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Chapter 69 It¡¯s your turn to show off!

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    Nan Fangfang looked at Qingqing and Long'er at this time. She didn't feel the slightest spiritual power fluctuations in the seniors, but she felt a rolling wave of spiritual power fluctuations in the two women!

    ¡°Moreover, these two women both have a trace of evil spirit about them.

    It¡¯s obviously a demon clan!

    Nan Fangfang's eyes became cautious at this moment.

    "Come in and sit down!"

    Mo Fan looked at the three of them and smiled softly, just in time to ask if there were any thieves specializing in stealing stones in Xiufan Island recently?

    A group of people went in.

    Nan Fangfang was very nervous.

    After Bai Changsheng and Su Ling went in, they found a painting on the mahogany bamboo.

    There is actually a purple sword painted in this painting!

    this!

    Isn¡¯t this the purple demon sword?

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    At this moment, the heads of Bai Changsheng and Su Ling went blank, as if they had been struck down by several thunderbolts.

    A chill came out of their spines and went straight to Tianling Gai!

    ???????????????????

    The seniors know it.

    He must have calculated everything accurately long ago!

    It seems that the Tianyuan Dynasty can be saved!

    The awe of Mo Fan in their hearts became even stronger.

    "sit!"

    Mo Fan said with a smile.

    At this moment.

    Qingqing has already prepared tea and is walking towards this side. What a virtuous person!

    "Mr. Mo, this painting"

    Su Ling¡¯s eyes fell on the painting on the table, waiting for the senior¡¯s hint.

    When communicating with seniors, you cannot ask directly, otherwise, the identity of the seniors will be directly exposed.

    Therefore, she would naturally not ask directly how to deal with the purple demon sword.

    She is still very smart.

    Around you.

    Nan Fangfang was also extremely shocked. She naturally knew what was about to happen in the Tianyuan Dynasty recently.

    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect that this senior had such a clever plan.

    It seems that everything is under the control of the other party!

    It¡¯s really high!

    "Oh! This is a purple-green sword!" Mo Fan received it.

    Purple green sword?

    Isn¡¯t it the Purple Demon Sword?

    "However, if the senior said it is a purple-green sword, then it must be a purple-green sword!"

    After all, seniors also regard dragons as carps!

    "Yesterday, I told Long'er and Qingqing the story of Fairy Zixia, and we talked about the Purple Green Sword. They said they wanted to see what the Purple Green Sword looked like, so I drew it."

    Mo Fan said with a smile.

    Su Ling and Bai Changsheng looked at each other.

    Is it a coincidence?

    Of course they don¡¯t believe it!

    How could it be a coincidence that the sword drawn is exactly the same as the Purple Demon Sword!

    hint!

    This is definitely a hint from an expert!

    Several people talked.

    Nan Fangfang couldn't get a word in at all. While they were talking, she secretly glanced at Mo Fan with her peripheral vision, and sighed in her heart. He is indeed a master. From the outside, he is just a mere mortal.

    If it weren¡¯t for Su Ling and Bai Changsheng, I would really regard the person in front of me as a mortal!

    That¡¯s simply ridiculous!

    ¡°I¡¯m going to pick some fresh tea leaves and brew them directly to drink.¡±

    At this moment, Mo Fan thought of something and said, turning around and heading towards the countryside not far away.

    Looking at Mo Fan leaving.

    At this time, Qingqing looked at Su Ling and said, "Senior's hint, do you understand?"

    "Miss Qingqing, that purple demon sword appeared from the sky and invaded the Tianyuan Dynasty!"

    At this time, Bai Changsheng said.

    ¡°Senior¡¯s intention is to get this Purple Demon Sword!¡±

    Long Er said.

    "It's your turn to show off!"

    At this time, Long Er took out the candle.

    "I will get that purple-green sword back!" At this moment, a divine thought came from the candle.

    Immediately afterwards, a ray of fire shot straight into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

    Mo Fan, who was picking tea leaves, had no idea.

    At this moment, a burst of medicinal fragrance floated from not far away.

    The spirits of Bai Changsheng, Su Ling, Nan Fangfang and others suddenly jumped up.

    They all looked at it curiouslyAhead, they discovered that Mo Fan¡¯s farmland was filled with elixirs.

    There are many thousand-year-old elixirs!

    Thousand-year elixir!

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    In the entire Tianyuan Dynasty, there is not even a thousand-year-old elixir.

    And here, there are piles and piles of them.

    Nan Fangfang also took a breath of air.

    Even in the Nanling Dynasty, there is only one thousand-year-old elixir.

    ¡° Moreover, her father regarded the thousand-year-old elixir as a life-saving medicine and was reluctant to take it. It was priceless.

    However, there are so many here.

    What a big deal!

    Every elixir here will cause a bloody storm in the outside world!

    This is beyond doubt!

    She was completely stunned.

    Even if she is the ninth princess of the Nanling Dynasty.

    She couldn't help but scream, but she warned herself from time to time: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, don't show your feet, don't let seniors doubt, seniors don't like others to know  His identity. Calm down, I want to be calm!"

    At the same time, she kept grabbing the corners of her clothes with both hands, trying her best to stay calm.

    It¡¯s so difficult!

    Mo Fan took out the fresh tea leaves and made tea.

    Make tea.

    Filled these people¡¯s teacups with tea.

    ¡­¡­

    Tianyuan Dynasty.

    At this moment.

    A purple sword flew rapidly towards the imperial capital of Tianyuan Dynasty, exuding terrifying magic power.

    A remnant soul floated out from the sword.

    This is a young man with blood hair.

    He was wearing a blood-colored robe, and his whole body exuded a terrifying evil aura.

    Even those eyes are blood-colored.

    ¡°Killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand people is a king, and killing ten thousand people is a king among kings!¡±

    A cold voice rolled out of his throat.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    At this moment, he was holding the purple demon sword in his right hand and heading forward.

    He is not a human, but the sword spirit of this sword.

    "Set up the formation! Set up the formation!"

    With his arrival, the imperial capital of the Tianyuan Dynasty made a low sound.

    "Sword formation rises!"

    A deep voice sounded.

    I saw, below, many monks soaring into the sky.

    Counting carefully, there are ninety-nine and eighty-one sword cultivators in total.

    They all held a sharp sword in their right hands, and the tip of the sword was spitting out cold light.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The next moment, their left hands tapped lightly on the sword.

    Suddenly, the whole sword started to tremble violently.

    The sounds of swords resounded at this moment, echoing throughout the world.

    Ninety-nine and eighty-one brilliant sword energies formed a circle, directly surrounding the blood-haired young man.

    There was an indifferent arc at the corner of the blood-haired young man's mouth. He looked around and said, "Playing with a sword with me? You don't know whether to live or die!"

    With a cold snort, he took a step forward.

    That¡¯s it.

    Boom!

    Suddenly, ninety-nine and eighty-one sword lights all around collapsed.

    Poof!

    At the same time, the sword cultivators who controlled these sword lights spurted out a mouthful of blood. Their faces were as pale as a piece of white paper, as white as a sheet of blood.

    These sword cultivators¡¯ faces were pale and their bodies were unstable.

    "A group of garbage!"

    The blood-haired young man looked at the sword cultivators around him with great disdain.

    "Today, I am here to complete what I have not completed before!"

    "Massacre the city!"

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