The old farmer-looking cultivator continued to smoke a cigarette leisurely, with his hands behind his back, but the pair of squinted eyes were patrolling up and down the white-robed and white-faced young man opposite, as if he wanted to see Ji Nineteen thoroughly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And for such a long time, the monks who should have dispersed have almost dispersed, and those who are left are either Ji and Murong's ironcore, or those who are ill-intentioned and lively.

It's not a big deal, and most of the people who watch the excitement are standing more than ten feet behind the smoke-gun monk.

And Huang Dingtian and the like, as well as the vast majority of the monks of Daqi and the bearded monk of Lingwu Island who usually quarreled with Ji Shijiu and the others, as well as many monks in the Xi Kingdom and those monks who usually danced the most were all surrounded behind Murong Yan, and there was a faint taste of support.

However, these people still didn't dare to come forward, and they all watched the gambling fight between the two with bated breath.

Judging from the looks of most of the monks, they are not very optimistic about Ji Nineteen's gambling fight.

After all, the cultivation is there, a cultivator in the early stage of the Dan, a transformation realm cultivator, just now he was able to resist the other party's understatement blow by relying on the cooperation skills that resonated with Murong and the two, and now he is dealing with it alone, it is not what it is to hit the stone with an egg.

Some people are even beginning to regret it, thinking that Ji Shijiu is too stupid to agree to this gamble that has no equality at all.

Ji Shijiu himself is meticulously prepared, although there is pressure, but there is no huge sense of oppression and despair that others feel.

I saw that his eyes were looking at his nose and nose, his expression was calm, his body was running slowly and evenly, the mana of his limbs and hundreds of bones was gathering towards him, and all the points were kept in the best state.

The hand is also constantly moving, checking the position of the sword from the sleeve, keeping the line first, followed by several defensive magic weapons and defensive charms.

If you don't win or defeat first, do a good job of how to take over the palm if you can't break the opponent's palm head-on.

After hesitating for a moment, he brought the only intact defensive magic weapon to the forefront, but it was not yet the time to summon it.

Once the magic weapon is summoned, it means that he is ready, and the other party will immediately attack.

After sorting out the order of the magic weapons, the mana in the body is also straightened out to the best state, as for the mana lost before, it cannot be replenished in a short time, but fortunately, it is only a one-hit competition, and there is no need for long-term mana consumption.

After half a pillar of incense, Ji Shijiu raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes, his deep eyes were firm and abnormal, and his expression was focused.

His lips opened slightly, and he exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the defensive magic weapon refined by the turtle shell on both sides flew out of the wide-sleeved robe that was suddenly raised, and then wrapped around his waist, and suddenly swelled from the size of a palm to cover most of his body.

Then a sword and a swordfish rushed out, quickly recovering from a three-inch size to a three-foot long section, cold and bright.

Grab the flying knife with your left hand, and start with the flying sword with your right hand.

And the two mana forces have already risen from the dantian, and they have rushed straight into the two magic weapons.

Suddenly, the long-lost sword qi and sword light burst out angrily.

On the other hand, the old peasant cultivator on the opposite side, when Ji Nineteen made a move, a wisp of light smoke rose from the corner of the cracked shriveled lips, and the hand behind him was like a jade with a powerful index finger, and the other four fingers were together, and the calm mana was infused into the palm, and when he slowly turned in front of him, his front arm bent back, and then pushed forward violently, and a palm was instantly released.

And this cultivator is even more casual and calm, without the slightest influence, the spark of the cigarette pouch pot is only a slight flash.

The palm of his hand, as soon as it left the body, turned into a big handprint, and advanced in the direction of Ji Nineteen at a speed that was not very fast.

And this cultivator actually took a puff of cigarette and kindly reminded: "Boy, pay attention." ”

The sound is not loud, but it is appropriate, so that everyone present can listen to it really, and it is very authentic.

On the contrary, Ji Shijiu was eyes condensed, his hands were raised violently, and the two magic weapons with sword qi and sword swords were slanted across several feet away from his chest.

The sword qi and sword rays that were originally extending out were of course instantly closed to the center, and a mixture of sword qi and sword rays erupted in the opposite direction on the central axis of the angle.

With a slick of his drink, the mixture of sword qi and sword light shot straight towards the light-looking handprint like a laser cannon.

