"Damn, there's a trap!" the black-clothed man scolded in his heart, originally thinking that Jiang Yuxuan and the Qilin Great Sage were cultivating, and it was a good opportunity for a sneak attack, but now that they have clearly discovered themselves, they are inviting you into the urn. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A black light flashed on the black-clothed man's body, and the strength of the Spirit Martial King level began to cleanse, he was like a silent volcano erupting violently, and a black pillar of light above his head soared into the sky.

"I know the bastard who sneaked up, and today I will let you know how powerful the Lingwu King is. "The man in black is furious, he is the Spirit Martial King, and Jiang Yuxuan is just a Spirit Martial Master, the strength of the Qilin Great Sage may not even be as good as Jiang Yuxuan, but he was plotted by these two people, how can he not be angry?

"***" The Qilin Great Sage waved his unicorn claw and grabbed the face door of the man in black, and he didn't forget to tease the other party triumphantly, while Jiang Yuxuan's pure yang sword flashed a cold light and swept towards the chest of the man in black.

A dagger appeared in the hand of the man in black, blocking the Pure Yang Sword in Jiang Yuxuan's hand, and the Qilin Great Sage's Qilin Claw, he chose to resist hard, and the black and rich spiritual power condensed on the door in front of him, forming a shield, intending to resist the attack of the Qilin Great Sage.

The man in black is the Spirit Martial King, he thinks that the spiritual power he has condensed is enough to block the attack of the Qilin Great Sage, and the dagger in his hand is also a king-level divine weapon, and there is no problem in blocking the long sword in Jiang Yuxuan's hand, although the long sword in Jiang Yuxuan's hand gives him a little bad feeling.

The man in black seemed to have forgotten that it was the long sword in Jiang Dashao's hand that pierced his king-level ** just now.

A flash of fire, the man in black saw that a burning claw easily broke through his condensed spiritual power defense, grabbed at his face, at the moment of crisis, the man in black gasped, leaned back, the unicorn claw looked at his forehead, and a drop of hot blood flowed from the center of his eyebrows.

The unicorn claw slashed his cheek, the injury was not serious, but it was only a wound of about an inch, after all, the difference in strength between the two was there, but the flames on the unicorn arm burned his hair, and a smell of burning protein began to permeate.

He was extremely angry, he looked up to the sky and roared, but what happened next was that he didn't even have the courage to be angry, because he heard a soft snap, and the dagger in the hand of the man in black was cut in two by the Pure Yang Sword in Jiang Yuxuan's hand, and the Pure Yang Sword continued to cut down with firelight, pointing at his head.

"Damn, this is actually a saint-rank blade!" The man in black scolded, only the saint-rank divine soldier can cut off the king's divine weapon, but there is no saint-rank divine soldier in the marshal's mansion at all, but there used to be, but it was broken in the great battle eighteen years ago, even if there is, it is not the sword in front of him!

scolded and scolded, but the man in black didn't dare to be careless, since this was a saint-level divine weapon, then he could naturally cut off his head.

The man in black rolled on a lazy donkey and rolled into a ball on the ground, this action was very unsightly, and it was even more embarrassing for a king-level master to make it, but the world was the biggest fate, and the man in black had no choice.

A man in black jumped up after vacating a certain distance, intending to jump out of the battle circle first in the long run, and at this time, he heard a cold and ethereal voice coming from his head, accompanied by a cold and biting cold, and an awe-inspiring killing intent.

"This road is not passable!" I don't know when, Jiang Yulu Jiang has appeared on the top of the head of the man in black, she pressed down with her hands, and a cloud of ice mist appeared on her slender jade hand, and then was directly buckled by Miss Jiang on the head of the man in black.

The man in black instantly felt that he was frozen, he already knew what was happening, in the whole world, only the exercises of the Cold Moon Sect could have such characteristics, and in the here and now, only the Cold Moon Fairy could deliver such a blow.

The man in black condensed his spiritual power and planned to resist the blow that fell from the sky, but he found that his spiritual power was stagnant, and his body began to stiffen unnaturally.

"Damn, the strength judgment is wrong, it is also the strength of the Lingwu King, but why is the gap so big? Doesn't it mean that this girl has just been promoted to the Lingwu King?" This was the last thought in the heart of the man in black, because at this time, Jiang Yuxuan had already begun to chant poetry.

"The sword qi is 30,000 miles long, and one sword light is cold in nineteen states!" Jiang Yuxuan raised his head to the sky and roared, and the sword qi that surged vertically and horizontally appeared on the Pure Yang Sword, and the sword was swallowed, one foot, two feet...... In the end, the sword light on the Pure Yang Sword swallowed seven or eight feet, directly enveloping the man in black in it.

