"My teacher said it well!"

Xu Xiaoshou held him in place with just one word.

The golden apricot in the matchmaker's hand also turned around, which meant that she fell into the gaze of 17 million viewers.

"cough."

Mei Si people quietly hid the jade talisman in the apricot world, raised their chin slightly, pinched out the paper fan and shook it slowly, and wrote:

"Missive, mischievous."

I haven't said anything yet, are you so absurd?

Xu Xiaoshou laughed and pointed at Mr. Siren and said, "The old man also said, "The sword ghost, three ghosts, clone ghosts, spirit ghosts, and mind ghosts..."

The paper fan in the hands of Mei Si people slowly stopped shaking.

"This sword of ghost is indeed powerful. I have seen it from the side, just the one my teacher didn't explain it..."

Mei Siren's face turned pale, she opened her mouth, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"What he wants to say is nothing more than that the sword energy left in the Eight Lord An An's body should be cut out by your Illusion Sword, so it can't be erased, right?"

After hearing this, Mei Siren was furious and wanted to refute it:

I didn't say anything!

This is what you said, I have stopped just now!

Xu Xiaoshou, you are simply disrespectful. Even this kind of shit pot is about to bend over your teacher's head. It is useless to teach you the sword technique of Prajna...

He hasn't spoken yet.

The long lamp of the body of the ghost is in the direction of the finger and looking down.

Mei Si people felt something, and raised their eyes to each other from afar, and there was a hint of sigh and melancholy on their faces.

"well……"

After all, Hua Changdeng is also his student, and Xu Xiaoshou is also his student.

It’s just that they have different backgrounds, different positions, and different avenues, so that the two sides have reached such an opposite direction now.

If you change the time and space, change the scene.

Maybe they, together with the eight masters, Wen Ting, and Rao Yaoyao, and other juniors in the ancient sword cultivation world, gathered together to discuss the Tao and ask about the sword...

Mei Si people sighed again and cut off their random thoughts.

His second world is too beautiful and I am afraid that it will never be realized so far and even in the future.

Hua Changdeng calmly withdrew her gaze.

Whether it is Xiaoshi Tan Ji or Siren, he can no longer make his mind fluctuate.

What he cared about at this time was that this young man seemed to have understood the way of using a sword in his mind?

What a stunning talent this is?

But if you think about it carefully, it is not right...

Thirty years ago, I could only be considered a first-time view of the sword ghost.

No matter how powerful the sword energy left in the Eight Lord An An’s body is, the Taoist rhyme is insufficient. This young man will never be able to deduce the follow-up practice method, right?

Xu Xiaoshou saw through his confusion at first sight and said with a smile:

"The technique of Suyin Yin has reversed the opposite, and I have forbidden my disappearance technique, and the world is independent. The technique has not yet disappeared."

"Although this is unpleasant, it also taught me that this body is immortal and the eternal way of art."

After a pause, he lowered his head and looked at his hands:

"My love sword technique is to practice two lifetimes of appearance, reincarnation is dependent on me, and I believe you have also felt this sword."

"If I did not die in the past, then I will not destroy the present; if I am not destroyed in the present, then the way of famous sword will last forever!"

This sound is like spring thunder, terrifying.

Whether it is the disdain of words or evil spirits, or the words of two lives, the cycle of reincarnation depends on the confidence of the time.

Including this student's interpretation, application, and various miscellaneous thoughts came one after another.

Hua Changdeng suddenly realized that maybe he underestimated this young man. His height is not the younger generation, so should he be on par with him?

"Xiao Shi Tan Ji..."

"Sorry, that's just my former name." Xu Xiaoshou interrupted without hesitation, "My real name is Xu Xiaoshou."

Now, he no longer needs to borrow others' vests or write his own identity in order to protect himself.

The Holy Emperor should kill.

The ancestor god should be destroyed.

God blocks the gods and Buddha blocks the Buddhas, that's all.

Xu Xiaoshou... Hua Changdeng muttered this name lightly, his voice and color were distorted, but he looked at the stone sword in Xu Xiaoshou's hand under a blurred line of sight.

He is named the first sword immortal and carries the way of name such sword power.

If it were the mortal sword, it would have been broken into pieces when the sword was released.

Xu Xiaoshou, the stone sword, was so wounded like he said before, without breaking the seal and the sword sheath was not released?

"What is this sword?" Hua Changdeng asked reluctantly.

Ying--

It seemed that he had the chance to show up in public. The stone sword twisted violently, and his spiritual strength almost broke the seal.

Seeing this, Xu Xiaoshou smiled, but did not stop Shi Jian from being excited.

Instead, he raised the sword in his hand, and in front of Hua Changdeng, under the sight of the five domain spectators, he called out:

"Hide the suffering."

Good name... Hua Changdeng seems to have words.

The power of Keming swept and entangled, erasing his ghost body bit by bit. He no longer had the extra energy and could make another sound.

Xu Xiaoshou waved his hand and stopped tortureing the miserable Lao Deng, and said with a flash of arms:

"Next time to meet, bring your ghost hunting, and come and learn about the bitterness in my hands!"

"As for today, that's all."

With a glance, you no longer give Hua long-distance lights a chance to make you noisy.

Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the body of the Zangku sword and detonated the trickle of fleeing name from the air.

"boom!"

There was a loud explosion in the void.

The name above is like water. When it is slow, the spring breeze and drizzle are slow, and when it is wild, the waves suddenly collapse inside, and then crushes the entire ghost of Hua Changdeng.

The Ghost Buddha Realm is built on the ancient war god platform.

This Taoist law has the highest level of rules, which can be said to be no less than the remains of gods, and even reaches the residence of the ancestor gods in the heavenly realm.

After half a year of solidification, the space in the ghost and Buddha realm is also stable.

This place was established to welcome the battle between the Holy Emperor and the Ancestral God that will be there next.

Of course, the collapsed space and the black holes that Xu Xiaoshu blasted through were not big.

This is not the power of reputation, it is insufficient.

It is just a more familiar use of blasting, as well as a mere long lamp and a remnant soul, which is not worthy of moving any louder momentum.

"call……"

Xu Xiaoshou was relieved.

This explosion was considered to have relieved the resentment after hearing about Yu Laozhi's death, and it was also considered to have a breath of anger for Xiao Yu in advance.

Of course, things won't end in this way.

No matter what the outside world is surprised to discuss at this time, Xu Xiaoshou has never left after finishing the ghost of Hua Longlantern.

He has his own goals.

He worked hard to find Hua Changdeng's will for several days, and after a chance to communicate, he found that Hua Changdeng's intention was so powerful that he could cross the world of ghosts and Buddhas.

How can you miss such a good opportunity?

The death of the remnant soul is just a vent of anger.

When the surrounding space solidifies slightly and the power of the ghost is completely erased, it seems that it has completely disappeared from this world...

"call out!"

Where outsiders cannot see the naked eye, spiritual thoughts cannot be perceived.
To be continued...