Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 190: A showdown between the goddesses
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Moving up the corner of her mouth, Yan Wenfei smiled playfully, as if Bian Hong Ling appeared in her expectation. When she learned about Zhao Jiuge's identity, she wanted to seize this opportunity, no matter whether she tied Hongling or not, she could use this to attack Xuan Tianfeng's reputation.
Especially when she saw the red dress of Bian Hongling, which appeared more gracefully, Yan Wenfei's eyes showed a hint of jealousy and resentment.
The two were originally disciples in the same class, and they have been fighting openly and secretly, especially after Bian Hong Ling entered Jian Wuxin's door, after her strength, fame, and happiness overwhelmed her, she was even more unconvinced and kept looking for Comparing various opportunities with Bian Hong Ling, but every time he takes his own humiliation and loses to Bian Hong Ling's hands.
"Hehe, I didn't think that our chief master sister, Bian Hongling, who has been missing the head of the dragon, appeared here." Yan Wenfei suddenly smiled, and looked at Bian Hongling with profound eyes.
"What does it matter to you where I appear." Bian Hong Ling's face was expressionless, his words were simple, and he went straight. Looking at Yan Wenfei, there was not much fluctuation at all.
One sentence suddenly made Yan Wenfei, who was still smiling, his face changed suddenly, and his tone of voice also changed. "Yes, it doesn’t matter where you are, but your little brother’s mouth doesn’t matter. It's not clean, don't you have no one at Xuan Tianfeng? If there is no one, I might as well take action to teach you a lesson."
Tie Hong Ling, smiled softly, the eyes of the disciples of all generations were full of fire in the crowd watching, Yan Wenfei felt the subtle change, and his face became more gloomy.
"What kind of thing are you? I don’t care about my Xuantianfeng business. Junior brother, I can’t bear to say something more, but it’s your turn to teach you a lesson. I think I haven’t taken care of you for a long time and come to find excitement again? Just like before, come in with joy and leave." After Bie Hong Ling finished speaking, the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker.
Wow...
A burst of surprise erupted from the crowd, and the unanimous surprises rang into a huge sound.
"It’s cool now. The duel between the two goddesses is indispensable. I didn’t expect that Hong Ling, who has been cold, has such a hot side. Junior brother, it seems that your friend is in the heart of Hong Ling. The status is very important." The dark-skinned young man looked at the two beautiful figures in the court with playfulness, and said to Leng Rufeng on the side.
Leng Rufeng didn't answer, but only slightly pursed his mouth and smiled. There is no denying that Zhao Jiuge's relationship with women is undeniable, and he has never said that Bian Hongling had a relationship with Zhao Jiuge before.
"Hehe, there is a good show to watch." At the same time, the gentle-looking young man was also whispering to Robwin.
Robwin looked at the hot expression of his senior brother, without blinking his eyes, staring at the graceful figure of Hong Ling, he understood something in his heart. With a light smile, he said jokingly, "Brother, do you look good."
"It looks good." The gentle young man who was staring at Bian Hong Ling without blinking immediately nodded and said subconsciously. After speaking, he reacted, looking at the smirk on Rob Wen's face, rolled his eyes anger, patted Rob Wen's parents lightly, and said in an admiring tone, "Bin Hong Aya is my goddess." /
After finishing this sentence with great interest, he immediately thought of something, and muttered some quietly, "Unfortunately, there is not a woman who is strong, and people look down on me."
At this time, this mountain in the Deacon’s Hall has gathered a lot of people. Some have just arrived and don’t know what’s going on. They quickly asked the people next to them, and some were called by friends to watch the excitement, and they were immediately surrounded by them. At my friend's side, for a time, this mountain was noisy.
Everyone did not expect that a teenager named Zhao Jiuge could trigger a dispute between Hongling Ling and Yan Wenfei. Perhaps most people only know that there is a teenager named Zhao Jiuge among the new disciples, but some have not seen it until Today, everyone knows that this disciple named Zhao Jiuge is actually the disciple of Jian Wuxin's novice, and the junior disciple of Bound Hong Ling.
The huge contrast caused a sensation among the people watching, and everyone remembered the appearance of this boy named Zhao Jiuge.
At the same time when everyone was talking about watching the theater, the situation in the field finally changed substantially.
Bound Hong Ling directly reprimanded the insults like this, Yan Wenfei also ignored the falsehood on his face, and tore his face directly, and said angrily, "Then I will come to ask for advice today and see how you bind Hong Ling. Has there been any progress over the years."
"What's wrong with that." Bian Hong Ling was still pampered, and then looked at Zhao Jiuge who was hugged by herself, and said softly, "You go back first, and wait for the senior sister to give you this breath."
Zhao Jiuge nodded when he heard the words, and retreated into the crowd obediently. Originally, the senior sister came to Zhao Jiuge and planned to calm down, but seeing the posture that the senior sister has to come forward for herself, Zhao Jiuge didn't say anything, just felt a warmth in her heart.
As soon as he retreated into the crowd, he was yelled by Rob Wen and stood beside Rob Wen. The gentle young man of Rob Wen’s brother smiled friendly at Zhao Jiuge. After all, he is the little brother of the goddess, with a pair of eyes. Looking at Zhao Jiuge with curiosity, he quickly looked at the situation on the court.
