Chapter Ninety-Three: The Voice of the Heart

The earth touched by the sword, and the only thing that existed was the immovable figure at this moment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If Ye Yi was here now, he would definitely be surprised by the person in front of him. The aura emanating from the blade in Feng Baifeng's hand was the same as the man in black, it was a killing aura, but it was a little lighter, and it seemed to be not so pure. However, Chu Jing has never seen it, so naturally he doesn't know.

"It's so murderous. Chu Jing was secretly shocked in his heart, such momentum, he hadn't made a move yet, and he was full of murderous energy, but he was still excited in his heart, this was not wanting to keep his hand, after all, it was just a competition in the ring, and it was a way to verify his true strength.

At the same time, a light body technique was possessed, and the two of them pinched the trick, and suddenly the two rays of red and gold bloomed at the same time. The spiritual power in Chu Jing's hands was condensed, and the flames were burning!"Great Fireball Technique!" Unlike the previous Fireball Technique, this fireball was now several times larger, which was also researched by Chu Jing when he had nothing to do, to make up for the lack of his attack methods.

His face did not change at all, and this huge fireball roared, but it was a pinch in his palm, and the sharp sword that exuded golden mangs blasted away in front of Feng Baifeng's eyes, "Golden Swordsmanship!" "Golden Linggen?" Chu Jing secretly said in his heart, so it seems that this guy is even more difficult.

But at this moment, there was another one behind the golden sword, piercing through the flames and shooting straight towards Chu Jing's body. With a wave of his left hand, a thunderbolt gathered, shattered the void, and bombarded the golden sword, and immediately both dissipated at the same time. As soon as his figure moved, Chu Jing flashed to the side, rapidly changing his position.

However, he is fast, but Feng Baifeng's figure is faster. "Imperial Shape Technique!" The mid-level body formation technique, the advanced technique of the light body technique, the speed has increased a lot compared to the latter. His eyes were cold, and the magic trick in his hand changed, and the golden sword sword shadow was several, dozens, and danced wildly. "Three Thunder Techniques!" "Thunder and lightning, summoned!, divided into three, and surrounded Chu Jing's side back and forth, the lightning shone brightly, and it looked extremely powerful.

"Ding Ding Ding" Dao sword light went away, toes each other, constantly impacting the three thunder and thunder light. With a wave of both hands, the three thunderbolts suddenly merged into one, the body retreated, the palms joined forces, the thunder light continued to compress in this palm, and suddenly the body stopped suddenly, booming, shining, the thunder and the remaining golden sword collided violently, clear sound, deafening.

The two of them jumped and stood on either side of the ring, and the thunder and sword shadow also dissipated with them. With a touch of his waist, a bright red blade appeared in Feng Baifeng's hand: "I thought I didn't need to take it out, yes, it seems that although the number of rookie disciples in this class is less, the courage is commendable, and the strength is not bad, but I was much worse back then." “

The gentle words made the murderous aura on his face dissipate a lot, glanced at Chu Jing's hands, and said, "You also take out your weapon, my knife is called 'Weeping Blood'." ”

Chu Jing's eyes moved slightly, nodded slightly, and with a touch of his palm, a silver-white spear also appeared at this moment. glanced up, and said respectfully: "Senior brother is polite, I only got this weapon recently, and I haven't chosen the name yet, so let's call it well...... 'Xiangnian'." "Okay, then I'll see how powerful my junior brother is. “

As soon as he stepped on his right foot, the spell possessed him, and Feng Baifeng's body rushed straight away like a cannonball. The spear in Chu Jing's hand slashed in the ring, and with a turn of the tip of the spear, the spiritual power of thunder and lightning was slowly injected, and it went away. Defend and wait for the attack, and strike later. The golden light above the blade reflected the blood light, merging and slashing forward.

As soon as the tip of the gun was raised, the barrel of the gun was waved beside him, and it was completely integrated, playing with impermeability, the thunder light merged into the body of the gun, and the blue light appeared, "Boom!" The knife and gun hit each other, and it was another layer of spiritual power bombardment.

As soon as the strength in his hand was retracted, the spiritual power on the blade condensed again, "Golden Blade Technique!" This spell trick followed the blade in all directions, layer upon layer of blades, and surrounded this Chu Jing to the point where it was impassable. As soon as the marksmanship was retracted, the thunderbolt that beat wildly in his left hand pressed the tip of the gun. "Three thunderbolts!" One thunder is divided into three, three guns in one! Step up, only this one shot, regardless of it, the crazy impact, straight to the top.

