Instead...to Jiang Wang.

The lonely moon finally disappears, and the sea of ​​stars is far away.

A little light fell on Jiang Wang's sword edge. He turned the sword backwards and put it into the sheath...

clang!

A sword sounded like thunder. The thunder lightned thousands of miles, illuminating the sky in an instant... The light shone forever, so Shenlu was full of days.

The night is no longer visible, but the sky shines on the stone carvings.

The River Viewing Platform, which has not changed for thousands of years, has since been a mountain-like stele.

From then on, those who come to the stage to look at the long river must first see this monument and recite this sentence first.

Before Jiang Wangjian slashed the galaxy, this was a great usurpation. After he was at the top of his rank, this was just a small determination.

The Yellow River dictator left a sentence on Guanhetai, which is the most reasonable thing.

Looking at the iron painting silver hook on the stone tablet mountain, Ye Qingyu suddenly remembered... In the small building in Lingxiao Secret Realm, the letters on the bookshelf-

"I have a life of my own. How can those who ride on a raft and climb up the stars again see the morning dew!"

Maybe everyone has their own starry sky.

Penglai is in no time when Yan Chun returns, and it is the end of the road when flying swords are dead.

Ye Lingxiao's starry man is far away and he will not be seen again.

And what is the brilliant starry sky that Jiang Wang looks up to and longs for?

He once saw that all the young men who were determined to change the world were changed by the world!

He also saw that some people who vowed to change the world were just pushing the world from a bad situation to another worse situation.

He also understood that many people in this world are living well. Perhaps no one needs to interfere.

He constantly examined himself, learned, practiced, and treated the future with caution. He could finally say today that this world needs to be changed.

People cannot be refined into pills anymore, people cannot be used to raise turtles, and humans and demons cannot sit in Wuhui Valley...

People have the same heart as this, nothing more than, "If you do good things, you must avoid evil things."

Then, it started from the ever-standing sword-carved stone tablet in front of the Guanhe Platform.

Always say this!

The unlimited life and death scene has ended. This is the highest-level battle since the opening of the Yellow River Association. Whether it is the masterpiece of the Flying Sword Age or the Demon-Slaying Heavenly Lord, it will surely be engraved in history.

This is also the first game in history that is the best for the world to appreciate, the battle to reach the saints. The changes of day and night are nothing more than the return of the sword. The far-reaching impact of this battle may not be fully reflected in many years.

But at this moment, there were cheers like surging tides on the river platform!

Both the players and the audience cheered for the referee's victory.

And what he won was not just this game, but more than Yan Chunhui?

Zuo Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the flame ball in his palm back to the sky gate.

It happened that the sky was shining with daylight, as if the sun was put back to the sky.

He looked at Jiang Wang with some satisfaction before turning his eyes to Dou Zhao in the audience: "I feel relieved when I see you have nothing to do."

Dou Zhao smiled and bowed: "Thank you for your concern! Next time we go to the mansion for dinner, don't ask irrelevant people to wait."

Although many people say that he is rude, he has always been very family-like in front of the old Duke Zuo, after all, he did not roll his eyes.

Zuo Xiao pointed at him, said nothing, and pushed the flame gate away.

After all, he was responsible for guarding Tianmen. Although he temporarily asked someone to take over the job, the price was high. Even if Zuo was rich, he didn't want to be a sucker and be slaughtered repeatedly.

It’s a little bit easier. Guangshu got married soon and had more places to spend... Speaking of which, when will Jiang Wang be?

"Now, I will not ascend to the saints as the Yellow River." Hong Junyan stroked his palm and praised: "Its strength can be achieved by itself, and he can draw his sword to prove it! It can be said to be strong!"

Wei Xuanche opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but was snatched first, and couldn't help but look slightly.

Brother Hong is still too ahead of the way...

Why don’t you let go of other people’s Yellow River fruits first?

"I have never preached the world, never written books for generations, and I dare not speak of the holy name." Jiang Wang said calmly: "But those who are detached and have the power to be strong may have my name."

Hong Junyan just gently brushed his sleeves and melted ice and snow. The inner mansion, which was slower than time, returned to the current time.

Bao Xuanjing is still in a fierce battle with Gong Weizhang, and his heart is in agony and hard to describe.

I hope Mr. Jiang won, but I don’t want Mr. Jiang to win so thoroughly. And the old guy from the underworld is supervising this battle. This is really... the most familiar stranger!

Anyone with a little shadow of the past will inevitably be seen!

"Jiang Jun!"

Both sides already knew each other and pressed the sword, so Hong Junyan naturally couldn't call out Brother Jiang anymore.

To be more precise... Jiang Wang would never be able to bear that sound again.

He said seriously: "I discussed with you before and wanted to help you find the hero, but now I have some clues..."

He pressed the handrail lightly with both hands, he was such a dignified emperor!

Just looking at Jiang Wang, "Do you want to hear it?"

Unfortunately, Jiang Wang no longer cooperated with him and said indifferently: "Your Majesty also sees how I walk. Whether you stop or not, whether you stop or not, will not change my direction, and you will not expect to change my result."

When the sun monument stands on Guanhetai and is erected as the saying of the world, the mice in the gutter will sooner or later have no place to stand, and they will all return to the gutter.

He no longer needs to look for anyone he wants.

As long as you continue to move forward, one day you will shine through the world. This is a grand way and the general trend is to be carried out.

Time is his friend, and time is his weapon!

So there is no condition, so I don’t talk about exchanges... You like to say or not.

But now it’s Hong Junyan who needs to prove himself!

The emperor of Xueyuan had deep eyes: "Jun Jiang's heart for seeking Tao is as iron as iron!"

Jiang Wang looked at him calmly: "Maybe a battle is not worthy of being a name. It is not just about life and death, but about Chen Dao."

This was another unexpected response, and Hong Junyan settled: "What three theories?"

"I have prepared the three theories, but I don't know who will come." Jiang Wang had no murderous aura, but he was unstoppable: "Yan Chunhui is the first theorem."

He is ready to play three consecutive games without limits in life and death!

Hong Junyan looked at his eyes, wanting to see if this was just a crazy statement - but past examples have proved countless times that Jiang Wangyan would do what he said.

Someone came, or no one came. But with such determination, he shouted out the sentence "It's the best!"

Hong Junyan was silent for a long time and said, "Maybe Jun Jiang doesn't need it anymore, but I still want to do my best for the world and the Yellow River meeting."

He pressed the handrail and leaned forward slightly, creating a state of oppression: "I think... Emperor Song Zhao Hongyi is very suspicious!"
Chapter completed!