Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 58: Sijian Cliff
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Boom boom boom...
The sound of noisy footsteps in the distance came from far to near, and the noisy sounds are intertwined, as if every sound has stepped on the hearts of everyone. This time I heard the sound and knew that the waiting person finally came.
When more than a dozen voices and shadows appeared in the distance, I saw the first person, fat and crowded, but with extraordinary richness. The simple face was replaced by the melancholy of brows, and his hands were behind his back. Slowly drifting to the grass, behind him is Wang Wanwan, who is also a son of a family with more than 20 instruments.
The twenty-odd figures behind him are all excited and fearful that the world will not be chaotic. Since the bald man came back to report the letter, everyone who heard the situation suddenly became excited. Come here.
Bai Zimo and the teenagers who stood before saw that the people on their side came, and smiled triumphantly on their faces. At this time, there were thirty or forty figures on the side of the aristocratic family, without Bai Zimo and Mu At Zijun's order, one by one faintly stepped forward and surrounded the eight or nine people headed by Zhao Jiuge.
Originally, the few teenagers behind Zhao Jiuge had never seen the world, their bodies were stiff and unnatural, and suddenly the other people surrounded them, and they shivered before they even started, their faces looked ugly at the aristocratic families around them. Child.
At the end of the day, Zhao Jiuge didn't panic, only inadvertently raised his eyebrows, and then stared at Wang Wanwan.
As if feeling something in his heart, Wang Baiwan also looked at Zhao Jiuge, his eyes met, at this moment the world seemed to be still.
At this moment when the two people look at each other, everything is silent, and the bits and pieces that have been together flow through their hearts.
Once upon a time, it was not enough to urge you to confide in your drink all night.
I have had a great time, have you.
After a few seconds of eye contact, I thought Wang Wanwan’s guilty conscience aside, pretending to look elsewhere and not looking at Zhao Jiuge.
This scene made Zhao Jiuge's heart sigh, why the old confidant can't become an old friend in the end? I don't know that you are my friend and enemy, so I can't see through it.
Zhao Jiuge's expression on the surface has also become more gloomy, and the spiritual power in his body is quietly prepared, and if he is not careful, Zhao Jiuge is ready to be ruthless. No matter how much, although the fight is purely on the flesh, you cannot use spiritual power, otherwise it will be counted. Violating the door rules, but already weak, Zhao Jiuge can't help it. Seeing Wang Wanwan's appearance, he knows that he can't stop today, and there is no room for relaxation.
There are no fewer than forty people on one side, and only ten on one side. There are more than a dozen girls pointing and pointing nearby. Most of them are laughing and watching the excitement. Only a few girls have a face. Anxious, but there is no way to stop this large-scale framing, except that the white and blue standing in the crowd is not strange.
Previously, the blame Zhao Jiuge who hated iron and steel is not good at practicing. Who knows that her own words touched Zhao Jiuge’s self-esteem. With the exquisite heart, she immediately stopped dissuading her. After all, men are different from women and pursue different goals. So the clever, she won't say one more thing, just watch it with peace of mind, and wait for the situation to stop when the situation is wrong.
Although I can't understand the arrogance and domineering of those aristocratic children, and I can be regarded as one of them, but Bai Qingqing doesn't dislike those poor children, and they simply have them.
As Bai Zimo chuckled cruelly twice, the children of the family who had been itchy for a long time pushed forward with proud smiles. This time more than forty people completely surrounded Zhao Jiuge and them. With each step of them, the teenagers behind Zhao Jiuge, face as gray as death, stepped back step by step, until their backs were on their backs and there was no way to go back, they quickly pour out a few breaths and waited to start.
Leng Rufeng and Zhao Jiuge did not have the same posture as those young people. After all, they are already in the spirit state, and their physique is better than ordinary people, unlike some young people who just moved to the blood state. .
After Zhao Jiuge and Leng Rufeng looked at each other, they laughed invariably. Both of them saw the firmness in each other's eyes, the momentum of indomitability, and the other distracting thoughts were thrown away in an instant. There is this in life. Confidant, what is there to fear?
The road to immortality in the future is not ordinary danger and hardship. Can a small fight stop them?
Zhao Jiuge only feels a thunderous heroic spirit in his chest.
Similarly, Leng Rufeng also felt his pride, and couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and laugh.
The attitude of the two people not only gave the seven or eight young people behind them courage, but even the forty people on the opposite side looked at them for a while, and they didn't understand what they were doing.
"Pretend to be a god, beat me, let these buns know how powerful." Bai Zimo couldn't understand the two people who were still surrounded by the crowd, and screamed sullenly.
The aristocratic young man who could not bear it for a long time immediately swarmed forward, raised his arms and thighs, and greeted the encirclement circle. Seeing this look, Bai Zimo felt a sense of pleasure in his heart and looked at him with pleasure. Zhao Jiuge, this Zhao Jiuge has long been uncomfortable, and his teeth are tickling with hatred. This time I see how you are so terrible.
