Chapter 183

The battle on the top of Wuhua peak continues.

It was not until Ling Longbiao was seriously injured and taken away by the disciples of the church that Chen Jie and Zhang Ping advised them to come back to their senses. Looking at Zhao Jiuge's eyes, there are some flamethrowers, and each one's eyes are killing. As cold as the wind is hit hard, Zhao Jiuge is crazy, and Ling Longbiao is beaten. They have never been in the same atmosphere. The friendship of their brothers and sisters cannot be understood by outsiders.

On the contrary, Zhao Jiuge, who defeated three people in a row, seems to be a little weak. The golden light on his body is a little dim, but the mysterious and solemn smile Buddha's virtual shadow is now horizontal eyebrows and benevolent eyes, and his forehead is slightly lowered. His expression is so peaceful.

Zhao Jiuge's sleeve robe on his right arm was fragmented, his eyes were burning, and he was a bit gloomy staring at Chen Jie and other five people. However, he did not choose to continue to work. It seemed that his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

"Chen Jie, let's get rid of him first. I'll hold on to this one." Zhang Pingquan's voice was chilly. Twelve people, dealing with three people, actually suffered four. How to make her not angry.

On the battlefield, the situation changed quickly. Just as Zhang Ping urged him to roar at Chen Jie, Bai Qingqing took advantage of the two other xuanqifeng disciples' stupefied Kung Fu, and the two sword flowers in his hands shook. In an instant, two silver swords were like a rainbow, hitting the two young people who built the foundation.

Although the two men reacted in time and released the body protecting aura to resist it, the Fenghua in Bai Qingqing's hand is the best among the spirit tools. How can they resist it? Not everyone has the abnormal resolution of Zhao Jiuge.

Two pieces of silver sword Qi broke through the light curtain of the spiritual power to protect the body. When hitting the body, a blood flower floated from the body, and then fell down. On a person's right shoulder, the area that was hit was directly exploded, and the flesh and blood were blurred. The other one directly hit his right hand, and the whole right hand was directly damaged. The whole right hand fell down and dragged his arm. Even the flying sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Bai Qingqing's use of sword resolution and control of spiritual power have reached such a precise level. His strength and position are extremely appropriate. He can kill the enemy without being fatal. If the positions of the two sword lights fall on the abdomen, they will be dead at the moment.

Zhang Ping advised him to feel his chest stuffy and angry. But soon his fighting spirit returned to her, and I would not be much weaker than you!

Zhang Ping persuades silver teeth to bite, and rushes to Bai Qingqing. However, three talents have suppressed Bai Qingqing before. Now how can she beat Bai Qingqing by herself? However, relying on her precious weapon, flying sword and all her accomplishments, she can barely hold Bai Qingqing down. However, she has been in a bad situation.

Bai Qingqing's heart was stunned. It seemed that Zhang Ping's advice was more and more courageous at the moment, which could cause her a lot of trouble. In particular, her understanding of the sword spirit is no longer under her. Every sword Qi is extremely powerful and brings her a great shock. If she can also have a spiritual weapon in her hand, I'm afraid that even if she loses to herself, she will have to pay a lot of money Yes.

However, she didn't know that Zhang Pingquan was undoubtedly the most evil disciple of xuanqifeng this time. She not only had a rapid breakthrough in strength, but also reached the late stage of foundation construction. Even the control of sword resolution was incomparable to others. This is because Zhang Pingquan was born with ordinary birth, unlike those disciples of aristocratic families who enjoyed the rich resources. Not only several coaches praised her, but also Du Jun, the leader of xuanqifeng, paid close attention to her and placed great hopes on her.

Between the two people, although Zhang Ping's advice kept falling behind, Bai Qingqing couldn't get rid of her all of a sudden. They were in a sticky state for a while.

Taking advantage of their entanglement, Zhao Jiuge takes out a jade bottle which is only half the size of a palm. The jade bottle is blue and white, which brings some coolness when looking at it. Then Zhao Jiuge takes out a dark red pill, which is the size of Bai Qingqing's thumb, which is the xiaohuandan that Bai Qingqing gave him last time.

A faint smell of medicine came. Zhao Jiuge held this small pill between his fingers, and without much hesitation, he put his mouth into his mouth. Now his spiritual power is nearly exhausted, so he has to rely on pills to supplement and recover.

Xiaohuandan melts in the mouth, turns into a stream of liquid and flows into the body. Then, the fierce spirit power rushes down. Through the channels of the body, the spiritual power can be obviously increased. Until then, Zhao Jiuge feels that the xiaohuandan is precious, and the effect of ordinary pills is not so fast. As for how precious Zhao Jiuge did not understand, for alchemy he did not have any experience, also did not understand.

Although spiritual power is constantly recovering, there is also a process, and it takes time to accumulate the restored spiritual power.

Boom!

Chen Jie and other five people will not give Zhao Jiuge time to recover. Seeing Zhao Jiuge's action like this, we don't know that he is close to the end of the oil and the lamp is dry. Previously, Chen Jie was very worried about Zhao Jiuge's beating Ling Longbiao under his own eyelids. Now how can he let go of such a good opportunity.

In order to seize time, Chen Jie didn't use the sword which was not too skilled. Instead, he directly rushed the power toward Zhao Jiuge.