At this time, Ji Nineteen felt that his hands were fluttering lightly, and the mana in his body also lost half of it, and all his limbs felt hollowed out, and a trace of exhaustion hit.

However, this is not a good time to be distracted, and you have to pay close attention to the sword qi, which has already done its best to maintain the activities of the two shields.

And with a twist of thought, several defensive charms slipped out of the cuffs, and then hurriedly pressed them to the chest, and several shields of various colors were propped up.

Saying that he was going to take the other party's palm head-on, he was not completely sure that he would be able to eliminate the palm power of a first-order monk who was higher than himself with a single sword qi, although others promised to only use one-tenth of the power.

said that it was too late and that was fast, one was the first to strike, and the other was the last to come, and the palm power and the sword qi of Ji Nineteen collided in the middle.

"Boom. ”

The sword aura that looked very sharp collided with this fluttering paper-like handprint, but of course it failed to break it with one blow.

I couldn't even shake the other party's momentum.

It is disappearing from the tip to the invisible at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the palm print is not lost at all, but the momentum of the original uniform speed has been blocked by a small half.

Although Ji Nineteen had expected it, he was also dancing wildly with his hands in a daze, adjusting his offensive by using the two magic weapons to connect with the Tongtai of this sword qi and sword.

Even after another moment, each of them emitted a few inches of sword qi and shot away sharply, hoping to replenish the consumption.

"Hey, this kid's technique is subtle, it's really impressive. No wonder Murong Er, that old ghost, would choose you, your nephew and son-in-law. ”

The cultivator on the other side didn't mean to bless the mudra at all, and after pushing out the palm print, he put his hands back to his waist again, and the cigarette pouch and pot were even more flickering, and he was chirping leisurely.

Ordinary people can use multiple mouthfuls, smoke cigarettes and speak clearly and conversely at will, and these are all pieces of cake for enlightened monks.

Ji Nineteen received the praise of the other party, although he was proud in his heart, but he didn't dare to be careless at all, and he still dealt with it nervously with a sinking face.

But the people watching the battle behind the two were very surprised.

First, I was surprised by the power of Ji Nineteen's move.

The second is to be surprised by what kind of spell can be praised by the Transformation Realm monk.

However, Murong and Huang, who are very familiar with Ji Nineteen, are not the slightest bit unusual, and they are already secretly happy to see that they were not slapped away by that palm print.

Just after the palm print stubbornly pushed a quarter of the distance, Ji Shijiu's sword qi was finally about to be unable to support it, and only less than five inches long remained.

The urgent Ji someone opened his mouth and roared.

"Phew. ”

Then, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, his cheeks rose abnormally red, and the sword that danced more rapidly tried his best to shoot out a two-inch-long sword qi.

And in front of him flashed, and in the next moment, it appeared at the tail of the combination of sword qi and sword light that was about to dissipate.

The two went up almost at the same time, and as soon as the three were contacted together, they rose sharply, and then collapsed violently, and in an instant, they completed the process of surging from a few inches long to a tyrannical mass with a diameter of more than three inches in diameter, and then collapsed into a more violent pole the size of a little finger.

Then it exploded like a firework.

It turned out that Ji Jiujiu found that this sword qi sword was overwhelmed, and after struggling to replenish a sword qi sword ray, he decisively detonated this thing.

Now he has played with the mastery taught to him by ghosts and ghosts, and if the second daughter knows about it, she will be in awe.

And this fierce blow also played a certain role, the palm print was actually pushed back three feet, and it was diluted a little, and it looked even less lethal.

But people who know the goods don't think so, the aftermath of the tiger's death is still there.

Don't look at him fluttering, but if you want him to hit the end, you can't shed a layer of skin.

The smoker on the other side also narrowed his eyes, realizing the extraordinary nature of this kid's decisive blow, but then narrowed his eyes and began to enjoy his non-stop smoke.

As if it had nothing to do with him, there was no intention of interfering after a palm.

And Ji Nineteen, who was extremely uncomfortable, made the onlookers refreshed his next move.

I saw that he took up two shields that surrounded him, held up several shields of various colors, held a sword in one hand, grabbed a knife in the other, and forked his two hands in front of him, using the two magic weapons as the sharp front of the scissors, and the two arms as the back of the scissors, and then quickly fitting straight to the stagnant palm print fork.

