At the top of Dongxuan Mountain, the wind and the sun are beautiful.

However, Long Xingyun felt a trace of coldness.

The tyrant's self-cultivation made him uncomfortable.

"This guy can actually severely damage Senior Brother Qiu, who is an innate eighth grade?"

Long Xingyun muttered, he had heard that there was a group of Tianjiao around Tang Xie, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so powerful.

Even if it was Xu Ember beside him, who entered the land of inheritance and learned the supreme exercises, he broke through the innate eight grades, which can be called the first day of the Shangqing Palace, but in front of this tyrant, Xu Yan's name of heavenly pride is like a joke.

At this time, Xu Yan's face was also cold and abnormal.

"Ash, he's just a little more talented, and in today's battle, I want them all to die here. ”

Sensing Xu Yan's raging jealousy, Long Xingyun was worried that his state of mind would be hurt by this, so he hurriedly persuaded, "When the time comes, you will still be proud of the first day." ”

Seeing that Xu Yan's complexion eased slightly, Long Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

When I watched again, the killing intent in my heart was several times greater.

"It's a fist glove spirit soldier!"

In the martial arts arena, another elder stepped out, his eyes were cold and abnormal, "I didn't expect that you even got the Battle Thunder Fist Gauntlet in the Twenty-Seven Divine Soldiers." ”

Like a boxer, his fists collided, and the tyrant said with a smile: "I don't know how to pretend to understand, the name of this boxing glove is called Frost Dragon." ”

"What?"

The elder couldn't calm down for a moment.

Behind him, there were bursts of exclamations.

"Frost Dragon Gauntlets, I've never heard of such a spirit soldier!"

"This kid shouldn't be bluffing, Elder Yan's vision, can it still be fake?"

"It's hard to say, the twenty-seven divine soldiers have been lost for a long time, and it is impossible for Elder Yan to know all the spiritual soldiers!"

While the disciples were discussing, they did not forget to observe this Elder Yan.

I saw Elder Yan concentrate on staring at the pair of fists, and suddenly, his eyes widened: "The God of War fist has a thunderbolt looming, but on this fist glove, it is frosting, it is indeed not the battle thunder fist." ”

This judgment is like a torpedo thrown into a silent river and lake.

Immediately after, there was an uproar!

"Senior Brother Yan, what do you mean ......?"

Jin Yu was so excited that his voice was a little unstable, "They have also mastered the art of weapon patterns!"

Elder Yan shook his head, glared at the tyrant and shouted, "Have you ever been to the Sword Drinking Valley?"

The elders were stunned.

Tracing back to its origin, the art of the weapon pattern comes from the Sword Drinking Valley, the hand of Master Xie Tang, if Tang Xie and his gang also go to the Sword Drinking Valley and ask for one or two spiritual soldiers, all this can be explained.

The tyrant tilted his head and stared at Elder Yan curiously: "You work at the police station?"

"Huh?"

Elder Yan was stunned, his face displeased, "What a mess." ”

The tyrant then sneered, "Since it is not, why do you ask me?"

“……”

With these words, Elder Yan's eyes turned black in front of him.

Suddenly, he jumped like thunder, his body rose like a leopard, swished, and rushed up.

Between the swings of the long sleeves, a flash of white light flashed, and the sword aura was amazing.

Spirit Soldier, White Fang Sword!

"Elder Yan has sacrificed the White Fang Sword!"

"An inch long, an inch strong, that tyrant is going to suffer!"

"Hmph, wouldn't it be wonderful for Elder Yan to snatch that pair of frost dragon fists from him then!"

The disciples shouted in joy as if the White Fang Sword had taken the tyrant's life.

In terms of reincarnation, they all sneered and watched.

"Tyrant, it's time for me to fight!"

Beside Tang Xie, there was another cheer.

When the sound fell, the steel shield had already come out of the sword, and a green shield was magnificent, like a cyan spear, stabbing in the air.

Just like those disciples of the Shangqing Hall said, one inch is long and one inch is strong.

At least, the steel shield relied on the length of the Qinggang shield, and this blow was ahead of the tyrant.

"Damn it!"

Elder Yan never expected that the other party would easily sacrifice another spirit soldier, and moreover, it was still so violent.

The sword move that was originally prepared for the tyrant had to be temporarily withdrawn and the sword was raised.

Bang.

Elder Yan felt that the bones all over his body were shaken, and the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood spilled on the hilt of the sword.

"It's an innate nine-rank powerhouse again?"

The elders were dumbfounded.

Before, the tyrant had hit Elder Qiu hard, and they naturally identified the tyrant as the innate ninth grade, and the steel shield was on par with the tyrant, and the cultivation should be the same.

When did the innate nine products become so bad, and besides, they are all young people in their twenties!

"You bastard!"

Seeing that the opponent was robbed by the steel shield, the tyrant suddenly became angry, his eyes rolled around, and he suddenly rushed up, "Elder Yan is strong, you are not an opponent, I will help you!"

Burst!

Hearing this, Elder Yan directly rushed with blood and spit out a large mouthful of blood arrows.

Which eye do you have to see that this Gu Tianyang is not an opponent?

obviously wants to fight two to one, but he still looks for reasons in a high-sounding manner.

It's shameless!

"I really regret bringing this here. ”

Seeing this scene, Tang Xie couldn't help but cover his eyes, feeling a little unbearable.

Next to her, Mi Guoer and a few girls didn't think there was anything about it, but they were laughed at by the tyrant, and the tension in their hearts became more and more diluted.

Bai Mei glanced at Tang Xie fiercely, and said angrily: "The tyrant is full of your style, you regret it!"

Tang Xie: "......"

At this moment, the tyrant had already screamed, rushed in front of Elder Yan, and blasted out with a punch according to the white-toothed sword.

The power of the unvained palm turned into the power of the unvained fist at this moment, and it poured out.

Bang!

Elder Yan couldn't hold on any longer, and his body flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Even, he didn't even have the strength to hold the sword, and with a bang, the white fang sword was directly taken out of his hand.

"Oops, Senior Brother Yan's sword has fallen. ”

Jin Yu's face sank, and he rushed out at the same time as an elder beside him.

One person caught Elder Yan, and Jin Yu rushed over to pick up the sword.

This white-toothed sword did not recognize the master, if it was taken away by Tang Xie and his gang, it would be equivalent to adding another divine weapon!

However, when Jin Yu approached the White Fang Sword, the scene in front of him made the corners of his mouth twitch wildly.

The tyrant and the steel shield had no intention of seizing the sword at all, but looked at each other, arguing with red faces and red ears.

"Whoever wants your help, it's not a shame!"

"Damn, I'm here to save you!"

"Hehe, at his level, he also wants to hurt me?"

After arguing, he didn't forget to step on Elder Yan again.

Jin Yuqi gritted his teeth, but it was more important to grab the sword, Sheng Sheng held back his anger, copied down with his right hand, picked up the white fang sword, and retreated.

"Whew!"

After gaining a firm foothold, Jin Yuchang breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and sneered, "Two idiots, they only care about quarreling, but they give up the White Fang Sword to ...... This, what's going on!"

Suddenly, his eyes widened to the extreme.

On the body of the White Fang Sword, there were a few more cracks, which looked shocking.

But this is a spirit soldier!