Chapter 447

When the two swords hit each other violently, there was a loud bang, and then a wave of aftershocks rippled from the center to all directions.

I saw that the wave raised the dust on the surrounding ground. Some of the broken stones were directly annihilated by the residual sword Qi. Some of the ground directly formed a gully, which was caused by the sword Qi.

All the monks around looked at the scene of passion. When the sword spirit came into contact, they only saw that Bai Zimo had faintly fallen behind. Even if the body protection method was determined, his body could not help being forced to step back a few steps by Zhao Jiuge's sword spirit, and then he staggered for a while to stabilize his body.

There are essential differences between the body protecting method and the quenching method. The qualification is to become stronger by cultivating one's own body. One is to add a layer of defense to one's own body by means of Dharma determination. Therefore, fundamentally speaking, the two seem to be similar, but in fact there are qualitative differences.

Every time they fight, every time they take the lower hand, how good does Bai Zimo look? Today, he still doesn't believe that evil. A burst of anger arises spontaneously, with the idea of not admitting defeat. He thinks that even if he tries his best today, he will defeat Zhao Jiuge and leave him. Otherwise, it will be a disgrace in public. After losing to him, his reputation in Qingcang city will be destroyed 。

It's just that practice is not a day's work, and many congenital conditions, such as qualifications and skills, can't be changed by diligent cultivation. No matter who it is, opportunities are not easy to obtain.

Is the cultivation of Xuantian Jianmen Holy Land comparable to that of an aristocratic family? No matter how old your family is, many things can't be compared with the holy land. The Xuantian sword determined by Zhao Jiuge contains mysterious sword meaning. Even if ordinary people get the sword resolution, they don't have the understanding to understand the sword meaning.

After a sword stirred up Bai Zimo, Yu Guang of Zhao Jiuge suddenly found a figure in white, which turned out to be the general who didn't know how to die. Zhao Jiuge was extremely angry and laughed back. A monk who built a foundation also joined in the fun. Zhao Jiuge never let go of a person who should be killed, but he would not kill another person who should not, no matter how much Bai Zimo is willing to kill him Deep, he will not be angry with these innocent servants.

Holding "Han Ming"'s right hand tightly, he rolled over at will. Then he flicked the sword tip, and a clear and pleasant voice spread. He saw only a touch of golden light, surrounded by a light blue and white fog, and went towards the man in white who was fighting with his sword. In the face of this kind of cultivation, Zhao Jiuge naturally left his hand and didn't release his sword spirit, otherwise If you can't resist it, it's another life.

It's more than enough to use one's own spiritual power to deal with this kind of goods. The golden aura wrapped in blue and white fog bombards the white general's body very fast, which makes him too late to respond. After all, the two levels of realm are too far apart.

"Boom."

After being hit by this aura, the white clothed family, who only had time to release the body protection aura, suddenly appeared a thin layer of blue and white ice around his body, and his body still held the posture of holding a flying sword. The spiritual power released by Zhao Jiuge naturally had the attribute of ice contained.

Fortunately, Zhao Jiu showed mercy. The blue ice came and went quickly. There was not much breathing. The ice changed from deep to light, from thick to thin, with a click. Finally, the ice broke into pieces and turned into ice dregs. The man in white still kept that posture, and his meridians in his body were frostbitten by the nature of ice, although there was no big deal What kind of life is dangerous, but if you don't cultivate yourself for half a year, you can't recover. It's just Zhao Jiuge. If you were to compete with other monks, you would not have the habit of keeping your hands. You would have died long ago.

However, Bai Zimo didn't care about other people's life and death. He didn't care about his family's injury. Instead, he took this opportunity to burst out a violent wave of spiritual power, and made a direct attempt to kill Zhao Jiuge.

Seeing Bai Zimo take the opportunity to condense the spirit of killing moves, as well as the ferocious look of the murderous flow on his face, Zhao Jiuge frowned. However, he didn't say much. He would not kill easily unless the situation became more serious.

A touch of dark green light has already gathered in front of Bai Zimo. The spherical dark green light still shines around from time to time. Then, Bai Zimo grinned and directly controlled Zhao Jiuge's body.

The time of the duel between friars is of course the most important. Sometimes life and death can be separated in a moment when there is a big difference in the experience of competition. Some people with similar accomplishments can fight for three days and three nights. The one who takes advantage of the first opportunity has a better chance to win. However, Bai Zi Mo Gang just takes advantage of the blink of an eye that his subordinates will fight for, Zhao Jiuge has already condensed his spiritual power and released it. Zhao Jiuge is in a hurry. The most important thing is that the longer the cohesion time is, the more powerful the spiritual power will be. White ink is to take advantage of this.

However, Zhao Jiuge sneered at the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power. Since you want to use this method, I will use this method to deal with you, thinking that if you want to take the lead, you can win?

