Talents have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years. Is that fate
The hard life of the dragon was no longer the legend of an era, the stars in the sky, or an existence that was out of reach.
But no, his era will eventually come to an end, just as he once ended Qinglong Mo, who entered the path of heaven before him.
Unexpectedly, it was the bright moon when he ended, and the person who ended him was the junior brother Fang Yan who he had killed - Mo Qiandi. Give closure.
Isn’t that fate
"He lost." Shenlong said hard and solemnly.
How heavy is that sentence
He personally admitted his failure and the end of his era.
And when he said those words, the old gods were dead and new gods were to be established.
Another new martial arts star is rising in China. As soon as he appears in people's eyes, he shocks the whole world with his dazzling display.
Fang Yan in the Water Overflow Realm defeated the hard life in the Heavenly Dao Realm, and a new giant dragon was born.
"Master-----" Gongsun Qi hissed.
He had always disapproved of that battle because he did not want Fang Yan to be injured or die.
No, in his mind, Master is the most powerful existence. Fang Yan, who had just entered the water overflowing realm, could not stop his enemy's legs. If this battle proceeds, the only thing that will happen is that Fang Yan's side will suffer a disastrous defeat.
Those who have never thought of it are not their own masters.
How could he lose that person who existed like a god in his mind? How could Coco lose to Fang Yan
He had mixed feelings, as if something was blocked in his heart, which made him breathless and depressing, causing him to be unable to say anything.
Shenlong worked hard and nodded to Gongsun Qi, and said with a smile: "Victory and defeat are common matters for military officers, why bother to act like a little girl? He is old and has lost. So young talents like me should work harder, right?" .”
Gongsun Qi straightened his spine and said loudly: "Disciple, please follow Master's teachings."
Ye Wenwen didn't expect that the battle on that side would be resolved so quickly, nor did she expect that Shenlong would say he lost after he worked so hard to pop out of the easter egg - what happened inside, even with her cultivation level? I can't see everything with my eyesight.
No, she likes the uprightness of Shenlong's hard work.
She still didn't like the person Shenlong worked so hard for, so her impression of him had changed.
She hugged her fists in recognition of Shenlong's hard work, which was a way for people in the martial arts to express respect.
Fang Yan appeared.
He appeared behind the spot where Shenlong had worked so hard to stand.
"Mr. Shenlong accepted." Fang Yan was also apologetic and said with a grateful face.
"He didn't give in. You can't give in to something like that." Shenlong corrected Fang Yan's words with a serious look on his face, and said loudly: "What was the name of which move just now?"
"The water overflows the Jinshan Mountain." Fang Yan said aloud.
"Shuiman Jinshan, is it really a good name?" Shenlong laughed hard and asked, "Did I choose it myself?"
"No, he took it himself."
"Knowing my family's academic background, it is a good thing to read more. Only by reading more can you have knowledge, and only with knowledge can you get a good name. Otherwise, all their martial arts inheritance from the East will be like a black bull with a black tiger on its back and a lazy donkey rolling around. Such a name--how can we have the face to meet the martial arts sages?" Shenlong said with great emotion. "It was not unfair for him to lose to my water-filled Jinshan Mountain that time. He originally thought that my body was inside the Jinshan Mountain, but I mistakenly used a trick on him. I still stayed outside the Jinshan Mountain, and he was exposed by the water. Wrap it up----His sword thrust was also empty. When he thrust the sword empty, I had a chance to win. However, I didn't do anything."
"So, he lost." Shenlong looked at Fang Yan sincerely and said, "He is convinced that he lost. My character and tolerance are far better than ordinary people."
Fang Yan bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Shenlong."
Shenlong worked hard and looked at Fang Yan with a face full of relief, and said: "There are people in the younger generation, and the martial arts is not good. Gongsun Qi, I have such excellent companions, so I am lucky in my life. I will become famous in the future. I should ask more Fang Yan asks for help, Zaoyue breaks through the disaster."
"No. Master." Gongsun Qi respectfully agreed.
Shenlong worked so hard that he didn't even look at the black dragon Li Nanxun and Qinglong Mo. He looked at Fang Yan with calm and gentle eyes, sighed softly and said: "It's true that fists and feet have no eyes, after all, it's not because of one's heart---- -I didn’t feel that I did anything wrong before. But tomorrow, my behavior makes him ashamed."
There was a flash of cyan, and Shenlong's hard-working body was scanned by the cyan from the east.
His body shook violently, and then he fell to the ground.
"This body's cultivation has been ruined. From now on, I will no longer be a commoner." Shenlong looked at Fang Yan and said, "The debt he owes Dong will come soon."
"Mr. Shenlong-----" Fang Yan was in a hurry and came over quickly to ask for help from the ground where Shenlong had worked so hard. "I don't have to do this."
