Chapter 1249

Name:Demon's Diary Author:Wang Yu 忘语
The chieftain of Jingjue clan didn't pay any attention to the noisy sanxiu around him. He just stared at Zhang xiuniang and said with a slight sarcasm:

"Why, is it that Sanzhen Liuzi of Yunchuan alliance has no courage to fight?"

Zhang xiuniang gave a cold hum and pinched the sword formula in her hand. The long sword behind her gave a sonorous and clear sound. Before the long sword came out of its sheath, the meaning of the cold sword spread all around.

The monks near the high platform only felt a chill in their bodies, and a chilling feeling went straight to the bottom of their hearts. Those with lower accomplishments could not help but take a step back.

The head of Jingjue clan's face also changed slightly, but the hesitation in his eyes flashed away, and soon recovered to calm.

"Since the clan leader wants to decide by fighting, the little girl will certainly accompany him to the end, but the other two spirit masters of our Yunchuan alliance have important things to do at the moment, so it's not convenient to do them. You Jingjue clan choose the strongest one and fight with the little girl one by one Zhang xiuniang said in a deep voice.

"Hey, hey, I can't blame you for something happened to your people. Our Jingjue clan will do what they say, and we won't change what we said three to three. If you can't name three people, you'd better let Zhang Daoyou fight against three with one. " The blue eyes of the head of Jingjue clan turned, and he seemed to guess something. After a grim smile, he said rudely.

As soon as his voice fell, in the crowd behind him, three figures in black robes flew out without saying a word and rushed straight at Zhang xiuniang on the high stage.

"You..."

As soon as Zhang xiuniang's pretty face changed, she didn't care to question the head of the Jingjue clan. With a shake of her sleeve, she suddenly roared, and a hurricane rolled out. The young men and other spiritual friars had no resistance, and they were all swept out of the stage by the hurricane.

In a short time, the black robed man in front of him was already shining with a green light. He grabbed it with one hand and became a big blue hand with the size of several feet.

The sound of breaking the air is loud!

Before the big hand really fell, a wave of prestige came, and the whole platform was shaken violently, almost collapsed.

Zhang xiuniang's face was dignified. The person who shot should be the peak cultivation in the later period of congealing liquid. The other two were also the mid-term monks of congealing liquid.

As a sword cultivator, it's no problem to be one-to-two, but it's hard to be one-to-three.

She drinks a Jiao, the hand moves, the white long sword on the back already appeared in her hand.

With one sword in hand, Zhang xiuniang immediately exudes a sharp momentum. With the other hand, the white sword in her hand exudes a sharp white sword momentum. Then the white light around her body flourishes, and her feet fluctuate together. A huge white sword appears in her hands out of thin air.

The whole set of movements is very skillful, just like flowing water. Liu Ming can't help but feel a movement in his heart when he looks at it, and another cold and white figure emerges in his mind at the same time.

With Zhang xiuniang's gentle rebuke and a wave of her jade hand, the huge white sword fell into the palm of the big blue hand.

Poof!

The blue hand had no resistance. It was cut in half from the middle and disappeared.

However, the white sword also slightly trembled. Zhang xiuniang's delicate body shook and flew into the air. She looked at the black robed man with a big hand like electricity and yelled:

"You are not from Jingjue clan, you are monks of Hai clan!"

The black robed man sneered and didn't reply. The green light in his hand flashed, and he had a green light of palm size.

With a method never into, the green light on the top of the * * is in full swing, and a fuzzy flying out of the seven or eight Zhang Xu big green water boa, pounce on Zhang xiuniang.

The other two black robed men had already taken the opportunity to walk around behind Zhang xiuniang. One of them had sacrificed a pair of silver spears, and the other took out a rare dark green hammer.

Two people respectively from two directions, toward Zhang xiuniang encircled in the past.

With a wave of his hand, two short spears shot out, turned into two silver pinions, and chopped at Zhang xiuniang.

There was a thunderclap on the hammer of another sea clan, and green arcs appeared on it.

With a loud shout, the Hai nationality wields the huge hammer, and countless green arcs are ejected from it. When it condenses, it turns into a green thunder ball, tearing the air and bombarding Zhang xiuniang.

The attack of the three Hai people almost came to Zhang xiuniang at the same time, and they clamped her in the middle with their horns, which was inevitable.

Zhang xiuniang inhaled deeply and waved several sword formulas. The long white sword flew to her head and circled quickly.

The white sword Qi poured down like a waterfall and wrapped her body. It dripped and rotated to form a white light curtain.

Boom!

The attack of the three Hai people bombarded the white sword light curtain. The white sword light curtain was shocked, and several layers of sword light were broken down. The white sword light curtain was almost broken.

Zhang xiuniang's face turned pale when she was shocked. However, she took a deep breath and spewed out some pure magic power. Her ten fingers were white and slender, and she produced a rather mysterious handprint.

The white sword suddenly emerged a layer of dazzling light, a thick and dazzling white sword gas emerged, and quickly rotated around her body.