Zhao Jiuge wants to use this method to tell Bai Zimo that strength is a little bit of practice, and cultivation is a step-by-step footprints. It is not something that can be won by relying on his own family background and some foreign speculations.If you want to use sword, then I will use sword. If you want to compete with spiritual power, then I will also use spiritual power. I will use whatever means you use. In any case, I will defeat you in an open and upright way, and let your self-confidence be frustrated.

Seeing that the dark green aura was about to bombard his body, Zhao Jiuge had no time to accumulate spiritual power, nor did he need to accumulate spiritual power. He moved his body slightly and sent out a cold hum in his nose. A brilliant blue and white aura emerged, and the aura was surrounded by cold air.

As soon as the spiritual power came out, the temperature around him seemed to drop a little bit. Even the white ink, who was a few meters away from him, could clearly feel a chill on his back.

With a wave of "Hanming", not only did the spirit power emerging from the body directly face the dark green spirit ball, but also the chill from the sword body was even more amazing. You should know that when refining this flying sword, because of the spirit of cold ice Phoenix, the materials used by Ou Yezi were all water ice properties, and the attributes of this flying sword were all cold.

Like a silver moon, the blue and white aura directly chopped into the dark green sphere. When the powers touched, the mutual powers began to play a powerful role. The blue and white ice psychic power tried to freeze the dark green power. However, the dark green aura had the attribute of thunder and lightning, making a slight buzz and occasionally flashing electric light!

At this time, the pure competition is the strength of each person's spiritual power. The blue white and dark green aura are particularly eye-catching and intertwined in this night.

When the dark green psychic is frozen a little bit, the blue and white ice power will be broken directly by the electric light, and the thin ice crystal will also be broken. After repeated this for several times, the dark green aura still went downwind and was completely swallowed up and dissipated. Water can conduct electricity, especially ice. So the victory or defeat is divided in the blink of an eye after a standoff.

The spirit power in his body was scattered and disappeared, and the white ink naturally suffered a little bit of a slight reaction. However, these small problems were not a big problem for the white ink of the spirit elixir realm, but his face was gloomy and wanted to drip out of the water. Some of his eyes had been killed, and he fell into the downwind again and again, which made his temper angry. Today, from the auction to Now that he has played three times, he has never won.

After waving the "tender willow" and dispersing the residual blue and white spiritual power, Bai Zimo stared at Zhao Jiuge with hatred in his eyes, and his chest slightly rose and fell. Especially when he felt the eyes of the monks around him, his inner intention to kill Zhao Jiuge had risen to the extreme.

"Li Changhao, what are you doing? Why can't you beat a woman? Don't solve her quickly. Come and help me, Mr. Bai. And if you don't, I'll be angry if I don't get killed."

Bai Zimo was angry at the moment, and he did not pay attention to the image, regardless of how people around him looked at him. He just wanted Zhao Jiuge to die.

Sure enough, many monks around saw Bai Zimo's gnashing teeth and murderous appearance, and could not help but hiss. Obviously, no matter what the final outcome of today's farce, Bai Zimo's image can not escape the possibility of being despised.

Although Li Changhao and Baiyang are both the guards of baizimo, their status and treatment are very different. Baiyang is an old man of the Bai family. At least Bai Zimo still has some respect for Baiyang. However, even if Li Changhao has the cultivation of yuanyingjing, he only relies on the worship of the Bai family, and often serves the Bai family. The Bai family provides him with training resources, which is just like a servant The same.

Hearing Bai Zimo's murderous roar, Li Changhao's cold face still has no change, but there is a look of unhappiness in his eyes. However, the fighting action between his hands and Pei Su Su did not stop. On the contrary, he accelerated his speed. However, he allowed him to make milk and use all kinds of moves, which made them hard to part with After all, although Pei Su Su was young, he was not inferior to Pei Su in his strength, cultivation and secret magic weapon, and even had a faint pressure on him.

After hearing Bai Zimo's roar, the poplar, who has been standing still for a long time, finally has a change in his body. His walking stick in his hand wants to go up. It is obvious that he wants to intervene in the confrontation between Bai Zimo and Zhao Jiuge.

However, where does Sanwu make Baiyang so easy? Sanwu seems to have no movement all the time. It just gently turns the Buddha beads in his hand. However, he has been on guard against every move of Baiyang. Seeing that the spiritual power in Baiyang's body is not small at the moment, Sanwu also has an action immediately.

"Hey hey, your opponent is me. Isn't it good to stand and watch a good play? Why do you have to do it?"

Sanwu smiles, still as gentle as that, but looking at the palm black crutches raised by poplar, Sanwu's movements are not as gentle as others.

The broad yellow monk's robe still swayed slightly in the wind, and there was no momentum in Sanwu's body. He just threw the Buddha beads in his hands directly to the poplar. At first, the beads in the sky had no spiritual power fluctuation and prestige, which made the poplar have a vague illusion that Sanwu is not like A monk in the realm of Yuanying.But the next moment of the scene, immediately let poplar's heart deep.

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