"Presumptuous! What I hate most is your expression and stinky mouth! I must step on your feet later, and let your mouth eat my shoes!"

Zuo Jun said coldly: "You are a descendant of a garbage worker, you can eat what the prince has eaten, and I will treat you well." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info but the garbage worker is always a garbage worker, never want to be a man with his chest up, I will beat you now to recognize the reality!"

He pinched his hands in front of his chest, and a cloud of green light lit up leisurely from his hands, suddenly swelled, and the next moment it slammed along his arms to his back, and swirled on the wings.

Zuo Jun has a contradictory heart, on the one hand, he hates the family and the royal family who have more status than him, and on the other hand, he despises and looks down on those civilians whose status is inferior to him.

Therefore, he has contradictory personalities such as arrogance, contempt, inferiority, and sensitivity.

Su Yuan lay on the ground, his face was full of tears, crying "woo", today's battle has completely discredited, and there is no possibility of raising his head to be a man.

Yang Qingxuan didn't dare to be careless, and the sword trick turned into a sword, and the true qi of the burning sun was transformed into the six burning suns again, and he was ready for battle.

I saw that Zuo Jun's wings suddenly became several times larger, and under the fanning, two hurricanes were brought up, mixed with the poisonous gas between heaven and earth like liquid, and merged into one in front of him, like a viper, swimming and coming.

The six yangs above turned into a palm again, Yang Qingxuan raised his arm and pushed it out, and at the same time stepped on his feet and greeted him, "All along, the person who can't recognize reality is you! I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time!"

The giant palm and the viper collided together, and countless violent energies escaped, and the blazing heat and the gloomy wind intertwined, finally turning into thousands of sharp blades and cutting through the mountain wall.

Yang Qingxuan felt the pressure, and the golden light above the giant palm was also a little dim, and he hurriedly took a few steps back.

But Zuo Jun didn't let go at all, and said fiercely: "Slut! Now you know who is dead and who is alive, right?!"

Although the power of the six yangs can protect the whole body and not be infected by that poisonous gas, Zuo Jun's own cultivation is far above Yang Qingxuan, so the giant palm is declining, although it is resolute, it is violently consuming Yang Qingxuan's true yuan.

This scene is exactly the same as the battle on the top of the mountain!

Zuo Junhe laughed, "In the battle that day, I was provoked by you to flee for my life, and luck could not come again." ”

"Joke!"

Yang Qingxuan sneered and said disdainfully: "Luck is just the humble words of the successful." Losers, but really think there is such a thing. Falling into the phantom light without knowing it will doom you today!"

His left hand was raised, and the sentence pointed straight away, and a finger "swish" broke through the air, stirring up Zuo Jun's eyes.

Zuo Jun was startled, and he also turned his hand into a palm and slapped it suddenly.

"Boom!"

The power of the fingers collided violently, and the furious aura erupted!

Originally, the palm and the snake were carried together, which was extremely unstable, but now it was pointed out that the wind palm was chaotic, and it suddenly became disordered.

Yang Qingxuan smiled cruelly: "There are many ways to get out, why provoke you, isn't that bullying you with IQ?"

"Boom!"

The balance between the two was broken in an instant, and the fire of the scorching sun's true qi and the evil light of the poisonous hand fist turned into a thousand wisps, like a raging flame, sweeping in all directions, shaking both of them out.

Under the storm, the ground cracked, and some of the students in front were also swept in, and they were killed on the spot, so frightened that the rest of the people hurriedly dispersed, as far away from the battlefield as possible.

Zuo Jun's feet did not touch the ground, his thin wings flapped in the air, and he flew in a spiral around the main hall a few times before landing on the ground.

Yang Qingxuan slid with his feet on the ground, carved two deep track marks, and slid dozens of feet away before stopping.

The Zhiyang True Qi on his body dispersed, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he suffered internal injuries.

Although the venom couldn't hurt him, Zuo Jun's strong strength directly injured him in cultivation.

He is in the middle stage of qi at the moment, and there is a dragon elephant impact under one punch and palm, and his cultivation has also reached the middle stage of spiritual martial arts, plus the Xuan-level martial arts, he can shock him with one move, I am afraid that only the powerhouses of the true martial arts realm will be able to shock him.

And Zuo Jun's appearance at the moment seems to be not an ordinary True Martial Realm existence.

Just when Yang Qingxuan was thinking wildly, Zuo Jun's figure flashed, flew in front of him, raised his hand and grabbed it, and a huge poisonous hammer bombarded down.

"Damn it!"

Yang Qingxuan gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Who made you so presumptuous!"

With his hands in front of him, the move of the six suns rose again, and he pushed it with both palms suddenly!

"Boom!"

It was another hard-hitting blow, and both sides flew away.

But Yang Qingxuan couldn't suppress it anymore, spurted a mouthful of blood, and his breath began to fall.

"Hahahaha, after talking so much nonsense, it's not going to die in the end? The descendants of the garbage workers are now about to become garbage!"

Zuo Jun conjured a scythe in his hand again and slashed down.

Yang Qingxuan's sword technique rose again, and he fought with him, and the poisonous blade and sharp sword light of the Yin continued to shoot in all directions of the main hall.

The faces of the students around him were ugly, they were all sweating for Yang Qingxuan, and now the expectations of hundreds of people fell on him, and many people even put their hands together and prayed for him.

Zuo Jun's scythe is tricky and weird, and the number of paths is strange and deceitful, while Yang Qingxuan's sword momentum is dexterous and elegant, sharp and ruthless, which is one evil and one good.

It's just that Yang Qingxuan is at a disadvantage everywhere and is tired of coping, while Zuo Jun is crazy and smiling, and has the upper hand.

The sword light and sword light also shook the two of them from time to time, and they all drew wounds, the wounds on Zuo Jun's body were deep, but they healed quickly, and the wounds on Yang Qingxuan's body were shallow, but they were difficult to heal in the short term.

Zuo Jun's face was dark, although he looked crazy, his mind was rapidly calculating.

In the previous battle in the palace, a lot of true yuan was lost, and at this moment, he was even more exhausted, although Yang Qingxuan seemed to have the upper hand, but his true qi was agitated, and there was no sign of defeat.

If you continue to stick like this, the longer you drag it on, the more unfavorable it will be to yourself.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sword and sword net, the cold instrument clanged.

Under the sword clash, he exerted his strength angrily, only to hear a deafening sound, and the strength spread from the sword junction, and the two of them were affected by the rebounding force, and they both took more than ten steps back.

"Yang Qingxuan, what kind of ability is running around like a dog?"

Zuo Jun said angrily: "The following trick will send you back to the west directly!"

As a momentum emanated, Zuo Jun was like a sucker, and the poisonous gas in the entire hall was attracted to him, and the poisonous gas around his body immediately became rich and roared in a whirlwind.

"I'm tired of hearing this, can't I change it to something fresh?"

Yang Qingxuan smiled coldly and said, "What, enough fight?"

With the trick in his hand, the power of the hot sun in the hall immediately gathered, and the sword of the demon slashing was also suspended in front of him, reflecting Ling Ran's sword light.