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The momentum of moves, true meaning, essence.

First of all, the movements are in line with the rules and regulations, and are still under the shackles of each move and move.

The true meaning of moves is also the one who understands the essence of moves. It is a manifestation of vagueness and about to escape from the shackles of moves. The true illusion in the true meaning is a manifestation.

The essence means completely breaking out of the shackles of every move, and doing whatever you want, and implementing the essence with every move. Integrate into it and touching the rules vaguely, so it can inspire the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

True meaning and essence are the level of moves and techniques. Due to different schools, the understanding and explanations of each school have certain differences.

However, there is one thing that is common and there is no suspense.

The essence of the moves is definitely an overwhelming advantage against the true meaning of the moves.

Just like the old man's personal experience.

The Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound Sword, a sword spreads across the sky.

A stout purple lightning was like a thunderbolt that went up the night sky from the ground, tearing the entire night sky into two halves.

Domineering! Absolutely crushed, the terrifying purple thunder is as powerful as a thousand pounds. Almost everything is bombarded into powder wherever you go along the way.

Even though this old man's cultivation is stronger than Tan Weiran, he can only strive to explode his most powerful combat power. He howled and struggled in the scenes where he almost had the power to destroy the world!

Without the storm and rain, the lightning intertwined, illuminating the entire darkness, presenting the purple nobleness all over the sky.

It's absolutely domineering!

The old man squirted blood wildly, and with his spiritual gaiety cultivation, he fought against the violent purple thunder that had almost bombarded the radius of ten miles into flat ground. It was like bombarding his heart and almost breaking up his soul.

Even though he was wearing a robe, even if he was an old Lingyou strong man, he had a fifth-level golden body. He felt the violent power burst out almost instantly, crushed him, and bombarded his body to almost collapse!

Tan Weiran looked indifferent and slowly put away his sword. If Ercheng Jianpo's hard work could not hurt this person, then what qualifications would he be able to stand on the same stage with peerless geniuses such as Gong Wuyou and Pei Donglai to compete for power?

Even though he has reservations, he is still a sword that can reach the pinnacle. Even the powerful Divine Zhao of the Three Life Dao will suffer certain injuries in the future, let alone a strong Lingyou man.

Not to mention the other party being careless and caught off guard.

If you can't succeed in this, you might as well go home and farm.

Tan Weiran's expression remained unchanged, and he was not happy about it at all. He killed countless people like this in the Lingyou Realm in his previous life, so how could he feel particularly happy for a temporary victory?

The deep man's face looked like earth. He ran away without thinking about it.

"Want to escape from my nose?" Tan Weiran showed his teeth and raised his hand and a sword, ignited a purple light and slashed the deep man with blood and flew out.

Tan Weiran's expression remained unchanged and patted the beast's sac: "Crab, go and catch the person back! You're going to live."

A black dot in the beast's bag rushed out. As it flew out, it expanded rapidly and became bigger! It jumped from the deep man's head and slammed down, and the huge pliers waved the desperate wind and shadows.

This deep man was very good at it. He made a judgment in the flash of lightning. He turned his body and was bombarded with force. He groaned and was blasted out of blood by a huge force, but he escaped further.

This guy is so smart. If he has strong cultivation, he will definitely be able to do something. Tan Weiran was very surprised. This big crab is at least a sixth grade. He sneered: "Big crab, I tell you. If you can't even catch an injured realm of embracing the truth, then consider whether it is valuable to me."

The big crab was so sad and angry that his mind came out of his mind: "Why do you have to use steam to threaten me! I am just a poor crab without wages or kilns."

Every reason, he swung the giant pliers and smashed it down. The ground was shaking. The deep man was indeed smart, and he jumped up and down and ran away further and further.

When the man was about to escape, the big crab angrily spit out a string of bubbles. With his secret technique, he finally trapped the other party. It was like a ball, and it flew towards Tan Weiran, angrily imitating the crew: "Next time I won't pay for my wages, I will go fishing for a living."

"Be careful that you have become the target of others' fishing, come back." Tan Weiran was amused and cried, and kept banning the old man and stuffed a handful of wounds into the old man's mouth.

When the big crab shrank and flew into the animal bag, Tan Weiran patted the animal bag and looked up slightly: "So much noise, the people in the city probably came soon."

Should I destroy the traces of battle?

If it is not done, it will make the Feng family wary.

After a thought was completed, Tan Weiran caught the two and disappeared into the darkness.

After a while, a light shot from the direction of Jiangcheng. An old man in luxurious clothes fell steadily, looking around with a solemn expression. Seeing that there was no one around, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man was Feng Xihui, the ancestor of the Feng family. After observing the traces for a while, he was solemn: "At at least one Lingyou Realm, was he passed by? Or did he come for... that thing?"

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No one knows how many secrets are hidden under the night sky.

The river was bent, and the sound of flowing water in my ears covered the tragic howling like a pig. The tragic cry gradually turned into a dry howling, and even the sound became hoarse, turning into a choking sound.

The deep man's skin trembled. What kind of torture did the masked man perform behind the big stone? When he thought of this, he was sweating profusely and his body trembled gently.

