"Uncle Shi!"

Qing Tianzhao didn't expect that Tianhe Zhenren would ignore the overall situation when he met his old lover, and he didn't even say hello when he said he was leaving, and his original arrogance was now pouring out of thousands of miles.

At this time, there were more than 20 Heavenly Dao Sect disciples in the courtyard who retained their combat effectiveness, and everyone had an expression on their faces that had not suddenly realized until now, and they looked at Qing Tianzhao at a loss.

Qing Tianzhao calmed down, and said in his heart that the other party could only beat Ji Chengqing alone, and all the people he brought were elite disciples, even if he ate hard, he would be beaten down. What's more, Hai Mingyue has already appeared, and this matter cannot but be decided.

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly: "Listen to my orders, and work together to take down the lewd thief Ji Chengqing!"

Hai Mingyue saw that the disciples of the Heavenly Daoist Sect were all in a position to besiege him, and immediately said, "Stop, I see which of you dares to touch Brother Ji!"

"Brother Ji?"

All the disciples were taken aback, and they all looked at Hai Mingyue in amazement.

Qing Tianzhaojun's face sank slightly: "Mingyue, what are you doing, don't mess around!"

Hai Mingyue looked at Qing Tianzhao, who had a dashing demeanor and a jade-faced gentleman, and a wisp of disgust arose in her heart.

If she only believed in Ji Cheng's words for seven or eight points before, now she has no suspicions at all.

Madness, this is her judgment after re-examining the Pope's closed disciple, the leading young generation of the Church.

Compared with Ji Chengche and Lin Yin, she really can't imagine that they are both young people, why is there such a big difference between the two sides?

While she was working at this time, she suddenly heard Ji Cheng say in a deep voice: "Aunt Ma, close the door." ”

The hemp pole closed the courtyard door without making a sound, and stood by the door.

This posture is clearly trying to close the door and beat the dog!

Qing Tianzhao's face changed slightly, and he sincerely felt a kind of humiliation, as well as the anger inspired by the humiliation.

His eyes stared at Ji Chengche like a sword, the corners of his lips curled slightly arrogantly, and he said with a sneer: "Could it be that His Highness Chengche wants to leave all the more than twenty of us behind?"

Ji Chengche didn't care how he laughed, and teased: "It's rare that you are smart once." ”

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect were filled with righteous indignation when they heard this, and they all shouted angrily: "What a big breath, and I am not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue!"

Speaking of which, although the cultivation of these disciples cannot be compared with Qing Tianzhao and Hai Mingyue, they are by no means a dog or a cat, otherwise it would be impossible to accompany Qing Tianzhao to perform tasks in Xiaguan.

Hai Mingyue also felt that Ji Chengche was a little arrogant, thought about it, raised his face and said, "Brother Ji, since this matter started by me, it should be handled impartially by the elders of my Qiyu Sect, okay?"

Ji Chengche smiled and shook his head: "Come and don't be rude, I can't be rude." ”

After all, he is still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and he can not be angry when he is framed for no reason? These days, he has a bad breath in his chest, and now when he sees the culprit, how can he easily let go of the door.

Without waiting for Hai Mingyue to answer, Ji Cheng's consciousness was condensed, and the wind and clouds in Xiao Qiankun were blazing, and wisps of formless and shadowless thoughts were released and integrated into the void around him.

"Duh!" With a spell from him, the surrounding space was as bright as thousands of fire candles, and the vitality of the eight directions was surging to gather wind and clouds, and suddenly hundreds of red fire dragons appeared in front of Ji Chengqing's body, as if the mountains and the sea changed color, and rushed towards the surrounding Heavenly Dao disciples.

"Fire Spell!" The disciples were shocked, and hurriedly retreated, each wielding his sword and dusting to resist it.

Qing Tianzhao snorted disdainfully in his nose, and "Keng" Duanyuan Immortal Sword handed out a "Yulin Bell" in a clear voice, and a blue glow was suddenly reflected between heaven and earth, like the best blue and white porcelain, transparent and moist and shining, and in an instant, thousands of rain silks danced with the wind, drawing a streamer blue line that was clearly visible to the naked eye and attacked Ji Chengqing.

The so-called shooting people first shoots horses, and he gives up the same door and does not save his hands to attack Ji Chengqing, which is a very clever means.

However, he is Ji Chengqing's real first target of attack, while casting the "Hundred Dragons Mantra", the Gang Qi in his body took advantage of the momentum to rise, and the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife agitated like thunder and burst out of a puff of Xuanhuo, and the sword qi slammed into the attacking rain sword qi, and the sword rose angrily and split a large diagonal line from top to bottom, which was the first stroke of the word "so".

"Click!" the thunder and lightning roared from the fire and water, and the light of the knife was like a thunderbolt cracking through the sky, cutting through a crack in the wind and rain that danced wildly.

Ji Cheng's body is like a fish and dragon dancing, cutting into the gap and going straight with a longitudinal knife, and the fetal Yuan Shendao turns into the second hand of the word "so", opening and closing the air through Changhong, and slashing Qing Amaterasu's chest head-on.

Qing Tianzhao was secretly awe-inspiring, this was not the first time he and Ji Chengqing had fought each other. In fact, the two once met in front of Tiandu Peak, and there was a battle between them.

In that battle, Qing Tianzhao remembered clearly that Ji Chengche used four knives in a row to dissolve his own "Yulin Bell".

Now that he is fighting again in a different place, it is still this type of "Yulin Bell", Ji Chengche actually attacked him with only two knives, could it be said that he deliberately hid his clumsiness last time or did he cultivate and improve in just ten days?

Either way, it's not a good thing for Amaterasu.

