Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 42: A sudden change in the situation

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"Wow, magic weapon." An ordinary disciple exclaimed with envy and surprise. However, the appearance of the Han Muchi did not cause an uproar and a sensation like the first few times. After all, there are many young people in the field who are not lacking in the children of wealthy families. It is not the first time that they have seen magic weapons. The magic weapon, vision and vision are not comparable to those of ordinary young people, only twos and threes of exclamation.

Looking at the cold wood ruler that Scar was holding in his hand, there was a faint cold air. A certain distance away, Zhao Jiuge felt the chill, and layers of silver haze wrapped the Scar young man if nothing. Then, a sense of danger surged in my heart, and now Zhao Jiuge is no longer the stunner who first stepped on the fairy road, and the appearance of the magic weapon is extraordinary.

The thing that Zhao Jiuge worries the most has finally appeared. Competing for spiritual power and law determination, even if the cultivation base is not as high as the scared boy, Zhao Jiuge is confident to fight, but he is halfway through the family, and there is no backing force, no retreat. There is no way to do anything, directly use the magic weapon to press Zhao Jiuge with family heritage, just to bully you!

The stubborn Zhao Jiuge just didn't believe in that evil, and his eyes were full of anger, and his delicate face was a little blush. I don't know if it was caused by the qi and blood in the body before, or because of anger, with a spirit of reluctance and indomitable spirit. There was a slight sigh, and then the handprints in his hand accelerated, bringing up pieces of phantoms.

The golden torrent-like aura that was originally frozen by the cold wooden ruler that exuded the cold, seemed to have been motivated by something. If you look closely, you will find that the golden torrent of light shadow is like a rebirth of nirvana. The Phoenix, who wanted to break the shackles that bound him, swayed and started to move again, only to see that the movement became larger and larger.

Zhao Jiuge's face was pale and flushed. The Sanskrit Eucharist has been mobilized to the extreme. It is already at the limit of this cultivation level. It is instilled with spiritual power and moneylessness. Although there is some panic in the dark eyes, Quite calm, because things have not reached the point of uncontrollable, but he still has a killer.

"Hmph, the things that do not open your eyes will let you, a mortal, see and see, open your eyes and understand what a gap is." Seeing that Zhao Jiuge is still unwilling to give up, he is also manipulating the torrent of golden auras, and the scared young man is extremely angry. Anti-laugh.

In my heart, I want to linger in front of all the people. Using this cold wooden ruler once consumes a lot of spiritual power, and I usually won’t use it until the end, but I can’t help my youth. If you want to show off well, let’s say that the scared boy thinks that since he used the cold wood ruler, the poor boy from the mountain has no background at all. Therefore, after using the cold wood ruler without any scruples, he will consume a huge amount of spiritual energy and draw his body. Do it, after all, the more powerful you get the magic weapon, the deeper the strength you need to exert its power, and the consumption is equally astonishing.

"Han Mu is shocked by the world." With a low cry, the scared boy has sharp eyes, but his hands are not slow. A rolled and tightly held cold wooden ruler with his right hand strokes the air in front of his chest. After a small arc, a faint silver light circulated around the Han Muchi, like the fallen yellow leaves in autumn.

With this stroke, the temperature on the stone platform dropped sharply, and it seemed that the air had become viscous. The cold light gushing from the cold wood ruler curled up a whirlpool, and then it became like a snowball. The bigger it became, the golden torrent of light and shadow instantly frozen.

"Click, click..."

I saw that the golden light and shadow condensed by spiritual power was frozen and slowly cracked, and then it broke apart and turned into something like ice slag, dissipating between the sky and the earth, the previous force like a broken bamboo The offensive was thus resolved by Han Muchi.

Zhao Jiuge's heart sank, surprised at the power of the Hanmu ruler, and then he was surprised. After using the Hanmu ruler, the Scared Boy was like a okay person. Isn't it a magic weapon that is more powerful and consumes more? This The aura that Han Muchi looked at was no ordinary magic weapon.

It’s just that Zhao Jiuge knows that he can change his physique through the quenching pill and Yuehualu, compressing and then undergoing qualitative transformation, so the scarred teenager with a rich family background has been instilled with all kinds of miraculous medicines since he was a child. Will be worse than him? Besides, the realm of others is higher than him.

Although thoughts flowed in my heart, but looking at the face, Zhao Jiuge's body movements were not slow. Zhao Jiuge, who was too late to launch any offensive, could only tightly protect his predecessor, the Sanskrit Holy Body. The layers of colored glaze shined with golden light, his left foot stepped forward, and his right hand tentatively resisted and swung it past.

Boom.

There was a heavy sound, and then everyone saw that Zhao Jiuge flew upside down like a bowed body for several tens of meters, and the golden light of the glazed glass on his body had disappeared. A close contact made Zhao Jiuge suffer a lot. Injury.

"Pouch."

Zhao Jiuge, lying on the ground, holding his hands, trying to get up with difficulty, his arms are constantly trembling, his robe and sleeves are all broken, and he is shaking and he is about to get up. Sweet, couldn't help it anymore, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and then the body that was finally supported collapsed.

