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Volume 4 Ziyun Sword Pavilion Chapter 479 More Bold

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    "Boy, you disturbed this girl's sleep. How do you think you should compensate me?"

    Shen Wuyou was furious and glared upward, but when he saw Lan's appearance, his breathing stagnated and the aura he had been brewing completely disappeared: "You, who are you?"

    "Me? Of course I am from here." Lan Yanran smiled, and the whole world was eclipsed.  As a fourth-level spiritual body, Lan's ethereal aura created a charm that no ordinary spirit swordsman could resist.  Shen Wuyou's face showed an expression of obsession, and he opened his mouth without even realizing it.

    "Boy, you disturbed my rest and made me very angry. The consequences will be serious."

    "Huh?" Shen Wuyou realized that he had never seen stunning beauties before. As an outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Wanxiang Sword Sect, he had seen too many stunning women, so he quickly sobered up.  He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Girl is from here, so she is also responsible for conquering the Wuxiang Sword Sect. Does the girl know the consequences of offending my Wanxiang Sword Sect?"

    "The consequences?" Lan raised her lips slightly: "I really want to know."

    Shen Wuyou paused, choked by Lan, and his face turned gloomy: "Girl, I admire your courage, but being too fearless may not be a good thing. Be careful of bringing disaster to your sect!  "

    "Isn't the trouble already here? How could it be this girl who brought it on?" Lan looked surprised.

    "How presumptuous!" Shen Wuyou almost burst into anger and shouted angrily: "Do you really think I can't cure you? As long as I report this incident to the Master, the Master will wipe you out in an instant under the anger of the Master!"

    "Ah! Really?" Lan made a timid expression of support.

    Shen Wuyou's eyes lit up, thinking that he had really calmed the woman, and a proud smile appeared on his face: "Of course it is true, but if you can do something that satisfies me, I may ask Master to  You should be open-minded."

    "Can we really open up a little bit? Then what do you want?" Lan looked at Shen Wuyou pitifully.

    Shen Wuyou was even more proud, pretending to be reserved and coughing: "Actually, Master placed the chess piece Li Xuanqi just to control the resources of Qingyang Star Pavilion. His status as a registered disciple is nothing at all. As long as he can serve the Wanxiang Sword Sect,  Providing enough tribute, it doesn't matter who replaces Li Xuanqi's Wuxiang Sword Sect. As long as your sword sect is willing to surrender to me, I can open up the rest of the joints for you, ensuring that the master will not embarrass you, but in order to prove your sincerity  ¡­¡±

    Shen Wuyou raised his hand and pointed at Lan: "From now on, you must follow me and be my concubine. I will also ask Master to accept you as a registered disciple."

    "Then do I want to thank you?" Lan blinked.

    "Of course. From now on, you are mine and can stay at the gate of Wanxiang Sword Sect to practice. Such an opportunity is rare. How many Sword Yuan Realm spirit sword masters want to enter the palace but can't get it." Shen Wuyou  He said quite confidently that what he said was the truth. The palace is the real paradise of cave heaven, and it is not comparable to the half-hearted ancestral lineage in the star pavilion. It can be said that the ancestral lineage of each star pavilion is derived from the ancestral lineage of the palace to which it belongs.  A branch line drawn out is not a real ancestral line. The original spiritual energy of the real ancestral line is extremely rich, and cultivation can easily achieve twice the result with half the effort.  When one reaches the Jian Yuan realm, every step forward is extremely difficult. However, if one reaches the fantasy realm of the palace, the difficulty of promotion will naturally decrease.  He now regards Lan as a spiritual sword master in the middle or late stage of Sword Origin. Naturally, no one is willing to let go of the opportunity to reach the sky.  Only this time he was clearly going to suffer a tragedy.

    Lan nodded slightly, with a devilish smile on his face: "Okay, to thank you, I will try to be as gentle as possible."

    Shen Wuyou was startled, something didn't sound right. Then he saw Lan stretch out a finger and gently press it down.

