quiet!

The Changsheng Book Pavilion is quiet.

Especially after hearing it.

Ah Qing, one man and one sword, cut down three thousand Yue Arc and one hundred thousand elite soldiers, making everyone excited.

I can make you invincible in the world, or I can take back all your abilities.

This is Ah Qing.

The first sword god in the seven kingdoms of the Warring States Period.

It can be said to be the Warring States Sword Armor, or the Spring and Autumn Sword Armor.

A real man should do this.

Even though Ah Qing is a woman.

But it did not affect the admiration of all men in the world.

One person fights against the country.

That's all.

"No wonder King Goujian of Yue is at his peak. The Three Thousand Yue Jia is invincible, but suddenly becomes silent and decline. It turns out that he was killed by A Qing to the altar!"

"Actually, as the overlord of a country, King Goujian of Yue's actions are not wrong. Any king would probably want to take A Qing and Xi Shi!"

"Gou Jian's mistake is that he underestimated Ah Qing's strength and looked up to his own strength."

"After today, I wonder how many people will go to Ah Qing to learn from her skills?"

"I am afraid that the emperors of all countries are rushing to send people!"

"I won't say much, I'll go later. If I can see the top of the Rouge List and Sword Armor of the Seven Kingdoms of the Warring States Period, it's worth it to die!"

Countless heroes from the world were talking excitedly.

Wei Zhuang's eyes flashed with splendor, his fists clenched:

"My choice is right. Su Qin and Zhang Yi rely on wisdom and alliances, Sun Bin and Pang Juan rely on military tactics and are invincible. I rely on the sword in my hand to dominate the world and not fall into the reputation of Guigu!"

From A Qing, he saw his future path.

One person and one sword.

It can also stir up the world, and rely on one's own strength is more useful than relying on others.

Only the weak need to unite and connect, and rely on others to leverage their strength.

The strong only need to be himself.

Wei Zhuang's heart of Tao was sublimated again.

His cultivation has not been improved, but his understanding of his swordsmanship has reached a higher level.

This moment.

He was more confident to fight Gai Nie.

However, when Wei Zhuang and others were all excited because of A Qing, Xiongba, the leader of the World Association, fell into long-term contemplation, and his face kept changing.

"The golden scales are not something in the pond. Once you meet Ah Qing, you will turn into a dragon."

"A Qing is successful and defeat is successful."

Xiongba's eyes flashed, and the first half of his life criticism that the Clay Buddha once gave him was: The golden scales are not something in the pond, but they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds.

But in the second half of his life, he was not clear about it because he had not found the clay Buddha.

But Li Changsheng's words just now made him feel a sense of horror.

"Is this a hint from Mr. Changsheng?"

Xiongba secretly guessed in his heart: "If it was really a hint from Mr. Changsheng, then wouldn't my criticism for the rest of my life be: "

"Success is like a storm, failure is like a storm?"

"Did the Young Master Changsheng suggest that I am the next Goujian?"

Xiongba's eyes were as gloomy as water, and his fists were clenched.

He really wanted to ask Li Changsheng.

But with the lessons from the past, he knew that he could not ask.

"Bu Jingyun has always had a strange intention towards me, and he is definitely a rebellious boy."

After pondering slightly, Xiongba made a decision in his heart:

"Since that's the case, then get rid of it!"

"Although Feng'er is quite loyal to me, the Nie Renwang was forced to the Lingyun Cave to fight to the decisive battle, and then was taken away by Huo Qilin!"

"Although Feng'er's mother is not a good guy, I was fucked for a month and finally committed suicide in shame and anger!"

"Feng'er will definitely be an enemy of me in the end."

Thinking of this, Xiongba became more determined to get rid of Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng.

He also became more and more convinced.

Li Changsheng's words just now were a hint to him.

Success is also the storm.

Failure is a storm.

The wind and clouds must die.

It would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.

I would rather let the world down than let the world down.

...

"Ah Yeh!"

Bu Jingyun's vest cooled down and suddenly sneezes and murmured:

"Is it because Kong Ci missed me?"

"It must be Kong Ci misses me!"

Thinking of Kong Ci, Bu Jingyun's heart suddenly became hot. He wished he could put on his wings, fly to Kong Ci, and hug the other party hard into his arms.

"I will go back immediately when Li Changsheng finishes talking about the content of this issue!"

Bu Jingyun looked at Li Changsheng, wishing that Li Changsheng would finish his talk now.

Especially when I saw Li Changsheng having a leisurely tea, he looked calm and wanted to rush up and punch Li Changsheng's handsome face.

...

On the platform.

Li Changsheng seemed to sense a malicious look. He glanced up and saw a red cloak, a noodle head, and a cold face.

"What do you think of me with this kind of eyes? I'm not Kong Ci!"

Li Changsheng complained in his heart and ignored the other party.

However, classic scenes emerged in my mind:

Kong Ci, I love you!

Kong Ci, I can’t live without you!

Kong Ci, I want you to belong entirely to me.

You don't come here!

hiss!

Li Changsheng was shocked and dared not think about it.

That picture.

Hot eyes.

It is even more destructive than Qiong Yao's drama.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Li Changsheng's eyes swept across everyone and said aloud;

"The Sword God List of the Seven Kingdoms of the Warring States Period has been finished. Let's talk about the twelve panics of the twelve panics in the previous issue - the three smiles of the four thousand years of immortality."

"Now I will talk about the other eleven shocks."

Hearing this, everyone was excited, and the twelfth smiled in panic and three times, swallowing the blood of the dragon turtle, and lived for four thousand years, which made them remember it deeply.

I wonder how these other eleven panics exist?

"Will there be a strong man who has lived for thousands of years?"
To be continued...