Actually, the problem is really big.

It’s just that an hour has passed, and there is still an hour. If you bear it, you will pass. Maybe the day will pass when you close your eyes and open it?

What's more, he wanted to see if Mr. Ji Yan would beat that rival to death. This kind of old love story that was so bad is quite interesting.

The power of warriors in the third level is so terrifying.

Therefore, when fighting and retreating, the distance was immediately widened and broken down into three battlefields. Especially for Dashun, he made up his mind to leave all the members of the Salt Gang. It would be much more convenient to clean up the local Salt Gang, and the Salt Gang... The situation is known to be critical, and only if one of the two of them quickly resolved the opponent, can he reverse the disadvantage and negotiate with Dashun again.

The Empress is like a legitimate immortal, wearing a moon-flowing fairy robe, and her martial arts continue to gather. The leader of the Salt Gang fell into a disadvantage. The more he fought, the more frightened he became. The look he looked at the Empress seemed a little incredible.

"Empress Dashun is really unparalleled in talent. Unfortunately, she is lucky and it is hard to make a breakthrough again!"

"You have indeed entered the second realm." Hearing Ping'an's feelings, Xia Ren also came to his senses, and his Bagua expression changed into a serious expression, "Above the three realms is the second realm, what is the second realm?"

"..." Ping'an was silent for a moment, and directly opened the folding fan in his hand, and said calmly, "No age!"

"What about the second realm?" Xia Ren took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said, "Immortality, Is it immortal? Is it immortal? One realm can live forever!"

"Ping An doesn't know if the first realm is immortal." Ping An lowered his head and looked at Xia Ren who was trembling, "But it is definitely not immortality!"

“Why?”

"Some people have entered a state of existence throughout history, but unfortunately, they have never seen him alive now!"

"Maybe they are still alive, but they just haven't appeared?"

"Amitabha and Taoist Ancestor are already dead. Taoist Ancestor was surrounded and killed. Amitabha is evaded and passed away in Foshan. The body of the barbarian god splits blood and the demon king turns into ashes in the scorching sun, and they are all in the same realm."

“…”

As soon as these words came to an end, Xia Ren was stunned.

"I'm shocked!" Ping An closed his fan and looked at the bright white moon in the sky with expressionless face. "Those who have survived from ancient times may only survive in the sky, stars, sea, and stones. However, one day, the sun and moon will be extinguished, the stars will fall, the sea will wither, and the stones will split!"

"Is immortality really impossible to find?"

"Is this immortality counting in peace?"

"..." Xia Ren was silent again.

"Is immortality possible? I don't know whether there is immortality. Maybe it's not certain." Ping An smiled, "Why is Lord Xia obsessed with immortality here? Someone loves you, someone protects you, and someone is waiting for you. Isn't this good?"

"..." Xia Ren was silent for a moment, looked at the figure under the moonlight, raised his lips slightly, nodded, and said with a smile, "Okay!"

pity.

He has no choice!

"When will you go out to sea?"

"This matter is over, about two days later!"

"See you two days later! Maybe you will know when that time comes." Xia Ren coughed out two purple blood again violently, stood up with difficulty, looked at Old Master Ji Yan, looked at Brother Yang who was beaten up, and then looked at Wang Xiang... He held his hands with a calm face, looking at the battlefield like a purgatory below. At this time, the disciples of the Salt Gang were surrounded by the masters, inner guards, and army. With the old general's arrows, it was still time to be wiped out. Finally... After he glanced at the empress, he turned his head to Ping'an and said with a smile, "Can you send me back to the palace?"

He could not stay here anymore. Although he was taken to a mountain by Ping An, if he did not leave now, he would suddenly leave after a long time, and if others discovered anything, it would be bad.

pity.

He originally wanted to see Mr. Ji Yan beating his rival.

"... But." Ping An was stunned, then nodded with a smile, "Do you need Ping An to take the antidote for you to go to Wang Xiang?"