I saw that Zhao Jiuge’s delicate face had already turned pale, and the corners of his mouth still retained a hint of red, unusually eye-catching and dazzling, and his dry lips were trembling slightly, but the dark eyes were still bright, even if it dropped suddenly. When the temperature is low, it can bring people a ray of sunlight and warm the heart.

Everyone in the audience became abnormally quiet, and there was some sympathy in Zhao Jiuge's eyes, only Bai Qingqing's face was calm, but the white and slender green onion fingers betrayed her heart, the white fingers were early He was already green, but he didn't notice it. Red lips whispered softly, "Juge, after a year, after I can go out of the sect to take up the task, I will not be able to beat him up, my mother swears.

The voice is extremely small, even Wang Wanwan next to her did not hear it, there was no anger, no emotion, calm and terrible, and then sighed softly, muttering in my heart, Jiuge ah Jiuge, to you It’s a good thing to be able to do this now, and I believe that your achievements in the future will not be underestimated.

Looking at the sunshine in his eyes, the tough Zhao Jiuge, slightly trembling as he tried to get up, was a little embarrassed and a little pitiful, but his stubborn expression also affected everyone present.

"Hehe, if it is not forbidden by the rules, I would like to accept this Zhao Jiuge as an apprentice." Coach Zhou looked at the young man struggling on the stone platform with admiration. He was a little embarrassed and regretful. He was just outside. The door is responsible for training new disciples, even if the cultivation level is not bad, but they do not have the ability to accept disciples. Generally, disciples have the opportunity to apprentice only after entering the inner door.

The coach Wang and Coach Li looked at each other and smiled without words. Obviously, Coach Zhou moved the thoughts of loving talent. When they reached their point, they were venomous and didn't care about the short-term gains or losses. What they admired was the persistent belief of the young man. , Xiuxian changed this, but the geniuses with many aptitudes were as conspicuous as stars at first, and finally became plain and ordinary.

Xiuxian should insist on persistent pursuit. Only this kind of person can make a steady and steady progress, and accumulate wealth.

The white-clothed woman with a fiery red flying sword and the personable Wu Tianshan both looked at Zhao Jiuge with a strange light, and sighed in their hearts. It is a pity that no matter how persistent the youngsters are, they can’t change the predicament. At this moment of shock, the boy couldn't accept the eyes of everyone and fell into depression. The momentary loss was just to pave the way for the next win.

"Give yourself up, and then say that I was wrong. In the end, stay away from Bai Qingqing, and I will let you go, so as to reduce the pain of flesh and blood." Scared teenager stopped the offensive as if to forget his appearance, and squeezed with one hand. Han Muchi pointed at Zhao Jiuge with an extremely arrogant hand, with an expression of excitement that could not be hidden between his eyebrows. He saw Zhao Jiuge lying on the ground with a smile in his eyes.

Zhao Jiuge didn't open his mouth to admit defeat, so naturally the competition would not be over. The words of the Scared Boy fell, and the audience became quiet. Everyone was waiting for Zhao Jiuge's response.

After a few coughs and a heavy breath, Zhao Jiuge stood up with difficulty and slowly raised his head. It seemed that he hadn't eased his breath. He grinned for a while, and suddenly laughed, smiling. Brilliant, "Go to death, dream."

After saying this sentence, it seemed as if he had exhausted a lot of strength, and then he didn't say a word, just looked at the Scared Boy like an idiot with contempt.

"You." Scar young man's chest trembled, and after angrily opened his lips and uttered a word, he didn't know what to say. He turned his eyes with a ferocious look, rushed up quickly, kicked up a few feet, accompanied by each There was a dull sound from one foot.

The body of Zhao Jiuge who was lying on his stomach twitched because of this messy kick, and his cough became even heavier. The cruel Scar Boy didn't use the Han Mu ruler, but simply externalized spiritual power, kicking Zhao Jiuge , Suddenly, Zhao Jiuge's skin opened and the blood was overflowing, but Zhao Jiuge did not make a pit, clenching his teeth, his eyes were stubborn.

Everyone outside the field was a little silent when they saw this scene, and their mood became more complicated, and they couldn't bear to watch it.

Bai Qingqing's eyes are red, but there is still no sound.

The pain in his body did not make Zhao Jiuge shout, but in his heart, this scene was similar to when Wang Xiaopang and a group of people beat him on that day. Who would have thought that he had stepped on this by mistake. The road, those who underestimate themselves will also pay the price, and the scared teenager who beats him at this moment will also pay the price!

"Wait." Zhao Jiuge, whose eyes changed, shouted hoarsely.

When Scared Boy heard this, he stopped moving quickly, frowned, "What, ask for forgiveness?"

Zhao Jiuge's blood hung at the corner of his mouth raised slightly and chuckled lightly. As for the glamorous woman in the white dress who was stepping on the fiery red flying sword, Liu Mei also curled up, looking at Zhao Jiuge's call, thinking that she might not have missed it.

Just when everyone thought that Zhao Jiuge couldn't help being beaten and wanted to ask for mercy, the sudden change came out, and the sky burst into flames, dispelling the cold caused by the appearance of the cold wooden ruler, and the sky rose. The orange flames danced like a fire snake with a weak and boneless figure.

The sudden emergence of firelight shocked everyone, and his open mouth looked at the stage in surprise.