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at the same time.
William Huosen has arrived in Chuzhou and sent out invitations. The "Tu Xuan Conference" will be held in three days.
"I want to kill Li Taixuan in front of everyone!"
Li Taixuan's strong rise has offended many people.
Many people in the legal world dislike him and want to kill him quickly.
Therefore, as soon as the invitation was sent out, everyone responded immediately, saying that they wanted to come and watch Li Taixuan be beheaded with their own eyes.
"Humph, William Hossen is the Marquis of the William family. With his cultivation in the late stage of Shenhai, he is always in a deep sleep. He will not wake up unless absolutely necessary."
"If he takes action, Li Taixuan will be dead this time!"
"I don't know what happened recently. Li Taixuan actually led people to attack Wolong Bay. Isn't Wolong Bay his home base?"
"There must be a quarrel with his men for some unknown reason."
"Hmph, a person like this will always be a troublemaker wherever he goes."
"It's puzzling. The martial arts alliance and the ancestor of the Gong family, Gong Tianjian, and others were all his mortal enemies in the past. But now, for some unknown reason, they are all working under his command?"
"You don't understand this. In this world, there are no permanent enemies or permanent friends, only permanent interests."
"There must be some ulterior purpose between them."
"That makes sense!"
You know, now the Wolf King, Situ Mie, Chen Sikong and others are trapped in Wolong Bay and cannot get out.
Li Xiaofan was practicing again in the depths of the Longdu Mountains, bathed in thunder, and had no idea what was happening in the outside world.
No one stood up to expose this fake!
After receiving the invitation letter to the "Tu Xuan Conference", the counterfeit was quite disdainful and threw the invitation into the trash can.
"Hmph, a bunch of young people dare to act arrogantly in front of me!"
Next to him, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance came over and asked.
"Master, shall we go or not?"
Gong Tianjian, the ancestor of the Gong family, said.
"If you ask me, don't worry about those people. Our top priority now is to break through Wolong Mountain's protective formation and seize the spiritual spring."
The counterfeit¡¯s sharp eyes glanced at Gong Tianjian.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
"I don't dare!"
Gong Tianjian¡¯s heart trembled, and he quickly bent down and said in a low voice.
Snapped!
The impostor slapped Gong Tianjian and said coldly.
¡°What I dislike the most when doing things is others telling me what to do.¡±
¡°Tell that William Hosen that I will be on time for my appointment.¡±
"When the time comes, let's see how I kill him and shock the world!"
And at this moment, a subordinate walked in hurriedly.
"Master, there is someone outside asking to see you."
The counterfeit waved his hand and asked Gong Tianjian and the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance to retreat first.
"Bring it in."
The person who came in was a woman, no one else, but Ouyang Beier.
Having just returned from Longdu, the workers of the group responsible for transporting Lingquan in Wolong Mountain reported to her that something had happened in Wolong Bay and they could not get close at all.
Ouyang Beier called Li Xiaofan immediately.
But I called several times and no one answered.
Only then did he personally come to Wolong Bay to check what happened.
When she saw the counterfeit for the first time, she was stunned for a moment and almost mistakenly thought that this person was Li Xiaofan.
Because he looks so much like the other person.
If you don¡¯t look carefully, it¡¯s really hard to tell.
But if you look carefully, you can still tell the truth from the false.
"Who are you, who dare to come here and pretend to be Li Taixuan?"
Ouyang Beier scolded sternly.
The counterfeiter sat on the chair grandly and said proudly.
"You are Ouyang Beier, how come you don't recognize me after we haven't seen each other for a few days? I am Li Taixuan, haha."
"No, you are not Li Taixuan, you are fake!"
Ouyang Beier said with a firm tone, shaking her head one after another.
This man behaved frivolously, and there was an air of frivolity between his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes.
Far less calm and calm than Li Xiaofan.
"Haha, then I said you are not Ouyang Beier."
After saying that, he snapped his fingers and saw another woman walking out from behind the door, smiling and leaning against him.
This woman is very similar to Ouyang Beier, both in appearance and figure, as if they were carved from the same mold.
Ouyang Beier exclaimed.
"This, this, how is this possible?"
It¡¯s like seeing a ghost.
The woman smiled strangely at Ouyang Beier.
"From this moment on, I am you."
"And you can disappear from this world."
After saying that, I will kill you.
At the critical moment, let the counterfeit stop him.
"Don't rush to kill her now. Li Taixuan will come here sooner or later. When the time comes, I will kill his woman in front of him and make him miserable."
After saying that, with a casual move, the spiritual energy turned into a long rope, and Ouyang Beier was tied into a big rice dumpling in an instant.
Although Ouyang Beier also practiced with Li Xiaofan.
But the gap with the opponent is too huge, and he is not an opponent at all, and he has no power to resist at all.
Then he was pushed down by the impostor¡¯s men.
Three days later.
In the early morning, the weather was gloomy.
Heavy snow like goose feathers was floating in the sky.
The new wind blew by, and a chilling air filled the ground.
Mitsui Kyoko and a group of people stood respectfully at the exit of the airport, as if they were welcoming some important person.
Soon, a group of people walked over quickly. The leader was an old man with gray hair. He was wearing a loose kimono and had wooden clogs on his feet, which made a crisp sound.
This old man is Akasaka Nanae, the great swordsman of country R, ??although he has already entered his sixtieth year.
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Mitsui Kyoko quickly led people to greet him and said respectfully.
"Uncle, please!"
Akasaka Nanae bowed slightly, a cold light flashing in her eyes.
"Huh, I've long wanted to meet that Li Taixuan."
"It's enough for me to kill him, so what's the point of convening a Xuan-Slaying Conference to make a fuss out of a molehill?"
Mitsui Kyoko quickly nodded in agreement.
"My uncle's power is like the bright moon in the sky. How can he, Li Taixuan, with the light of a grain of rice, compete with my uncle?"
Afterwards, Nanae Akasaka got into the car, and everyone left the airport and went straight to the conference site.
After a while, another group of people walked out of the airport.
The leader was a tall and fat monk, holding an alms bowl in one hand and reciting scriptures as he walked.
Behind him are a group of disciples protecting the Dharma, like stars over the moon, the formation is powerful.
There seems to be an invisible aura surrounding this monk.
Although the airport was crowded with people, when they approached him, they all involuntarily moved away.
This person is Master Basong¡¯s senior brother Santan, who comes from country T.
He has many believers in country T, and his prestige far exceeds that of his junior brother Basong.
Furthermore, as early as ten years ago, his cultivation had reached the middle stage of Shenhai.
After so many years of hard training, my cultivation has become more profound. No one knows how far it has reached.
Master Santan¡¯s visit this time has two purposes.
The first is to kill Li Taixuan and avenge his junior brother.
The second is to snatch the spiritual spring.
Since the spiritual spring of Wolong Mountain was exposed, it has attracted many powerful people from all directions. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com