Hearing this disciple's exclamation, there was a commotion all of a sudden, who was Ji Qingcheng? The top disciple of the Shenjian Sect, the head of the seven major sects of the Song Kingdom, the first person among the disciples of the same generation, from his birth to the present, has not had a single defeat, swept the monks of the same generation, and suppressed others can't raise their heads. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

is full of justice, and it is even more domineering, but there is one point, don't bully his friends, otherwise, you will have to pay it back with blood.

Therefore, as long as he becomes his friend, no one dares to bully, otherwise, he will face Ji Chengcheng's anger, but there are not many of his real friends, just because there are too few people who are qualified to be his friends, Ji Tingcheng is the real Tianjiao.

"Ji Qingcheng, don't go too far! If there is anything, after snatching the Qingyuan fruit, we can talk about it. Xing Ying's face instantly gloomy, he also knew that Ji Qingcheng was a person, since he killed his junior sister, a fight to the death should be inevitable.

However, he still had a glimmer of hope, and he didn't want to really fight with Ji Tingcheng, because he had no bottom in his heart.

"No need, kill you first." Ji Qingcheng said in a cold voice, his eyes were like cold electricity, more like a sword flashing with cold.

"Boom!"

The golden giant sword behind him soared into the sky with a sonorous sound, and then fell into Ji Qingcheng's hands, the golden clothes were windless and automatic, and then said loudly to the opposite side: "Let you strike first, give you three opportunities, if you can't win me in three moves, Ji will send you on the road." ”

"Ji Allure! Are you humiliating Xing! Xing Ying's face was ugly, and it was no wonder that when the two were about to fight, let the other party strike first, and only in one case would it appear, thinking that the other party was definitely not his opponent.

At this time, Ji Qingcheng still has to give himself three chances, which is definitely humiliating.

In fact, it's really not that Ji Chengcheng is big, and it's not that he is conceited, but that he has such self-confidence.

"Let's shoot!" Ji Qingcheng just said this coldly, and then held the giant sword in his hand and didn't speak.

"Well, in that case, then as you wish!" Xing Ying's eyes showed a cold look, and then he urged all his mana.

"Boom!"

A dark cyan mana burst out from its body, making the monks and demon beasts fighting near it feel a little breathless, and then they moved away in an instant.

Ji Qingcheng's body didn't move, just stood there and looked at each other.

At this time, Xing Ying was furious in his heart, feeling that Ji Qingcheng didn't take himself seriously, he was also a monk in the late stage of foundation building, even if the other party claimed to be the first person of the same generation, but he Xing Ying was also a rare opponent of the same generation, and he was underestimated by the other party like this.

Seeing this, Xing Ying didn't talk nonsense, and opened his mouth to roar out a tragic white light, shooting towards Ji Qingcheng, where the white light passed, the space was drumming, as if it was about to collapse.

It's just a short time, and he is within three zhang of Ji Chengcheng, and he is about to sink into Ji Chengcheng's body.

Ji Qingcheng was not in a hurry, the long sword in his hand was instantly inserted into the white light, shook slightly, and said softly in his mouth: "The first move." ”

"Poof!"

There was a soft sound, as if a bubble had hit the tip of a needle, and the white light burst in response.

"What!"

Xing Ying was shocked in his heart, his attack actually made the other party crack it so easily, you know, at this time, his body burst out with the mana coercion of the late stage of foundation building, which means that he has been attacking with all his strength, otherwise he will not exude dark cyan mana coercion.

"Is that all you have to do?" Ji Qingcheng shook his head and said softly, with a hint of disappointment on his face.

Hearing this, Xing Ying's heart was furious, and he was almost so angry that he vomited blood, thinking that he had always been famous among the monks of his generation, but today he was so underestimated.

Thinking of this, Xing Ying urged the magic trick, and his eyes instantly brightened, and there was a flickering white light in it, and then he shouted loudly, and the white light in his eyes shot out.

Some of the monks who were close by, although they had been fighting, were always paying attention to the battle situation here, and suddenly saw the white light shooting out of Xing Ying's eyes, and their faces were full of shock.

"Xing Ying's combat power has become more and more terrifying now, Ji Qingcheng is a little bad!" Some of the monks whispered to themselves.

