Chapter 1836： Jiang Mingzhan Song Tianliang

The banter smile disappeared, pulling up a fierce scorpion, when the body was spurred, the soles of the feet slammed on the ground, the body floated up, one meter away from the ground, and the front and back of the head, Song Tianliang’s body quickly rotated, rushing out in vain, the offensive flower Pretty strange.

The power of Shengyuan was quickly motivated, and the palm of the hand was turned over. The palm of Jiang Mingshuo’s palm was actually a hurricane-like energy whirlwind out of the air. During the wave, the wind whirls instantly and expanded like a small tornado. The dust on the ground has been absorbed into it, and it is fierce.

The squally wind approached. Under the tyrannical wind pressure, Song Tianliang, who rushed in, suddenly slowed down a lot. Although the momentum was fierce, but it did not hurt Song Tianliang, but the eyes were somewhat inextricable.

Seeing this, everyone on the scene, the eyes are suddenly bright, the heart secretly marveled that Jiang Ming responded so quickly.

In the main position, Fang Qianxing and the three elders were also satisfied with a nod, and the face appeared a smile.

"Hey bastard!" The heart screamed, Song Tianliang blocked his eyes and guarded Jiang Ming.

At the same time, the feet slammed on the ground, Jiang Ming also rushed up, the face pulled up a dangerous arc, the figure swiftly swayed like a squid in the water, blinking, came to the right side of Song Tianliang, directly The boxing banged up.

"Hey!" Perceived Jiang Ming's attack, Song Tianliang snorted, and the body forcibly turned over. It was actually moved one meter out of thin air, cleverly avoiding Jiang Ming's punch.

"The center of gravity is not on the feet, you are a live target!" The corner of the mouth pulled a sneer, and the soles of the feet stepped on the ground again. Jiang Ming’s body shape rose from the sky, and the knees with strong and powerful forces slammed into the back of Song Tianliang. The strength of tyranny also allowed There was a faint gleam at the knees, and the offensive was fierce and unrelenting.

The squint swept down to Jiang Ming, his face changed slightly, the dark eyes flashed fiercely, and Song Tianliang suddenly violently turned over and his hands moved forward.

"boom!"

Jiang Ming, who is rising from the sky, has strong and horizontal strength on his knees. He has a muffled sound, and it hits between Song Tianliang's palms. His tyrannical power, with a powerful impulse, will send Song Tianliang to a height of more than ten meters.

"Good!" At the beginning, it took the upper hand, and the disciples of the Qinglan Palace were excited and cheered.

"Not bad." The smile on the face was a little more, and Meng Fei’s elders nodded with satisfaction and smiled. Many people were also amazed at Jiang Ming’s strength.

"Jiang Ming has the upper hand, but Song Tianliang has not suffered a substantial amount of physical damage, and his ability to respond is extremely strong. With the help of Jiang Ming's strength, the distance has been opened, and Jiang Ming's attack range has been avoided. It is a genius disciple, both of whom are quite good." Zhang Qingyun nodded and smiled and expressed satisfaction.

Above the sky, the slightly cold eyes stared at Jiang Ming, and his hands twisted and twisted, giggling, Song Tianliang faintly said: "Strong strength is strong, no wonder so confident."

The eyelids were dignified, but they did not show up. The face showed a smile, Jiang Mingwei smiled and said: "Are you not?"

"In order to win, the Qingyi Holy Palace will definitely pass on the Tianjie God who was auctioned by the Chamber of Commerce to Jiang Ming. Jiang Ming’s strength is not weak, and he should not be underestimated."

Recalling the words of Ding Yan in his mind, Song Tianliang slightly frowned, and Jiang Ming’s strength is indeed not weak. It is not so easy to win.

"His heavenly gods must stay in the end as a killer, first consume his holy yuan, and the power of the heavenly gods will be greatly reduced." The heart sighs, Song Tianliang's face can not help but emerge a touch Perceived smirk.

"Well?" I noticed that Song Tianliang’s face was a bit of a smirk, slightly frowning, and Xiao Chen’s heart sighed, and seemed to notice something.

"Jiang Ming, come on, come up with some real skills." Standing upright, suddenly waved to Jiang Ming, Song Tianliang provoked, looks very proud.

"Snapped!"

The hands slammed together, and the slamming sound was loud, the body quickly ignited the fire attribute power, and the violent fire attribute power spewed out, and the momentum quickly soared.

"Xuan Xuan Shen! Wan Xuan bonfire!"

The heart screamed, and the power of the fire that spewed out of the body suddenly soared. At this moment, within the number of Jiang Ming’s body, a dozen large fireballs were condensed out of thin air, and the space temperature instantly increased.

"Hey!"

The fierce eyes of Song Tianliang, the gestures change rapidly, the fireballs suspended in the whole body, the fierce explosions come out, the power is strong, the sound of the road is oppressed, and everywhere, the space is rising and hot, just like dream.

Although it is a mysterious god, but it is displayed from the hands of Jiang Ming, the power is quite strong, and the faces of the disciples are all a horror.

Seeing Jiang Ming's execution of the law, Song Tianliang's face was even more a smile. In the face of Jiang Ming's attack, Song Tianliang chose to avoid it, his figure flashed rapidly, and he repeatedly attacked the fireball.

"Jiang Ming, the attack speed is faster." Easy to avoid the fireball, Song Tianliang then provoked.

