Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 135: King Kong glared, just kill but not cross

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I saw that Leng Rufeng was already lying in a pool of blood. The blue sword robe had already been torn into multiple slits. The blue cloth was covered with blood stains. Even with so many wounds on the body, it was cold on the ground. But Rufeng stubbornly gritted his teeth, frowned, and forcibly resisted himself not making a sound. The cold forehead was already covered with sweat, and his delicate facial features were a little distorted because of the pain.

Zhao Jiuge looked back at Zhang Ping’s happy smile. I didn’t understand what was going on. Leng Rufeng had already struggled to deal with the two of them, let alone deal with these five at the same time without being beaten like this It's strange that these three unfamiliar teenagers don't need to think that they are Chen Jie that Zhang Pingquan said earlier.

"Xuanqifeng people, I **** you." Zhao Jiuge roared hysterically, with a fierce face. After the roar, with the hostility in his heart, he strode aggressively towards Ling Longbiao.

Solved the three disciples of Xuanqifeng. At the moment there are nine disciples of Xuanqifeng on the top of the mountain. Zhao Jiuge can't wait to beat the disciples of Xuantianfeng to half death now, but he has to deal with Ling Longbiao before that!

Xuantianfeng Square.

Thousands of people saw that Leng Rufeng was beaten into that appearance. They were filled with righteous indignation and passionate, with a look of atmosphere on their faces. Those with bad temper had already begun to yell at them, threatening to see Xuanqifeng’s disciples in the future. Everyone should squeeze the pain, more often clenched fists, hold their breath and continue to watch the development of things.

At this moment, the disciple of Xuan Tianfeng, no matter who it was, was lifted up in his heart and looked nervously at the top of Wuhua Peak.

Fate made them gather at Xuantian Sword Gate to practice together, and Xuantianfeng's honor kept their hearts tightly together.

"Senior Brother, do you think Xuan Tianfeng can still keep his ranking this time." The lovely Sasha asked with some worry on the white tender face.

"I don't know, watch it first, and you'll know later." Wu Kaishan frowned slightly and shook his head.

Sasha kept silent, and yelled softly in her heart, Junior Brother, come on.

Zhao Jiuge looked indifferent, looked at Ling Longbiao, then did not talk nonsense, rolled up the residual spiritual power with the golden light of his whole body, urged the effect of the Sanskrit Eucharist to the extreme point, rushed to Ling Longbiao, in Chen Jie Five people couldn't react before coming, he had to deal with Ling Longbiao.

Because Zhao Jiuge's whole person is unkind and angry, and even the phantom of the Laughing Buddha around him looks a lot more solemn. Whether Zhao Jiuge runs or walks, this phantom always keeps him Shrouded firmly.

Although Ling Longbiao, who was burned by the Zijin real fire gourd, successfully resisted the sky full of fire, his white and tender face was already a little black, and even half of his hair was slightly curled up, which was a sign of being burned a bit. , Ling Longbiao sniffed his nose and smelled a stinky smell, which made the emotion that he had just calmed down from his fright risen again. There was no anger in his heart. That was a lie. Zhao Jiuge cleaned up.

Seeing Zhao Jiuge running towards him again, Ling Longbiao licked his lips, a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes. Working hard to mobilize the spiritual power in the body, the golden spiritual weapon flying sword in his hand is still dazzling, and it is also in the middle of the foundation stage, he does not believe that he is worse than Zhao Jiuge, not to mention the spiritual weapon in his hand! With such thoughts, Ling Longbiao also took the anger in his heart and confronted Zhao Jiuge hard, wanting to be higher and lower.

The fluorescence around the golden flying sword in his hand has already circulated quickly, and the sword body is trembling slightly due to the output of spiritual power, and there is a soft moan.

But at this moment, Zhao Jiuge, who was in anger, stared horizontally, with a little bit of hostility, curled up with that arrogant golden aura and mysterious Laughing Buddha phantom, how could he compare it to him.

The air is full of twisted light curtains because of Zhao Jiuge's aggressive running. The little spiritual power remaining in Zhao Jiuge's body was also rapidly declining and consumed.

"Ah..."

With a roar, Zhao Jiuge clenched his fist, surrounded by golden auras, amidst the nervous expressions of the crowd, he blasted at Ling Longbiao's spirit weapon flying sword.

"Boom..."

A huge roar, the sound of the collision of gold and iron objects came from the top of the Wuhua Peak, and then the sound started from the top and stopped around.

This time, Ling Longbiao's integrated right hand's tiger's mouth broke open and blood overflowed. Because of the influence of the body's breath, his chest became stuffy, his throat was sweet, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood.

Zhao Jiuge can't feel it under this fist. After all, the spirit weapon is always a spirit weapon. What's more, the thin and dead camels are bigger than horses. The entire right arm is all numb, and the body is trembling slightly. The sleeves were torn by that face, and the clothes were already a little ragged. If it hadn’t been for this practice of the Sanskrit Eucharist, the right arm would have been in another form and had undergone some changes. I am afraid that facing the flying sword in Ling Longbiao’s hand, he would directly Was abolished.