"No need, let's go now! If I die halfway, I will throw me in a secret place."

"Ping An understands!"

"Don't you want to ask why?"

"When Ping An should know, he might know."

"You are still you! Eternal life! Tenderness as jade, unparalleled in the world!"

"Mr. Xia praised it." Ping An helped Xia Ren and then looked at the battlefield again, and then flew up in the air. "If you have a choice, Ping An still hopes to live as straightforward as Lord Xia!"

He.

Whether it is immortality or peace.

No choice!

"Are you leaving?" Ji Yan felt relieved when he saw Xia Ren leaving. This guy knew how much trouble he was.

However.

He punched him directly in the face with a punch, with a burst of sounds breaking through the air, and the trees and rocks around him were destroyed by the martial arts of the two of them.

"I dare to be distracted when facing me! Ji Yan, do you look down on me so much? You must know that I am determined to kill you!"

"Do you understand what I mean? Do you really need to continue to fight?" Ji Yan turned around directly, used his palm instead of fist, and quickly avoided Gu Chengfeng's fist, "It's a matter of this, I promise to go back with you to find Linglin, can you?"

"You still don't understand me! Ji Yan! It's getting late. If we can't solve this quickly, the next day, the barbarians invade and the disciples of the Salt Gang know that Dashun will definitely be in chaos! Aren't you always saying that you are protecting Dashun? What are you doing here while you are doing?"

"Don't force me?"

"You are forcing me!"

"I……"

"Tell me! You are better than me!"

"Gu Chengfeng!"

Old Master Ji Yan dodged, avoided Gu Chengfeng's martial arts, and his eyes became serious. Looking at Gu Chengfeng's desperate posture, he felt a little moved.

This guy...he wanted to break up with him and her!

He took a deep breath and roared, "I am the King of the North - Ji Yan, a royal nobleman, suppressing the barbarians, protecting the north of Mobei for fifty years, how could you be compared to a mere gangster!"

"That's it! That's it! Ji Yan!" Gu Chengfeng laughed arrogantly, "Actually, I have wanted to fight you seriously! Look at it, you are the noble King of Zhenbei, or my lifeless gangster, strong! Come on!"

"I'm strong! I've always been stronger than you!"

Ji Yan erected his chest and his body was as tall as a tree. Facing the martial arts, without a trace of retreat, his gray hair rose without wind, and the gray robe made a sound of thunder. It seemed that a faint green light was coming out on his body. Gu Chengfeng's eyes widened. I don't know if he had read it wrong. Ji Yan in front of him seemed to be much younger!

No!

Really younger!

The originally gray hair gradually turned gray. Although it is now in the dark, Gu Chengfeng can guarantee it!

He really saw it!

At this time, Ji Yan... Gu Chengfeng seemed to see Brother Yan, who was once again the heroic and handsome but also a gentleman in him!

He laughed wildly, and the whole forest seemed to only echo his laughter, the trees and grass swayed, birds singing and beasts throats, and the tranquility of the night was as if he was awakened by his laughter!

"You actually...you succeeded? Ji Yan! You are indeed you!"

"Not successful yet! It's still time to stop now!"

"No! You will succeed! Stop? Why should I stop? What I see now is a miracle of martial arts! Come on! Beat me down hard! Use your fist to tell me that you are better than me!"

...

far away.

"This breath?!"

Ping An, who was carrying Xia Ren, suddenly showed a trace of shock on his face. He turned his head and looked behind him. His eyes seemed to have passed through the woods, through the night, through countless practitioners standing in the same direction as him, staring at the figure.

"I was wrong at the time. He might not be able to kill me, but he could keep me. Although it is not bad, it's almost done! He is really worthy of being the King of Zhenbei!"

The words are over.

The shock disappeared, his face changed, and he felt the figure suddenly disappearing behind him.

"This... the art of substitute entering the catastrophe? No! No! It is definitely not the art of substitute entering the catastrophe!"
Chapter completed!