master?
What master?
Jiang Junfan was breathing in fresh air in big gulps.
The person in front of him suddenly knelt down in front of him, calling "Master".
"Master, I'm sorry, I'm an unfilial disciple!"
"The leader of the Spirit Beast Sect was treacherous. When you fought him, my disciple's cultivation was shallow, and I did not rush to help you immediately. I beg Master to forgive me!"
The figure said, pulling down the black mask on his face.
It was none other than Matsushita Chen.
"Hmm..." Jiang Junfan's forehead was full of black lines.
What master, what sect leader?
What does this have to do with anything?
He remembered... a person suddenly broke through the roof and fell in front of him. He wanted to check whether the person was dead or alive.
But he found that his body was being sucked in uncontrollably.
When I woke up again, I was in a sack.
In front of him, there is a man who looks like a Xiliang warrior calling him Master?
"Ahh, my head hurts!"
"My head hurts. What happened? I can't remember anything!"
Jiang Junfan suddenly covered his head with a look of pain.
Song Xiachen looked clear.
"Master, don't move. You're injured, maybe a head injury, and you've temporarily lost your memory."
"Don't worry, with Master's strength, once his injuries are healed, he will be able to break through all illusions."
Panasonic Chen said excitedly.
Then Songxia Chen recounted the whole story of the battle between Ankang and Li Qiuyang.
Finally, he did not forget to mention that three years ago, he met Ankang by chance, and under Ankang's guidance, he became an outer disciple of the Blood Demon Sect.
Jiang Junfan: Ankang? It turns out that the person who fell beside him earlier was called Ankang, the Seventh Elder of the Blood Demon Sect!
Jiang Junfan saw the stream not far away and ran over immediately.
In the stream, the reflection was exactly his own face.
But her figure and appearance showed that she was even thinner and more delicate than herself, and it was obviously not her original body.
What...exactly happened?
"Master? Master? Master?"
Song Xiachen kept calling Jiang Junfan.
"Hmm?" Jiang Junfan came back to his senses and nodded. The more he said, the more mistakes he would make. He didn't dare to say a word more at this moment.
"Master, why don't we leave quickly? If the Spirit Beast Sect's leader finds out you've escaped and catches up with him, it will all be over."
"Master, why don't you come back with me to Xiliang to recuperate?"
Matsushita Chen asked worriedly.
"Oh, oh, yes, okay, let's go quickly."
When Jiang Junfan heard that his enemy might be hunting him, he immediately stood up and actively cooperated with Song Xiachen to leave.
…
On the other side, in the square outside the Xuanlong Kingdom Hall.
"My dear friend, I am Lin Wudi. A few days ago, my unworthy disciple angered you. Thank you for showing mercy."
"I learned that you were in the Xianxuanlong Kingdom, and it just so happened that the new emperor was being crowned. Our meeting was fate."
"I will give you a few magical instruments as a token of my appreciation."
Lin Wudi smiled kindly and waved his hand.
More than a dozen dazzling magical weapons suddenly scattered on the ground.
"This is the Qiankun Sun and Moon Sword."
"This is the Jade Moon Autumn Light Sword."
"This is a mother-and-child mandarin duck hammer."
"This is……"
Lin Wudi listed the names of the weapons one by one with a smile on his face, as if he was showing off his wealth.
These are all weapons from the Artifact Palace, and each one is extraordinary.
Taking it out will definitely shock these people in Xuanlong Country.
Lin Wudi thought happily in his heart.
Jiang Tiantian glanced at it.
[You haven't even produced a weapon spirit, yet you still have the nerve to show off.]
"These are all weapons from the Divine Artifact Palace. I am giving them to the Emperor of Xuanlong Nation today. I wish your country will be rich and powerful, and that you will unify the mortal world soon."
Lin Wudi stroked his beard with a smile.
Seeing this, Murong Ye stepped forward to express his gratitude.
These weapons are naturally not as good as the ones in Jiang Tiantian's hands, but for ordinary people like them, they are truly treasures.
"Wow, this is a really nice gun!"
After getting Murong Ye's approval, Zhao Qingshan immediately rushed forward, stroking a spear lovingly with both hands.
It was a pitch-black spear with intricate patterns outlined on the spear body. There was a cold light between the spears, which looked very extraordinary.
"Xinlan, come on, take out your Ruyi Red Tassel Spear. How about a duel between us?"
Zhao Qingshan liked this spear very much and immediately wanted to compete with Jiang Xinlan.
The shooting skills she had demonstrated earlier were so smooth and natural that it made him want to try it.
Now that he had obtained the weapon he liked, his martial arts obsession was instantly ignited, and his mind was filled with thoughts of a competition.
Lin Wudi looked at the shock and joy in the eyes of the people from Xuanlong Kingdom.
He couldn't suppress the smugness on his face.
"Grandpa Zhao, your Zhao family spear is superbly skilled. Xinlan is definitely no match for it."
"Congratulations, Grandpa, for getting your dream weapon."
"This gun looks very extraordinary. It matches your temperament very well, Grandpa Zhao."
Seeing Zhao Qingshan so happy, Jiang Xinlan naturally wouldn't really go up to compete.
"bass!"
Who knew that Jiang Xinlan had just finished her compliment.
A buzzing sound suddenly sounded in her hair.
The next moment, the Ruyi Red Tassel Spear suddenly flew up, grew larger in the air, and emitted a bright divine light.
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
The tip of the gun trembled, as if expressing something.
“This…this is…”
"Is this gun dissatisfied?"
"Weapons have spirits, weapons have spirits!"
"Oh my God, this, how is this possible!"
"Even the Divine Artifact Palace can't create such a heaven-defying weapon."
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