"The emperor has a destiny, and it is irreversible." The people in the imperial capital of the Great Yuan Dynasty observed a moment of silence for the young man, but they never remembered that the young man was at the peak of his life. When he trampled on the emperor's power, he wished he could replace him and become famous among the world.

A powerful man of the Wuzong level supported the Yuan imperial family, and his fighting spirit was eliminated. Instead, he regarded humble surrender as loyalty and bullied the imperial family as destiny. He did not stick to Xiao Nan at all, and his heart was like a Vajra.

No matter if you are an emperor or a king, you will be welcomed by your enemy with one sword!

"Xie Feng, as you said, don't be too arbitrary. Look, I'll be slapping you in the face now." Mo Yong smiled lightly, greeted Zhe Ruo, and left with ease.

Xie Feng stayed in place, frowned and smiled for a moment: "There is indeed no hope. Human power is inferior to God's will, but it doesn't matter. I'm more interested in the man just now."

He and Mo Yong, Zhe Ruo and Qin Yue are both geniuses of the same level of 100 countries. No one is convinced by each other. Talking about these topics is just a competition. Now it seems that no one wins or loses, and it is considered a draw.

He moved his footsteps and chased after him, hoping that he could meet interesting people in the Martial Arts Holy Academy. Even Xiao Nan didn't know that he was actually remembered by a man.

"The Great Yuan Empire is too small after all." Xiao Nan stepped on the Holy Academy, his eyebrows were slightly locked, and he had a hint of thought: "The land of hundreds of countries is as genius as rain, and it is so amazing!"

There are hundreds of powerful countries in the entire land of hundreds of countries, with many holy families and vast territory, making it a land of one world!

Hundreds of countries are bounded by ten realms, and finally the vast eastern wilderness is bounded by the vast eastern wasteland.

The vast eastern wilderness is mysterious and vast. I don’t know how many realms, how many imperial dynasties, and how many genius warriors are like brilliant stars.

The one I saw today, the evil young master is just the tip of the iceberg of the land of hundreds of countries. It is so terrible. His dignity and vision are not something that can be nurtured by a small country. It is a cultivation that only those who have seen big scenes have.

"Boy, try to grow up, live, be strong, live again, and continue to be strong. A person's life is never about winning at the starting point, but at the end point, and the race begins."

The charming voice of the Prison Lord was solemn: "The creatures of the world, those with great luck were born either rich or noble. When they were middle-aged, their family collapsed, their wives and children were separated, and their diseases were entangled. On the other hand, the humble people rose step by step and eventually they had both good fortune and wealth."

"There are many people in this world, such as hundreds of millions of constant sand and thousands of stars, countless."

"This is the way for ordinary people, and the way for warriors is the way. The beginning is determined for a while, but it cannot be decided for a lifetime. It is still unknown who wins and who loses. Only those who strive for eternity in life dare to say that they will live up to their martial life."

"The evil young master was born in a land of hundreds of countries. He has more resources than you, his practice is smoother than you, and his vision is stronger than you, but he also has advantages that are not as good as you."

"That's right!" The boy wiped away the confusion on his face, and suddenly his eyes were filled with sharpness: "I will eventually step into the ultimate martial arts."

Mastering the three-level magic soul of the battle-level, the immortal sword master body, the nineteenth level of imperial prison, and the starting point, is really not as good as the genius of the hundred countries such as the evil prince? Not necessarily!

"The most perfect thing about this kid is a heart." The Prison Lord let out a deep breath in the Imperial Prison, his pretty face recovered and said whispering: "Never retreat is the most precious power of a warrior!"

Xiao Nan counted all his advantages, but ignored his mind on martial arts. To the Prison Lord, he was more important than any advantage.

If the heart is destroyed, a thousand golds are in the body, and if the heart is eternal, you can create a miracle!

Martial Arts Holy Academy, I'm back.

