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Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Sima Muhan directly touched the purple lightning.
At the moment of contact, the purple lightning in front of Du Shaofu immediately retracted and dissipated into his body. Under the mask, there was a helpless smile in his eyes.
"You bastard, didn't you want to fight with me? I'm standing in front of you now. Touch me and you'll see!"
Sima Muhan angrily rushed in front of Du Shaofu. Just as the purple lightning disappeared, the look in her eyes became even more determined.
"I …"
Looking at the angry girl in front of him, Du Shaofu was also stunned. He didn't know what to do.
This situation caught Du Shaofu off guard. He wasn't prepared at all.
"You bastard, do you think I don't know who you are just because you're wearing a mask? Do you still think you can do it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Sima Muhan was furious. Her pink fist directly smashed into Du Shaofu's chest. With this punch, although she did not use profound qi, it still caused Du Shaofu's body to retreat a step.
"You still have the Seven Sky Shadow Sword!"
The pink fist landed again. Du Shaofu took another step back in the air.
"You still have the Grass of Immortality!"
The pink fist landed again. Du Shaofu took a third step back.
"You bastard, why didn't you appear when you didn't die? You're still Qiao Feng? I'll make you Qiao Feng!"
"You made everyone sad. You're really a bastard. Do you know how sad Martial Granduncle and I are? Do you know that everyone is worried about you?!"
"Have you ever thought about everyone's feelings?!"
"I hate you!"
"You bastard, you're a big bastard!"
Sima Mu Ha shouted as both of her hands landed on her white jade-like wrists. The bracelets that were shining with white light collided with each other, constantly emitting pleasant sounds. The anger in her angry purple eyes dissipated a little with every time her fists landed. Then, her eyes became moist, and her eyes were filled with tears.
After the last punch landed, her delicate body stood in front of Du Shaofu. Two lines of sparkling tears flowed down her cheeks. Her eyes were filled with tears.
This scene caused countless gazes to be filled with astonishment. Sima Muhan, the Eldest Miss of the Ancient Heaven Sect, one of the top geniuses of the Central Continent, was actually crying in front of Qiao Feng …
"Senior Sister Muhan, what's wrong? Could it be that Qiao Feng is Senior Sister Muhan's lover?"
"I've never heard of Senior sister Muhan having a lover?"
On the Ancient Heaven Sect's Square, all disciples were stunned.
"Muhan seems seems to know Qiao Feng?"
On a mountain peak not far away, many of the Ancient Heaven Sect's experts looked on in shock, and they were confused by what was happening.
"Could it really be …"
The light in Sima Ta Xing's glass-like eyes became more and more dazzling.
"Chi …"
Under the mask, Du Shaofu's eyes were also a little moist. He extended his hand to catch the two drops of tears that were dripping down her beautiful face and held them in his fist. Then, he extended his hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes and said, "I'm really a bastard. I made my master sad for me, made you sad, and made everyone who cares about me sad. I really am a bastard …"
As his voice fell, mysterious runes flashed on Du Shaofu's purple soft armor. The purple soft armor turned into runes and disappeared, revealing a purple robe.
Du Shaofu raised his hand and took off the purple mask that had been on his face …
At this moment, below the Lightning Guiding Platform, outside the space-time array, countless eyes were fixed on it.
Du Yunlong, Du Xiaoman, the Silver-winged Demon Condor, Ye Piaoling, Qiangu Yu, and the disciples of the Ancient Heaven Sect were all holding their breaths and trembling.
Stone, Lin Weiqi, Dongli Diao, Sun Wu, and the other disciples of the Seven Star Hall were all nervous and expectant. They had never seen the true face of the Young Hall Master.
Du Xiaoyao stood on Du Xiaoman's shoulder. Her golden eyes revealed a slight smile as she said softly, "This guy is really a bastard …"
On the Divine Thunder Platform, Dongli Chihuang, Ninefold Spirit, Nameless, Cheng Sheng-nan, Jiang Ruolin, and Du Xiaoqing were all looking at each other.
They were all curious about the true face under the mask.
The mask was slowly taken off. Under the slightly scattered black hair, a young face of about twenty years old appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
That face was young, but it looked more resolute and determined than his peers. His eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were clear …
"Boom …"
At this moment, under the Lightning Platform, countless pairs of eyes looked at the purple-robed youth and suddenly froze. Countless people's bodies were trembling.
Outside the space-time array in the Divine Thunder Mountain Range, on the sixth peak, pairs of eyes trembled as if they had been electrocuted.
Elder Gu Qingyang's face was lifeless. In his clear eyes, it was as if he had lost his mind. The determined face in the space-time array made him completely stunned.
"Martial Uncle Du, that's Martial Uncle Du!"
"The Seven Star Hall's Weapon Emperor, Qiao Feng, is Martial Uncle Du."
"That Qiao Feng isn't Senior Sister Muhan's lover, he's Martial Uncle Du!"
On the Ancient Sky Sect's Tianwu Square, the eyes of the Ancient Sky Sect's disciples trembled. At this moment, the purple-robed youth in the space-time array, who else could it be but Martial Uncle Du?
