Each generation had its own geniuses, each leading for centuries. This was fate.
The Divine Dragon's Bitter Life was once a legend of an era, a star in the sky, an unreachable existence.
However, his era was coming to an end, just like how he once ended the Azure Dragon, Mo Qingdi, who entered the Heavenly Axiom before him.
However, he did not expect that today would be the day of his end, and that the person who ended him would be Mo Qingdi's junior brother, Fang Yan, whom he had once ended. He ended Mo Qingdi for his junior brother, and in the end, he was ended by Mo Qingdi's junior brother. Was this not fate?
"I've lost," the Divine Dragon said in a low voice.
How solemn was this sentence?
He admitted his failure and the end of his era with his own mouth.
When he said this, the old god was dead, and a new god was to be established.
Hua Xia, another martial arts star, rose. The moment she appeared, she shocked the world with her dazzling display.
Fang Yan of the Water Overflow State defeated the Heavenly Axiom State Bitter Life, and a new dragon was born.
"Master!" Gongsun Qi screamed.
He had always disapproved of this battle, because he did not want Fang Yan to be injured or Fang Yan to die.
Yes, in his heart, the Master's Bitter Life was the most powerful existence. Fang Yan, who had just entered the Water Overflow State, was no match for him. If this battle was carried out, the only outcome would be Fang Yan's defeat.
What he did not expect was that the person who lost was his own master.
How could the person who was like a god in his heart lose? How could he lose to Fang Yan?
All sorts of feelings welled up in his heart. It was as if something was stuck in his heart, so oppressive that he could not breathe, causing him to be unable to say a word.
The Divine Dragon nodded at Gongsun Qi and said with a smile, "Victory and defeat are common in war, why do you have to act like a little girl? I'm old, and I've lost. That's why young people like you should work harder. "
Gongsun Qi straightened his back and said in a clear voice, "This disciple will follow Master's instructions."
Ye Rou didn't expect the battle to end so quickly. She also didn't expect the Divine Dragon to say that he had lost after jumping out of the Easter egg. Even with her cultivation and eyesight, she couldn't see through everything.
However, she liked the honesty of the Dragon God's hard work.
She still did not like the Dragon God, but her impression of him had changed.
She cupped her fists at the Dragon God. It was a way for martial artists to show their respect.
Fang Yan appeared.
He appeared behind the position where the Dragon God was struggling to stand.
"Thank you, Mr. Dragon God." Fang Yan was equally apologetic and said gratefully.
"I didn't. This kind of thing cannot be allowed to happen. " The Divine Dragon tried his best to correct Fang Yan's mistake with a serious expression. He asked, "What's the name of that move?"
"Flooding Jinshan," Fang Yan said aloud.
"Flooding Jinshan, what a good name." The Dragon God smiled and asked, "Did you name it yourself?"
"I named it myself."
"I know your family has a long history of learning. It's a good thing to read more. Only by reading more can you gain knowledge, and only with knowledge can you get a good name. Otherwise, our martial arts heritage would be left with names like 'Black Bull Leaning on Black Tiger Digging Heart' and 'Lazy Donkey Rolling Around'. How would we have the face to meet our martial arts predecessors? "The Dragon God said emotionally. "It's not an injustice that I lost to your Flooding Jinshan this time. I originally thought that your real body was inside the Jinshan, but you used a camouflage on me. You still stayed outside the Jinshan, and only I was wrapped up by Shui Zhang. My sword also missed. When I missed my strike, you already had the chance to win in one strike. Unfortunately, you didn't do anything. "
"So, I lost." The Dragon God looked at Fang Yan sincerely and said, "I lost wholeheartedly. Your character and bearing are far better than ordinary people. "
Fang Yan bowed slightly and said, "You flatter me, Mr. Dragon God."
The Dragon God looked at Fang Yan with a gratified expression and said, "With a younger generation, martial arts is not lonely. Gongsun Qi, you have such an excellent companion. This is the best thing in your life. You will understand in the future. You should learn from Fang Yan and break through as soon as possible. "
"Yes, Master." Gongsun Qi replied respectfully.
The Dragon God did not even look at Black Dragon Li Nanxun and Green Dragon Mo Qingdi. His eyes were calm and gentle as he looked at Fang Yan. He sighed softly and said, "It's said that fists and feet have no eyes, but after all, it's still the nature of one's heart. In the past, I didn't think I did anything wrong. But today, your behavior has made me feel ashamed. "
A green light flashed, and the divine dragon's struggling body was scanned from top to bottom by that green light.
His body trembled violently, and then he fell to the ground on his butt.
"This body's cultivation base has been crippled, and from now on, I am a commoner." The Dragon God looked at Fang Yan and said, "I will pay back the debt I owe."
