As soon as Dao Lingxu's words came out, it was equivalent to directly inviting to fight, Lu Xiangsheng either agreed to the conditions or responded to the battle, otherwise he would lose his face, not only his face, but also the face of the Ming Dynasty. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Lu Xiangsheng represents the Ming Dynasty in charge of the Xianhui, as a general of the Ming Dynasty, he was defeated in the hands of Lin Yang in the first battle, if he avoids the second battle, or loses again, he will have no face, this is a conspiracy, there is no way to avoid it.

A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, Lu Xiangsheng is not a fool, he can't beat Lin Yang, and most likely he won't be Dao Lingxu's opponent, at this time, Dao Lingxu retreated as advance, but he forced him into a corner.

Knowing that it was a set, he had to drill into it, how aggrieved Lu Xiangsheng felt in his heart, even Dao Xuan and others could feel it, and they were a little unhappy in their hearts, but this was a contest between the Ming Dynasty and the Langya Sword Palace, and they couldn't intervene in it at will, so as not to summon trouble for the sect.

With a gloomy face, Lu Xiangsheng didn't want to retreat, and he couldn't retreat, and was about to open his mouth to fight, when Jingyue Zhenren on the side spoke.

"General Lu just fought with Lin Yang Daoyou, the old injuries have not healed, and now he is unable to fight again, unlike the innate thunder body that has not yet been determined, the Xinghe Yuan Fetal Dao Body already belongs to the Xuantian Sect, no matter how much you talk about the lotus, you can't change this fact. ”

"Dao Lingxu, you have two choices now, one is to wait for two hours, the result of the end of the mountaineering trial, just now I took a look at it with a water mirror, Situ Ling has already climbed the ninety-second step, it is entirely possible to reach the peak before the end of the trial, and when the time comes, she has the right to choose her own master in the hall. ”

"If that's the case, I can let you compete with Lin Yang Daoyou, the Xinghe Yuan Fetal Dao Body, and in the end, if she voluntarily chooses the Langya Sword Palace, you can take it away, and we won't stop you."

Frowning slightly, Dao Ling's eyes were like a sword, staring at Jingyue Zhenren, and he interrupted directly: "Don't think about this first, the unknown is too big, you just say what the second choice is." ”

Directly interrupted by Dao Lingxu, Jingyue Zhenren was not annoyed, his body was full of steam, ripples and ripples under his feet, his jade feet were moving, and he was spotless, and he approached Duan Chou's body and said softly: "If Daoist Friends are willing to give me the opportunity to decide, I am willing to fight with you on behalf of General Lu." ”

"Victory, no matter whether Situ Ling reaches the peak or not, you have a chance to recruit the Xinghe Yuan Fetal Dao Body, if you lose, everything is not mentioned, please go back to your Langya Sword Palace!!"

At the back of the words, the voice turned cold, word by word, like thousands of years of ice, all year round, Jingyue real person's domineering spirit was revealed, showing that he was disgusted with Dao Lingxu to the extreme.

To tell the truth, even Lin Yang looked at him a little unpleasantly, this kid was too arrogant, relying on the contemporary palace master of Langya Sword Palace was his old son, and there was an elder Taishang as a master, he always thought that the eldest of heaven, his second, and the face of the four holy lands were all lost by him.

Therefore, from beginning to end, he did not say a word, just like a spectator, and the two did not help each other.

It's not that I can't, but I don't want to!

"Okay, just like Jingyue Zhenren said, if I lose, I will return to the sect immediately, and the matter of Xinghe Yuan's fetal Dao body will never be mentioned again!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Dao Ling agreed coldly, and at the end of his words, he glanced at Xuan Chou with a slightly provocative look.

"There's nothing to dare, I don't have to worry about accepting apprentices, I have always talked about seeking fate, if there is no fate, even if there is this quota, it is useless, if there is fate, I am a disciple of Xuantian Sect, you can't snatch it!"

"Mirror Moon Daoyou, I'll let you decide this place, don't be pressured, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, beat him to death!"

The nameless fire in his heart rose, and he admitted that he was angry, but he just couldn't swallow this breath, if he hadn't been able to do this kid, he would have already counted the old and new hatreds together, and by the way, he helped Su Mo, the future apprentice, to destroy Dao Lingxu.

Ya, this mouth is too owed, it's just looking for a pump!

Hearing this, Dao Xuan and the others rolled their eyes, and they were speechless in their hearts, what does it mean not to be pressured, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, then you still let Jingyue beat you to death, isn't it obvious, you can only win and not lose, it's too scoundrel!

The drunken Taoist touched the white jade gourd that had not left his hand for a while, squinted his eyes, and secretly thought to himself, most of the friends of the broken Dao were drinking too much jade elixir, and the smell of alcohol was up, and now they were talking in a daze, and they were upside down.

At this time, Jingyue Zhenren asked for the consent of the sorrow, and she was full of war, there was no need to say more, she was also ready to teach the other party a lesson, as for losing, she really didn't think about it.

Previously, at the stop where Dao Lingxu and Xuan Sorrow stopped, she saw it clearly from the side, although the other party's strength was strong, she was not muddy, and she had already had a general countermeasure in her heart, so she was full of confidence and fearless.

Inevitably, Dao Lingxu made the first move, and fought in the hall again, Jingyue Zhenren ascended the lotus under his feet, his clothes fluttered, and he went directly to the outside of the hall.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Dao Lingxu put his sword into the sheath, and followed closely behind step by step.

"Bang la la"

The hundreds of monks who came outside the hall to slow down, saw the two people of Jingyue coming out, and suddenly like a tide, they lined up in an uproar, making way out of an aisle and retreating to both sides.

Duan Chou and the others glanced at each other, and they didn't know who started first, and they all walked out in a dark way, watching the battle between Jingyue Zhenren and Dao Lingxu.

Obviously, the inferior nature of human beings who love to see the excitement is not divided into space and regions, regardless of mortal monks, and even the real people in the Origin Realm are not immune to vulgarity.

The ice-blue divine light curled in front of the hall, and after counting the time, it had already fallen on the green mountain more than ten miles away from Lingmiao Peak, floating in the sky.

It was an ice lotus several feet square, the ice blue divine light was full, the water vapor was thick, and the green mountains under the clouds were already covered with a layer of frost, and under the sunlight, it was crystal shining.

The ice lotus was crystal clear, the mist flowed, hundreds of monks stood outside the hall, their eyes were moved again, and many people's eyes widened, their hearts were fascinated, and their eyes showed a look of intoxication.

Jingyue real person stands on the ice lotus, her posture is like a fairy, her eyebrows are powerful, cold and dusty, a water-blue plain gauze dress, fresh lips like water, a slender waist like a willow, a jade bone ice muscle, slender feet are not an inch, crystal like jade, Ying Ying grasps.

If there is no coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away, it may be even more overwhelming, and the majestic face, sharp eyes, and lingering solemn bearing are even more daunting.

In the whole world, only drunken Taoist people are not afraid of cold and strict, ten years like a day, perseverance, hard pursuit.

Of course, now he has one more rival in love, Lin Yang.

The real heart of the mirror moon is like a mirror, no sorrow and no joy, lightly lifting the jade feet, stepping into the void, the water vaporizes the lotus under the feet, the fairy light bursts, when it is like a lotus fairy, falling into the dust, there are bursts of fragrant fragrance, many monks are moved, even the female cultivators are intoxicated, and their eyes are full of admiration and yearning.

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