At the beginning, there are still two or three levels of spiritual power. After this, there is basically not much left. There is about one more layer. The spiritual power is almost exhausted and the lamp is exhausted, but it is enough to clean up Ling Longbiao before then. Zhao Jiuge had a hint of coldness in his eyes. When he thought of Leng Rufeng still lying in a pool of blood, struggling and groaning, Zhao Jiuge's heart was more hostile, and he still kept his hands at this moment.

Although the right hand is numb, but the left hand is still there, the spiritual power in the body is instantly mobilized and released, and the spiritual power is externalized, and a golden torrent of spiritual power immediately rushes out from the body, surrounding these spiritual powers It also exudes a little white mist with a chill.

When these spiritual powers appeared, they photographed Ling Longbiao with endless power. The body was still retreating with a fist that Zhao Jiuge took to shake the earth and the mountains. He didn't stand firm, how could he react so quickly to resist the spiritual power that contained attributes.

"Pouch."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ling Longbiao's mouth quickly, with anger and unwillingness still in his eyes, and then the mouthful of blood came to an abrupt end. A dense layer of blue and white frost appeared on the surface of Ling Longbiao's body. Under the envelope of this spiritual power, Ling Longbiao was directly injured, and even the disciples who held the church had no time to rescue him.

Ling Longbiao's aura under the frost cover was utterly depressed, but the aura of the whole person was at least still there. Just when Zhao Jiuge was still a little bit unsatisfied, when he wanted to continue to take action, a young man in black robe rushed to the sky. The momentum shot, and Ling Longbiao instantly rolled up with a flash of light.

Although the black-robed young man is a disciple of the church, he is also a disciple of Xuan Qifeng. With a sense of oppressive spiritual power, he enveloped Zhao Jiuge, and shouted with an unkind look, "What a cruel boy, The opponents have already lost their combat effectiveness, so why are they hurting them?"

Zhao Jiuge, who was already about to dry up some of his spiritual power, was somewhat crumbling under the pressure of this spiritual power fluctuation. The cultivation of these disciples who hold churches is not comparable to that of his new disciple.

However, even if Zhao Jiuge felt a squeeze in his chest and the pain of squeezing from the bones of his body, his complexion remained unchanged, but his expression condensed. After a cold snort, he said, "The King Kong is so angry that you can only kill. The Bodhisattva said To cross the world with compassion, some people are not qualified."

As for the practice of Sanskrit Heart Sutra, more and more Buddhist mantras appear. Zhao Jiuge has already understood that these are all Buddhist practices and determinations. At the same time, there is some secret joy in his heart. This is also a clue that you can check later. Checking the whereabouts of Ye Wuyou, who taught his own practice, after all, except for the place where Ye Wuyou talked about Xiaoyao Valley, there is no clue left, and this practice and determination are very powerful, and the background must be good, but the seven major Except for one of the holy places that is Buddhist, I don't know anything about other holy places.

When he heard Zhao Jiuge’s unconvincing words, when the black-robed youth wanted to say something, another young man with a cold face came, and his arrival made the sense of danger that enveloped Zhao Jiuge an instant disappear.

"Hmph, as a disciple of the church, you dare not use public affairs for personal gain. Coaching only allows us to save people, but you don’t want you to bully people on the basis of your identity. If they are saved, leave immediately. Don’t affect the continuation of the training. Don’t hurry up to take people to treatment!

As soon as the cold young man came, he said violently. Looking at this situation, Zhao Jiuge secretly guessed whether this senior was their Xuantianfeng.

Hearing the voice of the cold youth, the expression of the black-robed youth changed, and after an unwilling glance at Zhao Jiuge, he took Ling Longbiao and immediately drove away with the flying sword. Then the cold youth immediately swept away in a pool of blood. The cold as wind followed.

All this happened between lightning and flint. Everyone has not reacted to Ling Longbiao’s serious injury. Apart from dealing with Bai Qingqing’s Zhang Pingquan and the other two Xuanqifeng disciples, only Zhao Jiuge and Chen Jie were left on the field. People, and the two who dealt with Leng Rufeng before.

Xuan Tianfeng also has Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing, and Xuan Qifeng still has eight people!

Although Bai Qingqing still seems a little relaxed, but Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power is almost exhausted!

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"What a King Kong glaring, he can't kill him." Elder Xiaofeng said with a mysterious expression, his eyes narrowed, and some admiration.

Wen Yan, the seven including Jian Wuxin were shocked at the same time. Fortunately, the Xuantian Sword Sect did not prohibit the Taoist and Buddhism disciplines that disciples learned. On the contrary, it encouraged the disciples to accommodate the masters of the various schools. Even the many dharma and exercises that need to be exchanged in the Treasure Pavilion It was spread from some other schools.

Jian Wuxin now loves Zhao Jiuge more and more. There is nothing to say about his temperament or quality. Although his qualifications are a bit unsatisfactory, he can make up for it with diligence.

Although Zhao Jiuge has reached the foundation-building stage and has reached the conditions of the inner door, there is one last hurdle that Zhao Jiuge can’t pass. Even he can’t change that hurdle. Everyone must go through it. of. For a while, Jian Wuxin's face showed a little worry.