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In the open space outside the Withered Leaf Pavilion, the two most prominent members of the younger generation of the Holy Gate were panting, sweat clinging to their black hair on their foreheads.

But the disadvantages are clear at a glance.

Xia Ji's whole body is intact, he has a black iron body, and the shock will not tear his body apart at all.

But Pang Jing's tiger's mouth had cracked, and the blood was mixed with sweat, which made the handle of the butcher's knife slip a little, and Pang Jing used more strength to hold it, but his hand was trembling.

"Ahhh!!h

Pang roared in horror, and the knife in his hand pounced like a fierce tiger.

But Xia Ji raised his hand and waved, and the two knives collided.

Pang was shocked to feel the undiminished huge force coming, his palm hurt, and the handle of the knife came out of his hand, and with a loud sound, it almost fell on the mud not far away.

This huge force with his huge body also tilted, and with a twist of his feet, he half-knelt on the ground, Pang was shocked like falling into an ice cave, and the opponent's knife was afraid that it was going to be slashed over!

Gong Jiu is a person who never shows mercy.

But he didn't wait.

In a short moment, Pang Jing suddenly raised his head, and in his eyes, Xia Ji casually threw the knife away, and the blade roared to the ground.

The lazy-looking, but somewhat domineering young man suddenly stretched out his hand and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”

Pang was stunned.

He knew why the other party thanked him, and the two of them exchanged their moods, and their moods were greatly improved, which made them better able to move towards a stronger road.

Although the world is big, it is difficult to find an enemy, because this enemy is your opponent and your competitor, you dare not slack off, for fear of being thrown away, and in this kind of competition, both of them can grow rapidly.

Xia Ji said thank you and recognized him.

However, isn't Pang Jing's heart full of gratitude?

At this time, his state of mind actually gave birth to a sense of seeing the sun, and his comprehension of sword skills went to the next level.

In the world, although most people worship qi training and despise skills, there are still swordsmen like themselves who are traveling on this road.

This way, not alone!

The young man with a tiger's back held the outstretched hand and said sincerely, "Thank you." ”

The corners of Xia Ji's lips moved, and he raised his head and laughed loudly, full of pride.

On the top of the quiet hill, he was the only one laughing.

There was no sound around.

And Pang Jing also smiled.

Joyfully!

The dawn had long passed, and the golden sky was falling.

The area around the top of the mountain was as if it had been raged by a strong wind, flowers and trees were all over the ground, and the soil was carried over by the sword qi of the two people.

The two knives are obliquely inserted into the ground, the dark gold broadsword, and the long-handled chopping knife, the knife shadow is oblique.

The nine-foot-tall Pang Jing was even a head taller than Xia Ji, but after he stood up, he squinted, and swept the direction where the three elders were standing, and then suddenly knelt down and said loudly: "Pang Jing has seen the Holy Son!"

The disciples of the Holy Gate who saw the two of them fighting in the distance were dumbfounded, and the result was completely different from what they thought.

The story of the Son seems to tell them that "if I can crush you once, I can crush you a second time, and even if I do it all over again, I can still crush you."

The disciples smiled wryly.

With such a strong talent, what should you do diligently?

At this time, Pang was shocked and shouted, and his voice was like a fierce tiger roaring in the deep forest: "The Holy Son has returned, you haven't come to congratulate yet!"

Pang Jing has a lot of prestige in the hearts of the disciples, and he has accumulated a lot of prestige by sitting in the Withered Leaf Pavilion these days.

But many disciples snorted coldly in their hearts.

You lost to the Son, and you are embarrassed to order us again?

After that, you still have to leave the Blue Sky Mountain and go to the branch churches in various places, what do you have to do with us from now on?

Recently, Lu Changke, an elite disciple who was ruined by Xia Ji, has not spread rumors, saying that the Holy Son cultivates demonic skills and has an evil heart, which will inevitably cause disaster to the Holy Gate.

This made some disciples reluctant to step forward.

However, after all, about one-third of the disciples stepped forward and shouted, "Congratulations on the return of the Holy Son!"

Xiao Lu Ding was also mixed in this group of disciples, and the medicine box she was carrying in her hand was useless, and she was happy and worried at this time.

Rejoice, the Son won.

The worry is when the Son will sleep on his own.

In the Dead Leaf Pavilion.

Elder Heavenly King laughed and said, "Two, since the disciples of the Holy Gate have re-recognized the Holy Son, according to the rules of the sect, the elders cannot force the Holy Son to answer any questions.

As for how the Holy Son detoxified and recovered, this is his hole card, so we won't ask, right?"

Elder Wisdom stopped speaking for a moment, he took a deep look at Pang Jing, this son is thick and fine, and he knows that helping the Holy Son stabilize his position will definitely become a great weapon in the future.

Then he glanced at Xia Ji with a strange gaze.

A fake saint son who helped his master, Jin Cicada, get out of his shell, was able to do this in less than three months, and even convinceed Pang Wei in the first battle!

There must be a big secret in him.

It's a pity that you can't move him today, but in the position where the master used to sit, how can you sit down easily?

But the Elder of the Sacred Heart didn't agree, and she even raised her luck directly: "Holy Son, you say, how did you manage to unravel the strange poison and recover your strength in less than three months? Have you cultivated demonic skills!"

Elder Heavenly King's face sank, and he said in a low voice, "Elder Sacred Heart, it's over." ”

Elder Sacred Heart sighed and said, "I am also thinking about the entire Holy Gate, if the Holy Son really practiced demonic skills, or used some method of destroying his foundation, the consequences would really be unimaginable. Elder Heavenly King, you can't be so selfish!"

Heavenly King Lao Tzu was stunned: "Am I selfish?"

The Sacred Heart's look of pity was even stronger, and she said with a heartfelt voice: "Well, you can't ignore everyone's safety in order to insist on your own opinions! Everyone's safety is more important than the individual! ”

Elder Heavenly King was about to have a seizure, but Elder Wisdom whispered, "I think what the Sacred Heart said makes sense. ”

It's two to one again.

Elder Sacred Heart said impassionedly: "Holy Son, you say, how did you do it, if you are above board, what can't you tell others?

Besides, here are all my brothers and sisters of the Holy Gate, all of them are family, and you just see you like this?"

In the crowd, Lu Changke looked at the young man standing in the center with resentment in his eyes.

Pang was stunned, but the elder spoke, and he didn't have much to say, so he picked up the king butcher knife, put it on his shoulder, and stood silently beside Xia Ji.

In this battle, the Son changed a lot.

And such a holy son must be qualified to command the entire Holy Gate.

Because, he can feel the king's aura in the sword intent of the Holy Son, just like a king in the world.

In the past, the Holy Son, he thought that he was an opponent, but he felt that his actions were too ruthless and his sword skills were too evil.

And today, the Holy Son is reborn in Nirvana, the sword is like the scorching sun, the momentum is dignified, and it is heartbreaking.

A "thank you" made Pang even more shocked and gave birth to a sense of confidant.

Therefore, he sided with the Son and expressed his attitude with silence.

Xiao Lu Ding was stunned, and then ran over with the medicine box, stood beside Xia Ji, and asked softly, "You... Are you alright?"

Xia Ji was speechless: "What are you running here for?"

Ning Mengzhen raised her eyebrows: "I just want to run over." ”

I muttered to myself, you're going to sleep with me, and you don't care what I do.

The brain circuitry of Xiaoluding is very simple.

The Holy Son has reached the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm, which is equivalent to being put to sleep.

If the Son does not reach it, it means that he will not be put to sleep.