Xiao Nan gradually regained her face and walked towards the Dongyuan Martial Palace, with a slightly different expression: "The Wangong Arena is standing up, and it is moving fast enough."

The newly built pavilions are magnificent, and they are surrounded by the giant golden arena in the shape of a martial arts circles the middle of the Holy Court, like stars arching the moon. The elegant rooms in the pavilions live in the Thirteen State places. The participating flags representing their respective study palaces are like stars flying, rendering the sky of the Holy Court into a sacred and colorful color.

Warriors were wearing their own Holy Palace costumes, including young, old, middle-aged, men and women, in groups of three or five, or outstanding, accompanied by disciples of the Holy Academy, or chatting and laughing, watching the Holy Academy,

These people include warriors from the Thirteen Prefectures of the Yuan Dynasty, people from the land of hundreds of countries, and disciples of the Holy Academy. A rough calculation shows that the number is over 10,000, and the originally huge Martial Arts Holy Academy seems a little crowded.

"Xiao Nan!" In the holy courtyard, everyone who knew him was shocked: "He is back!"

The Yuan Empire was destroyed by the Yuanzhou Academy, and the news of the death of the four evil spirits of the Qin family was shrouded in people. The initiator of this result was Tiannan War God, the war-level three-level soul warrior, Xiao Nan.

"Yesterday, on the day when the Emperor Yuan Xuanwu ascended the throne, Xiao Nan's lineage attacked the Luo family with thunder, forcing the Luo family to return Han Xuan'er. Even the imperial family was powerless and extremely powerful!"

However, there was no boy at all!

Before they could think deeply, today's news came, they realized that the young man had actually gone to the Yuanzhou Academy and trampled the Qin family under his feet. The various achievements were really terrifying like gods and demons.

"The Legend of the Yuan Dynasty!" Looking at him, many fanaticism appeared in different faces, and even more so among the visitors from the Land of Hundred Kingdoms.

The young man, he said what he said, and asked the Luo family to send Han Xuan'er back within three days. Anyone who had hurt Han Xuan'er and Ling Yan paid the price, now he has done it.

However, someone heard someone snorting: "Hmph, no matter how strong it is, you still have to stop at the Wangong Championship."

"Hmm?" People were stunned.

"Dongfang Yu?" Xiao Nan looked at it subconsciously and his brows frowned slightly.

The person who spoke was from Dongfang Yu, a genius from the Eastern Family who had a grudge against him. A young man in blue stood beside him, staring at him with resentment. The man was named Dongyang Sheng and sarcastically said, "Am I wrong?"

Dongyang Sheng, the former leader of Qingcheng Academy, was incorporated into Dongzhou Academy after the disbandment of Qingcheng Academy. He had not seen it for a long time and never wanted to go with Dongfang Yu. Needless to think about it, he became the minions of the Ninth Prince and the eldest prince.

"Idiot." He glanced at him and lost interest. He only washed the fifth level of the orifice. He made great progress compared to the Qingcheng Academy. His age is also considered a genius. However, for Xiao Nan now, it is vulnerable.

"Xiao Nan, why are you arrogant? Do you know that the Great Yuan Empire is different from the past. It has a great guardian god and can easily kill you." Dong Yangsheng was furious, his words were extremely mean, and he floated into the boy's ears.

"The guardian god of the Great Yuan, a powerful man at the Wuzong level, told the Saint Sect of the Hundred Kingdoms to come here to choose disciples, and give priority to the admission of Yuan Yi and Yuan Xuanwu. The Yuan family welcomed strong support?" Xiao Nan felt as if some force was snatched hard in his heart.

The Yuan family’s fortune has reversed. As expected, the eight hundred years of empire was not so easy to collapse.

"Junior Brother Xiao, you don't have to take it too seriously. The Wuzong-level strong man is broad-minded and rarely pays attention to secular affairs. As long as you admit a mistake to the Dayuan imperial family, the Yuan family will probably be willing to accept you."