The howling was almost impossible, and only the sound of whimpering like a wild beast was left. Tan Weiran, who was still masked, slowly walked out like a dead dog, and threw the old man in front of the deep man.

"I like to have dates but no dates. If you have any problems, you will be fine. If you catch them, you will be punished first, and then ask questions." Tan Weiran's eyes were clear and calm: "This is the best way to avoid unnecessary stubbornness and save time for you and me."

The voice was quiet and quiet, as if it came from Jiuyoutian, causing the deep man to tremble all over and his face turned pale: "We are from Tianji Camp. We are here for the Ninth-level utensils of the Feng family."

It’s Tianji Camp again? Tan Weiran was surprised and puzzled. The Feng family really has ninth-level equipment?

While listening to the man's trembling voice, Tan Weiran checked the storage bags of the two. Most of them were spirit stones, elixirs, etc., and nothing was discovered.

The man said, "My surname is Yang. My name is Desheng. This is my grandfather. As long as you are willing to let me go..."

Tan Weiran waved his hand and interrupted: "You are a smart person. You know I will not let you go. I can only guarantee that you will give it to you and I will let you die happily."

After a pause, Tan Weiran said in confusion: "Why do you know my Nine Tribulation Thunder Sword?"

The deep man's face was pale. He was a smart man. He was from a wealthy family, so he didn't want to be tortured. Hearing this, he said in a strange trembling voice: "Are you not a member of the Tan family in the Miaoyinhuanghuang Realm? The Nine Tribulations Thunderyin Sword is the highest inheritance of the Tan family and a secret that only a few direct descendants can achieve."

Tan Weiran rubbed his face and thought: "I said, how could he practiced the wrong direction back then? It turned out that what was passed down from the main vein was the Nine-Chamber Thunder Hidden Sword, not the Nine-Chamber Thunder Sound Sword."

The deep man looked at him strangely, thinking that the masked man in front of him was an important member of the Tan family, but it didn't seem to resemble him.

Tan Weiran laughed: "You are strange? Nothing strange. If you are right, the Tan family in Miaoyin Huangdi Realm is the Tan family's legitimate lineage. I come from the Tan family branch. However, my identity is low and the branch I am in is too remote. So, I only know that there is a legitimate lineage, and I don't know that the legitimate lineage is the Tan family in Miaoyin Huangdi Realm."

This man almost vomited blood, from a branch? Is the Tan family so powerful? There are such a powerful guys in just one branch?

"Yang Desheng, a name that seems to be similar." Tan Weiran grabbed his scalp and thought, suddenly turned his head in surprise, looked at it, and suddenly realized: "It's you!"

Yang Desheng was confused, Tan Weiran did not explain, looked up at the sky, and saw a trace of fish belly turning white in the sky, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "This is really... a coincidence."

In a certain allusion, the family that obtained the Five Elements Hunyuan Gong was the head of Yang Desheng, who led the family to rise up and become a wealthy family.

No wonder he is cunning. He does have the ability to lead a family to rise.

Tan Weiran felt a little fun and clasped his fists seriously and said, "I have long admired my name! I saw you today and my reputation is worthy."

After asking clearly, Tan Weiran sank into the old man's throat with a sword, slashing him to the other side of his body and head. Then, he raised his sword and pointed at Yang Desheng.

Yang Desheng looked dead and gasped, "Can you let me see what you look like?"

Tan Weiran smiled and pulled the scarf below and jokingly said, "What, do you still want to take revenge? Welcome to take revenge."

A face that is absolutely young, no more than eighteen years old, is still handsome even though it is a bit strangely dark.

Yang Desheng was stunned. He didn't know whether he was furious or something, but he jumped up like crazy and blew blood on Tan Weiran's body.

A sword flew across his throat and took his head off.

Tan Weiran used to twisting the residual soul, then rubbed his hands and annihilated it, thinking: "So, Tianji Camp is really bad, it actually plays the role of killing people and robbing treasures."

It is not that the Yang family can predict that the Feng family has treasures by several worlds. It is because the Tianji Camp has branches locally, and the branch found out that the Feng family has treasures, and the head of this branch is surnamed Yang, and comes from the Yang family.

According to Yang Desheng's explanation, this is not once or twice.

From the small to the big, Tianji Camp's foundation is now unclear.

After glanced at him, Tan Weiran sniffed the fresh river breeze in the morning: "Okay, there are two missing people who are snatching me from the Five Elements Hunyuan Gong."

This time, it was an accident that I got the news about the main lineage of the family.

Tan Weiran did not deceive Yang Desheng. The Tan family in the North Sea deserted Realm was a branch. He knew this, so he asked Wang Tie to tell Tan Lin Xiong that day, but he did not suggest going anywhere. Anyway, he could return to the Tan family's legitimate lineage at the most time.

The Tan family in Miaoyin Huangdi is the legitimate lineage, and he really doesn't know.

He quickly threw this out of his mind. It was not his turn to consider this matter. Instead, there was a news from the confession that Yang Desheng gave interesting to him.

The fifth master of the Feng family, who is the direct master, is in private recruiting guards.

Tan Weiran rubbed his chin and felt uneasy. In a moment of thought, he thought of a good way to get into the Feng family.

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