Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 186: sissy
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"Then what do you want? You have a small chest and small eyes." Zhao Jiuge smiled provocatively.
"You...!" Zhang Ping persuaded him to choke. He didn't know how to refute Zhao Jiuge's words, his **** chest was constantly rising and falling.
The young man in a light blue ink-washed gown on the side laughed without saying a word, watching this scene as if watching a play.
"Whatever I want, I'll let you see what I can do." Zhang Ping persuaded Yinya to bite, shouting coldly, and then a faint murderous intent spread.
The fluctuations of spiritual power flowed through her body in an instant, and her body was full of vigor. The cultivation base in the later stage of the foundation stage was not weaker than Zhao Jiuge, on the contrary, she was better than Zhao Jiuge. You must know that her cultivation level breakthrough is better than Zhao Jiuge Looking for it.
When the spiritual power of the whole body was released, the right hand took the spiritual power and grabbed it towards the void, trying to grab Zhao Jiuge's body directly. Seeing Zhang Ping persuading her to gritted her teeth, it was as if Zhao Jiuge had a deep hatred with her.
Zhao Jiuge wanted to resist, but it was too late. Who told Zhang Ping to persuade him to start faster. But there was a strange light on Zhao Jiuge's face, and he was not too flustered when he saw Zhang Pingquan's offensive.
The inner strength of the body is running, and the spiritual power continues to be stimulated. At this moment, the face of the young man in the ink-washed gown finally changes a little. It is full of suspiciousness. It seems that he can't understand it. Obviously Zhao Jiuge can't avoid it. The spiritual force grabbed it casually, why don't you want to do something else, but continue to stimulate the spiritual power.
In the next scene, the young man in the ink-washed gown understood why. Zhang Pingquan, who was struggling to grab his right hand with the inspiration, quickly touched Zhao Jiuge’s chest and changed his grasp to a pat. When the bombardment hit Zhao Jiuge's chest, the blue sword robe was cracked and cracked, but Zhao Jiuge was attacked but he did not take a step back, but remained standing still.
The purple-blue rays of light suddenly shot from Zhao Jiuge's body, exuding soft spiritual power to firmly protect Zhao Jiuge. Zhang Ping persuaded that she just felt that her palm was slapped on the iron plate, but fortunately, her palm had not exerted all her strength, otherwise the force of integrating her arm under this countershock would definitely not be better.
Although it feels like slapped to a hard place, what is peculiar is that when the palm of the hand touches the purple-blue glow, the entire glow makes waves, as if the surface of the water ripples.
Suddenly, Zhang Ping persuades his face to change drastically, and his expression is a bit complicated, mixed with panic and pain.
"What is this?" Zhang Ping persuaded in horror to stare at his right arm with a pair of big eyes. It turned out that a silver electric light was entwined with thunderous sound, accompanied by that burst of lightning. The numbness and pain from the body.
The young man who has always been with a playful smile, his face finally changed when he saw this scene, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at the purple-blue glow that had just appeared on Zhao Jiuge.
"Spirit armor!" Then the young man in the ink gown sullenly uttered four words, which seemed a little surprised.
It turned out that after the purple mixed thunder armor was made, it has been worn on Zhao Jiuge's body. Now Zhao Jiuge has not broken into the Nascent Soul Realm, and he can't fully use the power of the spirit weapon, and he has not given birth to the Purple Mansion. The fire of the purple origin is tempered, so it is directly worn on the body, and can only look at the instinctive power of the purple mixed thunder armor.
When Zhang Ping persuaded him to bombard himself, it happened to touch the armor's defense, and then there was the previous scene. I have to say that the purple hybrid thunder armor is overbearing, and the backlash of thunder hybrid aurora directly entangled She grinned in pain because of Zhang Ping's body.
At this time, the young man in the ink-washed gown lost his temperament just now. After his face changed, he resolutely shot.
With a sudden aura, his sleeves tumbled, curling up a few cyan spiritual powers, and instantly tossing up, moving towards Zhang Ping's arm of the electric light, tightly wrapping the electric light.
Thunder light disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was not a big problem to see Zhang Pingquan. The young man in the ink-washed gown just let out a cold snort, and then looked at Zhang Pingquan with concern and said, "It's okay."
Zhang Pingquan seems to have some fears, these thunder lights are only incidental to the purple mixed thunder armor, not Zhao Jiuge's urging, and the power is not great, so Zhang Pingquan did not suffer any substantial harm. It's just that the numb and painful sensation just now still remains in the body. The panic on Zhang Pingquan’s face was completely frightened. She was the first to take the lead and take the lead to deal with Zhao Jiuge. She didn’t know that the bombardment of Zhao Jiuge was not the damage he caused, but she was bounced away and received lightning. Paralysis.
Zhang Ping, with a pale face, persuaded him to say, "Fifth brother, I'm fine."
"It's okay, brother will get you back today." After speaking, the man in the ink gown turned his head and smiled at Zhao Jiuge.
The young man named Zhou Hongyong is Du Jun’s fifth disciple. He is not a new disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect. He enters the inner gate step by step, but is brought back directly by Du Jun from outside. It is said that there is nothing special about sword repairing. Great savvy, average cultivation strength, but good at Qimen Dunjia, proficient in various formations, and specializes in this way. Today, Du Jun newly accepted Zhang Pingquan as his disciple, and his second and fifth disciples also brought Zhang Pingquan to the Deacon’s Hall to register for the mountain. However, when Zhang Pingquan’s second sister went in to apply, Zhang Pingquan, who was waiting at the door, saw it. Zhao Jiuge.
