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Chapter two thousand eight hundred and ninety-five years of death

Chapter 2895: Death for more than a year

"What's wrong?"

He looked at Wenren Mu Xue in confusion.

Wenren Mu Xue's eyes were flashing with doubts, and she kept staring at Zuo Muyang: "In my memory of the remnant soul in Shifang City, I seem to have seen this person. His aura is very similar to the thousand-year war in Shifang City. He should not have come from this era. He resurrected the soul through corpses. The real Zuo Muyang has long been dead. This person is a body occupied by the remnant soul!"

"And what we practice is the method of combining yin and yang! We need to constantly find women to mating to improve our skills in order to maintain the mental power of the remaining soul forever and continue to live in the world."

Wenren Mu Xue's body has long been integrated with the remnant souls of the Shifang City in the secret realm of the northern border.

It inherited many memories of the remnant soul.

As an era of all things, Shifang City was an existence that used swords to open up the world and eventually suffered siege and death by countless sects.

Among them is the Kunlun Sect.

Many scenes at that time were preserved by descendants of Shifang City, and Lu Fan and others also saw them with their own eyes.

If Wenren Mu Xue really feels that Zuo Muyang's aura is very familiar, then there will be no mistake.

"No wonder after being born, I didn't go to compete everywhere, but went to find women every day. It turned out to be a remnant soul who had no shame to see people..."

Lu Fan laughed out loud.

"What did you say?"

Zuo Muyang's face darkened.

"I didn't say anything. I mean you died more than a thousand years ago. You are still here to compete for the rankings of the Tianlist with young people. You don't feel embarrassed, I still feel embarrassed."

This time, Lu Fan let out his voice, so that everyone present could hear it clearly.

"More than a thousand deaths?

What is this guy talking about?”

"I don't know, it seems that I'm talking about Zuo Muyang, right?"

"What a joke? Zuo Muyang is the son of the current Kunlun Sect leader. How could a genius and monster in his twenties die for more than a thousand years..."

Zuo Muyang's face was extremely gloomy: "What are you talking nonsense?

If you can fight, fight. If you don’t dare to fight, you will admit defeat and go back. Don’t be here to confuse the public!”

"I don't mean to be afraid of you."

Lu Fan smiled softly: "I just feel that since I am participating in the competition, I must abide by the rules of the competition."

"The selection rules for the Tianbang Competition are that anyone who is under 35 years old and over 16 years old, who is outstanding and outstanding in the road of cultivation are qualified to participate and compete fairly on the same arena."

He looked at Zuo Muyang with a slanted look: "But you are over a thousand years old, right?"

An old man over a thousand years old secretly occupied the body of the Kunlun genius, and also tarnished his reputation, trying to live a lifetime..."

"And this genius is still your own descendant. Don't you think you are a bit shameless?"

shameless?

The huge battlefield and stands became silent as if they were dead.

Tens of thousands of people stared at each other. They heard Lu Fan's words, but they didn't fully understand.

The remnant soul of the ancestor occupies the body of the descendants and destroys the reputation of the descendants in order to allow themselves to continue to live in this world?

This is not just shameless, it is simply contrary to human relations! It will be despised by the whole world!

Lu Fan actually used such a thing to insult Zuo Muyang and even smeared the entire Kunlun Sect. This is the real shamelessness!

"Boy, are you talking too arrogant?"

"Do you really think that my Kunlun school is deserted?"
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