But at the same time, he was also angered by Ji Chengqing's momentum of looking at himself as nothing, and a long roar in his mouth was like a golden stone cracking, and the Duanyuan Immortal Sword was running like a wheel flashing with layers of brilliance, as if a ** raging flood, making the space around his body almost distorted, and the sword blade flickered between wandering, enveloping Ji Chengqing's body.

Under the influence of the qi machine, Ji Chengqing's thirty-six acupuncture points all over his body emitted a sharp pain like a pinprick, and he couldn't help but secretly praise Qing Amaterasu in his heart.

On that day, the slaughter of the leopard double-pen flying point eighteen meridian points is a rare unique mastery, and now Qing Tianzhao only has one hand and a single sword to point the thirty-six points, how can this attainment be multiplied?

Fortunately, Ji Chengche had already planned, and when he saw Qing Amaterasu changing his move, the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife was still the same, so I continued to slash forward diagonally.

Hearing the crisp sound of "Ding Ding Ding Ding" rainstorm pear blossoms, the sword hit me many times in an instant, splashing clusters of dazzling sparks and bursting.

Qing Tianzhao relied on his skill to be higher than Ji Chengqing, and simply abandoned the tricks of the flowers, and the Duanyuan Immortal Sword was hard to touch, and a sword was as heavy as a sword slashing on the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife.

The Fetal Yuan Shen Knife is as stable as a rock, no matter how turbulent the sword is, it is always chaotic, and it is as clear as a mountain.

The sword collided with thirty-six double bounces, as if it was an equal result.

Qing Tianzhao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and he wanted to make a comeback with a swing of his sword.

I didn't want Ji Chengqing to move faster, so he stepped forward and turned the Yuan Shen Knife and slashed it vigorously.

Qing Tianzhao exhaled and raised his voice to achieve ten successful strengths, and the Duanyuan Immortal Sword used a "Pingye Wide" reverse sweep, and collided with the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife in one place.

"Keng!" There was a sound like the sky cracking, Qing Tianzhao felt that his chest was like a hammer, and he couldn't help but take three steps back, and the small Qiankun in his body was in turmoil, and a mouthful of hot blood rushed to his throat and swallowed it raw.

Looking at Ji Chengche again, the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife actually flew out of his hands, taking advantage of the situation to unload most of his strength, and turned sideways with both feet, like a full-fledged sail crashing into a middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was hurriedly extinguishing the fire dragon, and when he saw Ji Chengche get rid of Qing Tianzhao's onslaught, he suddenly turned to himself without warning, and couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly stabbed his sword in the chest.

Ji Chengqing's arms moved the "Huansha style", and the middle-aged Taoist priest only felt dazzled, and the fairy sword in his hand was like a lonely boat in the stormy waves, swaying up and down, left and right, completely unable to help himself, and suddenly let go of his hand and flew out.

"Bang!" Ji Chengche was unceremoniously, rubbing his body and bullying him to get closer, and it was another "Zhenhai change" that kicked the middle-aged Taoist priest to the ground.

"Hmm-" His divine sense flourished again, and he cast the "Wind Spirit Spell" and roared towards the surrounding Taoist priests.

The wind helped the fire to burn and smoke, only to hear the sound of "bang", Ji Chengche's fists and feet were full of firepower, and soon there were more than 20 Heavenly Dao disciples in the courtyard, and no one except Qing Tianzhao could stand.

Hai Mingyue was dumbfounded, she never dreamed that Ji Chengche would do what she said, and it would be as easy to put down the disciples as easily as chopping vegetables and melons.

Although she lost to Ji Chengqing last time, she was not very convinced, and felt that it was mostly due to her underestimation of the enemy. Otherwise, with all your might, even if you lose, it will take thirty or fifty rounds.

But looking at Ji Chengqing's punching, kicking, knife and attacking together, one move and one style were clean and immediate, and he was afraid that his little "flower fist and embroidered legs" would be difficult to stop him, no wonder Qing Tianzhao was forced to be embarrassed by him and Lin Yin on the observation deck, and his strength was by no means fortunate.

Over there, Qing Amaterasu was about to ease up, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed and annoyed when he saw his fellow disciples lying on the ground, and regretted that he shouldn't have fallen for Ji Chengche's trick for a while.

He shouted angrily at Duanyuan Immortal's sword light flower, and immediately the natural vision bloomed with green lotus, and the flower bloomed auspiciously, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, attracting the magnificent and majestic vitality of heaven and earth to bombard Ji Chengqing.

Ji Cheng's body soared like an eagle, fluttering his arms to catch the fetal Yuan Divine Knife that was flying down, and the Qinglian flew into the sky, arrogant and heroic, and the Xuanjing Dragon Breath in his body spewed out all his sword energy, and he jumped down with a smile.

In the middle of the empty hand, the fetal Yuan Shen Dao was glowing, and the magic patterns were shining brightly, like sunshine dragon scales, ten thousand points of gold, and in an instant, the vitality floating in all directions in the void seemed to be emptied, and the surging convergence was applied to the knife.

"Hum-" The sword was dazzling, transparent and dazzling, unobstructed, and thunderous slashed towards the top of Qing Amaterasu's head.

Qing Tianzhao was shocked, he didn't care about his face and forgot his previous ambitions, and turned the green lotus layer by layer to support the top of his head while dodging and retreating.

It's not that he's timid, it's really Ji Chengqing's sword that resonates with the mountains and the sea, and has the power to encroach on the sun and the moon and the river against the current, even if the head of Taoism is afraid of it today, he doesn't dare to attack him.

However, what puzzled him was that even if Ji Chengqing had a fetal Yuan Divine Sword, how could his skills be so mellow.

God, why do you favor this arrogant child!(83 Chinese .com.)