The sound of tearing gold and silk!

Several green boa constrictors and the green thunder ball were crushed. The silver training of a pair of short Spears was also scattered by the sword Qi. The light on the surface was dim. It was obvious that the spirit was damaged a little.

Seeing Zhang xiuniang's momentum, the faces of the three Hai people suddenly changed. Among them, the two Hai people in the later period of congealing fluid took a look at the head Hai people holding the * * and showed a little hesitation. They did not dare to step forward.

At this time, Zhang xiuniang's face turned white and her mouth gushed out a mouthful of blood.

"Kill her!"

The head Hai clan was very happy and roared. The three of them jumped up again and made a series of decisions aiming at their respective spirit weapons. At the same time, they chanted words.

"You are... Mean! What kind of skill is three to one! "

The low-level friar of Yunchuan alliance, who was pushed down by Zhang xiuniang, easily stood firm. Seeing that Zhang xiuniang was besieged by three people in mid air, one of the friars in Xuehe hall yelled angrily at Jingjue people.

The head of Jingjue clan glanced contemptuously at the low-level friars of Yunchuan alliance, and didn't pay any attention.

"Stop it!" The youth of tianyuezong stopped the roaring monk of Xuehe hall.

"These Jingjue people have joined the Hai people, and they have no intention to compete with us fairly. We can't get involved in this level of fighting. Go and ask martial uncle xuecan to come Said the young man in silver in a low voice.

The blood River Temple monk's face changed, and there was a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, but then he quickly ran to the attic behind.

The head of Jingjue clan saw the actions of the young man in silver robe, but he didn't care at all.

He has exact sources. This time, Yunchuan mainland sent three Lingshi. One of them has been taken away by the Hai people, and the other is practicing in seclusion. Only one Zhang xiuniang is in charge of her own.

Although he is a sword mender at the peak of the later period of congealing liquid, he is a bit tricky, but now he has injuries.

As for the other disciples of Yunchuan alliance in Lingtu period, they are not worried at all.

Although there were one or two spiritual masters in the coagulation period, they did not dare to openly compete with the powerful Hai people.

As long as you capture and kill Zhang xiuniang and destroy the power of the Terran in shuangao Island, I believe that the high level of the Hai people, even the adult, will be very satisfied with the Jingjue people.

Maybe, when the adult is happy, he will put the whole island under his own jurisdiction, and then

The head of Jingjue clan thought excitedly. He could not help looking at the four figures in the air, but frowned.

In the middle of the air, Zhang xiuniang was besieged by three Hai people. Although she was in danger, she was determined and could still persist.

At the end of the congealing period, the Haizu, the leader, saw that they could not take down Zhang xiuniang, and suddenly showed an anxious look on their face. They threw the green * * in their hands into the air, chanting words in their mouth, and a solemn finger in one hand.

A thread of blood spurted from his finger and disappeared into the body.

**A bright green light appeared on it, which turned into a huge green python.

This Python is different from the one that has just been transformed into magic power. It is just like an entity. The green light in the snake's pupil flickers, and the body turns around for a while. A layer of green flame appears on the surface.

The monk of the sea clan gasped for breath. It was obvious that it was also a great waste of his mana to use this method. He waved his hand and hit out a formula.

The green Python's body is fuzzy. The next moment, it suddenly jumps in front of Zhang xiuniang. With a big mouth, it suddenly spurts out a piece of green flame. At the same time, the snake's tail swings, like a huge steel whip, to Zhang xiuniang.

At the moment, Zhang xiuniang is performing the art of Royal sword, fighting with the other two sea people. Seeing this scene, her eyes are shining, and her mouth is drinking. The white flying sword shoots back and falls into her hands.

The shadow of a white sword, which was several feet in size, emerged from her body. The next moment, it burst apart and turned into countless white sword Qi, shooting in all directions.

But Zhang xiuniang's figure, uncanny disappeared in the sword Qi.

The green Python was hit by more than ten sword Qi, and the snake was deeply wounded, but it didn't shed a drop of blood and hissed in pain.

The head of the sea people's face showed a trace of consternation.

In the crowd below, Liu Ming raised his eyebrows and showed an unexpected look in his eyes.

At the next moment, the white light around the Hai nationality driving the short spear flashed, and the figure of Zhang xiuniang suddenly emerged. The white light of the flying sword in her hand won, and it turned into a huge white Mengmeng sword light ten feet long, which suddenly split down.

"Be careful!" Haizu, the leader of the group, was stunned and yelled.

The double short spear sea clan suddenly turned around, his face changed dramatically, and with a loud shout, he put the silver double spears in front of his chest.

The silver light on the short spear was dazzling, and it increased several times in the wind, trying to resist the sword light.

The huge white sword light suddenly fell, and the sea clan and the silver short spear were instantly submerged by the white sword.

With a click, the silver spear was cut off from the middle, and a shrill scream came out.

After the white sword, the sea people's body was cut in half from the middle, and the blood fell in the sky.