Chapter 1151 Good Boy, Come and Accept My Inheritance

"Good boy!" The existence in the darkness drank another cup: "Guan once rode thousands of miles alone, passed five stages, and killed six generals!"

Even worse!

If it was another god, facing this power and hearing such words, I am afraid that I would be frightened and dare not stand up.

But Bai Zhaoyun...

"Haha!" Bai Zhaoyun heard someone pretending to be aggressive in front of him, but he got more into the mood, and laughed loudly: "So what about riding alone for thousands of miles, I, Bai Zhaoyun, hold a sword and cross the world!"

"I, Bai Zhaoyun, once frightened millions of teachers away alone!"

The force on Bai Zhaoyun's body became stronger and stronger, and the sword current flowed all over his body, and the roar was endless.

The white clothes are agitated, and the appearance is amazing!

"Okay, okay, happy! It's been a long time since I saw someone who can compete with a certain Guan!" The voice of that existence was full of happiness.

It's been a long time since I saw someone who can have a good drink with me and pretend to be aggressive together.

The young man in front of him is as powerful as himself!

"Guan has one or three younger brothers, who are invincible in the world!" The voice of the Huaxia Martial Saint was full of nostalgia: "Taking the head of an enemy general from a million troops is like searching for something. He once roared and smashed Dangyang Bridge!"

This sentence is very profound.

If ordinary people listen to it, they just think that his third brother is amazing.

But in fact, this is the highest level of pretense.

What's the point of boasting.

Look at my third brother, so powerful, he is still ranked third!

The third child is already so powerful, so how can I be worse?

This is the highest state of pretense. Don't say how powerful you are, but you can imperceptibly elevate yourself, making people subconsciously fear yourself.

But Bai Zhaoyun laughed loudly: "You have a third brother, and I also have a third brother!"

"My third younger brother, although he doesn't say he is invincible, he once stepped on the king of hell, and Crowley was at his feet, begging endlessly!"

"My third brother once faced Lucifer alone, and Lucifer backed up again and again!"

"My third brother, how is it compared to your third brother!"

The Huaxia Martial Saint was silent for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Not bad, not bad! You and my third brother are both so strong! We really are destined!"

"But speaking of myself, Guan once beheaded Yan Liang and Wen Chou, and his green dragon sword shocked the world!"

Bai Zhaoyun doesn't drink very much himself, it's rare to meet someone who dares to act aggressive in front of him at this time, so he started acting aggressive and drank a few more sips.

But fortunately, this kind of turbid wine does not have a high alcohol content, so it cannot be compared with Lin Fan's Dionysian Spring.

Otherwise, Bai Zhaoyun would have passed out by this time.

But just like this, Bai Zhaoyun became more and more excited at this time, drunk, and his condition was getting better and better, and his whole body was getting stronger and stronger: "Hahaha, so what about killing Yan Liang and Wen Chou, I almost killed Lucifer with a sword, if it weren't for me The first blade in his hand... that mere original sin of arrogance is nothing more than a sword!"

"You have the Azure Dragon Saber...Although I don't have any weapons at hand, my name, the White Sword God, resounds throughout the Kingdom of God!"

"Oh? White Sword God?" The Chinese Martial God laughed loudly: "Guan also has many names, General of the Five Tigers! Martial Lord of Han Shouting! Chinese Martial Saint!"

"I, Bai Zhaoyun, am not talented. I'm just the number one sword god in Lieyang Kingdom, the strongest genius in history, and the ninth holy knight in the future!" Bai Zhaoyun took another sip!

The two were so angry that they were on par!

"I have an elder brother who is kind-hearted and considers the world as his own responsibility. He is determined to help the Han Dynasty!"

"I have a master who is erudite and wise, treats students as children, and only wants to be full of peaches and plums!"

"It's a pity that I was harmed by villains and lost to Maicheng!"

"It just so happened that Guan's right arm was injured, it's a shame!"

"It's a pity that in order to save my junior brother, I had to face the giant sea beast alone... and it happened that I, Bai Zhaoyun, was bitten by the first blade, otherwise, the giant sea beast would only need one sword!"

"Guan looks at the heroes of the world, and puts in bids to sell them all!"

"I, Bai Zhaoyun, see all the gods in the God Realm, all they need is one sword!"

The more the two talked, the more they felt like each other.