Dongfang Yu smiled lightly, and stopped Dongyang Sheng and continued to attack Xiao Nan, but this method made him look superior.

"Is it just that?" However, the boy's response was unexpected, and he glanced at them indifferently: "It's too embarrassing for me to do something like a dog, and it's enough to have you."

The boy never looked back.

Dongyangsheng's pride was frozen, and Dongfang Yu's expression became gloomy: "Be a dog!"

"Uh, I'm really arrogant." Looking at the boy's leaving figure, people then looked at Dongfang Yu and others, their bodies trembled slightly, and their ten fingers exposed in their sleeves were also bent, only the fist energy was filled, which showed the extreme anger.

In public, he was slapped in the face and called a lackey. Whoever can remain indifferent is a group of arrogant geniuses. Being able to endure it without bursting out is already Dongfang Yu's cultivation.

"I can bear it." Xiao Nan was a little disappointed. He walked forward step by step, and his murderous intention became less and less, and finally he disappeared invisible: "Dongfang Yu, even if he was humiliated, he was amazing."

This guy has been tolerant of his practice and has been able to achieve the first level of the Divine Wheel. The Holy Flame Body has broken into the sixth level and has exuded extremely powerful Divine Power all over his body!

The spiritual warriors have the way of cultivation to influence their minds and nature. Fire is the master of irritability, water is the master of calmness, earth is the master of steadyness, gold is the master of sharpness, wood is the master of softness, ice is the master of coldness, darkness is the master of gloomyness, and all kinds of methods will be reflected in the warrior's behavior, and you can see the marks and marks.

He didn't want to let Dongfang Yu grow up. In the Holy Academy, Dongfang Yu took the lead in killing him with thunder. But this guy was very tolerant. As his cultivation level increased, his cunning became deeper.

Dongfang Yu finally didn't move.

Xiao Nan had already returned to the Dongyuan Martial Palace, alarming Luo Feixian and others. It was very lively for a while.

"Xiao Nan, good-looking, I will not be disgrace to the name of Emperor Lingwu. The emperor has spirit in the sky, so it's time to smile with a smile." Yang Zun stood up with a smile at the banquet, slightly drunk, his vicissitudes of life were filled with relief and remembrance.

The young man made a big fuss in Yuanzhou, pacifying the Yuanzhou Academy and destroying the four masters of the Qin family. In time, he will be expected to resound in the name of the descendant of Emperor Lingwu, thousands of clans and thousands of mountains and thousands of mountains, and attract attention from all over the world.

The Sheng of Li and the Buddha also smiled and was proud of the young man's achievements today.

They have different positions in supporting the teenagers, but their hopes for the teenagers are the same. The teenagers are becoming stronger and stronger, which is a good thing for them.

The Li Sheng regarded the young man as half of his disciple, and after all, he had guided him to practice.

"Silly girl, don't you know the person in the back mountain? I deceived you into being a disciple and I will do my best." The Medicine Buddha was born, and he was as calm as the wind, but when he swept the Medicine Fairy, he felt kind and compassionate, and said to himself.

The Night Demon Emperor had a relationship with the Yao Fairy, and he could not see him being imprisoned in the back mountain for love or courtesy. The only one who saved him was probably Xiao Nan, so he could help him rise.

"Thank you for your kindness, elders." Xiao Nan had to thank him for his kindness, and everything was said. It was his luck to support him and he could not be disappointed. This is the way to be a human being.

He also respected Luo Feixian, Wen Qingcheng, and Lin Yunxian all the girls. The years are quiet and peaceful, thank you for staying together.

There is also a hidden sharp edge here, which burns like flames as a glass of wine enters the stomach: "The Qin family of Tianjue actually devours Han Xuan'er's life source, and only three months left, haha..."

Three months, what can you do? A warrior blinks his fingers for a year, a thought of a hundred years. Even if he closes his eyes and counts for a few days, the three months will be too few. Summer insects will be a lifetime and winter grass will be a lifetime.
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