The cold and soft fingertips swiped around Ji Mingyuan's body, making Ji Mingyuan stiff and stunned! I couldn't help but subconsciously whisper, "It's so comfortable!"

"Little pervert!" the Seventh Elder sneered, turned around and jumped, jumped under the ring, and waved his hand, "Fight! Fight to the death, kill me!"

"......" Ji Mingyuan!

What's the situation? I didn't shout indecent, why did you touch yourself and turn your face and not recognize people?

Ji Mingyuan has a feeling that he doesn't recognize people when he puts on his pants, and he is still a man, what's the matter?

And also!

Ji Mingyuan just wanted to go and rest, but as a result, the seven elders cured themselves.

"Then can Young Master Ji continue?" Bai Lingqiu smiled.

"Yes! Yes!" Ji Mingyuan said helplessly, a little reluctant and a little tired.

Bai Lingqiu ignored his reluctance, he was here to find a venue, how could he let Ji Mingyuan go?

"Huh?" Ji Mingyuan was puzzled, he still thought that Bai Lingqiu would go on his own, and use himself to be the vanguard first, and test his strength?

Everyone laughed and said nothing, very calmly.

Bai Lingqiu was not embarrassed, he looked at the man holding the sword on the side and said with a smile, "Then Senior Brother Jun, are you on?"

The man in black held the black sword in his hand, nodded, did not refuse, strolled forward, passed by him, and with a slight touch of his toes, floated up and landed on the ring.

Ji Mingyuan began to retreat, closing the distance, preparing to fight, while looking at this man!

This man is not big, about twenty years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, heroic and cold, different from the elegant white clothes of other Dust Pavilion, he is dressed in dull black, his handsome face is like a knife, the contours are clear, and his long black and thick hair hangs down, floating through the deep, cold pupils from time to time!

Ji Mingyuan didn't feel any murderous aura on him, but there was a depressing aura, oppressing people's hearts, he was like a stone, his breath was restrained, impermeable, but tall, towering in front of people, there was an invisible sense of oppression!

This man is strong!

Ji Mingyuan sensed it, but Ji Mingyuan couldn't sense his strength! Either he hid his strength, or his strength was too low to sense it.

"King's Landing" King's Landing held a sword in his hand, reported his name, and his face was expressionless!

"Ji Mingyuan!" Ji Mingyuan bowed back. At the same time, Ji Mingyuan was surprised.

This name is so atmospheric! The king is in the world, and the red dust is in the red dust!

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Han suppressed Jun Linchen's cultivation, and he couldn't wait to watch them fight.

"Come on, Senior Brother Jun killed him!"

"Senior Brother Jun beat him down, don't show mercy to his subordinates!"

"Senior Brother Jun, come on!"

......

The disciples of the Falling Dust Pavilion were immense, the sound was like a tide, the mighty attack was coming, shaking the Quartet, incomparably loud, resounding through the sky, making people's blood boil!

It's a pity that these are all people's!

glanced at Li Chunfeng, Li Chunfeng also looked at Ji Mingyuan and said lightly, "Don't lose!

What a gap!

Ji Mingyuan sighed in his heart, "Why is there no one to cheer for me?"

"Other people's territory, it's normal! It's normal!" Ji Mingyuan comforted himself in his heart.

......

"Since Senior Brother Jun has made a move, then it's fine!" said a man who had just arrived.

"That's for sure, Senior Brother Jun's swordsmanship is the best among us! The talent is also top-notch, and the area here is special, and there is a powerful residual sword intent, Senior Brother Jun simply occupies the right time and place! If he can still lose, then isn't this young man the reincarnation of a true immortal?" Mo Hanshuang, who was dressed in a long white dress fluttering, slim and elegant, and a stunning beauty, smiled, her laughter was soft and beautiful, and her smile was touching.

This island was carried back by the Great Elder, and there was a majestic sword intent remaining, although most of it had been dissipated, but there was still a lot left, for a sword cultivator like Jun Linchen, it was simply a treasure of feng shui! Ji Mingyuan heard that it was the first time to come here, and it was not easy to bear the sword intent, right?

"What? I heard there's a bet, let's press it!" Mo Chenyuan laughed quickly, not worried.

King's Landing is not the highest strength among them, and his talent is not the top, but his comprehension of swords is the highest, and his swordsmanship is superb, and no one can match it!

Bai Lingqiu looked at Ji Mingyuan, and said softly in an inaudible voice, "Is this really the case?"

......

Looking at a few masters of the younger generation, Xiao Han smiled and said, "If you lose, then the fun will be great!"

"If you lose, give me all the retreat and cultivation! If you don't break through, don't embarrass me!" the third elder said angrily.

"I'm very optimistic about this kid!t-tut-tut~This little body bones!" The Seventh Elder smiled.

"Senior sister, how can you see the lust and be interested, which side are you?" the third elder said helplessly, helpless against this eccentric junior sister.

"Oh, look at what you said, of course I'm on the side of our Falling Dust Pavilion!But we can't be short-sighted!This young man is really good!" The Seventh Elder smiled fairly, and did not belittle Ji Mingyuan because of his identity!

"He's physically strong! Even if I use spells, I can't recover so quickly!" the Seventh Elder said with a meaningful smile.

She knew her strength that Ji Mingyuan was so seriously injured, and there were all kinds of energy and killing intent left by the disciples of the Falling Dust Pavilion on her body, even she needed half a stick of incense to completely dispel these complex powers, and then completely heal herself Ji Mingyuan and dispel his fatigue, but just now she completely healed herself in less than half a stick of incense, and Ji Mingyuan's physical body was too good to imagine.

