Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 137: Who else will come
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Bai Qingqing's hand was harsh, without any sloppyness. Such a domineering scene of a woman made all the disciples who watched Wuhua Peak a little dumbfounded. They swallowed their saliva one by one, looking at the woman with some stunning looks and enchanting temperament. According to the truth, men generally dislike this woman in the hearts of men, but this feeling emerges in people's hearts when they look at Bai Qingqing. This feeling does not come out.
Xuantianfeng Square, all the disciples watched this scene, and when they heard Bai Qingqing's last pleasant words, the whole square burst into cheers.
While Bai Qingqing was able to seize this short-term good opportunity brought by the Mu Tiangu, how could Zhao Jiuge let it go, although now his spiritual power has been exhausted, he can only rely on the recovery of Xiao Huan Dan, like milking A little bit of spiritual power is running, and even the Sanskrit Eucharist can't be used, but as long as there is a little spiritual power in the body, it is enough.
So when Zhao Jiuge used the Mutian Drum and the effect appeared, Zhao Jiuge did not escape and ran towards Chen Jie and other five people. At this moment, only their last five Xuanqifeng disciples were left on the field. And Xuan Tianfeng simply hurt a cold like wind.
Before Zhao Jiuge rushed to Chen Jie and others, before the people moved, the spiritual power had already advanced, releasing a few spiritual powers, and flocking directly to the opposite crowd, the golden spiritual power was instantly curled up with a little bit of chill Wrap them.
They just lost their minds, and the spiritual power in their bodies has temporarily stagnated. How can they use means to resist the seemingly ineffective, but it is enough to clean up their spiritual power at this moment.
Chen Jie and the other two Xuan Qifeng teenagers in front were immediately involved in this sky full of spiritual power. They crackled as soon as they came into contact with the body. The surface of the body exploded and blood stains appeared. After not much flow out. , It was immediately frozen into a thin layer of ice. Although they were also in the foundation-building realm, because they broke through later, they did not enter the spirit veins and temper their bodies like Zhao Jiuge and others. After being injured by this spiritual power, they immediately slumped down, only in the middle of the foundation-building realm. Chen Jie is a bit stronger, but it is already shaky.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge had already rushed in front of him, and he didn't talk nonsense with him. Aura wrapped his palm and hit Chen Jie's face with a fierce punch. Zhao Jiuge didn't dare to kill him like this. But now his spiritual power has almost disappeared, and the power is not great, and Chen Jie has already reacted, and the spiritual power in his body has already begun to work. The working time of the Mu Tian Drum was only so short, and this time it took time for Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power that had just been restored with Xiao Huan Pill.
Chen Jie, who reacted, quickly released his spiritual energy and tried his best to resist the punch. In addition, he had a base-building body, but his nose and face were swollen. It was not a big problem, but once Zhao Jiuge seized the opportunity, Then step by step will fall into the next step.
This time, singer Zhao Jiu turned his fist into his palm, turning from his palm to claw and bending over the neckline of Chen Jie's green sword robe. For Zhao Jiuge, who had little spiritual power, he turned Bidou into a melee fight.
After hooking the neckline of Chen Jie's clothes, he raised his right leg, and his knee slammed against Chen Jie's abdomen. Chen Jie's face that had just breathed out was distorted again.
Sent the hand that hooked the collar of his sword robe, stretched out his five fingers and turned into a palm, and slammed Chen Jie's chest once again. This time, he would not be as scrupulous as he used to hit the face with his fist. It used the strength of breastfeeding to release the spiritual power that had not recovered much, and the golden light shone on the surface of the entire right hand.
"Pouch."
A strong mouthful of blood spurted out of Chen Jie's mouth, with strong hatred in his eyes, and his manic breath quickly wilted, and the place where Zhao Jiuge's palm was slapped on his chest collapsed. After going on, not only the bones were injured, but the meridians inside were also damaged, and the recovery within a few months was impossible.
The strange thing was that there was not much blood spilling over his chest. After lying down on the ground, Chen Jie took a deep look at Zhao Jiuge unwillingly. After a few twitches, he couldn't move anymore.
Even if Zhao Jiuge breaks the Green Plum Sword, without much spiritual power, he can still clean up Xuan Qifeng's disciples.
Zhao Jiuge, who had just finished this, was too late to breathe a sigh of relief. The two silver sword auras were already approaching Zhao Jiuge with the sound of breaking wind and the pain of stinging skin.
The tingling sensation on the surface of the skin became more and more obvious, but the sensation soon disappeared.
I saw two silver rays of light coming from Bai Qingqing, from far to near, accurately stopping the two sword auras, and the silver rays of light scattered all over, burst apart, and shot at the two Xuanqifeng disciples. The flesh and blood on his chest were blurred.
On the cultivation base, Bai Qingqing stabilized his two-pieces, on the flying sword in his hand, the wind and flowers were sharp, and the two who focused on Zhao Jiuge were immediately hurt by the sharp sword aura.
