Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 963: First battle

　　 Jiang Yingrong's eyes were full of complex colors. She looked at Ouyang Ming's away back, although not tall, she was able to provoke the world with a single word.

Among the known areas within 　　 Daxu, the six families of Three Dragons and Three Phoenixs are the most powerful. And even if these families are collateral, ordinary people can't provoke them. After all, these families have at least been standing for thousands of years, and their background is unimaginable. Although Daxu is known as the place of curse, there are many treasures in it, and within these ten thousand years, no one knows how many ways these big families have gotten the bottom of the box.

　　 Also, people who have the blood of dragons and phoenixes. Even the character has become arrogant, extremely short-sighted, so no one dares to provoke the Three Dragons and Three Phoenix Family in the big market.

　　Jiang Qingcheng also walked to Jiang Yingrong, smiled like a picture, and said: "I'm going to cheer for Uncle Yu!"

　　 Jiang Yingrong slid her fingers off the tip of her nose, and said with a petting face: "You, you are so old, and you are so naive, so you call me uncle. You can eat cucumbers and not eat your ass!"

　　"Cucumber **** is bitter!" Jiang Yingrong muttered, fighting for reason.

　　 "Okay, you are right." Jiang Yingrong rubbed her hair with affection.

　　Master Duan screamed: "How can this kind of thing be less than Master Duan." Seeing no one looked at him, Master Duan coughed: "Ahem, I... I and the city lord had There is a fate, you can also say a few words at that time."

　　He Jian held the carving knife, did not speak, his face was vicissitudes of life, and the ancient well had no waves.

　　 Jiang Qingcheng made up two ponytails, gently pulled to his chest, with a look of respect, and said, "Grandpa He, where's Xiaoman?" On one side of the body, his big eyes glanced back, and no one was seen. After that, he retracted his head again.

　　He Jian's face softened at once, and said kindly: "Xiaoman is learning wood carving!"

　　 Jiang Yingrong was taken aback and nodded in praise: "At the beginning I thought Xiaoman was too evil, but now it seems that he was taught very well by Master He."

　　 He Jian shook his head, and took a breath: "Xiaoman just needs to calm down and do something. The perseverance he showed is the strongest among all the people I have encountered. Regardless of the reason, I admit it. It's accurate, just do it. Woodcarving can calm the mind and clear the hostility. No matter how heavy the hostility is in his heart, he can quickly blend into it and show a horrifying talent. If this son is well trained, There will be no limit to future achievements." Obviously, to be able to say this, he has already cultivated Xiaoman as a mantle.

　　Master Duan is a little unhappy, but at the beginning he was "smart eyes and beaded", but now he is cheaper.

After 　　 snorted softly, the urn sighed and said, "Will you not go, Xiaoman? This matter is too important to Brother Yu."

　　He Jian was stunned for a moment, with a wisp of beard, and replied: "Xiaoman can't say it, trust him."

　　A group of people rushed to the city lord’s mansion in a mighty manner...

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　　 Outside the city lord’s mansion, Ji Qi gathered his breath and breathed out, blowing out all the aura within ten feet in front of him.

　　His voice was incomparably flat, but it spread far and wide: "Under the blood dragon family Ji Qi, come to visit the city lord, and I hope that the seniors can see it." This voice turned into an invisible storm and spread.

　　 "What's the matter?" The words were calm and quiet, without any emotion.

　　 If Jiang Caijin had just increased his 50-year lifespan, someone dared to yell like this outside of his mansion, he would have slapped it into mash.

　　 "I want to fight against the city's alchemy master Yu Tianrui, and I hope my senior can approve it." The voice was not loud, but there was a strong hostility in the words.

　　 "Oh, want to fight?" There was a faint anger in this voice. The day before yesterday, he used a sedan chair to invite Ouyang Ming to the mansion. You are going to challenge others today. Why, didn't I, the black dragon Look at the oldest person in the family?

　　 Ji Qi's face changed slightly, feeling the strong anger in this sentence, and she couldn't help but "chuck" in her heart, sighing secretly, this kid has just come to the ancient city for such a short time, he has put on such a thick thigh.

　　 Suddenly, he was caught in a dilemma.

　　 Because Jiang Caijin instructed Jiang Yuping not to leak the news about Ouyangming's alchemy, Ji Qi didn't know that Ouyangming had made a life-prolonging pill for the old venerable. Moreover, a single pill can prolong life for fifty years, otherwise, even if he had the courage to borrow him, he would not dare to do so!

　　 Just when Ji Qi was about to shrink, a flat voice came out.

　　 "War!" The sound was not loud, and could even be described in a subtle way, but it was like thunder in everyone's ears.

　　 Immediately afterwards, a young man in white clothes stepped on the setting sun, leaned on the blue sky on his back, and slowly walked. At that time, the white clothing was hunting and hunting, and the momentum was as thick as a mountain. In this moment, it gave people a sense of surprise.

　　At this time, everyone from Changshou Lane came together.

　　 Jiang Yingrong looked surprised, always feeling that Ouyang Ming was stained with a different kind of brilliance, which made her unable to move her eyes.

