Chapter 607

In the eyes of many people, Tan Zhenren has been standing in the square and in the original place.

It was not until he came out of the tower that people knew that he had left long ago and had come to more than 100 feet in front of Lian March.

Tan Zhenren holds a small ancient clock in his right hand.

It's not the streamer clock used by Luo Huainan and Bai Zao, but the Jingyun clock, the magic weapon of Zhongzhou school.

Even in March he shouted, "fall."

A morning light fell from the sky and went to the head of the real man.

With a slight hum, Jingyun bell blocked the morning light with the power of heaven and earth, and the low sound easily destroyed several ancient trees in the sky.

Tan Zhenren disappeared again, but the next moment he came out of a wing in the western sky.

This is the power of jingyunzhong, and this is the wrong step of heaven and earth.

Jingyun bell is a very special magic weapon. It is said that it is a natural artifact in the neck of a unicorn in ancient times. It is as heavy as a mountain. It can't be cast in space like a flying sword and other magic weapons. It can only be done by the bell holder himself. No matter how high the level of practitioners is, even relegated immortals, as long as Jingyun bell rings in their ears, they will be scared and miserable. Even if they are lucky to live, they must have no resistance.

Of course, ordinary practitioners can't do it even if they want to pick it up.

Only by talking about the strength of real people, can they hold them in their hands and walk freely.

It's like he walked up to March.

Other practitioners cannot determine the position of talking about real people. At this time, there is no other way but to break the mirror of space and escape as soon as possible.

Even in March, he didn't step back. Looking at the real people in the sky, his eyes were more belligerent and brighter.

A breath of unimaginable rage overflowed from her clothes.

The sun in the East seemed to feel her will and shed more morning light.

The morning light fell in bunches, like being sifted through by dense branches.

No matter where Tan Zhenren came from, it was a morning light to meet him, which made him unable to walk in front of even March.

Why can even March predict his position in advance? Why can she see the only truth in so much vanity?

Those who could still see the pictures on the square were silent and guessed the reason.

This is the connection between heaven and man in Shuiyue nunnery.

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There was a slight rub.

A very beautiful morning light came from the East.

Tan Zhenren came out of the main hall in the sky.

The two meet.

The morning light wiped his body, and a section of his sleeve and skirt turned to ashes, but it did not prevent him from taking this most critical step.

Tan Zhenren finally came to Lian March.

They are only ten feet apart.

This is an extremely rare thing in the battle of this realm.

Talking about real people is so natural.

Even March is casual.

Tan Zhenzhen took another step forward. At the same time, he got up with several breeze in his left hand and was ready to ring the Jingyun bell held in his right hand.

Unexpectedly, even March did not leave, nor did he attack again with his fist in the morning, but carried his hands behind his back.

Her body leaned forward slightly, as if ready to sprint.

A light appeared at the end of the dancing black hair.

Then, a bright light appeared in the slanting clothes room.

A light appeared at the neckline, sole, lip corner and countless parts of her body.

Those are not sword meanings, nor is she an invisible sword body, but the essence can be interlinked.

She and Jing Jiu have been in the 3000 yard and have traveled together in the world for many years. Unexpectedly, she has become a master of Kendo?

Countless lights together became a light curtain. Her body was at the front of the light curtain. It seemed that those lights were the remnants of her.

She raised her speed to the extreme and rushed towards the real person.

There was a slight rub.

Pass by!

Heaven and earth go wrong.

Staggering one step is the ends of the earth.

The fragments of light mirrors on the square suddenly became dim, and the palaces that appeared inexplicably in different positions suddenly reversed their direction.

Buzz! Jingyun bell is ringing!

The whole imperial city seemed to tremble at this moment.

No one can see the picture of that moment clearly, even Zen and bu qiuxiao can't.

I don't know how long it took, the lights finally disappeared, the palace returned to normal, and there were only two people standing opposite each other at a distance of more than ten feet.

Even in March, he raised his left sleeve to wipe the blood off his face, but more blood poured out of his nose and mouth. He couldn't wipe it clean.

Tan Zhenzhen looked at Jing Yunzhong in his hand, the wrinkles on his face were much deeper, and the cloth clothes were full of burn marks of the morning light. He looked a little embarrassed. Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa“ I lost. " Tan Zhenzhen turned around, looked at her and said, with a still dull look. Lian March turned to look at him and said, "if you insist on typing again, you may die with me." Her face was covered with blood. She looked like a worldly expert in Shuiyue nunnery, more like a naughty girl after fighting with a neighbor's boy. Tan Zhenzhen said, "I don't want to die. I still have a lot to do." Even March thought for a while and said, "I have nothing to do."“ So I take it for granted that I lose to you. " Tan Zhenzhen looked at her right hand and said with emotion, "what's more, your current number of Zhenyuan can enter the top three in the history of practice. Who else is your opponent in Chaotian mainland?" Even in March, he was still bleeding. He wiped his left sleeve from time to time, but his right hand didn't move. The morning light overflowed from between her fingers. There were very light gold grains in the white light, which only she and Tan Zhenren could see. She said, "this is also a chance for Yunmeng Mountain."“ So I'm not unhappy. " With these words, Tan Zhenren stepped into the air, walked into the sky, and then went to Yunmeng Mountain. The palace was quiet. There was no sound for a long time. Everyone was shocked to the extreme. Tan Zhenzhen actually lost, and said that no one in the whole Chaotian continent is an opponent in March? First defeated Kou Qingtong, the last strongman of the blood devil sect, and then defeated the recognized strongest man in the world and the leader of Zhongzhou sect... How strong is this woman? Why did the real person leave Chaoge city directly? Does he think that the Zhongzhou faction has lost two games in a row, and that no one can beat Lian March and directly chose to give up Even in March, he fought with Kou Qingtong first and then talked about real people. The sand and stones flew in the field. The morning glow and the sky fell to the world. No one noticed at all. Jing Xin followed the palace wall to the front of the hall and was protected by those loyal old ministers. Watching Tan Zhenren walk away and leave Chaoge City, Jing Xin thinks about the humiliating kneeling in Shuiyue nunnery. Instead of feeling sad and disappointed, she feels relaxed. Jingyao noticed that his brother was not far away. The eyes of the two brothers were light, and then quickly became nervous, because even March was coming to the hall. Both the brothers of the king family and the ministers in the court were subconsciously nervous when they saw that even March was getting closer and closer, even Duke Lu and others were no exception. No one can keep calm when facing her after seeing such a picture today. Even March ignored these people and walked directly to Jingjiu. Halfway through, she suddenly stopped, reached out and grabbed some water in the air, washed the blood off her face, and then continued to lift her steps. Lian March walked past Jing Jiu and sat down on the stone steps. Well nine also walked back, sat down beside her and looked at her side face. The peach blossom still trembled slightly in the temples, stained with some blood and became more beautiful. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.