Zhou Hongyong, who was on the side, learned what happened before and after, and encouraged Zhang Ping to bring his fifth senior brother to Zhao Jiuge to find faults, and take the opportunity to clean up and teach Zhao Jiuge.
Although Zhao Jiuge’s master is the master of Xuantian Sword Sect, their master status is also not low, the master of Xuan Qifeng. In addition, the disciples did not suffer any casualties in their small discussions with each other, and a small loss would not affect anything. In the end, I can only blame myself for inferior skills and poor strength.
Zhou Hongyong originally thought that even if the strength of Junior Junior Sister could not deal with Zhao Jiuge quickly, at least he would be able to win the battle steadily, plus he was able to deal with Zhao Jiuge. How could he know that Zhao Jiuge possessed a spiritual weapon-level armor.
This made Zhou Hongyong's eyes hot, even if he didn't have a spiritual armor. Although he is not very young, a few years older than them, and his strength is not outstanding, he has gathered the spirit pill, but his vision is not weak.
At this moment, seeing Junior Sister miss his hand, he couldn't help but want to show off his majestic appearance in front of this newly recognized Junior Sister. His spiritual power was working, and he thought in his heart that even without his most proficient formation, Kuang Relying on the strength of the early stage of the spirit pill realm was enough to crush Zhao Jiuge.
Seeing the young man in the ink gown, Zhao Jiuge seriously looked at the young man. Although the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the spirit pill realm on his body made him a little jealous, it did not make him afraid. Because his elder sister is inside, even if something happens, it will come out right away. Moreover, now he relies on his coat and armor, he might not be able to fight Zhou Hongyong. Although he will definitely lose, at least he will not be like a persimmon. Just as easy to knead.
Looking at the somewhat feminine Zhou Hongyong, Zhao Jiuge suddenly laughed. There was no sign of the smile. He seemed to have thought of something, and then said, "You are still looking for a place like this. I think most of you will end up with your junior sister, sissy. "
Zhou Hongyong, who is thin in figure, has extremely white skin and looks a little handsome. Wearing an ink-colored gown adds a touch of femininity. Especially the voice of a person is not magnetic at all.
The reason why Zhao Jiuge laughed suddenly was because he remembered it, no wonder why Zhou Hongyong didn't talk much since he started this week. Turns out to be a sissy.
Zhou Hongyong's complexion changed drastically. He hated others for calling him a sissy. He used to be small and could only let others humiliate and ridicule. Later, because of his low self-esteem, he did not go out to study the Qimen Dunjia formation behind closed doors.
Later, by coincidence, Du Jun was out and found out, he took a fancy to his talent in the formation, so he brought him back to Xuan Qifeng and accepted him as an apprentice.
The so-called Tao is different, but all roads lead to eternal life. Although Zhou Hongyong didn't have talent in kendo, he was unique in formation.
The chest is slightly ups and downs, his eyes are vicious, like a poisonous snake, Zhou Hongyong said gloomily, "Smelly boy, if you don't teach you a lesson today, you don't know how powerful it is."
After finishing speaking, he didn't use the formation method, but watched the spiritual power directly transform into a huge palm and patted it towards Zhao Jiuge. He thought that the early stage of the spiritual pill stage was more than enough to deal with a kid in the late stage of the foundation building stage.
Feeling the pressure of the spirit pill realm in the air, and the huge palm coming towards him, Zhao Jiuge is not afraid of rejoicing, he just wants to use this opportunity to try the power of the purple mixed thunder armor, firmly How long can his current strength survive the attack of the spiritual pill realm monk.
Similarly with a cold snort, the already working spiritual power immediately spewed out, and also patted the huge green palm with force.
There was a loud noise in the sky, and the golden spiritual power used by Zhao Jiuge had disappeared, and the remaining green spiritual power spread, but it did not cause much harm to Zhao Jiuge.
Zhou Hongyong's face changed, and he didn't expect Zhao Jiuge to resolve it so easily with a casual blow. It seems that this kid's cultivation technique is a bit weird and domineering.
"Om..."
A clear sword groan rippling, with a little aura, exuding a fierce momentum.
Zhou Hongyong drew out his spiritual weapon flying sword, a pure golden flying sword, exuding a faint halo. Although Zhou Hongyong's talent for sword repair is not high, it does not mean that he does not, and is better than most People are much stronger.
Seeing Zhou Hongyong, who had pulled out the flying sword with the spirit weapon and his whole popularity changed, Zhao Jiuge raised the corners of his mouth and laughed like a pervert, with his eyes full of excitement and fighting spirit, and shouted, "Manny. The tone is just right." Zhao Jiuge's momentum changed suddenly after finishing talking.
The golden light was dazzling, flashing on Zhao Jiuge's whole body, and then flowing around the body, the halo gradually became rich, as if wearing a golden armor, it was the Sanskrit Eucharist that was motivated.
Feeling Zhou Hongyong pulling out the flying sword, Zhao Jiuge's heart was hot. He has been determined to long for this sword since his introductory practice to the first level of the Xuantian Sword Judgment and the Sword Qi Tongxuan Chapter. The identity can only reach the first level. Although he has become a personal disciple now, Jian Wuxin said that he would wait a month before teaching him the sword fight behind him.
Now that I see Zhou Hongyong's appearance, I must use the Xuantian Sword to fight, and as Zhou Hongyong's personal disciple, he will naturally not use the weaker first layer.
Now I am wearing a purple mixed thunder armor, which has urged the Sanskrit Eucharist. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge is like a thick tortoise shell, just wanting to try the power of the next few layers of the Xuantian sword .
For a moment, Zhao Jiuge's blue sword robe screamed, his eyes fiery staring at Zhou Hongyong, a feminine sissy.