head of a sect. Even within the Shenzhou Gang, I am definitely a high-ranking position, but you are no longer here.

Ba Tian threw the sword to the ground in anger, picked it up gently between his fingers, and hugged Ba Tian softly and said, "Don't force yourself so much, just practice martial arts slowly. It's enough to have you by your side to accompany me..."

You are so stupid! You didn't even leave me as weak as I used to be. Now, I have become a master. It won't take long for me to take the legendary level into consideration! Soon, nothing I can't get, and you actually left... Don't you know that even if I have many women, even if I have Bhutan Fairy, there is only you in my eyes, and I will take good care of you...

Yi Yun followed the little sword to the big circular formation that was initially destroyed by the two. The little sword pointed to one side of the iron wall and said, "The only place suitable for opening the road is here. I have carefully surveyed it. This should be the lowest metal thickness."

Yiyun pondered for a while and asked with certainty, "Very careful?" "Not bad!" Yiyun fell silent again when she heard this, saying that she was driving the way upward. That was a purely impossible thing. How much stone and soil is there at a height of more than two thousand meters? Perhaps the space below can't be filled even if it is full. If the distance is at this level, if the stone and soil above continue to fall, how many cubic cubic stones will have to be excavated?

In fact, the only way out is to open the wall. However, the magic weapon in the hands of the two people, such a large amount of continuous cutting of metal, is extremely likely to cause serious damage, which is irreparable. Therefore, it was not until this time that it was confirmed that no mechanism could be found, so we considered this last step.

Yiyun gently stroked the purple Xiao in Beiluo on her waist and sighed softly. If such a magic weapon had a gap in the end, it would be almost as good as a useless weapon. Yiyun was really reluctant to let it go! Yiyun took out the purple Xiao Fantasy Blade, "I think it might be enough to use it." Xiaojian was silent. Yiyun sighed dejectedly and put away the fantasy blade again. In fact, Shang Yiyun himself knew that the fantasy blade was not good at all.

The two of them drew their swords and unsheathed them. One side determined the cutting angle and steps, and each held the sword and filled their internal strength and worked carefully. At this time, internal strength must not be saved. This way, the damage to the sword blade itself can be reduced. Once the internal strength is consumed to a certain extent, you have to rest first. Yiyun really regrets that if she was carrying the ten magic weapons at this time, how could she feel in her heart? Every sword stabbed out and every time she cut, Yiyun didn't know whether the sword itself would hurt, but she knew that she was in pain...

Zishan stretched her waist, rubbed her eyes gently, walked to the lake in a daze, took out her hand towel and washed it. She turned her head and smiled happily at Xier, "Sister Xier, are they?" "Hehehe... are you digging iron..." Zishan pulled Xier excitedly and walked behind the two who were working hard, laying a layer of soft pads on the big circle formation and sitting down with bent legs.

Yiyun and Xiaojian worked hard for more than a month before they drove out more than ten meters. Yiyun shouted heartbrokenly, "The sword blade is a little rolled..." How could Yiyun not feel sorry for? If the scroll was stronger, Beiluo Zixiao would officially announce its destruction. However, the situation of Xiaojian's Dongshenghua Mountain is the same. Xiaojian greeted coldly, Yiyun held on to the sword helplessly and continued to cut carefully... Yiyun's hands were obviously trembling, with an expression of great grief...

Ziyun thought it was very fun. Ziyun had never seen Yiyun's appearance. No matter what the purple shirt broke, Yiyun always looked indifferent. However, Ziyun had never damaged Beiluo Zixiao.

Seeing that the two of them were cutting swords so quickly, Zishan couldn't help but become interested. She pulled out Beiluo Zishan, picked out the characters that were unpleasant on the circular formation and used their internal strength to use them. She stabbed them hard. The sword body and metal made a harsh friction sound. Beiluo Zishan was completely gone. Zishan was stunned for a moment, and Xier stared at Zishan's sword point with interest.

Xiao Jian and Yi Yun heard the sound and looked back at the same time. Bei Luo Zishan did not enter at all, but this should have been impossible. With the inner strength of Zishan, at most, it could only be a few inches of piercing. Unless... the few inches below are empty, but this is even more impossible, otherwise how could Xiao Jian not be able to detect it?

Flashes of machine sounded, and the cylindrical body with a diameter of about four meters in the center of the circular array slowly sank. After a moment, a dark passage extending downward appeared. The four of them stared at the change in the center of the circular array in amazement. Zishan blinked a pair of big eyes and said happily, "It turns out that this is the mechanism activation device!"
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