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It's him.

The only person in the world who could make Jiaoshan disobey the orders of the heirs of the Nangong family, subdue the demonic dragon, suppress the ancient evil beast "Gun" under the tower, and create the first great immortal sect in hundreds of years.

He was the greatest grandmaster in the world hundreds of years ago. He was the first person to give up ascending to heaven while still alive in order to overcome the sufferings of the mortal world. He was the first generation head of the Confucianism Sect——

Nangong Changying!

The author has something to say:

"The Occ of the Supreme Master"

Nangong Si: Xu Shuanglin! ! You dig my ancestral grave! You touch me too much! ! ! You are shameless! ! ! I fucked your ancestors! ! ! !

Xu Shuanglin: Don’t make trouble, nephew, your ancestor is also my ancestor.

Nangong Changying: ...If I had known you were making such a fuss, I should have chosen cremation instead of burial.

Nangong Si & Xu Shuanglin: So why did the Supreme Leader want to be buried in the ground in the first place?

Nangong Changying: I want to be Snow White. I think if I sleep in a crystal coffin, I can still be kissed awake in five hundred years.

Science popularization little angel Moran: Please don’t believe the above conversation. The custom in this world is to bury the dead after death, and most descendants will hope to keep the corpses of their ancestors from decaying to the greatest extent. This is different from the reality in most of the Central Plains. The ancient customs are the same~~

Chapter 213 [Jiaoshan] Life and Death Battle

Although the head of Changying has long since passed away, his portrait is painted on many scrolls circulating in the world, and the Confucianism Sect Xianxian Hall enshrines the majestic jade carvings of the first head, so Ye Wangxi almost instantly He reacted: "Si, open the barrier quickly! You can't beat him!"

Of course I can't beat it...

Who can beat it?

I am afraid that if Chu Wanning, the most powerful master in the world of cultivation today, fights against him, he will have no chance of winning.

Nangong Si was trembling, but not because of fear, but because of an extremely strong sadness and anger - the Supreme Master... Xu Shuanglin actually made the Supreme Master's remains into Zhenlong chess pieces!

crazy……

Really crazy!

That is their ancestor, the soul of the Confucian Feng Sect, the root of the Confucian Feng Sect, and the deity revered by generations of disciples and descendants for hundreds of years.

It's Nangong Changying!

The veins in Nangong Si's neck throbbed, and he let out a twisted roar, like a tiger roaring in the forest: "Xu Shuanglin!!... No, Nangong Xu!!! Come out!! Come out!!!"

The lingering sound lingers like a vulture coiling around for a long time.

No one answered him, so of course Xu Shuanglin wouldn't come out.

The only one who reacted was Nangong Changying, whose eyes were covered by a silk belt. He turned his face slightly, slid his pale fingers on the scabbard, and the buried sword came out of the box, illuminated by the dragon's light.

He held the sword and slowly took another step down.

At the same time, Nangong Si took a step back and murmured: "Master Tai..."

Nangong Changying walked steadily, and the tip of his sword touched the jade steps, making a harsh scraping sound. His eyes were covered, and the silk belt was tied with magic after death and could not be taken off. Therefore, he could not see the road in front of him clearly and could only rely on the sound and smell to judge Nangong Si's position.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, a low and ethereal voice sounded.

It was Nangong Changying who was speaking!

"Why are you trespassing here?"

It is extremely shocking to hear an ancestor who has been around for hundreds of years speak, even if it is just as a precious chess piece.

Nangong Si swallowed his saliva and said, "Master Tai, I..."

"..."

He suddenly let go of the long sword he was holding on to, knelt down and kowtowed: "This junior is unworthy of me. I am the seventh generation descendant of the Confucian Feng Sect. Nangong Si bows before me."

"The seventh generation...si..." Changying's corpse repeated these words slowly and numbly, then shook his head, raised his sword, and said only one word, "Kill."

Weapons meet!

After Nangong Si's blow with him, he felt his arms were sore and numb. The strength of the ancestor was amazing. A corpse-white face came closer, and his breath was like ice.

"Kill those who trespass."

"Too great leader!"

The sword flowers were dazzling, and the power of the sword was astonishingly sharp. The iron blades clashed with each other, causing fireworks to fly and flakes of snow to flash.

Xue Zhengyong punched the barrier and said, "Are you crazy? How can you beat it?"

Who doesn’t know Nangong Changying’s bravery? According to legend, he was so powerful that he could break rocks into pieces with one hand even without using weapons.

Deal with him?

I'm afraid ten Nangong Si are not enough for my ancestors to play with.

Nangong Si's mind was almost blank. He never imagined that one day he would actually confront the first head of the Confucian Feng Sect on Jiao Mountain. With the first blow of the two swords colliding, he was suddenly knocked back ten feet. Outside, if he hadn't brought his sword to the ground in time, he might have been kneeling in the hay at this moment.

Nangong Changying raised his sword and slowly approached again.

He repeated the command in a low voice: "Kill..."

At this moment, outside the barrier, Xue Zhengyong kept hammering at the film angrily. Jiang Xi frowned and pursed his lips without saying a word. The owner of the horse farm simply covered his eyes and said "Oh, ah, ah". Not daring to look, Huang Xiaoyue was secretly frightened and thankful - fortunately, she had not caught Nangong Si at the beginning. If she had really tied up Nangong Si and came to Jiaoshan alone, she would probably be facing the first head of the Rufeng Sect now. It’s time to be yourself.

Only Chu Wanning stared at Nangong Changying's actions without blinking. He felt something was wrong, something was really wrong.

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