Chapter 1225 Bai Zhaoyun: I Won't Go to the Funeral

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A fisherman froze for a moment, then rushed up and grabbed the hand.

Pull it out!

"boom!"

A figure was pulled out from the still bouncing fish.

Those fishermen lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look directly, knelt on the ground and said loudly: "We offended the real one, please go back to the sea immediately!"

"Go back to the sea?" The figure frowned, and asked with some doubts: "I managed to get out alive, why did I go back?"

The fishermen were taken aback for a moment, then looked up.

next moment.

They all stared wide-eyed, looking at the boy in front of them in disbelief!

The handsome appearance is so familiar!

"White Sword God?"

"Is it the White Sword God?"

It was Bai Zhaoyun!

The popularity of Bai Zhaoyun, the number one sword god, is extremely high. At that moment, several fishermen recognized him immediately, and they were full of admiration.

"Ahem, you misidentified the person..." The young man took a step back quickly.

Those fishermen also reacted at this time, and while looking at the young man's face, they became suspicious.

"No... Wasn't the White Sword God killed by Lin Fan?"

"Wait, although he looks like the White Sword God, his appearance, temperament, and breath are completely different..."

"Isn't Bai Jianshen full of fierce sword energy? Why doesn't he have any sword energy on him, only saber energy?"

Although the boy in front of him looks very much like Bai Zhaoyun.

But with aura, it doesn't match up with that number one sword god at all!

According to the legend, the number one sword god is elegant and unrestrained, with a free and easy temperament, and is dressed in white clothes fluttering in the wind.

There is also a sword spirit, and when you are calm, you will stand tall and stand upright, with a sword rhyme flowing, and when you draw the sword, you will destroy the world!

As for the young man in front of him, although he looked equally handsome, he exuded an air of arrogance and domineering.

Just like a reckless man, standing there, there is a fighting spirit and power accumulating, as if he wants to draw his sword at any time!

He didn't even wear floating white clothes, only a green general robe agitated.

There is no sword energy on his body, only the undisguised sword intent, and it seems to be constantly gaining momentum!

The key is.

He held a broken giant blade in his hand. The giant blade was exaggerated in size, as if it was a long knife with a broken handle, and he held it in his hand as a battle knife.

Although it is rusty, it exudes a heavy meaning.

Under the rust, a green dragon can be vaguely seen across the blade, screaming upwards!

Obviously.

This is a sword god!

"Aren't you, White Sword God?" a fisherman whispered.

The boy froze for a moment, then seemed to understand something, and shook his head slightly: "No."

"That's right, you are a sword god, how could you be a white sword god?"

"Could it be another fan who intentionally has plastic surgery to look like the White Sword God because he worships the White Sword God?"

Although the fishermen said so, they were still respectful.

Because they can feel how amazing the sword intent emanating from the sword god in front of them is!

Most of their strengths were at the fifth and sixth ranks, but the saber god just stood there, and the saber aura in his body made them dare not breathe.

That saber intent is endless, piercing through the sky.

Behind the young man, there seemed to be a phantom of a long-bearded general!

That power even made them want to kneel down!

"The fifteenth-order high-level god, the sword god!"

"And he is by no means an ordinary sword god. His sword skills have reached the pinnacle!"

"I'm afraid it's on par with Bai Jianshen's swordsmanship!"

Those Gods of Casting Nets looked at the young man in front of them in horror. They really didn't expect that there would be such a powerful sword god!

"Aren't you from the Sun God Kingdom?" a fisherman said suddenly.

In fact, if this person is from the Lieyang Kingdom, then with the strength and age of this young man, it is impossible for them not to have heard of it.

It can be said that this is an existence comparable to the number one sword god Bai Zhaoyun!

"Lieyang Divine Kingdom..." Bai Zhaoyun frowned slightly, then shook his head suddenly: "No."

The fishermen suddenly understood: "That's right. By the way, why did you come out of the Perishing God Sea?"

Bai Zhaoyun didn't answer, but asked curiously: "By the way, you just said that Bai Zhaoyun... died in the sea of ​​perishing gods?"

"Yes!" The fishermen suddenly looked sad, "The damn devil apostle Lin Fan designed to kill Bai Zhaoyun, the number one sword god of the Lieyang Kingdom!"

"It's a pity, that Bai Zhaoyun is the strongest genius in history, so young, I didn't expect..."

"My Lieyang Divine Kingdom, the whole country is in grief!"

Bai Zhaoyun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "It's good to die, it's dead..."

Seeing the puzzled and even angry eyes of those fishermen, Bai Zhaoyun came back to his senses, and immediately roared up to the sky: "Why did you die so quickly, Bai Zhaoyun, I have traveled thousands of miles to challenge you, and I only regard you as my only enemy and my best friend. "

"I didn't expect you to die!"

"From then on, no one in the world will be my enemy! From then on, I see all the gods in the world are all peddlers!"

"God, you are unfair!"

Seeing that this person was so sad for Bai Zhaoyun's death, the fishermen were all moved by him. Apparently, this sword god whose strength is no less than Bai Jianshen's is Bai Zhaoyun's good friend.

Even these fishermen suddenly thought of why this terrifying sword god came out of the sea of ​​perishing gods.