There was no one in the Ancient Heaven Sect who did not recognize the purple-robed man who had stepped onto the Divine Thunder Platform. Back then, it was Martial Uncle Du who had left behind a series of legends in the Ancient Heaven Sect. They had all personally witnessed just how domineering he was.
On a mountain peak not far from the Tianwu Square, the space froze and the eyes of the powerhouses trembled endlessly!
"Sect Master, it's him, it's Du, Du …"
After Protector Hao recovered from his shock, his gaze suddenly trembled as he looked at Sima Taxing beside him. As he spoke, his voice trembled and stuttered.
Sima Taxing Xing's gaze froze inside the space-time array. His body trembled, and then a smile gradually appeared on his handsome face.
"Hahahaha …"
That smile became more and more intense. In the end, a bright light shot out from his eyes and into the sky, shaking the entire Ancient Sky Sect. His laughter was like thunder that resounded through the sky.
On the Divine Lightning Platform, when that determined and resolute young face was revealed to the world at this moment …
On the Divine Thunder Platform, Cheng Sheng-nan's body trembled as if he had been electrocuted. His bright eyes shrank and his entire body became sluggish …
On the Divine Thunder Platform, Dongli Chihuang's gaze fiercely trembled and trembled. After a long time, there was a trace of coldness in his eyes. Then, intentionally or unintentionally, he looked at the fourth Divine Thunder Platform …
"Brother, my brother is still alive, my brother is still alive …"
On the fifth Divine Thunder Platform, Du Xiaoqing's body trembled as green and red flames danced in her ethereal eyes.
On the ninth Divine Thunder Platform, Zhu Xue's eyes rippled as she looked at the face above. Her eyes were a little moist, but they soon disappeared.
Then, a smile appeared on that delicate and beautiful face. It was a moving smile.
"Third Brother, it's Third Brother. The Du Family is very fortunate. It will prosper in the world!"
Du Yunlong shouted. Lightning flashed in his eyes and he looked ecstatic.
"Third Brother is really not dead. The Weapon Emperor Qiao Feng is Third Brother."
Du Xiaoman smiled. Her smile was beautiful, but at this moment, her bright eyes were moist.
"It's Third Brother, our Third Brother is still alive!"
The Du Family disciples raised their heads, and lightning flashed in their eyes.
"President, the Weapon Emperor Qiao Feng is the President."
"It's Eldest Brother!"
"It's Martial Uncle Du!"
Mo Wen, Ben Niu, Qiao Yingmeng, Ge Zong, Hao Bian, Feng Xiangyu, and the other Ancient Heaven Sect disciples all burst out in cheers after recovering from their shock. Their faces were filled with excitement as if they had won the lottery.
"That kid is Du Shaofu!"
Zhen Ling's eyes moved and a smile appeared on her face. She said softly, "He is indeed strong. It's good that I didn't fight with him."
"Brother Shaofu, that's my Brother Shaofu!"
In the Profound Talisman Sect, Guo Ming was shocked. Then, he cheered loudly, "Brother Shaofu is not dead. Great, I'm here. Brother Shaofu, do you see me …"
Below the Lightning Attraction Stage, Ye Piaoling, Qiangu Yu, Little Tiger, and the Silver-Winged Demonic Condor stared at the purple-robed young man. Their eyes were trembling.
Countless pairs of eyes looked at each other. Du Shaofu looked around the Thunder Attracting Platform, looking at the familiar and surprised gazes. He bowed slightly, and his purple robe fluttered. He said softly, "I am still alive, and I will not announce it to the world. I have no other choice. In the future, I will not let everyone worry."
As his voice fell, it echoed in the air. His voice was no longer hoarse.
As the familiar voice echoed in the ears, many people's eyes trembled with joy.
That young man had come back from the dead. They had regained what they had lost. Some people couldn't help but cry tears of joy.
"The Heavenly General Guard of the World Society greets the President!"
"The Heavenly Pivot Hall's Silver Condor greets the Hall Master!"
"Third Young Master!"
Below the Lightning Attraction Stage, many figures flew into the air. Powerful auras soared into the sky. They saluted and knelt down on one knee!
At this moment, all the eyes outside the space-time array in the Central Continent fell on the purple-robed man.
"Slap …"
On the Sixth Peak of the Divine Thunder Mountain Range, Elder Hu Sankun's shoulder was slapped hard by someone. The crisp sound almost made him fall off the mountain.
"Elder Qingyang, why did you hit me?" Elder Hu Sankun, who was in shock, immediately came back to his senses. He turned his head and stared at the person who had slapped him. It was Elder Gu Qingyang.
"I'm not dreaming. It's not a dream. That's my disciple. My disciple didn't die. Haha."
Elder Gu Qingyang laughed heartily, revealing his two front teeth. He excitedly hugged Elder Hu Sankun and gave him a fierce bite on his old face. He laughed heartily and said, "Did you see that? My disciple didn't die. The heavens have eyes, the heavens have eyes. I was wondering how that brat could be so strong. He even hit it off with me. He is my disciple, Shao Fu."
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