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Demi-Gods and Dragons Chapter 113 Seven Nights

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    The young man in fine clothes looked cold and arrogant, staring at the barbarians who were surrounding him one by one.

    Every barbarian who was stared at by his eyes seemed to have fallen into a cold ice cave. They wanted to continue yelling, but they did not dare to utter a word.

    Not only those barbarians, but also the ordinary people who came to join in the fun can feel the arrogant temperament of the young people in colorful clothes.

    These barbarians were trembling in their hearts, as if they had offended someone they shouldn't.

    The young man in Chinese clothes had no expression on his face and said in an extremely indifferent tone: "Do you still want to ask us for compensation?"

    His voice was as cold as a piece of ice or a piece of iron, extremely stiff, and the indifference and indifference in it made people tremble.

    "I don't dare"

    These barbarians were so frightened by the invisible power he exuded that they trembled.

    The young man in colorful clothes took back his aura. Although he was still cold, he no longer had the aura of death.

    Several barbarians supported each other and were preparing to flee.

    At this time, the corners of the young man's mouth curled up with a cold smile, and he held down the sword at his waist. It was like a flash of light, passing by in a flash. The group of barbarians didn't even have time to scream, and threw their heads high.  It fell high and smashed into the crowd, causing countless screams.

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    This is a hundred times more sensational than the young man who just subdued his horse and killed someone.

    Even if anyone dared to join in the fun, they would all run away in no time.

    The people of the imperial capital lived a comfortable life, and they had never seen such a bloody situation.

    The restaurant and teahouse next to it were also silent for a while, and the whole street seemed to suddenly become quiet.

    There was only one person and one horse left on the long silent street.

    No, suddenly this extremely majestic horse snorted, spraying white air from its nostrils, rushed to the ground, and then disappeared into its huge eyes.  It reflects a figure that is not strong.

    He is not tall, but a little taller than a horse. He is not strong and stands on the street.  But it is like a towering mountain, unshakable.

    The breeze blew, and his clothes also fluttered, giving this majestic mountain a sense of indescribable airiness.

    "My name is Qiye. The seven of Chinese Valentine's Day is the night of the dark night."

    "It seems like this is not the place to talk."

    Qiye nodded, and the two people who were still on the long street reached a high platform in a flash.

    Surrounded by a ring-shaped palace wall, you can see a large group of fantastic and magnificent buildings in the distance, which is the imperial city.

    This is the Temple of Heaven in Taishangjing. This high platform for worshiping heaven has a circumference of 365 feet and a height of 3 feet.

    The dragon's head is facing the dragon aura that is entrenched in the sky above the imperial city.

    Based on the cultivation base of the two people.  Naturally, you can see the dragon aura that is almost coming to life. The dragon's whiskers are clear on it, the dragon's eyes are glaring, and the scales are shining, majestic, deep and unfathomable.

    Li Zhichang has his hands behind his back, his expression is leisurely and full of careless charm.

    The more leisurely he was, the more prepared Qiye was.

    The man and the horse unite to form a whole.

    That dark horse looks like it now.  It is more like a black dragon, with snow-white hooves sprouting clouds.

    One person and one horse slowly stopped in the void, violating the inherent gravity of the earth.

    Qiye seemed to have grown up on a horse.

    I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s the black horse¡¯s breathing that rises and falls with his breathing.  Or was he driven by the dark horse's breath.

    Even their breathing almost matched the pulse of the earth.

    This is a feeling that is difficult to describe. It seems that at this moment, the earth is no longer a dead thing, but also a living and agile creature.

    With breathing, there are five senses.

    It is as big as the yellow sky.  As heavy as earth.

    The power of heaven and earth is so vast. If their power is fully unleashed, even the Golden Immortal may not be able to match it.

    Of course, it is said that figures such as Yuanshi Tianzun can reshape the earth, water, fire and wind, and recreate the world. They are the beginning of the universe and the source of all things. I don¡¯t know what kind of grace they have.

    Even though Qiye used such heavy power, he still could not destroy the leisurely atmosphere created by Li Zhichang.

    The terrifying momentum of Qiye was overwhelming and suppressed, but when it reached three feet in front of Li Zhichang, it collapsed on its own.

    It was as if Li Zhichang had an invisible force field on his three feet, which could eliminate Qiye's momentum.

    If there is nothing left to say in seven nights, the temptation will end here.

    He is a straightforward and decisive person, which heDeeply influenced by the old demon from Montenegro.

    The long sword sound resounded in the sky.

    The sound of chi chi piercing the sky seemed to disperse the clouds before he was willing to give up.

    The long sword exuded a black-red sword light that grew and fell, like the flames of hell.

    But the unpredictable changes are no longer a martial arts in the world, but more of a crude and simple change of speed.

    This is no longer a skill, but a pure killing.

    Because it is pure, it has no solution.

    What is even more valuable is that the speed of Qiye's sword light is not just fast or slow, but can use the most appropriate angle and speed at the most appropriate time, full of simple beauty.

    Li Zhichang's Impermanence Sword turned into a long white rainbow, which kept changing as Li Zhichang's palms flew.

    Every change can no longer be described appropriately.

    Li Zhichang's sword skills are already astonishing and cannot be improved upon. His clever sword moves are like running water that naturally diverts and pours when it encounters an obstacle, but it is like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace behind.

    "I can't find the basis for the change of sword moves, nor can I find the gap in the changes of sword moves.

    "It's like water in a big river. You can only see its endless flow, but you can't capture its source, nor can you see its final destination.

    What you see is always a part of it, and part of it is already magnificent beyond human imagination.

    However, Li Zhichang was able to maintain a leisurely atmosphere while using such perfect sword skills, and there was no pyrotechnics in his attacks.

    It seems that the two are not fighting to the death, but Li Zhichang is giving Qiye tricks.

    In fact, is the gap between the two really that big?

    Only Li Zhichang himself knows how amazing this young man is.

    Suddenly, hundreds of moves have passed.

    Of course, this is also due to the fact that the two of them shot quickly, like lightning.

    So hundreds of moves may seem like too many, but they are only a matter of a few breaths.

    But the Temple of Heaven was not damaged at all. Firstly, it was protected by its own divine power, and secondly, there was no killing move used between the two.

    But it seems that the two of them have no chance to use their killing move.

    In the imperial city, a burst of fire suddenly rushed into the dragon aura that was entrenched in the sky. Suddenly, the dragon aura split into a fire dragon, roared towards the sky, and then moved towards the Temple of Heaven with its head and tail wagging.

    Li Zhichang didn't hurry up. When the fire dragon arrived with terrifying momentum, the Wuchang Sword slashed out a sword light that was dozens of feet long, and suddenly drove back Qiye, who was a man and horse. Then he moved and floated away.  , deeply hiding merit and fame.  (To be continued.)
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