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Chapter 91 True Dragon Bloodline(2/2)

He suddenly felt that his previous judgment was a bit too arbitrary.

Already.

Luo Guanta may bring surprises!

At this moment, Luo Guan had arrived outside the thatched cottage. After a brief pause, he reached out and pushed the door open.

call--

The robe was blowing in the wind, and the black hair was blowing behind his head. He squinted his eyes, and a few small blood stains appeared on his face.

But in the blink of an eye, this small wound healed automatically and no blood flowed out.

After getting used to the sudden surge of pressure from the sword breath storm, Luo Guan took a deep breath and stepped into it.

Rumble——

At this moment, it felt like thousands of thunders were erupting in my ears, and it was as if it was real, and I was caught in a storm. The terrifying sword breath was tearing violently, and there were bursts of stinging pain all over my body. Even a strong martial artist in the Lingyun realm would be torn into pieces in an instant.

smash.

Luo Guan finally saw the strongest man in Imperial College, the dean who had been in seclusion - he had white beard and hair, sitting on the bed, with black iron ropes wrapped around his body, runes flowing on the surface, each one sinking deep into the ground

, thereby trapping the violent sword breath.

Now, the runes on the surface of the black iron rope were extremely dim. It had obviously reached the limit of endurance and would be wiped out by the terrifying sword breath. He was looking at Luo Guan, his eyes were like the deep sea, and the shadow of the sword roared in it, stretching across a hundred thousand miles!

"Disciple, pay homage to the dean!" Luo Guan saluted.

Strictly speaking, the strength of the qi and blood in his body is slightly weaker than that of the Heaven-Stepping Realm. The reason why he is safe and sound is because the power of the Emperor's Sword is natural and can suppress all swordsmanship in the world.

The dean nodded, "Let's get started."

"Please let go of your consciousness and no matter what happens, don't resist..."

"Hahahaha, what's so scary about me? Just let it go and do whatever you want!"

"Then, the disciple is offended!"

Luo Guan stepped forward, raised his hand and pointed at the dean.

"Teacher, please start."

"Um."

The mighty imperial sword breath surged out like a tide and poured into the dean's body. His expression suddenly changed slightly. As the current imperial sword holder, the dean can be said to be the secret of the nine-story stone door of the sword tower in the imperial capital.

The one who knows best.

What's more, his current state was caused by over-borrowing the power of the sword tower with his sword back then.

Therefore, Luo Guan's sword breath poured into his body, and he felt a sense of familiarity. Deep in his heart, the confusion that had always been lingering finally found an explanation.

It turned out to be like this...

No wonder, after Luo Guan entered the sword tower, his performance was astonishing.

The dean suddenly laughed, not just because the sword energy was pouring into his body and he was quickly repairing it, and he was about to collapse.

What's more, he discovered that Diwu had been searching hard for four hundred years and finally found "its" true owner.

Emperor Wu has a successor!

And this person is very satisfied, how can he not be ecstatic from the bottom of his heart?

Half an hour later, Luo Guan stopped his hand and stepped back. Looking at the dean's expression, he knew that he had noticed.

In fact, Xuangui reminded him of this before taking action.
Chapter completed!
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