"Come, let me see how strong your so-called strong man is!" Ji Mingyuan roared, frowning on his delicate cheeks.

"Cut!" Zhao Tingsheng was yelled at by Ji Mingyuan just now, scolding him for being a little distracted, but now he came back to his senses and stabilized his body and mind, and cut coldly.

"Waste, you are playing with fire and setting yourself on fire!" Zhao Tingsheng said in a suppressed voice, his chin raised slightly, and he looked down at Ji Mingyuan. looked at him condescendingly, disdainfully, indifferently.

"Come!" Ji Mingyuan's voice gradually became colder, and Zhao Tingsheng's eyes that disregarded life and were the only one in the world did not change from beginning to end. I knocked myself down from the top of the ladder and looked down on it, and I still do it now. He beckoned and motioned for Zhao Tingsheng to come over and be beaten, with a provocative posture.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the bluestone bricks shattered, the gravel splashed, the sand and stones were flying, the smoke and dust were billowing and moving, Zhao Tingsheng pounced like a tiger, his right hand was straight, no longer a punch, but a tiger claw.

Zhao Tingsheng was wearing armor all over his body, how could he have less on his hands? The silver-white armor covered his hands, and the sharp claws on the tips of his hands were like tiger claws, flashing with cold light under the scorching sun.

Ji Mingyuan squinted his eyes slightly, the cold light on the armor flashed to his eyes, Zhao Tingsheng is really experienced in a hundred battles, even this is counted?

"Die!" Zhao Tingsheng arrived in front of him, his eyes widened, he roared, his claws changed direction violently, his hand twisted, and one claw slashed wildly towards Ji Mingyuan's chest.

"This kid ......" Li Yixuan, who had already avoided far away, was surprised, and when Zhao Tingsheng rushed over, Ji Mingyuan didn't make a move, and people couldn't help but sweat for him.

Ji Mingyuan made a move!

With a wave of his hands, he is terrifying, sweeping out the afterimage, dancing in his clothes, and hunting with the wind!

Bang!

"What?" Zhao Tingsheng was shocked, one of his claws was actually pushed away by him in the past, and in addition to being shocked, he found that Ji Mingyuan actually leaned forward, he pointed his toes on the ground, and jumped behind him, this guy's movements were too weird, he had to step back and observe first.

But how could Ji Mingyuan let him go?

A move to play in the water pushed his claws away, and when he saw him retreat, his left hand grabbed the hand he had just pushed away, pulled him forward, pulled him back, and punched him in the face.

Zhao Tingsheng was shocked, but his eyes were ruthless, and he grabbed Ji Mingyuan's chest with one claw!

Kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself!

However, he received a punch in the face at most, but Ji Mingyuan was wearing silver armor like himself? As soon as he clawed down, he would definitely give blood and splash everywhere, tearing his chest and cutting his ribs.

Bang! Zhao Tingsheng's body twisted, and he fell directly backwards, and his claws also grabbed the sky.

Zhao Tingsheng was shocked again, so shocked that he couldn't speak to himself. He knew that Ji Mingyuan patted his foot and made him lose his balance. What a terrifying reflex ability! Zhao Tingsheng's heart was awe-inspiring.

"Bang !!"

Ji Mingyuan calmly punched Zhao Tingsheng on the left side of his face. I saw that his face was distorted and became hideous, and his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it!

Ji Mingyuan punched out and hit Zhao Tingsheng in the face steadily, and the punch flew all over!

Under the stunned eyes of everyone, Zhao Tingsheng was punched by Ji Mingyuan and flew out several meters away, and his strength was so terrifying that he was even beaten into a volley and spun twice before landing.

Zhao Tingsheng was wearing armor that clicked and showed big characters, lying on the ground, motionless, looking up at the sky.

In a flash, Zhao Tingsheng was beaten into the air by Ji Mingyuan and flew out.

"Wow......" The uproar of hundreds of people around them sounded, shocked.

"How is it possible? He actually won against General Zhao Xiao?"

"Could it be that he is stronger than Zhao Tingsheng?" It was the disciples of the Gu Immortal Pavilion who were shocked, and looked at Ji Mingyuan with a look of hell. Ordinary people have only heard about it slightly, heard about its deeds, and have never seen it powerful with their own eyes, but the people of their Gu Immortal Pavilion know that Zhao Tingsheng is notoriously strong and domineering, but people have domineering capital. Not only does he have a strong background, he is the son of a generation of heroes, but he is also strong, and compared with people in the same period, few people can stand side by side with him, let alone defeat him.

Ji Mingyuan is just everyone's after-dinner conversation, a young man with no name, a down-and-out little beggar who was used as a stepping stone by Zhao Tingsheng. Who would have thought that ten years later, it would be this scene? He actually beat Zhao Tingsheng to the ground, shocking the Quartet!

"No, Zhao Tingsheng is in the Spirit Pattern Realm, and he hasn't even used the Spirit Pattern! He has just hidden his strength, if he goes all out, that young man will definitely die without a corpse, and he will have no power to fight back!"

"That's right!" everyone suddenly realized that they had just woken up from a dream.

In order to achieve the spiritual pattern realm, you can carve spiritual patterns, charms, and depict talismans with spiritual power, and you can practice powerful magic skills, and even terrible curses, and your strength has been greatly improved.

But Zhao Tingsheng had never appeared a spirit pattern just now. You must know that he is gifted and talented, and he has already reached the Spirit Pattern Realm, and he can use Spirit Pattern magic skills, so he can only explain one thing, he has hidden his strength, and he is just fighting with a strong physical body.

"No, no!" someone folded a fan and gently incited, meaning the word.