"What is he doing? The same level of cultivation, do not need to avoid the opponent's attack?" Frowning slightly, my heart is somewhat confused, Zhao Yuxi shouted.

"It is estimated that I want to consume Jiang Ming's Shengyuan strength." Both hands wrapped around the chest, and the light eyes looked at the sky, Xiao Xiao faint.

"What? Consumption?" Hearing the words of Xiao Chen, his face suddenly changed, Zhao Yuxi lost his voice, and his heart was even more tense.

The fierce eyes stared at the evasive Song Tianliang, and saw the provocative appearance of the latter. The blood vessels of the face swelled up and the blood stirred, and Jiang Ming was furious.

The power of the sacred element in the body is madly motivated, and the strength of the tyrannical fire attribute is even more sturdy. Jiang Ming suddenly waved his hand and quickly condensed the fireball to attack madly. Compared with the previous, the power and speed of the fireball were stronger.

In the main position, Ding Yan’s original face was finally revealed with a touch of faint smile.

"Attack it, continue to attack." The smile on the face became more and more intense. Song Tianliang’s heart was ecstatic, his figure flickered, avoiding the fireball attack, and a large number of fireballs flew far away, all of which scattered.

Jiang Ming’s mad attack, the power of the sacred Yuan in the body is huge, but above his face, there is a hidden sneer, which does not seem to care about the consumption of the Holy Power.

Two minutes later, with Song Tianliang constantly avoiding, Jiang Ming suddenly stopped the attack.

"The mysterious **** decided! The hand of the wind blade!"

Stopped the attack, the body shape slightly stagnation, the body's wind attribute power broke out again, Jiang Ming's arm slammed, and the arm was covered by the tyrannical wind attribute force, forming a wind blade, and the heart was low and slammed. Stepping on the void and rushing up.

"The strength really weakened a lot." The heart was secretly smug, and the playful look of Jiang Ming, Song Tianliang sneered and smiled: "Jiang Ming, you lost, consume so much power, you really thought it was still Can you beat me? You are too weak."

"The enemy is the enemy!" Cold drink, the fierceness of the eyelids is even worse. With the help of the wind attribute, Jiang Ming's speed is obviously improved by three points. When approaching, the arm of the wind blade is cut and fiercely cut.

"Xuanjie God decided! Taiyi Xuan Shield!"

The face reveals a sneer sneer, and his heart screams loudly. Song Tianliang puts his hands together and quickly condenses a purple energy shield in front of him, which is a big one.

"Peng!"

The wind blade with powerful power is fiercely squatting, and the slamming bang is stunned like a thunder, squatting on the energy shield, but unfortunately it fails to shake the energy shield, even a crack.

"Jiang Ming, with your current strength, cast a mysterious god, but I can't hurt me." The sly eyes stared at Jiang Ming, Song Tianliang sneered a little, smug, without any cover.

"I know that you just consumed my strength." I thought that Jiang Ming would reveal a dignified or worried color, but Jiang Ming's face was a sigh of laughter.

His face changed slightly. When he saw the sinful smile of Jiang Ming’s face, Song Tianliang suddenly understood that Jiang Ming was calculating him when he calculated Jiang Ming.

"I really will consume power in vain? Did the fireball really disappear?" The face of the yin laughed a little more, Jiang Ming slightly smiled.

"What?" Song Tianliang heard the words, his face suddenly changed, and his heart was filled with anxiety.

Jiang Ming’s blow was blocked, his body shape quickly retreated, and his fingers changed strangely. At this moment, the large number of fireballs that had disappeared in the past were strangely appearing in front of Song Tianliang’s energy shield.

"Not good!" The pupils slammed, and Song Tianliang’s heart shook, and the cold sweats came out.

"boom!"

"Hey!"

"puff!"

A huge number of fireballs are not, but they are already condensed into a huge fireball. The explosion of the bombardment slams into the energy shield. The energy shield is instantly broken. The strength of the tyrannical fire attributed Song Tianliang’s blood to be sprayed. The figure flew out.

"It’s a genius disciple, it’s amazing."

"Not easy!"

"This is beautiful!"

Jiang Ming’s surprising move was to make the crowds of the crowd look bright and sigh.

The disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace were cheering, and the high-rises of the Mirage Palace and the two disciples were secretly anxious, and they all sweated for Song Tianliang.

"Ding Gongzhu, it seems that I am a strong disciple of the Qing Palace." In the main position, it is difficult to conceal the joy of the heart. Fang Qianxing looked at Ding Yan and smiled happily. He couldn’t help but stand up and clap his hands. .

The slightly pale face was extremely gloomy, the eyes flashed with cold and murderous, the crazy full force urged the Shengyuan, the heart moved, and a jade with a light blue light flashed, but the top quality aura, the momentum and strength suddenly soared.

"Days of God! The phantom is very windy!"

The sound of the drink fell, Song Tianliang fiercely waved, a blue energy of a few feet in size, carrying a momentum like a broken bamboo, lightning-like rushing to Jiang Ming, the power is amazing.

"Days of God!" The crowds under the screams, holding their breath and zooming in.

"Well come! Just let me try the power of the heavenly gods!" Jiang Ming shouted, waving, a Taoist appearance appeared out of thin air, but the top quality aura, power crazy skyrocketing, fierce, strong war, no fear.