Jiang Dashao's sword qi is not as vertical and horizontal as the poem says, I am afraid that even if he becomes a sword immortal like Lu Dongbin, it is impossible to achieve 30,000 miles, Jiang Dashao is only seven or eight feet long, but this is enough.

The sword shrouded the man in black in it, like a raging tyrannosaurus devouring, strangling, and destroying the other party......

"Brother Yuxuan's poetry is getting more and more domineering......" Miss Jiang's eyes were full of energy, and she thought to herself.

"Jiang Kid is still so sassy!" the Qilin Great Sage thought, secretly despising Jiang Yuxuan in his heart.

The sword dissipated, the Pure Yang Sword was withdrawn by Jiang Yuxuan, the man in black at this time shook for a moment, and then the whole person was paralyzed on the ground, every bone on his body was shattered by the sword qi of the Pure Yang Sword, and he was already dead and could no longer die.

This is not to say that Jiang Yuxuan already has the qualifications to call the Lingwu King, but this unlucky guy was first quick-frozen by Miss Jiang's cold air, and his spiritual power did not work smoothly, plus the Pure Yang Sword was a saint-level weapon, and it was extremely sharp, so the man in black suddenly rushed to the street.

After killing the man in black, before the three had time to take a breath, they all fixed their eyes on the doorway, because there was a fierce killing intent enveloping the three of them.

Lingwu Saint, the momentum of the other party is obviously Lingwu Saint, and it is the Lingwu Saint in the midst of rage, this momentum Jiang Dashao and Jiang Yulu are somewhat familiar.

"Chu Tianfang, I didn't expect you to find here!" Jiang Yuxuan stared at the location of the door.

"I didn't expect you to actually kill a Spirit Martial King!" Chu Tianfang approached step by step, and with each step, the pressure on his body became stronger, and the more pressure enveloped Jiang Yuxuan and the others.

When the distance between the two was about ten meters, Jiang Yuxuan could only stand up with the Pure Yang Sword, and the Qilin Great Sage was even lying on the ground panting, the Holy Rank was the Holy Order, the advantage was too obvious, only Miss Jiang had no obvious abnormalities, but the solemnity in her eyes could not be dissolved.

"A pure-blooded unicorn beast, a saint-level divine weapon, and two lives, it seems that my harvest today will not be small!" Chu Tianfang coldly swept the two people and one beast in front of him, the world said that the three brothers and sisters of the Chu family were the three heroes of Tianlong City, and compared to the pair of people in front of them, they were simply three pieces of, but fortunately, as long as he killed this pair of brothers and sisters, then his own three **** would be able to become three heroes again.

"This is not necessarily, maybe you will not gain anything, but put your own life on the line!" Miss Jiang smiled coldly, the cold air on her body became more and more intense, and she was shrouded in cold mist, as if she was a fog fairy.

"Hmph!" Chu Tian took a step forward, the momentum on his body exploded violently, and he punched Jiang Yulu in front of him, he wanted to see how this yellow-haired girl with undried milk was.

Jiang Yulu didn't retreat a step, her hands were blurred, and her slender jade hands swept through the void at an indelible speed, forming strange gestures, and the spiritual power in the void condensed in her hands like a river and a sea, and when Chu Tianfang's fist smashed over, she also happened to push out her hands, the cold air burst, and even the void had traces of being frozen.

Jiang Yuxuan naturally couldn't let Jiang Yulu fight alone, he used his strength to feed, constipation, and the cave room, and there was a faint sound of dragon groaning in the pure yang sword.

This time, Jiang Yuxuan didn't chant poetry, because it was too late to chant poetry, he could only condense all his spiritual power together, hoping to use the sharpness of the Pure Yang Sword itself to relieve Jiang Yulu's pressure.

The Qilin Great Sage also vomited wildly, and one after another Qilin Fire went towards Chu Tianfang's head.

In the midst of a roar, Chu Tian put himself in place, and a powerful force was transmitted to Jiang Yuxuan through the Pure Yang Sword, Jiang Yuxuan felt that his arm was broken because he couldn't bear this pressure, he flew upside down, and the blood spurted out more than a foot high.

Miss Jiang kept her posture of making a move and retreated more than ten meters, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

The Holy Rank is the Holy Rank, and the gap is too big!

"Chu Tianfang, what is it to bully two juniors?" Jiang Zushan's emaciated figure blocked in front of Jiang Yulu, and looked at Chu Tianfang indifferently.

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