After a moment's silence, he said, "For this part, you and I have nothing to say, everyone has their own reason, and no one wants to stand firm in the name of righteousness."

Xu Beiyou smiled, "The great name of righteousness is never between you and my words, nor the size of your fist, it lies in the emperor's back, and it lies in the world's eternal melodious mouth."

The dust did not refute it, saying, "It is true that the great righteousness is so, but the vendetta is not used, but today I am not a real person in Daomen, but a father, a husband, for my son, and for my wife."

Xu Beiyou said, “The great righteousness is reasonable, and the private hatred has no reason to speak.”Whether or not someone Xu is for great righteousness, Fu Zhongtian is always dead, because Xu died, this is the revenge of the real people, this is a private revenge, revenge, to complain, this is the right truth."

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"Before I came here, I had specifically learned about your deeds, although you came from the sword, but you are not like the sword people to act, but more like the Confucian children, everything must pay attention to a rule, that the biggest thing under the world is not force, but the rules and truth, really my appetite."If it were not for the present, I might be able to make an affair with you.”

Xu Beiyou said: "Xu thanks the big real people to carry love."If there is no Fu Zhongtian thing, the younger generation is also willing to make friends with the nobles of the predecessors.But Fu Zhongtian took the way of death on his own, if Fu Zhongtian did not betray the Daqi court, even if the two do not want to help, or justly resigned to leave, return to the door, Xu will not treat him as their own master, but he is a court of law, acting in a rebellion.In the argument, he failed to live up to the cultivation of the Queen Mother Lin, and the theory was that he was unfaithful and unjust, and the Fa was a transgression, and it should be ridiculed.He is damned, he is worthy of love, and since the real man also agrees with the rules and principles Xu said, he should know that this matter is unreasonable."

The dust said, “In axiom, I have nothing to say, in my own right, but I have to say and have to say it.”

Xu Beiyou nodded, then patted the crotch between the waist and smiled: "The truth is in the mouth, the truth is in the heart of the people, and the truth is also in my waist."

The dust is no longer spoken.

This time he went down the mountain, only one purpose, for the son of revenge, after all, his own soaring opportunity has been broken, and the loss of life is serious, the end of life is the matter of these years, the only son who inherited the incense has also died, is undoubtedly the last of his thoughts.

As the dust himself said, if he is still soaring, his son will die, after all, he can prove eternal life, why must children spread incense, for a son who is dead to bet on his ascent opportunity, it is not worth it.However, if the opportunity to fly is cut off, the son is asked to inherit the incense, which is also the reason why the two people wanted to give birth to a son at the age of Kōzi, in order to prevent the future.

As a result, now both are broken, and they are soon killed, rather than sitting down and ending up, it is better to use this ascetic cultivation in practice.

So he and the dust came to this place.

He did not dare to expect to kill Xu Beiyou by virtue of his own, but he hoped to leave enough serious injuries to Xu Beiyou, and in the future, someone will naturally help them complete the wish that cannot be completed.

The big sleeves fluttered with dust and waved large sleeves, and suddenly a huge golden palm appeared between heaven and earth, and suddenly fell toward Xu Beiyou.

Xu Beiyou did not shy away, let this palm like a small mountain size hit on his own body, followed by this huge gold palm from the air machine illusion, Xu Beiyou reappeared in the field of vision of dust.

The dust looked at the white light around Xu Beiyou's body, and suddenly said: "It was the Buddha's big bottle, full of no time, such as the bottle does not leak, it is a person who can fight with autumn leaves."

Between the words, another golden hand came out of nowhere, and caught him in the north, trying to catch him.

However, this time, Xu Beiyou is no longer indifferent, hanging on his waist of the fairy suddenly sword, the golden hand from the waist cut off.

Since Xu Beiyou got that Tianmen opportunity, the realm was repaired for a day and a thousand miles, and no longer had to deliberately close the sheath to keep the sword, and now he has no other thing, that is, one person and one sword.

However, people are the great sword fairy on the 18th floor and is expected to be on the 18th floor, and the sword is the fairy sword, which is the first to attack the heavy weapon in the world.

Such a man with a sword is a well-deserved cross-section of the world.

From beginning to end, Xu Beiyou just stood by the sword, did not hold the sword, and did not produce the sword, and the dust knew that it was only futile to test it again, simply double sleeves, above this sea of clouds, two huge dragons were born out of thin air, and the world was like two dragons turning over the river into the sea, for the sake of harming the world.

Xu Bei looked at the scene in front of him and said a "good" word, and finally reached out and held the sword hilt of the fairy around his waist.

For the sword repair, whether there is a sword in the hand is different.

For Xu Beiyou, whether to hold the sword or not is also a world apart.

Originally full of fairy Buddha, the dust said is more like a Confucian child Xu North tour, after holding the sword, the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed.

Rigent, straight, killing, overbearing, and leaving no room.

This is sword repair.

No matter how to talk about rules and truth, in the final analysis, he is still a sword repair, and all his rules and principles will eventually fall on one of his swords.

The dust hands push forward.

The two dragons moved.

One left and one right, hit the north tour of Xu in the middle position.

Xu Beiyou finally drew his sword, and the fairy gently swiped in front of him, and the sword front drew a half round.

Sword two, the prescription is round.

Under the sword, the smoke disappears.

The means of an eighteen-thfloor earth fairy, so dissipated in the invisible, and even the final aftershock ripples disappeared cleanly.

The dust sleeves shook, strode forward, and shouted, “Good means!”

Then a sleeve hit the head.

The north frowned slightly, and the sword stood in front of him.

Two collisions, Xu Beiyou can not eat the weight of the sleeve between the thousands of gravity, the whole person had to retreat back more than ten feet of distance, until the strength completely dispersed, only to be able to stand again.

Xu Beiyou did not rush to return, softly said: "Qiankun sleeves, sleeves hidden in the sleeves, under the weight pressure of a small thousand worlds, even if it is the 18th floor of the most powerful realm martial, I am afraid can not completely carry."

The dust looked at the young man's hand and said indifferently, "But you didn't just carry it?"The Wufu on the 18th floor is probably not your opponent either."

The face of Xu Beiyou was calm, no joy, no sorrow, and no answer.

The dust continued, "But it's hard if you want to outdo me unscath, or even kill me."