"What is your identity?"

"My identity?"

"Real identity."

Xiao Yun stared at Li Xiu, his appearance no longer as kind and kind as before, and a powerful oppressive force emerged on his old face.

Li Xiu was also looking at him, looking at him without any hesitation, and asked back: "What is my true identity when Deputy Sect Master Xiao thinks?"

Li Xiu's body was surrounded by a layer of sword light. No matter how huge the pressure was, it could not enter half a foot in front of him and was torn to pieces.

Xiao Yun's aura became stronger and stronger. Gradually, all the black clouds in the sky gathered together, forming a huge vortex that kept surging and changing shapes.

"I don't want to say some things too clearly."

Li Xiu said lightly: "If you can't say it too clearly, it's best not to say it."

This is very impolite, especially the person standing in front of him is the deputy head of Yunhai Pavilion. When someone hears it, he will definitely say that he is not polite.

But in terms of the scene in front of you, it seems very suitable.

Not abrupt.

Xing Qi took a step forward, and the heavy footsteps made the long street outside Zhenjun's mansion tremble.

A cold aura emerged from his body. The strength and killing of the war god who belonged to the Lingxiao Palace rushed straight into the sky, gathering and integrating with Xiao Yun's aura. There seemed to be a peerless evil spirit surging above the sky, and the domineering aura scattered around.

His eyes were cold and he stared straight at Li Xiu: "I am a person who doesn't like to go around the corner. If you have something to say, it seems to me that it is the best way to solve it if you have something to do, so there is no need for us to continue to procrastinate."

He walked to Li Xiu, and the two of them were only one step away, and the domineering aura swept around.

"You are Wei Xuanyuan's disciple."

As soon as this said, Yang Qi's gaze changed slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Mo. After staring for a while, he then looked at Li Xiu.

Is he a disciple of Wei Xuanyuan?

Yang Qi's eyes gradually narrowed, and he became more convinced of his guess.

Li Xiu's expression remained unchanged when he heard this, and at the same time he was guessing who Wei Xuanyuan was in their mouths. Seeing that he had not spoken, Lu's monument also came over and said in a deep voice: "Wei Xuanyuan was the leader of the sinful immortals back then. He was obviously one of the rare six-level great things in the fairy world. He had the secret technique of being unique to the world, but he was still unwilling to contribute to the fairy world. Instead, he also made several moves to obstruct the wars outside Huaiyu Pass, which almost lost control of the war between our three major sects outside Huaiyu Pass. It was the right choice for our ancestors to take action to kill them."

After hearing this, Li Xiu finally fully understood why their abnormality was. It was correct that these people regarded him as the son of the sinful fairy. If Wei Xuanyuan had expected it was good, he should be the exiled immortal.

But he still didn't say anything, but his eyebrows became cold and harsh.

This coldness and ruthlessness was just right in everyone's eyes.

The old chess king sighed at this time and said, "Since your identity has been revealed, you don't have to continue hiding. As a disciple of Wei Xuanyuan, it is natural to avenge your master. However, now the battle between the two realms of immortals is about to be fought. With your talent and strength, if we are willing to help, our chances of winning will be higher. I believe that even if your master is not dead, he will choose to join us in the face of such a choice."

"As for the grudges that year, it will not be too late to repay them after this great disaster."

By the time the old chess king finished speaking, Li Xiu could basically completely confirm his guess, but he didn't know how they judged that he was a disciple of the banished immortal.

He looked at Xiao Yun and asked, "How did you guess that I am Wei Xuanyuan's disciple?"

Asking this sentence means admitting it in disguise.

Yang Mo, who had never spoken on one side, said, "Do you remember what you and me said when you were at the gate of Zhenjun's Mansion?"

Li Xiu thought of the conversation that day, raised his eyebrows and said, "Taste?"

Yang Mo nodded and smiled, "Everyone has different tastes. If they have been in contact with each other for a long time, they will be contaminated with the other's smell. For example, I can smell a scent similar to Lord Zhenjun from Young Master Yang Qi. Not only do you have the taste, but you also have a special smell."

Li Xiu looked at him: "That day, you had already guessed that I was Wei Xuanyuan's disciple, so he asked me what I think of Yang Qi's plan."

The smile on Yang Mo's face became stronger. Without answering, he had already made accusation. Yang Qi also looked at Yang Mo. On that day, Yang Mo also told him about the smell of Li Xiu, but he lied to him that he couldn't remember it. It turned out that Yang Mo had known it for a long time.

From the beginning, everything was seen by Yang Hei Quan and was under control from beginning to end.

It was not until Li Xiu got the opportunity to end the ancient starry sky road and reached the fifth level of master that unexpectedly exceeded his control.

"I am worthy of being the one who follows Lord Zhenjun."

Li Xiu spoke, not sure whether it was praise or sarcasm.

Yang Mo didn't care. Over the years, he has always been called Yang Hei Dog, and his nature will naturally not change because of these or two sarcasm.

All the words have been talked about, and the atmosphere in the venue seems to have become more relaxed.

However, the sword intent on Li Xiu's body suddenly became sharp at this moment. He walked over to Xing Qi. The distance between the two was only one step away, so he took half a step forward.

The aura in his body soared into the sky like a sharp sword. In just a moment, it shattered the huge pressure that Xiao Yun and Xing Qi gathered together. This sword even cut the darkness in the sky, causing the moonlight to fall with the stars.

The city of Baidi is much brighter.

The begonia petals falling around me were also clearly visible.

Xing Qi stood there, feeling an extremely sharp sword stabbed towards his face. His expression changed slightly, and his terrifying fighting spirit came out of his body, shattering the oncoming sharp edge.

"What do you mean?"

His face became cold, and badness gradually appeared in his eyes when he looked at Li Xiu.

Xing Qi is the God of War in Lingxiao Palace, a strong man in the same era as Zhenjun, but he is now provoked by a younger generation.

The sound of the sword disappeared, everything in the courtyard calmed down, Li Xiu stood with a long body, without any change in his aura, as if the sword just now was not what he had slashed out.

He raised his head slightly and said calmly: "It's not interesting. The battle between the two realms is about to be fought. I naturally know what to do. And I have always done this. It's just that some words are better to say before. If there is anything else in the future, you might as well just say it."

"You can't suppress me with your power."
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