　　 Jiang Qingcheng's face was sluggish, and after a while, his face showed a pleasant surprise, his little face flushed, he leaned into Jiang Yingrong’s ear and exhaled gently, and said with a smile: "Uncle Yu is so cool...oh, no, so cool Now!" The budding chest trembled.

　　 Jiang Yingrong's face was pink, and she gently touched her eyebrows with her finger, and cursed: "If you are a little ghost, you know nonsense."

Master 　　 is also excited and dancing.

　　 Even He Jian's eyes condensed slightly, and he secretly asked, what kind of person are you? There are not many people who can't see through in this life, you count one.

　　 Ji Qi was stunned, and then there was ecstasy on her face, her nose and eyes all twisted together, she looked terrifying, and her voice was terrible: "You're looking for death!"

　　 Jiang Yuping looked respectful, and said sincerely: "Master Yu, to fight for a moment's anger, it is not worth losing his life. The old man promises you that as long as you are in the ancient city, anyone who wants to hurt you will be fine. It is the enemy of the Jiang family."

　　 The sound set off a storm and spread out.

　　 Ji Qi's complexion changed drastically when he heard this, his tall body was a little shorter than the Buddha, and there was only one thought left in his heart-how is this possible?

　　 Although the speaker is Jiang Yuping, he is also a descendant of the Jiang family, and his status is extremely high. Since he said that, it represents the meaning of the Jiang family.

　　 Jiang Yingrong's eyes also shined with brilliance, and he sighed secretly, what have you done to get such support from the elders of the clan? More and more curious!

　　 "Old Xie Jiang shows love, but as a monk, you don't fear the heavens and the earth, why are you afraid of a battle?" Ouyang Ming roared softly. The pinnacle of the killer. Even if you have the power of the bloodline, as soon as your voice falls, you will take out the raging fire and chill, and the tyrannical mental fluctuations will disperse.

　　 I have to say that Ouyang Ming at this moment is extremely dazzling.

Master 　　 is extremely complicated. He never thought that the relationship between Master Yu and the City Lord’s Mansion was so good. Thinking of what he had said in Changshou Alley before, he only felt a fiery pain on his face, a little bit resentful. Looking at Ouyang Ming, he secretly said, really worried.

　　 But he also knows that since Ouyang Ming came to Changshou Alley, there was like an invisible white thread that strung a few people together.

　　 Jiang Caijin's eyes flashed, and she muttered in her heart. She still underestimated the person, rolled her sleeves forward, and nodded in response: "You can fight!"

　　 Ji Qi’s eyes flashed with blood. Within a few short moments, he was like falling from heaven to hell, then crawling back from **** to heaven, his face became cold, and he said, "This is your own death. Can't blame others."

　　 "Stop talking nonsense!" Ouyang Ming didn't say much, his figure moved, and he fell on the martial arts training ground in the city lord.

　　 The square is a thousand feet long, and there is enough space for two people to display it.

　　 Ji Qi lightly licked his mouth, coldly shouted: "The blood of Xiaoman is mine, and your life is mine!"

　　 "Noisy!" Ouyang Ming snorted coldly, the golden mental power spread out like waves, the lines on the fiery chills instantly brightened, and countless tiny runes jumped.

　　 "Stone Cone Technique!" He stepped into the realm of nuances, lifted his palm in the air, and slammed it downward.

　　 At this moment, with him as the core, a radius of one hundred feet collapsed downward at the same time.

　　 Immediately after the bluestone above the martial arts field, it surged like a blue wave.

　　 "Huh, pretend to be a ghost!" Ji Qi snorted coldly, and took out a three-foot green peak from an inferior space bag. The blood was overflowing, and the spiritual energy in the dantian poured into the long sword, making him ten feet away. The inside was filled with blood mist.

　　 "Illness!" Under the sound of this echo, countless stone cones hugged by one person soared into the sky, spinning fast, sharp and sharp, and surrounded Ji Qi from all directions~IndoMTL.com~ like a stone cone. The torrential rain was dense and urgent, and the places visible to the naked eye were all jumbled rocks.

　　 "It's nothing more than a small bug, if you only have this kind of combat power, you will die today!" This voice came out of the blood fog.

　　 I saw a **** sword mark tearing the blood mist at once, dyeing half of the sky blood, and cutting away the stone cone.

Wherever 　　 passed, the stone cone collapsed every inch. Looking at Ouyang Ming, he blasted towards him, and from a distance, it was like a sword light blasting a disc composed of stone cones into a white mark about two feet wide. .

　　 Ouyang Ming's complexion is still unwavering, and he secretly said in his heart that the peak of spiritual beings in this big ruin is indeed much stronger than the outside world, but what can it be?

　　 There was infinite pride in my heart, and pressing the palm of my hand, the overwhelming stone cone erupted more violently again. At the same time, countless stone cones squeezed away against the blasted trail. This A **** sword mark was instantly filled with the stone cone, more and more, and heavier.

　　"Buried!" Seeing his fingers pinched in five fingers, the **** sword marks disappeared instantly.

　　 In the blood mist, Ji Qi's face was slightly solemn, and he sighed inwardly, that he did have some skill. The master who died under this sword did not know where he was, but he did not expect that this time, he would be blocked by such a simple one. , But my own strength has used up to 30%, today, you will undoubtedly die! ...

　　

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