After all, even life experiences are so similar.

Bai Zhaoyun's eyes were full of praise for the other party.

It had been a long time since he had been able to pretend so happily.

Meet your opponent!

The Huaxia Martial Saint in the dark looked at the young man's figure, and his eyes were also full of approval.

This person is the same as himself, full of courage and unparalleled loyalty!

And most importantly, they are all heroes!

It's no wonder that the young man lost to the giant sea beast before. It turned out that he fought against the arrogant original sin Lucifer, and almost killed Lucifer with a single sword!

That was the original sin of arrogance. Guan Yu had participated in the war against hell with his elder brother and third younger brother. He had faced Amy, the king of hell, and knew how powerful that fallen angel was.

This is really, you will meet a good talent!

for a while.

In the heart of this Huaxia Martial Saint, he suddenly felt sympathetic to each other.

Heroes cherish heroes!

"Guan's Green Dragon Saber once scared the heroes of the world!"

"I, Bai Zhaoyun, have never used a sword, because no one is worthy of my sword!"

This is a battle between lanes.

Bai Zhaoyun talked more and more vigorously, completely letting go of himself.

Until he drank too much and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the sleeping boy, at the end of the corridor, a lifelike statue seemed to have brilliance flowing in its eyes.

"One sword almost killed Lucifer... This kind of strength deserves to be a successor of Guan."

"especially."

"He's full of heroism!"

"Whether it's strength or swordsmanship, it doesn't matter to Guan."

"Guan is admired by the world because of his heroism!"

"Only with a heroic spirit can you inherit Guan's saber technique and saber intent!"

"This kid is full of heroism, comparable to Guan, he is really the best successor!"

"The most important thing is that there is an aura from the East on him, haha, being able to be favored by other Eastern Martial Gods is enough to show that this kid is excellent."

"This son has a predestined relationship with Guan and Huaxia!"

"Chitu, how about this person as your new master?"

Next to the statue, a slightly illusory blood-red horse neighed, its human eyes full of approval.

Obviously, it was also impressed by the excellence of the new owner.

At this time, Bai Zhaoyun had no idea what he was about to experience.

I do not know how long it has been.

After drinking, Bai Zhaoyun woke up in a daze, looked at the surrounding environment, and fell into a moment of confusion.

Who am I, where am I, what have I done before...

Bai Zhaoyun looked at the stone tablet in front of him, and suddenly shuddered: "Is this the resting place of the Eastern Martial God, Martial Saint Guan Yu?"

He had no memory of what he was doing before he was drunk.

I just remember that I was dragged into the sea by sea beast believers, and then...

For a moment, Bai Zhaoyun was extremely nervous, and immediately turned to the darkness at the end and said: "Senior interrupted, junior is leaving, I'm leaving now..."

"Hahahaha, kid, do you want to leave now?" In the darkness, there was a rough laughter.

Bai Zhaoyun's heart tightened suddenly.

But I heard laughter came from the darkness again.

"Congratulations, you have passed Guan's test, Guan, you are recognized!"

"Come on, accept a certain inheritance, and become Guan's successor!"

Bai Zhaoyun looked confused: "Huh?"

"no……"

Bai Zhaoyun didn't remember what he had done at all, and was very confused right now.

I did nothing.

How the hell did you recognize me.

Inexplicable!

At the moment, Bai Zhaoyun felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had woken up when he was facing that poet, wine and sword fairy, and somehow heard the other party let him in to accept the inheritance...

"Senior," Bai Zhaoyun hesitated for a long time, "I'm just a sixth-level performance god, why don't you think about it?"

"Hahaha, boy, you are quite good at joking!"

"The god of sixth-order performance, how can he almost kill Lucifer with a single sword!?"

"How can you talk about being a hero while drinking with Guan?"

"With a heroic spirit, how can he be on par with Guan Mou?"

The laughter grew louder in the darkness, "Don't talk too much, Guan's remnant soul won't wake up for long. It's rare to meet such an outstanding and heroic junior like you. Come up quickly."

"Guan gave you the inheritance, and from then on, you will be a master of both swords and swords, and the world will rule!"

Bai Zhaoyun scratched his head.

It just feels weird.

Why do these oriental gods of war want to let themselves be their heirs at every turn?

Could it be... Is he really so good?