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Zhang Xiao said lightly.
Shocked everyone's jaws.
I go……
Is it such a high rating?
Who is the peak at the end of kendo?
When I saw Brother Zhuang, the Tao became empty!
Is this rating too high?
It's on par with Ying Zheng's eternal emperor! !
Everyone gasped and hissed, only feeling that the whole space was a bit colder.
"It's so strong! I don't know if it is stronger or weaker than my Da Ming's Sword God and Sword Immortal?"
"Hehe, if I, Taibai Sword Immortal, were not seriously injured, killing Wei Zhuang's generation would be like killing chickens!"
"Fuck your mother! No sir, Li Taibai of your Tang Dynasty would have died a long time ago, and you still want to touch our sword god of Daqin?"
"That's right! Damn looking for a fight! How dare you say that my Daqin sword god is not good in my Daqin realm??"
"Brothers, go up and beat him!"
soon.
The lobby below Wanxian Pavilion became chaotic.
The people of the major dynasties started talking after talking.
of course.
Although they lost their minds.
But he didn't forget where it was, and he didn't dare to use his true energy at will, let alone the powerful swordsmanship and so on.
It's all melee!
Zhang Xiao didn't stop it.
Storytelling tired.
Everyone is very happy to hear.
But after sitting for too long, the mind is very comfortable, but the body can't hold back.
after all.
Then the passionate bridge section came out.
Every warrior has an urge to fight!
Boom!
boom!
boom!
Click!
puff!
The people in the private seats upstairs are obviously also very interested in these hand-to-hand combats.
Bought the fare for listening to books.
By the way, you can also watch a martial arts competition.
It's a bargain!
Too much value!
Everyone applauded and laughed.
Farce comes and goes quickly.
Soon.
The warriors of the major dynasties tidied up their skirts.
hug each other.
"Feel sorry."
"Excuse me, excuse me."
"Accept and accept!"
Zhang Xiao sat on a high place as if watching a play, while drinking tea, crossing his legs, swinging the chair leisurely.
"Sir, can you talk about the rouge list next?"
One said out loud.
Immediately.
Attracted the eyes of countless people salivating!
The attention of wolf friends.
It made Zhang Xiao tremble in his heart.
Good guy.
Luckily it wasn't for me.
Scary people can!
"Well, look at the sky, it's not too early, but it should be enough to finish the Daqin Rouge List!"
"After this time, the list about Daqin is all over here!"
"Next, let's talk about Datang."
Zhang Xiao smiled.
Tell everyone present in advance.
Now the warriors of the Tang Dynasty were so happy from ear to ear!
Some of the hidden breaths emanated a trace of restless internal force.
Obviously.
They also couldn't wait to know who among the strong men in the Tang Dynasty could be on the list!
"The seventh place on the rouge list mentioned last time is Zilanxuan Zinu."
"And the seventh place is..."
"The Moth Emperor of the Yin Yang Family!"
"It is rumored that Emperor Moth and Nvying are twin sisters, both the wives of Emperor Shun in ancient times. Later, after Emperor Shun died, the two wives hugged the bamboo and wept to death."
"Of course, this is just an ancient legend, whether it is true or not is unknown."
"But in Yinyang's family, the Moth Emperor is also called Mrs. Xiang. Although she is called Mrs. Xiang, she is not husband and wife with Mr. Xiang."
"It's in name only!"
"She is wearing a purple-blue tulle dress, with clouds hanging on both sides, dignified and elegant, with an ancient atmosphere."
"Controlling the Ministry of Water, and living together with Lord Xiang who controls the Ministry of Earth, the internal law cultivated by Bailu bullying frost can perfectly restrain the Empress Earth cultivated by the old Minister of Earth, Lord Xiang!"
"Controlling the water mica beads can instantly turn a piece of land into a vast ocean."
"The strength has already reached the peak of the Finger Profound Realm! Half step to the Celestial Phenomenon Realm!"
"Its beauty is a touch of classical beauty, dignified and intellectual, and it exudes a refreshing fragrance."
"This is the portrait of the Moth Emperor of the Yin Yang family!"
Done.
Zhang Xiao made a move with his palm.
Da Si Ming showed a portrait.
Whoa!
Portraits several feet long.
It hangs down from the dome of Wanxian Pavilion.
Like flowing clouds hanging colorfully, it made everyone's pupils dilate and they were amazed by it!
"Wow! So beautiful! These eyes are so charming!"
"Yes! Very elegant and dignified, just like the rich lady."
"But those eyes seem to want to take away our souls, so beautiful!"
"This portrait is absolutely amazing! Absolutely! Can I buy it?"
"If I can buy it, it will definitely be hung on the wall. Anyway, I can't see the real person, I can only see the portrait!"
The people in the Ten Thousand Immortals Pavilion were all chattering, amazed, praised, and the voices of praise were endless!
Zhang Xiao smiled.
Portraits are impossible to sell.
After that, maybe it will be given to these little beauties as gifts.
"Sir, do you dare to ask if this portrait is from your hand?"
In a private seat, a man covered in a black robe stood up, walked outside the red curtain, and asked in a deep voice.
See this eccentric man.
Everyone frowned.
who is he?
What a strange dress!
Don't dare to show your true face?
Could it be some fugitive?Or someone with an incomparably noble status?
"That's right, it was made by me!"
Zhang Xiao nodded slightly, his spiritual sense detected his face, and he was slightly startled!
This is Wu Daozi!
The next generation of painting saints!
Unexpectedly, even he came!
"Mr. can draw such a painting of Dao rhyme, which is amazing."
"I would like to ask my husband a question, is the paint used in the portrait blessed with true energy?"
"How do you maintain the ratio of true energy to pigment at the level of the sky level?"
The man in black squirmed, as if hesitating whether to ask a question.
This is too professional!
Most people can't understand it at all.
Only a few people present could barely understand.
The Empress raised her eyebrows, and her eyes fell on the man in black.
"Wu Daozi!"
"Painting saint!"
"Why is he here?"
"Didn't he retreat in the Ten Mile Maple Forest?"
The five saint princesses shook their heads.
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