Robwin was not so peaceful. He looked at Zhao Jiuge and talked some private gossips, but Zhao Jiuge had no thoughts and Robwyn nonsense at this time. Although he had some confidence in Bian Hongling, he was still himself. My sister, there is always some sweat.
Yan Wenfei's gloomy face made his appearance look colder, and the little cinnabar on his forehead was more noble, and the purple gauze kept swaying gently, narrowing his beautiful eyes, and gleaming when he opened it again.
"Om...Om..."
The clear and crisp sound of Qing Yin continued to ears, and along with the constantly spreading sound, a short purple flying sword flew to Yan Wenfei's chest with a slight sway.
This short and slender flying sword is Yan Wenfei's natal flying sword, the spiritual weapon "Purple Sword".
The small sword **** has an irregular wavy stripe, and the entire sword body is only one and a half feet long. Under the hilt is a circle, carved with a black and white Tai Chi. This little black and white Tai Chi is on the purple sword. Playing the finishing touch.
At this time, the entire "Purple Blue Sword" exudes a sharp purple halo, which is the result of tempering with the Ziyuan Fire in the body. This is also the reason why the spirit weapon can only exert its strength in the Nascent Soul Realm.
The "Purple Sword" is in my hand, as if I have the world. Yan Wenfei's aura suddenly changed, and his whole body was like a sword exuding sharp edges.
The fierce rays of light burst out fiercely, and he held up the ‘purple sword’. Yan Wenfei directly raised his hand and chopped it. With the surge of sword energy, countless purple cyan halos swayed all around, rolling towards the surroundings, the small stones on the ground directly turned into broken foam, and the branches around the mountain were directly shattered. , Scattered on the ground, the sharp sword aura seemed to break through the mountains and rivers.
The surrounding Zhao Jiuge saw this scene secretly shocked, is this the strength of the advanced monk? Zhao Jiuge believes that Yan Wenfei has not exerted all his strength yet, but Zhao Jiuge's eyes are raised. Although he has not fully seen the strength of Bound Hongling, he thinks that he should not be too far from Yan Wenfei.
"Are you only tempted? It's been the same for many years. Hurry up and use your methods, or you won't have a chance, and you will be insulted." Bound Hong Ling Liu frowned, with a little disdain. This earth-shattering movement seemed like a drizzle in her eyes.
After finishing speaking, he directly held the fiery red long sword in his hand. This flying sword embryo was also given by Jian Wuxin when he was a teacher back then. The red tie was named ‘Feng Xiao’.
It is also a spirit weapon, but it is undoubtedly better than'Ziqing'. At this moment, with the aura of Bound Hong Ling, all the spiritual power in the body is surging, and even the body around the sword of'Feng Xiao' exudes richness. The **** halo and thick fog hadn't started to break out, and the entire sword body gave life an unstoppable power.
Several catties.
Bin Hong Ling just gently held ‘Feng Xiao,’ the red sleeves were wrapped around the hilt of the sword because of the imposing aura, at a forty-five degree angle from bottom to top.
Suddenly, a strong red sword light flew like a curtain of light, easily blocking the purple sword aura. When the two collided, a huge roar erupted. In the next moment, the purple aura fell into the wind. Disappeared.
The remaining red sword light, like a rain, fell on Yan Wenfei's head with a splash. Both of them randomly shot, and the results were quite different. It was clear at a glance.
Yan Wenfen made a series of cold snorts, holding'Ziqing' with one hand in his left hand, and the whole slender figure rotated. With the rotation of Yan Wenfen, the whole body brought strips of colorful glow, revealing that faintly. Tao Wuyi Yuyi's armor look.
When the body stopped spinning, Bai Nen held a golden glass mirror in his right hand.
The whole mirror is golden and bronze, with a shabby feeling, dim and dull. There is a golden dragon around the mirror holding it, but the mirror surface is very strange and turbid.
"Since you dislike warming up and wasting time, please come and let me see if you, the chief disciple, should be replaced!" Yan Wenfei lowered his eyes and drank softly. It broke out and took it to the next level.
The middle stage of the **** of transformation!
When the pressure of spiritual power fluctuations dissipated, Zhao Jiuge, Leng Rufeng, Robwin and some of the new disciples with a low level of cultivation almost immediately rolled out of their bodies.
This crazy woman didn't even care about so much. For the jealousy in her heart, she ignored others, and she broke out of her peak strength directly, desiring and tying Hong Ling.
The dark-skinned youth of Leng Rufeng's brother, and the gentle and steady youth of Robwin's brother, looked at each other, their expressions changed drastically at the same time, and he shouted, "No!"
Then they both shot. They both had the realm of transforming gods. Only in the early stage, the people watching in the field had the highest cultivation base. Seeing Yan Wenfei's behavior of the crazy woman, At the same time, the two of them took action to block the breath of the madness for the crowd.
Brown spiritual power and cyan spiritual power spewed crazily at the same time, forming a light curtain in the crowd watching, guarding the crowd and resisting the attack.
I thought it would be just a simple look at the excitement. Who knew that such a thing would happen, otherwise these disciples with a low cultivation level would have to be hurt.
However, Tie Hong Ling is not a fuel-efficient lamp. How can you stop moving when you see Yan Wenfei's appearance?