Only Mu Zijun seemed to be disdainful of doing it, watching quietly from the side, still looking personable.
Bai Zimo glanced at the corner of his eyes, and just snorted in his heart. He couldn't understand Mu Zijun, who always appears superior, but now he knows his strength is inferior, so he won't show it for the time being. When the time was right, I came to pick up Mu Zijun again, thinking that at the end, Bai Zimo's eyes turned dark.
In the encircled circle, seeing the group of young people swarming with Bai Zimo’s words, Zhao Jiuge felt that the blood all over his body was boiling. At this time, he did not hear anything outside the window, only this group in his eyes. Aristocratic boy, Zhao Jiuge moved at this moment!
With his hands spread like an eagle spreading his wings, he fisted the bare hands of the three teenagers on the opposite side. Although the three teenagers on the opposite side did not use the slightest spiritual power, they had gone through the psychic realm and the moving blood realm. The degree of toughness is no longer comparable to those of ordinary people.
The flesh meets, making a dull sound, like the sound of a golden horse and an iron horse, intertwined and echoed in the ears.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge became angry and stopped paying attention to the situation in the field. With a slight movement of his hands spread out, his right hand swept forward in an arc, like a swallow playing in the water, galloping past without leaving behind. A trace.
Pop, papa.
Three crisp sounds, three palm prints, remained on the faces of three aristocratic teenagers with red lips and white teeth.
I don’t know if it’s because of the pain or the irritation. The faces of the three teenagers dyed a blush, their eyes widened and looked at Zhao Jiuge in astonishment, as if they didn’t expect Zhao Jiuge to slap in the face. The accustomed teenagers had never suffered such humiliation, and suddenly roared.
These three slaps, Zhao Jiuge used all his strength and didn't leave any hands. You must know that even if the spiritual power is not used, the body is as hard as steel. After hitting the face for a while, it will turn from blush to blue swollen.
Seeing the three white-faced aristocratic teenagers angry and roaring, Zhao Jiuge just sneered, sneered, waved his right foot, kicked three in a row, and kicked each person’s abdomen. The three immediately appeared shrimp-like, bowed He flew out with his body upside down, and even flew a few people behind him.
Know that the cultivation base of the transformed spirit realm does not use spiritual power, and the physical strength and sensitivity of the body are faster than that of ordinary people, not to mention that Zhao Jiuge has also practiced the domineering Sanskrit Eucharist.
Bai Zimo outside the court watched this scene, and Zhao Jiuge was about to meet with a bloodthirsty light for a while. However, more than forty teenagers surrounded the more than a dozen poor students like a tide, and Bai Zimo was completely Can't get close.
Boom boom boom.
There were continuous dull voices hitting Zhao Jiuge's body. After a long time, even with Zhao Jiuge's physical quality, it was a little overwhelming, and only some parts of his body felt sore. Even relying on the strength of the flesh, some of them couldn't show their fists at first, after all, the opponents had too many people, and they were surrounded by groups.
The situation on the field is basically leaning to one side, like cutting wheat in autumn. Except for Leng Rufeng and Zhao Jiuge, the rest of the seven or eight figures are already at the point of holding their heads and being beaten, and even more. It hit the ground.
Zhao Jiuge's Yu Guang noticed the surrounding situation, but he was bound by his hands and feet. He was in a hurry but couldn't solve the problem.
The group of girls around Yingyingyanyan saw that there was no passion at all on the field, and they felt dull, without the enthusiasm, and their pretty faces showed disappointment.
Only Bai Qingqing looked at Zhao Jiuge's expression in a daze, and the corners of her mouth were filled with helplessness. The girl was already mature, and even more so in her mind. Seeing these young people fighting in front of him, Bai Qingqing felt so bored, as if It was like a child fighting, and she didn't expect Zhao Jiuge to do the same. When she felt helpless, she was a little disappointed, but she became more curious about what his past was like.
The fighting on the field continued, loud noises continued to sound, the sound of physical touching, the sound of fists and feet, and the sound of curses and pain.
And in this place like a fairyland, there is a place so peaceful, without a trace of noise.
The northeast corner of Xuantian Peak.
A cliff next to a waterfall with flying streams, there is actually a natural cave inside, surrounded by rocks on three sides, leaving only a quarter of the view of Xuantian Peak. The beauty is in your eyes. It's a waterfall from top to bottom, and this natural cave is in the middle of the cliff. Such a beautiful place can't be reached by humans.
The cave is not big, you can see the whole scene at a glance, and the line of sight is also very wide. There are three mottled characters on the stone wall, and the font is distorted but full of sword intent.
The three big characters carved in vermilion red lacquer will find Sijianya when you walk in a little bit.
And this quiet place called Sijianya seemed out of place on such a noisy Xuantian Peak.