He must have gone to help Bai Zhaoyun deal with that giant sea beast!

This kind of emotion is moving.

"The dead are gone, my condolences." A fisherman comforted.

In fact, Bai Zhaoyun couldn't hold back his laughter at this moment!

Himself, dead?

No, it should be said that the number one sword god is dead?

This is really...

That's great!

You must know that even though Bai Zhaoyun is the number one sword god in Lieyang Divine Kingdom, he is admired by thousands of people and is extremely honorable.

But as the number one sword god, he is under enormous pressure all the time!

The pressure of life and death!

And, the pressure of being exposed at any time and becoming the laughing stock of everyone!

He would rather die than become a clown stared at by countless disappointed eyes!

This is also the reason why he rushed into the deep sea with a sword, the monster of the one-faced sea. Sometimes, in that position, he couldn't help himself.

And at this time.

The first sword god is dead!

he is alive!

Bai Zhaoyun can finally get rid of her own identity!

This is almost the best ending.

After his death, the first sword god is still admired by all people, and he is still the hero in everyone's heart.

But he, Bai Zhaoyun, retreated with his whole body, waving his sleeves, not taking a cloud with him, leaving only legends in the rivers and lakes.

"Junior brother! Thank you!" Bai Zhaoyun silently clenched his fists, feeling extremely grateful to Lin Fan in his heart, and said in his heart: "If you don't invite me this time, I'm afraid I don't know how to get out!"

But facing the fishermen who comforted him, Bai Zhaoyun still said coldly: "Oh! That Lin Fan... is really despicable!"

"The damn devil apostle, he is more than that!" The fisherman's eyes were full of hatred, "He not only killed the number one sword god Bai Zhaoyun, but also made Situ Jue, the cornerstone of the country's protection, fall, and a hundred thousand soldiers, because of him The casualties were heavy!"

"besides."

"After he was caught..."

Bai Zhaoyun's expression changed suddenly, and he interrupted: "What? Lin Fan was arrested? Then..."

Bai Zhaoyun's heart twitched violently, but he still forcibly changed his style of painting, and laughed loudly: "That's really great!"

"Yeah, they were arrested, and they were all sent to the Perishing God Stage."

Hearing this, Bai Zhaoyun suddenly felt sad.

But then the fisherman sighed: "Unfortunately, the devil's apostle's cunning is beyond imagination. He actually let the white knight fall into darkness again. The white knight went berserk, killing five holy knights and three paladins." The Knights Templar of Light, and a God-descended Angel of Order..."

"Also...the Society of Order also took action. I heard that there is a God of Technology who also took action. Save him!"

"As a result, our entire Lieyang Kingdom has been downgraded in technology. It's all because of that Lin Fan, that despicable demon apostle!"

The fisherman gritted his teeth and said.

Bai Zhaoyun was full of saber aura, nodded fiercely and said: "It's really disgusting, this Lin Fan even ran away!"

In fact, Bai Zhaoyun breathed a sigh of relief... Fortunately, the younger brother ran away!

"By the way, you are a friend of the number one sword god Bai Zhaoyun, right?" The fisherman suddenly said, "Although the number one sword god is dead, he still lives in our hearts."

"Three days later, Lieyang God will hold a state funeral for him, and the whole country will see him off with great scenery."

"Would you like to go to the funeral and present a chrysanthemum to Bai Jianshen to mourn?"

Bai Zhaoyun was silent for a moment, then sighed with sadness on his face: "Forget it, so as not to look at things and think about others, which will only increase your sadness."

"I won't go to the funeral of the number one sword god."

In fact, Bai Zhaoyun really didn't want to go, after all, it always felt weird...

And with great difficulty, he broke away from the identity of the number one sword god and retreated completely.

If he goes there and is recognized again... that would be troublesome.

Of course, Bai Zhaoyun's priesthood and aura have completely changed now, and it stands to reason that normal people would no longer regard him as the number one sword god.

But Bai Zhaoyun knew how vicious his master's eyes were!

Seeing that the fishing boat was approaching the shore, Bai Zhaoyun slowly got up and began to think.

Lieyang Divine Kingdom must not stay here, lest there will be another accident.

After finally being freed, I don't want to be the number one sword god again, and die again.

Otherwise, if I continue to pretend, I will really die in battle one day sooner or later.

Then you have to change places.

The lawless place is not good either, it's too chaotic, full of thugs.

I, the powerless god of acting, should be chopped up in the past?

However, I heard that the Dark Moon Divine Kingdom seems to be different from other divine kingdoms. There is no highly centralized official system, but a free economy controlled by the plutocratic family... very free.

Some criminals from the Sun God Kingdom like to go to the Dark Moon God Kingdom, and the officials there don't care much.

That being the case...

Let the White Sword God completely become a legend, and become a hero deeply missed by the gods and people of the Lieyang Kingdom.

From now on, I, Bai Zhaoyun, would like to stay in the Dark Moon Divine Kingdom.

"Thank you benefactor for saving me." Bai Zhaoyun cupped his fists and bowed to the fisherman brother, and said, "Excuse me, how do I get from here to Dark Moon God Kingdom?"