Chapter Seventy-Seven: Some People Rejoice, Some People Are Sad

At the moment when Jing Xuan made a move, everyone was stunned, and they looked at Jing Xuan in a daze, only to see the aura around him exploding like an explosion, converging to his fingertips, forming a sharp blade.

"Spiritual Qi Transformation!", Jing Yangyi muttered in surprise.

His mind seemed to be shocked, he felt that what he was seeing was very unreal, and as a person who had come before, he knew how difficult it was to do this!

"Boran!".

Jing Zhonglou shot the case, his expression was in a trance, the finger that pierced his throat came too suddenly, he was also shocked by this sudden result, he rushed to the platform of life and death without caring about his face.

"Brother!", Jing Bowen was also surprised, looking at the life and death platform with a solemn expression, he wanted to go to visit, but was stopped by the master.

"The victory and defeat have been divided, since it is a covenant of life and death between the two, it does not involve grievances from outsiders, I hope you will not act righteously."

The deacon shook the Jing Zhonglou back with a floating palm, and looked at the people in the Jing Zhonglou with a majestic expression.

Jing Xuan knelt on the stage weakly, with the same look of surprise, how could he have been so powerful?

I can say that I am a blind cat and meets a dead mouse, but I feel that there is no chance of winning, but I am just desperately fighting and pointing at him, but who would have thought that I could kill him so easily?

It can be said that just by that inadvertently, he really achieved the unity of human and sword, and also indirectly integrated into the sword momentum, which can also be called a pseudo-sword momentum.

Gathering his breath, holding his breath, and pointing out, he only did these three actions, but he never thought that he had inadvertently entered a state of selflessness. In an instant, his mind returned to nature, and his artistic conception melted into the general trend, making his combat power explode in an instant.

"Won......? He actually won!", the person who cheered for him felt a little incredible, and in an instant, he turned defeat into victory and killed the other party in seconds, this Nima is too fake.

"The way he looked just now, he was so handsome!".

A little girl with a young face and a delicate and petite figure had her eyes shining and said stupidly.

"I seem to have seen his fingers turn into a blade just now, did you see that?" another slightly older man next to him slapped the girl's head hard, then looked at the young man in blue on the left and asked.

"Well, that's the aura incarnation, this kid has such achievements at such a young age, he is really a demon."

The young man in blue looked at Jing Xuan with a solemn expression, and glanced at Jing Yang by the way, none of the two brothers was a fuel-efficient lamp.

"yes, I didn't expect that we were just bored and distracted, but we were lucky to see such a wonderful duel."

"Come on, brother, it's okay if I escape, you actually used me as an excuse to run out, don't think I don't know."

"Oh, look at my memory, I came to look for you to go back, and I actually fell in love with your Dao ......", he smiled cheaply, and put on an expression that I was innocent anyway.

"Okay, it's not too early, we should go back too", the young man in blue waved his hand and left first.

"Hey, Brother Yun, don't go so fast, wait for me", the girl hurriedly chased after her.

"Sister you!", the angry big brother in the back chased after him a little speechlessly, the girls should be reserved, do you understand?

Just as the three of them left one after another, the purple jade plate on the girl's waist fell to the ground, but the three of them didn't realize it, and disappeared into the crowd in a trance.

"That's right, if it's really Shibei three days, in just seven days, your progress is almost comparable to other people's cultivation for a few months or even a year."

Jing Yang was sincerely happy that his younger brother was able to win, but he also knew that there must be something strange during this period, especially ...... It's Jing Tian, this kid!

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace our eighth vein this time", Jing Xuan scratched his head stupidly and smiled sweetly.

"That ......", Jing Xuan suddenly remembered something, hurriedly turned to look at the people of the sect sitting on the seat, and bowed deeply, "Thank you for your talents...... Cheer me on".

"Haha, you're polite, it's just a gesture", those who had cheered for him were happy, and said a little shyly, this time I felt happier than I won.

"Yes, we also see that person is not pleasing to the eye, obviously you are going to spare his life, he actually engaged in a sneak attack from behind, this kind of person deserves to die", another person said with a smile, he was already a jealous and hateful person.

"However, your last blow is indeed very powerful, which side door are you?"

"Oh, that...... I come from the eighth vein of the side gate".

"The eighth vein...... , I heard that the eighth vein was originally a given race, and I thought that the qi was about to run out, but I didn't expect that there would be such a genius."

"Yes, yes, I've heard that the eighth vein of Jing Sect really doesn't even have a god master."

"Oh, anyway, that kid named Jing Xuan, you remember, if you have any difficulties, just come to me, my name is Jing Xuanliang."

"And me, and me, my name is Jing Bicheng ......."

……。

Compared with the people of Jingtian who talked happily, they looked particularly sad and sad in Jing Zhonglou.

Jing Boran's body was taken down from the platform of life and death by the law enforcers and placed at the feet of Jing Zhonglou and his party.

Jing Zhonglou fell to the ground, stroked his child's face with his right hand, and then lifted his forehead from the top of his head, covering his dead eyes. He looked at his son who died tragically, tears couldn't help but fill the corners of his eyes, and two lines of clear tears fell.

"Let me, the gray-haired man, look at the black-haired man, and make people."

He was in a trance, and involuntarily burst into tears, he glanced at Jing Tian and the others coldly, and he still didn't understand how the little guy named Jing Xuan suddenly became so powerful.

Jing Bowen looked at the corpse of his biological brother, but he was silent, but looked at Jing Tian deeply.

He clearly remembered that it was precisely because of his strange movements that Jing Xuan suddenly understood something, so he suddenly exerted his strength and came with a thunderous blow.

is obviously crippled by thunder, but he can stand up again in the spring, this Jingtian...... It's definitely not as simple as it seems.

Jing Shibing was also very embarrassed to stand in place at this moment, he was originally afraid that Jing Yang would forcibly stop this duel as the sect master, so he came to suppress the battle, but he didn't expect that it would be his own side that was defeated.

So it's embarrassing now, I can't stop this duel, and it seems that I can't stop it, it's a must-win game, who would have thought that in the end, that kid suddenly exerted his strength and directly used thunder means to take the preemptive action?

"The Bell Tower Door Master...... Mourning is changing."

Jing Shibing sighed lightly and said helplessly. also glanced at Jing Bowen, "You just happened to encounter a bottleneck in the past few days, don't be in a hurry, as a teacher, you are allowed to go home to accompany your parents."

Then, too, he turned and walked away.

Jing Zhonglou smiled sadly, and left with his son's body in his arms.

Jing Tian turned around unexpectedly, looked at their departing backs, and couldn't help sighing:

It's really a good reincarnation in heaven, some people are happy and some are worried!