Xiao Hei didn't have anything else to do, so since he was called over, he decided to just watch for a while.
However, he felt that the strongest member of the demon race, Han Qin, must have some serious mental problems.
Haotian also gave Hanqin a strange look.
Indeed, she may have some serious illness.
Next up is Diefang.
Diefang originally wanted to take on ten at once!
However, seemingly out of consideration for Wenxin and Xinyu's feelings (emphasis added: it's for Wenxin and Xinyu's feelings, not the demon race's feelings), they ultimately decided to choose five.
The five demon geniuses dared not be careless this time, and they continued to attack or defend.
Everyone gave it their all.
However... it was as if they were dancing in sync with Diefang, or rather, Diefang's movements were like dancing.
He has a graceful and refined figure.
The five demon geniuses tried every means but couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes. Instead, they were left covered in wounds by the spirit swords that she would occasionally summon.
In the end, the five demon geniuses conceded defeat in frustration.
The elders of the Fanggu demon race were deeply shocked, repeatedly muttering to themselves, "A human prodigy..."
The cold zither high in the sky looked somewhat familiar.
Xiao Hei, who was watching from the side, also saw the shadow of Haotian from Diefang's figure.
Then Hanqin patted her forehead, and her pupils suddenly widened.
She recalled the memory that Haotian had shown her.
Xiao Hei also vividly recalled a sword dance from years ago...
Time is like a carving knife, constantly changing a person's appearance.
At that time, Haotian was full of vigor and ambition, and he was so angry for the sake of a beautiful woman.
Xiao Hei looked at Han Qin, who had suddenly gone mad.
Suddenly, I had a desire to share.
He could tell from her expression and the way she looked at Haotian that Haotian had shown her some of his past battles.
Ignoring the dazed Hanqin, Xiaohei directly tore open a spatial rift.
"Come, come, miss, come with me for a moment. I have something to say to you."
Then... Hanqin was dragged away by Xiao Hei without her even realizing it.
Once Xiao Hei arrives at the location, make sure that Haotian won't be able to monitor or detect it.
He asked in a low voice, "Did Haotian show you some of his memories?"
Hanqin felt the presence of the person in front of her, as if she had returned to her childhood in an instant.
This person was someone of her ancestor's stature, so of course she wouldn't dare to act rashly.
She just stood up Xiao Hei because her full attention was on Hao Tian and his apprentice Die Fang.
Hanqin nodded: "Mm."
Xiao Hei's lips curled into a smirk: "Would you like to see him as I remember him?"
Hanqin tilted her head, not understanding what this was all about.
But then, Xiao Hei used his divine sense to transmit a series of images into her mind.
Hanqin felt black flames suddenly rise around her, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye, replaced by a simple room.
Hmm, it's kind of like an ordinary inn.
She looked around and finally saw a beautiful woman with white hair, and her eyes widened in surprise.
A pair of beautiful eyes, containing a galaxy within. A head of pure white hair, flawless and radiant.
The man was so beautiful that she was breathtakingly beautiful, so beautiful that she was drawn into his world.
With white lips and red teeth, she possessed a refined and elegant appearance. She had a slender waist and long, straight legs.
She admitted that she was definitely many times more beautiful than herself, a feeling that was many times stronger than the Haotian she was now experiencing.
Her beauty rivals that of flowers that eclipse the moon, and her grace is such that fish sink and geese fall from the sky
But then the beautiful woman in the scene disappeared...
The surrounding scenery had turned into a battlefield.
Bloodstains were everywhere, severed limbs were scattered all around, and tattered banners were scattered about.
It was as if the stench of blood had seeped deep into their brains.
Hanqin snapped out of her daze and looked at everything.
Then, the chilling air revealed countless people, all wearing identical armor, rushing towards a single person.
The man was dressed in black armor and had white hair; he was her master!
She saw Haotian, so holy and pure, standing out so conspicuously among the murderous crowd.
She watched as that patch of white was replaced by a mass of black.
The scene was suddenly zoomed in on.
She could clearly see Haotian's face; it was so beautiful and refined, with an ethereal and graceful appearance.
A sword glowing red was constantly being swung in his hand.
It was as if they were dancing, so natural, so stunning.
The spinning dance moves and the surrounding sounds of battle were breathtaking.
That figure, with every dance move, was accompanied by the fall of several lives.
She sensed that everyone's aura was so powerful, yet they all seemed so fragile in the face of that one figure.
It was as if they were sacrificing their own lives to create his dance.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Bloodstains appeared on the man's armor.
Even her flawless white hair was stained with blood.
The sword dance ended, leaving the dead everywhere.
But the man's expression remained completely unchanged...
A strong visual impact.
The first picture Xiao Hei showed was of Haotian dressed as a woman when he first met her.
The second is the scene of Haotian Sword Dance.
It was breathtakingly beautiful, and he would call that sword dance an unprecedented sword dance.
A sword dance unlike any other before, and one that will never happen again.
This epic scene remained etched in his mind.
I take it out to show some people from time to time, and I also take a look at it myself.
Every time I see it, I'm still amazed.
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