"Mr. Dragon God …" Fang Yan panicked and rushed over to help the Dragon God up from the ground. "You don't have to do this."
The Dragon God shook his head, and his rosy cheeks instantly aged. Without that energy and spiritual support, he was just an old man over seventy years of age.
"If I don't do this, I won't be able to calm my mind." The Dragon God grinned. "You know what kind of danger a Heavenly Dao expert will encounter when they find it hard to calm their mind. I've been glorious, I've existed, and there are legends about me everywhere. Life is full of different forms, and every kind of life should be enjoyed at least once. I'm old now. Wouldn't it be more interesting to go back to plow the fields and grow vegetables? "
Fang Yan was stunned for a while, and was deeply impressed by the Dragon God's breadth of mind. He said, "Then I'll be a vegetable thief. Mr. Dragon God, you must take good care of the courtyard."
"Haha, welcome. Welcome. "The Dragon God patted Fang Yan's shoulder with great effort and laughed out loud.
"Master …" Gongsun Qi's eyes were red as he knelt beside the Dragon God. His tears were about to fall. He never thought that his master's way of doing things would be so extreme.
Besides, Fang Yan's family had three Heavenly Dao, and the only Heavenly Dao expert on his side had crippled his martial arts. What if Fang Yan bullied him in the future? His woman had already begun to bully him.
"Gongsun Qi, help me up." The Dragon God said with great effort.
With the help of Fang Yan and Gongsun Qi, the Dragon God was helped up from the ground with great effort.
"Let's go." The Dragon God waved his hand and said, "Let's go back and plant vegetables."
"Yes. Master. "
The master and disciple's figures walked away, but Fang Yan still did not regain his senses.
"He's an admirable old man." Ye Rou stood behind Fang Yan and said aloud.
"Yes. In fact, he doesn't have to do this. "Fang Yan sighed.
Fang Yan suddenly turned around and hugged Ye Rou in his arms. He used all his strength, as if he wanted to rub her body into his own.
"We can get married." Fang Yan said excitedly in Ye Rou's ear, "You don't have to be a widow anymore."
"I never planned to be a widow." Ye Rou said.
"What do you mean?"
"If he wants to kill you, I will kill him." Ye Rou said calmly.
"This is the final battle."
"I don't care if this is the final battle."
"Then my reputation will be ruined."
"I can kill all the people on this place."
"…"
Fang Yan secretly felt lucky for Gongsun Qi. If Ye Rou killed him first, he probably would not have much power to fight back.
A woman's heart was unfathomable. It was really unfathomable.
"Pfft."
The transparent puppy glanced at Fang Yan and Ye Rou who were hugging each other and spat a mouthful of saliva at Fang Yan.
"I'm hugging my wife, do you have a problem with that?" Fang Yan glared at him unhappily.
"Pfft."
The transparent puppy spat at Fang Yan again, then ran to Ye Rou's pants with its mouth, signaling her to stay away from Fang Yan and not to hug him.
"How dare you steal my woman!" Fang Yan was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to fight with the transparent puppy.
Mo Qing Di's spear was not fast, but each spear was like a thunderbolt, making it very difficult for people to deal with.
At their level, the choice of weapon was not important. Just like how Fang Yan could defeat the Dragon God with his Demon Slaying Sword, it was the same principle.
They were playing with their state of mind. When your reaction speed could not keep up with your state of mind and mind, you had no chance of fighting back when faced with a massacre.
However, Mo Qing Di still subconsciously felt that it was best not to let Mo Qing Di hold a spear.
He knew this was a dangerous way of thinking because he was afraid. The more he feared, the more likely he was to fail. Fear was a demon in the heart. When the demon took control of your heart, it would be difficult for you to display your true strength.
Mo Qing Di had been hailed as the best spear in the world twenty years ago. The silver spear in his hand was like a god descending to the mortal world, almost unstoppable.
Dark Dragon Li Nanxun had wanted to intercept and kill him on the way over the "Tai Chi Diagram", but he had not expected to be stabbed in the face.
Dark Dragon Li Nanxun burned with rage when he remembered the gaping hole in his face.
It was a scar, a humiliation.
Even though Mo Qing Di's tendons had been broken by his junior, the Dragon God, and he had become a cripple, it was still difficult to dispel the ferocity in his heart.
Dark Dragon's body sprinted towards Mo Qing Di. With each step he took, an afterimage appeared in the air. By the time he was one step away from Mo Qing Di, the air was already filled with the shadows of dark dragons, as if there were countless black robes fighting with Mo Qing Di.
His real body was at the forefront, the long sword in his hand emitting a faint buzzing sound like that of insects.
Old drunkard Mo Qing Di's eyes were solemn, then he thrust his spear at an illusory figure on his left.
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