At the same time that Bai Qingqing stopped the sword qi for herself, it was when Zhao Jiuge shot Chen Jie to fly. Zhao Jiuge, who turned his head and was relieved of anger, sank, bent his right leg, bowed sharply, and then raised his leg. Yue, with this force.
The golden aura on his body was shining brightly again, and it seemed that he was affected by the effect of the little pill, and his spiritual power began to slowly increase.
When Zhao Jiuge's right leg leaped towards the void, the yellow aura around him swirled and danced around, with a faint halo, like a group of women in yellow dress dancing in the sky.
As he approached the two Xuanqifeng disciples who were standing at the end of the scene, Zhao Jiuge stretched out his hands, his palms changed, and with a pale white chill, he patted the two youngsters' chests from left to right. The place hurt by the sword qi.
Two tragic hysterical screams resounded through the top of the Wuhua Peak, and everyone felt a chill.
The two young men, who were already a little bloody, were smashed by sword qi in their chests. They were photographed by the two palms of spiritual power. They hit a violent spirit, and there was a tremor from the sky to the whole body, followed by consciousness , A little numb, kneeling on one leg and supporting the ground with his right hand. When I looked at my chest, I saw a **** wound. A layer of crystal ice appeared on the surface of the rolled flesh and blood, and the blood was all gone. It solidified and fixed with the skin at the wound.
So far, none of the twelve foundation-building disciples of Xuan Qifeng have been spared, and all of them have suffered serious injuries. Although they are not life-threatening, they shouldn’t even think about taking any action before the selection meeting begins.
Every disciple of Xuan Qifeng was beaten up, presumably it didn't feel good. Zhao Jiuge happily glanced at the disciples of Xuan Qifeng who were lying or lying on the ground, or kneeling on one knee, all of them were sluggish or distorted. He said silently in his heart.
Leng Rufeng, my brother is venting my breath for you!
But at this moment Zhao Jiuge is not feeling well either. The right sleeve of the blue sword robe on his body has been cut to pieces by the sword gas, and his body is covered with blood. Where can I still see the original blue color, and a few wounds are still there. Bleeding blood.
The blood gushing out before was not obvious, but with Zhao Jiuge's large movements afterwards, the wound stretched open, and soon, most of the blue sword robes had turned dark red.
However, after the twelve opponents were eliminated, Zhao Jiuge was proud of his heart, and he didn't care about the injuries on his body. Besides, he didn't hurt the root cause. Who would call him the Sanskrit Eucharist he cultivated more domineering.
Zhao Jiuge smiled, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his left hand. The golden aura around his body appeared if nothing, and his dark eyes were filled with pride, and he shouted, "Who else will come? ."
Who else will come, and the voice wrapped in spiritual energy will continue to be heard from the top of Wuhua Peak.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge is full of pride, and his smile is even worse. His sword robe is fluttered by the mountain wind. Even if he looks extremely embarrassed at this moment, he can't hide his aura!
I don't know when Bai Qingqing came to the left side behind Zhao Jiuge silently, holding Fenghua in his hand, and the aqua-blue light is like a foil behind Zhao Jiuge.
Now, the twelve disciples present at Xuan Qifeng are all injured and unable to fight again. The 127 colorful flags on them are all left behind before being taken away for treatment, and they are all taken down by Zhao Jiu.
Most of these colorful flags came from the disciples who had previously been scraped by Chen Jie in the mountains of Wuhua Peak.
On the court, only Zhao Jiuge, who is light and agile, is left. In addition, Chen Gang and Rob Wynne were watching the show and watching the game from beginning to end.
The eyes of Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing looked directly at the disciple of Xuan Luofeng!
There was no provocation in his eyes, no killing intent, only a heroic smile and the desire to fight.
White Qingqing, who fell slightly in Zhao Jiuge's half-step, looked at Zhao Jiuge's blood-stained blue robe, a little distressed, a little moved, and he didn't even look at Zhao Jiuge's wound with his entire gaze. .
He sighed without a trace, Bai Qingqing pinched Fenghua's white tender fingers harder, and said silently in his heart, next, no matter what, I will help you get the first place and win you The treasure you want.
Thinking of this, Bai Qingqing suddenly curled up her mouth and smiled, her smile fascinated all living beings, because he remembered Zhao Jiuge's cute look like a miser.
In the air, who else will come with that bold words. It hasn't dissipated for a long time, echoing in the peak of the mountain.
Looking at the gaze of the man and woman, Chen Gang and Rob Wen looked at each other, then Chen Gang's face was solemn, Rob Wen smiled lightly, and walked out with the seven Xuan Luofeng disciples behind him.
"Xuanluofeng disciple, please enlighten me." Robwin also shouted boldly, his eyes full of admiration for Zhao Jiuge who looked a little embarrassed at the moment.
If it were not for the two being on different mountain peaks at the moment, Robwin would really like to have three drinks with Zhao Jiuge and make friends.
When Robert Wynn’s words fell, the people who had been silent because of the departure of Xuan Qifeng’s disciples once again boiled with enthusiasm.
Wonderful, it seems it is not over yet!