The dark red hidden in the golden light continued to converge towards that point, Feng Baifeng gritted his teeth, slapped the handle of the knife with his left hand, and the spiritual power in his body continued to pour in.

The spiritual power struck, regardless of whether they were up or down, and they were frozen here all the time, and a trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the two of them, and they used their strength at the same time, but they were both shocked back a few steps. Chu Jing stepped on it suddenly, and his body went away again, the blue-purple spiritual power in his hand transformed, and the fiery red light bloomed again. The art of fire thorns, a gun mark, a stab!

The blade in Feng Baifeng's hand slanted, and the golden spiritual power on the blade gathered again, and at this moment, only this fiery red gunmark was left in his eyes, and the residual battle intent in his chest! Suddenly, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Huh?" The fiery spiritual power dissipated strangely at this moment, and Chu Jing's eyes were also full of strangeness, Feng Baifeng in front of him actually stepped out of the ring by himself at this moment. "Senior brother, what do you mean by this?" Hearing Chu Jing's calm words, Feng Baifeng turned around and said, "I didn't want to go there, I just came here because I thought that my junior brother's cultivation was good, and I was happy to see Hunting." “

Stepping on the dust on the ground, he didn't say anything to Chu Jing anymore, squeezing through the crowd. A few remnant leaves on this Yuyun Peak were blown by the wind, floating on the ground, stepping on, and footprints remained.

Zhang Xiaoqian glanced at Zheng Daoqiu, then looked at the other peak masters, nodded slightly and stood up, looked at everyone and said, "Okay, since there is no one to challenge, then this ring competition is officially over!"

There was a commotion in the audience, and even though the disciples who did not become one of these thirty people felt pity, it was indeed their own strength and they had nothing to say. There are envy, and there are naturally jealousy, but Chu Jing doesn't care about what these people think. "Youlan, Moyang Mountain, and ....." He muttered to himself, his eyes swept over the others, he sighed, turned and left.

Mo Yangshan kept staring at Chu Jing's back, and there was unspeakable jealousy in his cold eyes, why did he feel this way? The gloom on his face was quickly dispelled, and a gentle smile was put on again.

"Yingxue, let's go. "Hmm. Mo Yangshan chuckled lightly and raised his hand to caress her hair, but suddenly a figure of a person suddenly walked in front of them. Suddenly, his eyes froze, and the movements in his hands couldn't help but be stunned. "Flowers without snow. Luo Yingxue's eyes were cold, and she looked at this lazy man.

Mo Yangshan took a step forward and said softly: "Senior brother, let's see you in a month." "Hmm. Without the slightest pause, not even a look, the silver hair fluttered, and slowly walked not far away.

stared, and suddenly said: "Hua Wuxue, it's really amazing, and there are still some people in sight." "That's what he meant to be, Yangshan, let's go." "Hmm. “

The night appeared in this silence, enveloping the heavens and the earth, above the lonely peak of the bright moon, a figure had been standing for a long time, but Feng Baifeng, who was not far away, slowly walked up from below at this moment. "You're here. The figure heard footsteps and said lightly.

Feng Baifeng looked around, stared at the figure, and said calmly: "What's the matter?" The moon, shining, the light, appeared on his face, revealing his figure. Harahatsuko!

Yuan Chuzi touched his fingers and said with a smile: "Originally, it was nothing, it's just that I asked you to defeat Chu Jing, and then what? Do you really want Ling Shuang to die!" The sudden burst of roar was fleeting, and the fierceness on his face quickly turned into the original calm.

However, Feng Baifeng's face could no longer remain calm, "You!" took a step forward, but bloodshot appeared in his eyes, and his fierce gaze was exposed. "Get out!" With a wave of his robe, Haoran's spiritual power hit his body like a mountain, and he was actually blown away by a few steps. "Find out who you are, but don't worry, I don't want to hurt that woman yet, and besides, I'll arrange for you to enter the Three Kingdoms Ratio, and you should know what to do when the time comes." ”

Now, there is no room for self-resistance, and everything can only go on forever.

"Da Da Da" stepped on the stone steps, Mo Yangshan looked at it calmly, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You say, this flower has no snow, how should I let him die." "This empty place is uninhabited, but Mo Yangshan seems to be talking to a living person.

"Wait, that kid is good, if you want to defeat him, it will take a while. "The night, the deep voice, the deep waves, appeared, in his heart!