Shenlong shook his head, and his originally rosy cheeks suddenly looked older. Without that strength and mental support, he is just an old man who is over seventy years old.
"Otherwise, it would be hard to calm down." Shenlong grinned hard. "I know what kind of dangers a high-legged person in the Heavenly Dao Realm will encounter if he is unable to calm down. He has been glorious, and he has existed. There are legends about him everywhere in the world - there are all kinds of life, and every life should be enjoyed. Once again. Now that he is old, wouldn't it be elegant to go back to hoeing the fields and growing vegetables?"
Fang Yan was stunned for a while, deeply impressed by Shenlong's hard work, and said, "Then he can be a food thief. Mr. Shenlong must take care of the courtyard."
"Haha, welcome. Welcome." Shenlong patted Fang Yan on the shoulder and laughed loudly.
"Master -----" Gongsun Qi's eyes were red and he knelt beside Shenlong's hard work, tears almost coming out of his eyes. He never thought that the master's way of doing things was so extreme.
Besides, Fang Yan's whole family has become a three-dimensional Taoist, and his only Tiandao Gaoji has also given up his martial arts skills - what should Fang Yan do if he bullies him in the future? His woman has begun to bully him.
"Gongsun Qi, help him up." Shenlong said hard.
With the help of Fang Yan and Gongsun Qi, Shenlong was lifted up from the ground after hard work.
"Come on." Shenlong swung his legs and said, "They go back to plant vegetables." "
"No. Master."
The master and disciple's backs were facing away, but Fang Yan still didn't regain his composure.
"He is not an old man worthy of admiration." Ye Wenwen stood behind Fang Yan and said aloud.
"No. In fact, he doesn't have to be like this." Fang Yan sighed.
Fang Yan turned around suddenly and hugged Ye Wenrou in his arms. He used all his strength, just like Fu Qiu, to rub her body into his own.
"They can get married." Fang Yan said excitedly in Ye Wenrou's ear, "I don't have to be a widow anymore."
"He was not prepared to be a widow in the first place." Ye Wenrou said.
"What do I mean?"
"If Qin Ming wants to kill me, he will kill him----" Ye Wenwen said in a calm voice.
"Then the veto battle----"
"He doesn't care if that doesn't veto the challenge."
"Then his lifelong reputation----"
"He could kill everyone in there."
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Fang Yan secretly felt lucky for Gongsun Qi. I wonder if Ye Wenrou had killed him first with his kick just now. I'm afraid he really didn't have much leg strength.
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. Is it really unfathomable
"puff-----"
The little transparent dog glanced dissatisfied at Fang Yan and Ye Wenwen, who were hugging each other, and sprayed saliva at Fang Yan.
"What objection do I have to him hugging his wife?" Fang Yan glared at him unhappily.
"puff----"
The little transparent dog sprayed Fang Yan again, then ran over and held Ye Wenrou's pants in its mouth, signaling her to stay away from Fang Yan and not to hug him.
"I dare to steal his woman----" Fang Yan was furious, rolled up his sleeves and begged to fight the little transparent dog.
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Mo Qingdi's shooting speed is not very fast, but every shot is like thunder, making it very difficult to miss.
At their level, the choice of weapons is not important. Just like Fang Yan with bare legs and empty fists can beat Shenlong Xingren, who holds the demon-killing sword with his legs, for the same reason.
They play with no realm or ideas. When my reaction speed is not up to par with my realm and thoughts, I have no chance of facing the massacre.
Could it be that Black Dragon Mo Qing Di subconsciously felt that it would be best to let Mo Qing Di hold the gun without asking.
He knows whether that kind of idea is very dangerous, because he is afraid, and the more afraid he is, the more likely he is to fail. If I am afraid of the inner demon, the demon has kidnapped my outer heart, and it will be difficult for me to display my true strength.
Mo Qingdi was known as Tiandong's number one spear twenty years ago. The silver spear in his leg was like the god Dongfan, almost unstoppable.
The black dragon Li Nanxun competed with him for the "Tai Chi Diagram" and wanted to intercept him halfway, but he didn't expect that he would stab him in the face with a big hole.
Thinking of the big hole in his face, the black dragon became furious.
If it's not a scar, it's a shame.
Even though Mo Qingdi had his hamstring broken by his junior brother Shenlong and became useless at first, it was still difficult to eliminate the ferocious spirit in his heart.
The black dragon's body ran towards Mo Qingdi. Every time he took a step, an afterimage would appear in the air. When his body jumped one step away from Mo Qingdi, the air was already filled with black dragon Yongxuan, as if there were countless black robes fighting against Mo Qingdi.
His body rushed forward, and the long sword in his leg made a subtle buzzing sound like an insect's cry.
The old drunkard Mo underestimated his enemy with serious eyes, and then stabbed an illusory shadow on his far left with a shot. <