Rare in ancient and modern times!

Xiao Han smiled faintly, looked ahead, and watched the quietly approaching battle! When he played against Ji Mingyuan for the first time, he knew that Ji Mingyuan was very extraordinary, and then he brought Ji Mingyuan here, and Ji Mingyuan was able to adapt to the sword qi here at once, which was not simple.

"Qiang !!"

Jun Linchen held the long sword in his hand, lifted it with his left thumb, the long sword was unsheathed by an inch, and he began to stride away.

"What a strong sword intent!" Ji Mingyuan was surprised! The moment the long sword of the monarch was unsheathed, Ji Mingyuan felt the majestic sword intent sweeping over, forcing it, and the sword intent was overwhelming.

Ji Mingyuan's clothes waved, and a silver streamer flew out of his clothes, falling into his hand and turning into a delicate and beautiful silver long sword!

Sword for sword!

"Fight against Senior Brother Jun! Stupid!" Someone couldn't help but laugh shamefully! Jun Linchen's swordsmanship is well-known to be strong, Ji Mingyuan actually wants to win over Jun Linchen in swordsmanship?

However, Jun Linchen's eyes lit up, and he saw that the sword in Ji Mingyuan's hand was a good sword, which made the sword qi a little more powerful, and the fighting spirit was full of enthusiasm!

"The sword is a gentleman!

"Boom!"

The sound fell, and the two of them smashed into it like stones in an instant! Faintly hearing the sound of the long sword unsheathed, two sword lights shone brightly, shining in all directions.

"Bell~"

The two of them got close, and the long sword slashed at each other's swords, one black and one white, black as ink, white as ice! The two swords slashed together, and sparks splashed everywhere! The two looked at each other with sword intent, and the murderous aura bloomed unreservedly!

A palm blasted out, the two of them retreated, and rushed out in an instant, the figures alternated, the sword light was bright, the afterimages continued, the sparks splashed everywhere, the onlookers could no longer see the sword, only the afterimages collided in the air, the sparks burst out, the two long swords collided fiercely, extremely intense, the crisp sound from the metal collision was endless, crisp and loud!

Ji Mingyuan lightly, a sword swept through thousands of troops, withered and decayed, domineering, a sword shook away Jun Linchen's black sword, shocked him back! The sword turned around, a sword swept, and slashed at Jun Linchen's neck, the strength was incomparably fierce, fast, the long sword cut through the sky, tore the air, and made a sound of breaking the sky, without a trace of mercy on his subordinates, and the move was fatal.

Jun Linchen's face was expressionless, his body leaned back, the long sword was raised, Ji Mingyuan's long sword was thrown away, and it bounced away, the sharp blade of the sword slashed less than an inch in front of his eyes, he suddenly stepped back, went up, swept across with the sword, and slashed at Ji Mingyuan's neck, and in an instant, he broke the lore, and killed back!

Ji Mingyuan leaned back, his long sword hit the ground, a cold light crossed his face, and the strands of his long flowing hair fell down and were cut off, he turned around suddenly, kicked out, and kicked the back of Jun Linchen.

"Bang !!"

After Jun Linchen, he kicked out, kicked together with Ji Mingyuan, and the two of them flew out more than ten zhang away.

"It's exciting!"

"It's dangerous!"

......

The disciples of the Falling Dust Pavilion were terrified, the battle between Ji Mingyuan and Jun Linchen was like lightning and stone, very fast, the offensive was rapid, and the move was directly attacked!

"This is not a competition! It's a battle of life and death!" said a female disciple.

Their attack was only a few breaths away, but they wielded dozens of swords, which was extremely fierce, and the onlookers were terrified. Each of their swords has to tear each other apart, as long as one is not careful, he may be cut off by the waist, a sword wipes the neck, it is not the so-called competition at all, the so-called point to stop, this is simply like a battle of life and death!

Either you die or you die.

"Something is going to happen if you beat them like this!" said the third elder, going up to stop them.

Xiao Han stopped him with a smile!

"What are you doing? What should I do if something happens?" the third elder said with some annoyance, Xiao Han watched here for a long time, but he didn't stop it, causing such a big thing to happen.

Xiao Han smiled and said: "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky! If you are killed, you can only blame yourself for your lack of strength, what are you doing here? Blocking their way? Cutting off their way? The road of cultivation is already a road of corpses and a sea of blood! Stepping on the corpses of others! Natural selection, survival of the fittest! Either you lose or win! Either you live or die!"

The two of them fought in the same realm, who is to blame for their deaths? Isn't it to blame themselves for being useless?

"You ......" The third elder was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but he couldn't refute it! Xiao Han was right, and he couldn't find fault with it!

As he said, this world is so realistic, so bloody! Either become strong! or die! The weak are not qualified to ask for anything! Even living is just a charity of the strong!

"Oh, Senior Brother, let's watch the game!" Let's watch the game!" The Seventh Elder ran over with a smile and comforted, thought about it and dragged the Third Elder to turn around, out of sight and out of mind, and directly didn't show it to him.

Ji Mingyuan got up, looked at Jun Linchen in front of him and smiled, happy in his heart! It was a feeling of joy that he had found an evenly matched opponent!

King's Landing Chen's thousand-year-old frosty cheeks, the corners of his mouth flashed a trace of imperceptible curvature.