A pair of tiger eyes were even more round, staring ahead, with his forehead raised, and a mouthful of neat teeth to clench.

It's a rhythm that needs to be fought all the time.

And those onlookers either think this guy is crazy, or they think that this guy is too reasonable.

The world is big, and there is a big life on it, and at this time, I don't smear oil on the soles of my feet, and I rush forward hard, this is not looking for death.

Fool, two or five boys, missing a tendon......

Individuals have labeled him as such.

Obviously, they are not optimistic about this last stand.

And Huang Dingtian and Murong are of course not surprised at all, with this previous degree of commitment and sometimes the stubbornness of admitting death and the end of not giving up until the goal is achieved, such a choice is not surprising at all.

However, the hearts of the two still mentioned their throats for him.

They were all prepared for the worst, moving their pace, adjusting their positions, trying to predict the location of the landing point where they would fly back upside down like a kite with a broken string.

And the smoker's eyes flashed coldly, and his joy was gone, and he didn't know why.

However, there is still no intention of manipulating this palm print with small movements, even if it is secretly blessed with a trace of mana.

Next, there was a terrifying and bloody scene, and I almost didn't stunned people.

Ji Nineteen's body, which was speeding up, resisted the power of the palm print, but his wrists and arms could not resist, and the 'click' sounded three times in a row, and the three sounds were extremely dull, and if you carefully distinguish them, you can hear that the sounds are all accents.

Yes, broken wrists, broken elbows, broken shoulders, and everywhere there are decisive flesh connections.

The whole arm instantly drooped down, and he could no longer grasp the weapon.

And before he could react, his torso also crashed into it, but this time with the cushion of the two shields that suddenly burst with inspiration, it was much better.

First, a loud sound of a shield 'snapped', and then the aura dimmed, and the turtle plate that had been refined into a whole piece was smashed apart, and pieces shot out in all directions.

One flickered, and the other shield followed, this time with a 'snap', but this shield escaped the fate of disintegration.

just fell hard in the direction of Ji Nineteen, and hit half of Ji Nineteen's torso.

In this way, the various mana shields did not have any effect, and someone dressed in white clothes and white robes flew out like a plain white kite with a broken string, three points faster than when he came.

The pain in several parts of the arm had just hit my mind, and before it could subside for half a minute, the feeling of pain in the entire torso that came from the collision flooded my mind.

There was even a moment when I felt that I might not be spared this time, and I was going to die and die.

However, his throat was sweet, and a large mouthful of blood rushed straight to his teeth, and then stars came out and landed on the innermost mana shield.

As soon as this mouthful of blood spit out, his mind was relieved, and subconsciously his divine consciousness was connected with that sword and sword, and then he chased after the body crookedly.

Since it's a gambling fight, it's a take-off, but people are about to hang up.

And the bloody palm print actually disappeared in a flash, which surprised everyone.

Anyone can see that the power of this paper-like fluttering palm print is not exhausted.

It's just a few bits of blood from a severed hand.

On the contrary, the smoker narrowed his eyes and muttered in a very small voice: "All five qi?

No one noticed, no one heard.

Ji Shijiu, who was almost in a coma, was overjoyed in his eyes, and roared incoherently: "Haha, I didn't lose, I didn't lose." ”

Then he fell into the soft embrace, without a trace of consciousness.

It's not that he passed out like this, but Huang someone, who connected his fingers, restrained all his acupoints, and even came to point at his Kuroda acupoint, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

Of course, this is the preparation of the two to rescue him.

Nowadays, winning or losing is no longer important, it is important to take care of the injury.

"Well, the baby's ability is good, and the inferior one recognizes it. This is leaving, and you can't break your promise, or hehe....."

The old man didn't even want to look at these ant-like monks and turn away into smoke, and this smoke was, of course, the same status as the smoke rings he spit out.

This point was noticed by those who were present.

The half-white, half-red body slowly lowered from Murong's arms, pried open the blood-stained paper white mouth skin, poured in a few pills, and the rest was Huangding Tianmali to deal with a few joints.

And Murong crossed into the mana, checking and repairing the injuries in Ji Nineteen's body.