    Boom!

    A terrifying invisible weight instantly fell on Shen Wuyou, slamming his entire body into the ground like a nail, with only his head still exposed.

    The whole scene was horrifying!  A dignified Sword Origin Realm ancestor was "knocked" into the ground like a nail without any resistance!  What kind of strength is this?

    Di Wenxuan and Gong Ningbi were also shocked. When did their Sword Sect have such a powerful person?  None of them had met Lan, and they regarded Lan as a strong support brought in by the relationship between Mo Wen and Qian Yuxin. Only at their level could they come into contact with such a powerful person.

    "ah!"

    Shen Wuyou's face turned purple, partly due to the irresistible pressure, and partly due to dryness!  What is his identity?  To be thrown into the ground in such a humiliating manner, trampling on his aura as a direct disciple of the ancestor of Wanxiang!

    "How dare youHow to treat me!  I won't let you go!  I want to destroy your cultivation and sell you into a prostitute, where you will receive a hundred customers every day!  Let the lowest person in the world ride on you!  "

    "You are so unrepentant!"

    Lan Qiao¡¯s face turned cold, and she lightly shook her bare hands.

    Click!

    The sound of intensive bone cracking could be clearly heard from all over Shen Wuyou's body. His head had swollen to the size of a ripe watermelon due to congestion, making people wonder if it would crack next moment.

    "You forced me to do it!"

    Shen Wuyou had lost his mind and yelled crazily: "Master! Save me!"

    A strong sword intention burst out from Shen Wuyou's body, completely surpassing the level of ordinary sword intention and becoming a completely substantial sword intention!

    "Sword Soul?"

    Lan's face changed slightly, and his bare hand was instantly deflected by the materialized sword intention.

    Boom!

    A thunder was born out of thin air in the space around Shen Wuyou. The terrifying collision shattered the space, and the area within a radius of ten feet was completely reduced to nothingness!

    Everyone in the Xuanyu Sword Sect immediately retreated with greatly changed expressions, and with the protection of Di Wenxuan and Gong Ningbi, they retreated several miles away.

    "not good!"

    Lan¡¯s face changed, and she felt that the will of a powerful existence had locked onto this place!

    "Hahahaha! You are all going to die! Master has already reached this point!"

    Shen Wuyou was lying at the bottom of the huge pit laughing crazily. His body had been shattered by the collision of powerful forces. He was only holding his breath because of the power of the sword soul stored in the sea of ??consciousness. But he was fearless because he  His master can save him!

    The fluorescence on Shen Wuyou flashed, condensing into an illusory light and shadow.  In the light and shadow is an old man with a wide robe and a high crown. Although his body is illusory, his eyes penetrate people's hearts as if they are real.

    "Who is my fellow disciple and is trying to embarrass my disciple?"

    The majestic spiritual fluctuations surged in the space.  The old man's eyes were like lightning, staring at Lan high in the sky, and then he whispered: "Where are you, fellow Taoist who became enlightened? Why are you so strange? You are still an incarnation outside the body, where is your true body?"

    The voice automatically carried the majesty of someone who had been in a high position for a long time and was in charge of life and death. The spirit sword masters who heard it felt a sense of fear deep in their hearts that they dared not resist.

    Lan Leng snorted: "You are just a fragment of a soul, so what qualifications do you have to question me?"

    "Bold!" The old man was furious: "Seeing that your soul power has only just become enlightened, how dare you talk to me like this?"

    "It's an understatement to say that, I have someone even bolder!"

    Another crisp voice came from the void, and then a blue figure walked out, exactly like Lan!

    With the newly-appeared Lan Zhi¡¯s pointer, hundreds of times the gravity instantly enveloped the space where Shen Wuyou and the old man were below, crushing the entire space in an instant.  Shen Wuyou and the old man's sword soul were wiped out together.

    "Presumptuous!"

    An extremely angry roar came from somewhere, but because it was so far away, it was already extremely weak and ethereal when it reached here.
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