Rong Duo's joy that just appeared, he froze before he stopped for a few seconds, and then he didn't dare to relax and increase the output of spiritual power, but this still couldn't make the wooden box stop, and even the speed couldn't slow down much. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At a certain moment, the blue light shattered, and the tiger roared, destroying the wooden box like a deterioration, and Rongduo's face changed suddenly, because after the tiger broke through the wooden box, he actually rushed to himself.

"No, senior brother save me.." Rong Duo shouted in horror, he finally knew why his junior disciple was defeated, that fat man was simply terrifyingly powerful, and he was not a sixth-order match at all.

Jian Jinsheng's expression was extremely solemn, but he didn't let go, on the contrary, he threw the flying sword in his hand, and then jumped onto the flying sword, blessed with spiritual power all over his body, and the speed was extremely fast, and at the same time, the seal in his hand changed again and again, and his mouth burst into shouting: "Cold Sword.." Triple strength. ”

The last word fell, but seeing that the sword Jinsheng jumped up again, he kicked the hilt of the sword, and the second time he was forced, the already extremely fast flying sword was like teleporting, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the tiger who was only a few inches away from Rong, without any stop, and directly stabbed the six-pointed star on the tiger's forehead, and the sword body shook three times in a row.

The sword into the saint slowly fell, his expression was slightly pale, his breath was a little sluggish, standing beside Rong Duo who showed an expression of escaping death, and the tiger's whole body was stiff, and every time the flying sword shook it, it was illusory for a few minutes, and after three blows, it was almost imperceptible, and then collapsed, turned into starlight and disappeared, and a sword fell down, and there was a clanging sound.

"Bang bang.."

The sword entered the holy smell, his expression was extremely solemn, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and the flying sword was in his hands, and he was engrossed in vigilance, not daring to underestimate it in the slightest.

Zhou Mao applauded, not feeling annoyed and angry at all when the spell was broken, but appreciated: "Sword intent, the sword heart that moves forward bravely, among the small group of people in his day, you may not be without you." ”

Jian Jinsheng was not only not happy when he heard this, but his face was pale, the other party was smaller than him, but his tone was bigger than the sky, as if he was pointing at him like a senior, although after a short fight just now, he already knew that this fat man was not easy to deal with, that is, he shot with all his might, it is estimated that he will lose more and win less, and even have no hope of victory, as said at the beginning, he is already the top handful of people in the same level, but it is still very uncomfortable to hear.

"We... Defeated. "As soon as the sword enters the saint and collects the flying sword, there is a bit of decadence in the fist hugging way, not angry and not angry, the strength is not as good as the person, so what else is there to say? His two juniors and disciples are no longer able to fight, and his spiritual power is also in the rescue move, which consumes most of it, on the other hand, the other party's face is not red and breathless, and the light appearance seems to have not experienced a battle at all.

"It's really worthy of being the guardian's nephew, even the little brother is so powerful, Yang Shaozhen is an eternal genius. Pian Han walked over and said with a smile on his face, his words were very polite, and he even arched his hand to Zhou Mao, full of etiquette,

In the eyes of outsiders, there is no problem, on the contrary, if you change your eagle hair, you will feel flattered and proud in your heart, but now standing here is Zhou Mao.

"Old fellow, you shut up the fat man. Zhou Mao's originally indifferent face suddenly became gloomy when he heard the words, and a pair of small eyes narrowed, almost out of sight, but flashed with a dangerous light, and a cold sound came out of his mouth.

Pian Han's expression stiffened, he didn't know where he said something wrong, but no matter what he said wrong, he was a saint after all, and he was called an old guy by an ant, how could he stop?

I just wanted to be angry, but I thought of what I said just now, and immediately took a deep breath and endured it, if it was someone else, he would have slapped him to death, but this little brother who is also Yang no matter how he says it, is involved in the guardian, and his own combat power should not be underestimated, and he may stand at the same level as himself in the future, and it is obviously unwise to fight evil.

"Now that the winner has been decided, let him go. Although he was afraid of Yang, this person's attitude was too bad, Pian Han restrained his smile, was no longer enthusiastic, and snorted coldly with his sleeves turned sideways.

Zhou Mao glanced at him, this old thing is too eyeless, where does he look like a little brother? If it weren't for the restriction of the seal, he would definitely have to fight with this old guy, and then looked at the sword into the saint, and nodded kindly, among these people, only the sword into the saint who comprehended the sword intent can make him look high, as for the Guan Po Xi of the big cold crystal hand, maybe there will be achievements in the future, but it is definitely not as good as the sword into the saint, because he has no heart to move forward, and only one blow crushed his mind, what is the use of such a person?

Not to mention the difference in realm, the gap between the early stage of the sixth order and the consummation is very large, but this gap can be narrowed through exercises, magic weapons, spells, etc., but there is nothing to close the mental gap.

For example, a clever child fights a drunken strong man, and the end result is obvious.

Jian Jinsheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded as well, watching the other party walk past his uncle and step into the teleportation of the book.

Temple of Celestial Ice.

On a small snow-capped mountain with a cold wind howling, a huge book suddenly appeared bright, and a whirlpool appeared a few meters above it, Zhou Mao walked out of it, and before he could look at the surrounding environment, he heard a joking voice with a little surprise.

"So fast? Are they too weak?"

Zhou Mao's face sank, and his figure flickered directly out of the whirlpool, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at the person who spoke, and the starlight was filled, looking like a glittering hexagonal pattern from a distance.

Cheng Xuan, Moon Monkey, Bian Lanxia, Liu Ping and others were all there, and there were a few young men standing beside Cheng Xuan, dressed in blue robes, who were disciples of the temple guarding the empty teleportation.

The person who spoke was naturally Xia Xin, who saw Zhou Mao angrily attacking him, and he didn't panic, and he didn't even put on a defensive posture, just stood there, as if he was allowed to be attacked by a fat man, and the next moment the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he said lightly: "I'm a wounded." ”

The wind hunted and the fingers were fierce, Cheng Xuan thought that Zhou Mao was just scaring Xia Xin, but he could see that the former had no intention of unloading his force after approaching, and immediately wanted to stop it, but he was suppressed by a vague coercion and couldn't move.

Seeing that Zhou Mao's attack was getting closer and closer, even Bian Lanxia and Liu Ping felt that Zhou Mao was real, so everyone pinched a cold sweat for Xia Xin, especially Cheng Xuan, his task was to bring Xia Xin to the temple, and now the goal has been achieved, but if there is anything bad under this finger, then his sin will be great, and he will even be affected by the temple.

The heart was raised to the throat and the eyes were on the way to the ears Cheng Xuan they were about to scream but the next moment they were relieved zhou mao his fingers stopped a few inches in front of xia xin s heart socket and did not really point it.

"If you weren't injured, the fat man would have told you who the real little brother was!" Zhou Mao withdrew his fingers, hugged his chest and turned around, and said angrily.

Xia Xin took a step forward, hooked his shoulder and smiled: "How good it is to be a little brother, what is there to directly let the boss on top, do you say?"

Zhou Mao squinted at him, the three of them challenged just now, why didn't this thing go by himself?