The four xuanqifeng disciples behind him also responded at the same time, followed by Chen Jie. Two sword Qi and two spiritual powers followed him and swept away to Zhao Jiuge.In a moment, the five attacks on the construction of the foundation area hit Zhao Jiuge. Chen Jie is cold in his heart. He is very defensive and strong. Now you don't have much power. In the powerful way, it is hard for a woman to cook without rice.

Facing the fierce offensive, all people are watching nervously, even Zhao Jiuge has panic in his heart, but now, there is no chance to turn back. It will not be played for months before it can be recovered. Besides, he has no use playing the card!

At this time, Zhao Jiuge on the surface of the golden light suddenly went down, as if because of the lack of power, but soon became bright, suddenly suddenly bright and dark. When the five attacks were not left in hand, Zhao Jiuge tried to push the Sanskrit holy body to the extreme, and wanted to resist.

"Boom..."

A sound of vibration, Zhao Jiuge body shake a few times, the surface of the golden light dim a few points, with just recovered point of the spirit and loss.

"Bang Bang. "

Zhao Jiuge just stood still, and two spiritual powers swept over. The golden light was completely dim, as if it would be broken at any time. Even the mysterious smile Buddha that enveloped zhaojiuge disappeared because of the lack of the support of the spirit.

The vibration of Zhao Jiuge was dizzy, but there were two sword lights. Because it took some time to perform, he fell in the end, and the moment came.

"Dong Dong... "

Two sharp silver swords directly tear the golden curtain which is about to break, hit Zhao Jiuge's body, and the furious sword directly cuts through the blue sword robe. Although the physical strength has not been further hurt, seven wounds have penetrated the sword robe and spread blood. At first, only a light blood spills out, and fresh flesh and blood are seen in the eyes The blue sword robe is completely dyed red.

Zhao Jiuge has twisted a lot of his face because of his pain. However, he still stands. His sword eyebrows are not even standing up. He has been sweeping the scene with Bai Qingqing Yu Guang, who has been dissuading Zhang Ping. At once, he is also mad. Some of them are shaking like wind and flowers in their hands, and the spirit is surging wildly. In a moment, he has some hard-working Zhang Even more embarrassed to persuade up, a time to resist.

Those xuantianfeng square looked at the standing Zhao Jiuge through the dark light mirror. Because of the distorted and tough appearance of the face, each look was complicated. When they thought Zhao Jiuge was about to be poisoned, they saw that Zhao Jiuge actually took out the drum with the size of red side slapping in his hand!

After the attack of the other five people, Zhao Jiuge quickly took out the dusky drum from vultures' hands. There is no need for a fool to have magic weapons. Besides, the inner body's spiritual power is constantly accumulating.

"Thump..."

Strange and mixed with the bleak drum, the fluctuation of the spirit spread around slowly. This made Chen Jie and other people look at Zhao Jiuge's action is unclear. Although he knows that the red drum is a magic weapon, it seems that there is no lethality.

Chen Jie and others face the confusion and vigilance, but does not mean that Bai Qingqing does not know the role of this twilight drum, after all, he and Zhao Jiuge had suffered losses.

White green eyes flash in a flash of light, hands on the movement, the whole body tight, waiting for the opportunity!

Chen Jie and others later realized that when they found the small and harmless drum, their faces were as shocked as Zhao Jiuge for the first time. At the same time, their spirits were lost and their inner movement was stagnant.

Although this time is short, but for the decision, it is enough, a study of the situation is a great situation.

While Zhang Ping advised the flower to lose color, Bai Qingqing had already been ready to send the body to jump, a pair of beautiful eyes cold eyes, wind flowers across the sky, a half moon arc sword Qi will Zhang Ping advise a pick instead of.

Zhang Ping, who was still flying backwards in the air, exhorted to spit out a blood flower. A two foot long wound appeared to be a little ferocious. Bai Qingqing was not able to forgive people. His body continued to follow Zhang Ping's advice and went with the backward, and the blue sword robe on his body was whistling.

"Bang..."

Zhang Pingquan body fell heavily on the ground, although the blood on the wound was still overflowing, but the face was unchanged, but the eyes were gloomy at the white green.

"Pa."

A crisp sound, only white green green right hand with sword, left hand out of the white tender hand so a palm toward Zhang Ping advised face fan. A clear red print came up immediately.

"This is for Zhao Jiuge." White Green said, then a slap on.

"This hand is for you for the cold wind."

Then there was another slap, three consecutive.

"I gave you this slap, which makes your mouth stink and likes to shout."

Just when the crowd thought the three palms were over, they saw the white green arm raised again and then hit Zhang Ping in his face without hesitation.

Bai Qingqing converged on his apathy, raised his mouth, and then said slowly after a pause, "this last slap is for those xuantianfeng disciples who have been poisoned by your xuanqifeng. It is seen that you dare not dare to be arrogant in front of our xuantianfeng disciples."Beating people does not hit the face, but white and green hit is the face.

Although Zhang Pingquan's injury was not very serious, he could not recover for a moment. He felt that he was humiliated. His eyes were black and he wanted to find a place to drill in. The pain in his heart was more intense than that in his body.

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