Chapter 200: The Rain Knocks on the Window (I)

At this moment, there was already an additional figure not far in front of Zhao Jiuge, Zhao Jiuge didn't need to look at it, he knew that it was the person who made the voice before, and he just came at this moment, but it was too late, everyone had already fallen into the light, and everything just now seemed to be slow, but it actually happened between the lightning and flint. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Hmph, what a bold man, why are you so mad, you are not afraid of others encircling you and letting you be hunted down for life!"

At this time, the voice said angrily, after all, no one has ever dared to act so openly in the city, such an approach is tantamount to provoking those righteous sects and families, but Zhao Jiuge just did it, and he was so disdainful.

Zhao Jiuge, who was indifferent, raised his head at this time, his eyelids were slightly raised, and he looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

A middle-aged man in a gray cloth robe, with a somewhat fat figure, some white silk on his temples, and an ordinary appearance, he looks like a depressed scholar, holding a fan that is not opened together, but with the breath of the realm of transforming gods, he naturally does not dare to underestimate him, and although Bai'e City is not big, he can sit in Bai Echeng, which is naturally a little powerful.

Hearing the words of this gray-robed man, Zhao Jiuge was a little sneering, laughed again, and couldn't help but retort sarcastically, "What is righteousness, what is magic? You are qualified to comment on others, if you want to kill, you can kill, if you want to leave, who will listen to so much nonsense." ”

Generally speaking, in the same realm of competing for spiritual power, basically no one can love themselves, who makes themselves have a solid foundation and has an eight-grade spirit pill, but at the moment, the aura of this gray-robed middle-aged man is obviously oppressive to himself, Zhao Jiuge guesses that he should have reached the bottleneck and is about to break through to the Linghai realm, otherwise no matter how small Bai Echeng is, there will not be only one god realm monk in charge.

Originally, after killing a group of disciples of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect, Zhao Jiuge had already been a little evil, and he planned to leave just like that, and Zhao Jiuge, who had nothing to do with it, would not kill indiscriminately, but looking at the posture and tone of this middle-aged man, Zhao Jiuge suddenly felt disgusted, after all, the most taboo thing for Zhao Jiuge was that others would talk about good and evil in front of him.

"If you are stubborn, since this is the case, then you can stay, it just so happens that a demon like you is also hurtful to survive. The gray-robed middle-aged man was angry with Zhao Jiu, he asked him to stop before, but he didn't pay attention to himself, and killed all the people, and now he said that he was not qualified to comment, if he couldn't even keep a guy in the middle of the god realm today, then he had really cultivated for so long in vain.

He also knows Zhao Jiuge's affairs, after all, Zhao Jiuge's reputation is hot, but it is not good to choose where to start as soon as he appears, he has to choose Bai'e City, where he sits, just to see that he is good at bullying and provoking him.

"Smack. ”

The gray-robed middle-aged man's face was a little ugly, and at the same time, the gray robe on his body was windless, and his momentum emanated, and the fan in his hand was also opened, and the fan exuded a faint blue starlight.

Zhao Jiuge's body was tense, and his eyes subconsciously narrowed a little, this person naturally brought him a strong sense of threat, far from being comparable to the rabble of the black-faced man.

The most important thing is that Zhao Jiuge can't see through this person, after all, each monk's moves are different, and unknown things are naturally difficult to guard against, he doesn't know the identity of this middle-aged man, so he is naturally very vigilant.

The fourth layer of the Xuantian Sword Duel, Twilight Cloud.

Zhao Jiuge has never been a person who sits still, he has always believed that the first strike is the strongest, since the middle-aged man in the gray robe has made it clear that he wants to leave his life, he knows that a fight is inevitable, and the only thing Zhao Jiuge is a little worried about is that the longer the time drags on, will there be more people coming, after all, it has already alarmed a late stage of the god realm, if there is another one, he will not be able to parry, Zhao Jiuge is worried that the powerful monks in the nearby city will come again, so not only to strike first, but also to fight quickly.

Looking at the endless, twilight-like sword qi, the gray-robed middle-aged man was a little surprised, he was already on the verge of making a move, but he didn't expect this Zhao Jiuge to do it before him, which couldn't help but make him even more angry.

The right hand is holding a high-grade spiritual weapon jade fan, and the palm of the left hand is empty, and then the spiritual power is condensed, and a cyan water bead is suspended in the palm of his hand, the cyan water bead is no more than the size of a thumb cover, but the power contained in it is no less than a shocking wave, and the cyan water beads are also radiant around them.

Zhao Jiuge was deeply shocked in his heart at this moment, and when he saw this cyan water droplet, he almost thought that this gray-robed middle-aged man had just hidden his cultivation and was a monk of the Spirit Sea Realm, but after looking at it for a long time, he was sure that the gray-robed middle-aged man was in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm.

Generally speaking, this kind of method is the signature method of the Linghai realm, and now that this gray-robed middle-aged man can use it, it can only mean one thing, that is, he has indeed stepped into the Linghai realm with half a foot, and he is not an ordinary god realm monk, and if he can use this method in advance, then his qualifications are not low, which made Zhao Jiuge deeply shocked At the same time, he was even more afraid of the gray-robed middle-aged man in front of him.