This white mang is different from the past, although they have also seen the white mang sprayed in Xing Ying's eyes on weekdays, but it is only the thickness of a thumb, at this time, Xing Ying urged the mana with all his strength, and the white mang was as thick as a bucket, and it was extremely terrifying.

"The second move."

Seeing this, Ji Qingcheng just said softly, and then urged the mana, and instantly poured into the golden giant sword in his hand.

"Buzz!"

The golden giant sword shook suddenly, and a dazzling golden light emanated from it, and then the arm pointed forward, and the long sword fiercely pointed at the thick white light that flew in.

"Poof!"

There was no earth-shattering sound, just a slight sound, the momentum was huge, and the white mang, which was as thick as a bucket, was scattered into the void by the golden giant sword.

The monk who was still sighing at Xing Ying's combat power had improved just now was instantly silent, they had nothing to say, and Ji Qingcheng still easily took this terrifying blow.

Xing Ying, who was already pale, saw this result, his face became more and more pale, and the light in his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was feeling in his heart now.

"Hurry up, don't waste time, there's another trick." Ji Qingcheng spoke softly, as if the person fighting with him on the other side was not a terrifying master in the late stage of foundation building, but just a three-year-old mortal child.

Ji Tingcheng's performance completely angered Xing Ying, at first he was still very jealous of Ji Tingcheng, but now he doesn't want to do anything, he just wants to kill the other party here.

"Buzz!"

Instantly mobilized the mana of his whole body, pinched out a strange magic trick in his hand, and streams of white mist instantly burst out from his body.

Then the magic trick in his hand changed, and there was a crackling sound of bone joints popping on his body.

The monks around were horrified to see that Xing Ying's body swelled instantly, and in just a moment's effort, his body was thick five or six times.

"Ji Qingcheng, you go die!" Xing Ying let out a strange laugh from his mouth, raised his big hand like a fan, and slapped it towards Ji Qingcheng.

The white mist between his palms and fingers was steaming, and wherever his palms passed, the void seemed to be collapsing, and it was extremely terrifying.

"The third move."

Seeing such a terrifying palm, Ji Qingcheng only said such a sentence lightly, his face was still unwavering, and he didn't care too much.

With a sword trick in his hand, he waved the golden giant sword in his hand, and the mana was instantly injected into it, and a huge sword ray, which was more than three feet long, spit out, and instantly slashed towards the big hand that came at him.

The next moment, the golden giant sword slashed at the big white hand with a three-foot sword light.

"Click...... Cha...... Click...... Cha......! ”

The sound of bones shattering resounded throughout the audience, Xing Ying screamed, instantly withdrew his right arm, and everyone looked fixedly, only to see that Xing Ying's right arm, only half of it was left, starting from the elbow joint, and the lower part was all gone.

Everyone gasped, Ji Qingcheng was too fierce, all the monks present were trembling in their hearts, if it was them, it was estimated that this sword would be able to blast them into slag.

Ning Hao also frowned and looked at Ji Chengcheng who was dressed in gold, starting from the red trial, Ji Tingcheng was definitely the most terrifying Terran monk he had ever seen.

And at this moment, Ji Qingcheng spoke and said, "The three moves have passed, since you haven't been able to win me, then use your blood to pay tribute to my dead junior sister." ”

"Just now, Senior Sister Qin used the Xuantian Sword Technique of our Divine Sword Sect, I heard it from afar, you seem to have said 'self-inflicted'?"

"It turns out that the Xuantian Sword Technique, one of the Zhen Sect Sword Techniques of our Divine Sword Sect, is so unbearable in your eyes, then good, I will use the Xuantian Sword Technique to kill you!"

Ji Qingcheng, who was still looking at the ancient well just now, suddenly became cold and piercing, and said coldly in his mouth.

Next, whether it was the Terran monks or demon beasts who were fighting around, the movements in their hands stopped abruptly, and their pupils suddenly shrank to look at Ji Qingcheng.

"Boom!"

The surrounding void suddenly erupted with a roar, and a layer of brilliant blue mana coercion appeared on Ji Chengcheng's body, and in just an instant, the spiritual pressure emitted by Ji Chengcheng was raised to a terrifying level.

"You...... You...... You've broken through to ...... Foundation building period...... Dzogchen realm! Xing Ying's face changed in an instant, completely turning into a dead gray color, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he said in a trembling voice.

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