A bunch of people looked at each other suspiciously.

The young man put away the folding fan with a snap, and said with a smile, "This young man has never used the Spirit Pattern Combat Technique!"

Zhao Tingsheng didn't use the spirit pattern? How could Ji Mingyuan use the spirit pattern?

"This ......" a bunch of people were speechless, as if it really was.

"Your way, that's all?" Ji Mingyuan asked in a cold voice, his voice was not cold, but as cool as a clear spring, calm and unwavering.

Hearing the sound of the armor, Zhao Tingsheng got up slowly, looked at Ji Mingyuan, and said coldly, "But I underestimate you!"

"It's still a little self-aware, it's not useless!" Ji Mingyuan said calmly.

"That's it, then you go to die!" Zhao Tingsheng said in a deep voice!

"Qiang !!"

The sword is unsheathed!

Zhao Tingsheng held a three-foot long sword in his hand, and the long sword pointed diagonally. The body of the sword was silvery-white, but it was covered with blood, like blood flowing. The long sword was unsheathed, and the blood light of the sword body was even more brilliant and shining, exuding a killing aura, and a faint blood mist wrapped around the sword body, which was quite weird and evil.

"Bloody Sword!" someone said in shock.

"It is rumored that General Zhao conquered a city and captured thousands of prisoners, and he forged a new sword, but all the captives were slaughtered by him, and the sword was sacrificed with blood!

"I've also heard that by the time General Zhao arrives with his troops, he has already killed all that is left! ”

People whispered to each other, and what they said was terrible. Thousands of people were slaughtered by him, so how many people did this sword have to kill? How many innocent lives died tragically under the sword?

"This sword has been irrigated by me with human blood and powerful beast blood all year round, and the killing aura is extremely powerful, and you will also become a wisp of revenant soul under my sword today!" Zhao Tingsheng said with a sinister smile.

Ji Mingyuan could feel his gaze, and after he held the Blood Demon Sword, he seemed to be a different person. His eyes were like bloodthirsty tigers, and they became even more gloomy. The breath was furious, and when he stared at himself, Ji Mingyuan felt that he was being stared at like a wild beast.

"At a young age, you are addicted to killing, how can you grow up?" Ji Mingyuan said calmly, his body twisted, his bones clicked, and he was stretching his waist, ready for the next fierce battle. This is a battle between blood and death, and to lose is to die. With Zhao Tingsheng's bloodthirsty eyes, if he loses, he will definitely die without a corpse, and he can't even bury the corpse, right?

"Fall here!" Zhao Tingsheng laughed coldly.

Ye Tingwan frowned, her eyes were slightly fascinated, staring at Zhao Tingsheng's back.

It's a heads-up fight of her age, and she can't interfere, but she'll stop it if necessary, so she'll keep an eye on this battle to avoid accidents.

"The contest between life and death, why are you so persistent at this time?" Li Yixuan stood with his hands in his hands, fluttering, looking at Ji Mingyuan calmly, talking to himself, which was unpredictable.

"Killing to become the way is not the right path in the end, and in the end you will only lose yourself in killing and fall into endless darkness!" Ji Mingyuan said calmly, calmly facing the eyes full of endless murderous aura, and he was not afraid of anyone.

"Huh?" Zhao Tingsheng was stunned. This kid is almost the same as what his father said. When he sacrificed the new sword with the blood of thousands of captives, his father said something similar to himself......

"There is less of a high-ranking monk who looks like he is pointing out the maze. You are not worthy!" Zhao Tingsheng's voice was depressed, as if he had been suppressed for many years, and finally exploded in an instant!

"Qiang !!"

The longsword made a tremble, slicing through the sky, sliding a trail of blood, and a spin swept out of the arc of a moon. A step exploded instantly, and he rushed forward quickly, jumping out of a distance of several meters, and the bluestone bricks on the ground instantly shattered, and the powder flew, and a sword pointed at Ji Mingyuan's heart.

Ji Mingyuan was shocked, his spiritual power was as white as smoke, his expression was solemn, and he looked at Zhao Tingsheng who was attacking and killing him intently.

Before he arrived, Ji Mingyuan's figure flickered by, leaving behind a spiritual power as faint as smoke, and the figure had already moved away, avoiding the terrifying sword.

Hearing a bang, the sword momentum suddenly changed, and a sword swept, threatening to cut off Ji Mingyuan. With its restrained posture of cold light on the blade, it can be done!

"Calculated correctly?" Li Yixuan was surprised, it was obvious that Zhao Tingsheng had calculated the landing location, if Ji Mingyuan jumped back, he could also take another leap and continue to approach, if he avoided his edge and dodged, he could also land to change his sword momentum and continue to attack.

Looking at his bloodthirsty eyes, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, Ji Mingyuan was frightened and quickly retreated.

"Poof......

A sword swept, leaving a trail of blood in the air, matched by a scene of blood splattered in the sky.

"It's so fast!" Ji Mingyuan jumped not far away, covered his abdomen with his left hand and said softly.

So fast!

The speed is quite terrifying. If he is as strong as a tiger, then his offensive is like a sinister and vicious snake ready to attack. When it is not moving, the wind and waves are calm, the sea and the sky are wide, and after moving, it is like a violent storm, angry sea, and the momentum is fierce.

His belly and clothes were torn, and the blood was dripping, staining his white clothes red, which was quite eye-catching.

"It's such a fast speed, this guy's strength is getting better and better!" Li Yixuan said in surprise, but he was not afraid.

"Die!" Zhao Tingsheng roared, retracted his sword and spun, and swept towards Ji Mingyuan's neck......