"Phew. ”

Immovable as a mountain, moving as a rabbit, he is talking about a middle-aged person in a gray robe, and he has only one impression on Zhao Jiuge, that is, stability, even if he oppresses himself in terms of cultivation, the middle-aged man in gray robe still does not underestimate Zhao Jiuge, but is very cautious.

It was precisely this kind of stability that made Zhao Jiuge feel pressured, but Zhao Jiuge had already made a move, so he let go of all his burdens, and naturally his mind would not waver, and the middle-aged man in gray robe, with a flick of his fingers, the cyan water droplets, immediately carried a trajectory in the air, and shot towards the swept twilight cloud sword qi.

"Bang. ”

The sword duel that he has always relied on to become famous, it seems that in front of this gray-robed middle-aged man, there is finally something that is not enough, and the endless sword qi in the sky is directly rushed away.

No matter how powerful your sword qi is, no matter how much sword qi you have, I will just break ten thousand laws with one drop of water.

In the blink of an eye, the speed of the impact of the sword qi could not keep up with the speed of being destroyed by that drop of water droplet, Zhao Jiuge looked at this scene with a solemn face, and naturally understood in his eyes that this was not as simple as an ordinary water droplet, but the essence part of the spiritual power condensed in the body of the gray-robed middle-aged man in front of him, so he was able to be so strong!

Seeing that his domineering sword qi was so easily dissolved by the gray-robed middle-aged man, Zhao Jiuge knew in his heart that this opponent was a little tricky, if he saw that the situation was not good later, he would run away, anyway, there was nothing to be ashamed of, now facing the gray-robed middle-aged man, he might not be able to beat it, but he would definitely be able to run away, if he came back later, he was afraid that it would be more difficult for him to run.

The voice of the dragon chant suddenly resounded in the sky, the sound broke through the sky, shocking, many onlookers were startled, and those who were a little knowledgeable understood that it was one of Zhao Jiuge's means to press the bottom of the box, anyway, Zhao Jiuge was also a man of the hour, and the things of the past naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Even in the dark eyes of the gray-robed middle-aged man, there was a dignified color, Zhao Jiuge had cultivated to this realm in just a few years, and after the cultivation of the Xuantian Sword Gate, it was naturally not comparable to the ordinary god realm, so he didn't underestimate Zhao Jiuge at the beginning, and now when he saw Zhao Jiuge's method of decision, the breath was mysterious, and the gray-robed middle-aged man was like a great enemy, and he was immediately ready to release the means of pressing the bottom of the box, after all, it was not easy to practice until now, and no one wanted to capsize in the gutter and lose his life.

The six days of golden-veined dragons, as soon as they appeared, attracted everyone's attention, opened their teeth and danced, lifelike, originally the six golden-veined dragons had been destroyed when they were in the sect martial arts conference, this was still some time ago when they were in Xiaoyao Valley, and they took time and spiritual power to condense again.

Dusk Cloud's sword qi was destroyed, and the six golden-veined dragons were intertwined with each other, with a fierce aura, and rushed towards the gray-robed middle-aged man, the gray-robed middle-aged man's face couldn't help but change slightly, his physical body was not strong, if he was impacted, I am afraid that there would be more than one luck, and it would inevitably be damaged.

The cyan drops of water were still floating in the void, exuding a huge coercion, even after the previous impact, at this time, the six golden-veined dragons rushed towards this cyan droplet, as if this cyan drops of water were a rare plaything in their eyes.

"Boom..."

When a golden-veined swimming dragon touched the cyan droplet, the entire dragon body was suddenly shocked, and it bounced backwards, and the dragon body that was lifelike just now suddenly dissipated a lot, looking a little illusory, not so condensed.

However, the cyan water droplet also appeared turbulent, the color became much darker, and no matter how powerful the spiritual power was, it would become vulnerable after continuous consumption, so when the second golden-veined swimming dragon and the dragon body fell hard against the cyan water droplet, the cyan water droplet finally dissipated, and the second golden-veined swimming dragon itself was also a lot more illusory.

Seeing this, Zhao Jiuge immediately withdrew the two golden-veined dragons, after all, every time it is re-condensed, it takes a lot of effort and time, Zhao Jiuge is reluctant to let the golden-veined dragons that have just been condensed dissipate again, anyway, the cyan drops have been broken right now, and the remaining four gold-veined dragons are the best to solve the gray-robed middle-aged man, if he can't solve it, then he is ready to run away, and he will not be stupid to stay here and fight with him.

So it's good to stop here, if it is replaced by Fu Qingzhen here, then maybe Zhao Jiuge will choose to fight hard, although Zhao Jiuge is a little vigilant, but it is quite easy, it is still easy to escape in front of the middle-aged man in the gray robe.

The remaining four golden-veined dragons, that time emitted a roar, and rushed towards the gray-robed middle-aged man, and at this time, the gray-robed middle-aged man's offensive had also been completed, and Zhao Jiuge, at this moment, he was also constantly thinking, and it was amazingly similar, even more precious than Zhao Jiuge, with some kind of decision, the gray-robed middle-aged man, waving the jade fan in his hand, made his most powerful killing move.