Li Qingcheng was not the only one thinking about it.
Gu Xingyun and Gu Qianchuan, who was in battle, feel a little confused.
Why had Li Tianlan not drawn his sword?
The 24 Moves of Sword of the Li family was unparalleled. In terms of Martial Arts, the Wang family of Beihai was undisputedly No. 1 for hundreds of years in the Dark World. Regarding swordsmanship, Xuanyuantai outshone others.
Swordsmanship could be regarded as the soul of the Li family.
Whether the successor of the Li family had a sword was totally two concepts and two states.
After realizing this problem, Gu Xingyun recollected that Li Tianlan had never drawn a sword since his return after disappearing for three years.
He had imitated Great Void Sword Intent to hurt Gu Youlan so severely.
He had struck down Gu Yunxia with more inconceivable Sword of Emperor Path.
The skills that he had used to d
The wreckage of the explosive car was still burning. The fiery flames blended perfectly with the dim yellow sword intent. The night faded in the sword intent, and the mountain road became clear. Time seemed to become very slow all of a sudden. Gu Xingyun's roar was stretched countless times. All the voices seemed to come out bit by bit, messy and broken. The sharp sword gradually appeared in the dim yellow light. Everything flashed in Li Qingcheng's mind, including all the scenes in her life that was just beginning. They flashed from small to large, from far to near, and became constantly clear. When she was young, she had known that her father did not like her. She was the only daughter of Gu Xingyun, the God of War of Zhongzhou State. She had a distinguished status, but she had almost never received the favor she should have enjoyed. In her ch
It was after midnight. When Li Tianlan carried the severely injured Lin Youxian into the Silver Lake Villa in Winter Mountain, the police station and garrison troops in Huating almost surrounded the entire Winter Mountain. The police lights flickered throughout the mountain. A large number of troops occupied every passageway up and down the mountain. The atmosphere was severe and solemn. Li Tianlan entered the villa and closed the door, leaving Lin Youxian on the sofa. "Tianlan, is this Li family's estate?" Lin Youxian leaned stiffly on the sofa, and his arms were trembling unconsciously. He resisted the God of War of Zhongzhou State with the strength close to the peak of the Thunder-shocking Realm. Even if it was the God of War of Zhongzhou State whose strength was greatly reduced under severe injuries, his behavior was crazy. The reason why the Twenty-second Blade was called the Absolute Sword amon
Lin Youxian did not deny this. Li Tianlan's Martial Arts were clear for him. If Li Tianlan was right, he would be truly invincible when he reached the end. What he wanted was true invincibility, not the simple Invincible Realm. This was the spirit of Li Tianlan. Lin Youxian was speechless for a long while. Li Tianlan said a lot, but that was a little for Martial Arts. However, the impact it brought to him was unparalleled. Martial Arts, sword intent, martial inheritance, unique skill, and invincibility. The concepts were so clear that the opportunity for him to break through the peak of the Thunder-shocking Realm was in sight. This opportunity would even affect his path of the Invincible Realm in the future. This was the grandest Martial Arts. The cage was between heaven and earth. Even though one was in the Invincible Realm, it was difficult fo
The howling wind blew across the mountains without stopping. The enormous snow danced in the air forever. Lonely, monotonous, and chilly. Whether in the height of summer or severe winter, the blizzard here seemed to be the same forever, carrying with it the desolation as if it would howl to the end of time. There were mountains in the snow. There was a city below the mountains. The exquisite and quaint black city remained silent under the white snow. It then became black and white, looking extremely mysterious and majestic. Gale, heavy snow, high mountains, and black city. It was a quite striking picture under the sky in the northwest, which always seemed gloomy. Gu Xingyun stood on the top of a mountain, facing the blizzard. Kunlun was vast. However, this mountain was the highest within the distance of a hundred miles. Here he sto
Deity was looking up at the sky on Wangtian Pavilion. At dusk, the sky above Heaven Capital was gloomy. Since the gale was passing through this place, it was raining and blowing hard. Beney, the biggest typhoon of the year, was about to make landfall on East Island from Heaven Capital. The howling hurricane shook the whole city. Seen from above, the entire Heaven Capital was in a frenzy amidst the hurricane. Deity stood on the rooftop of Wangtian Pavilion and was dressed in black. A gale approaching the tenth level blew past. The rain kept falling, but it never caused the slightest flutter of his clothes. He was standing there. It seemed that the howling wind, the pouring rain, and the gloomy sky were all fake; only he was the most real. Deity looked up at the sky. The rain was falling rapidly, the sky was gloomy, and the night was approaching. A dark tint loomed in the air.
Crossing the sea and over the glaciers, in the depths of the beautiful and yet severely cold polar region, two people in black walked forward silently in a world of ice and snow. It was summer in the northern hemisphere, but the deepest part of the polar region was still full of fast ice. The glaciers emanating chill stretched out over the seawater that had frozen. The sun glistened dreamily on the glaciers. Everything in sight was white, transparent, and holy. The two people in black walked in a clean and pure world. Seen from a distance, they looked like the two most striking little black dots. They climbed over one glacier after another as easily as walking on flat ground. The Arctic summer was the polar day. As one stood on the North Pole, his front, back, left, right, east, west, north, and south, were all south. The burning sun set in the south for a moment, and before the darknes
Snow Country was stormy and windy. The confluence of the Pacific Ocean and the Arctic Ocean was calm. We all lived in the hustle and bustle of the secular world. The most beautiful was the high altitude, and the quietest was the ocean. If one looked at the world in the deep ocean 500 meters below, he would find that the world was like a frozen but slowly flowing picture, colorful and thrilling. Wang Tianzong had been in this water world for three days. He seldom enjoyed the scenery in the deep sea. Most of the time, he was silent or meditating, adjusting his state in silence. Beneath his feet was a deep-sea submarine that cruised the Pacific and Arctic Oceans all year round. It was a new model developed independently and almost entirely by Beihai Province. The whole submarine was in the extreme style of the standard Wang family of Beihai. It was a small-sized submarine, and its combat e
Cloud was keenly aware of the signal that someone had landed at the headquarters of the Samsara Palace from a high altitude. The signal was a small red dot. It was a color that did not belong to the signal of its side. It appeared on the screen of Cloud, flashing constantly, and finally merged wholly with the dense signals from the headquarters of the Samsara Palace, completely stationary. Xuan Ming, who was standing behind Wang Tianzong, was a little excited but also had a sense of complexity and tension of getting involved in the general trend. He hadn't expected that after three days of waiting, His Majesty had actually found his prey. Was it the Master of Samsara Palace? If the one who returned to the headquarters was the Master of Samsara Palace, what did that mean? Within a few days of the collapse of the Polar Ground Alliance, the Samsara Palace would be destroyed entirely?