Chapter 819

It proves that Zhen Yan is not an ordinary person either. She is not too bad either in temperament or in aptitude. When Zhen Yan saw Zhao Jiuge's assertiveness, she immediately fell silent. He also had his pride. Since he knew that Zhao Jiuge would never give up, why should he continue to speak good words with Zhao Jiuge, rather than let go Ready to fight.

Thinking of this, the rest of Zhen Yan's eyes quietly looked at the situation under his eyes. There was a yellow robe of Sanwu nearby, calm and peaceful, as if the competition in the field had nothing to do with him.

On the other side, Zhou Hongyong, who was consumed with mental energy, immediately sat down cross legged and swallowed the pills he had brought from the sect when he saw that the situation was stable. At the moment, his face was pale, and the whole person looked depressed. That was the result of the release of several spiritual formations.

What is more serious than his injury is that he has been protecting Zhou Hongyong firmly. Wang Yong, who is in front of him, is full of all kinds of wounds and spills a lot of blood. His breath is as if there is no oil, and the last breath will disappear at any time.

Jiulian and Zhang Ping on one side advised him to squat down, and from time to time they swallowed pills for Wang Yong, and from time to time instilled their own spiritual power, nourishing the injured meridians in Wang Yong's body. Because Wang Yong's breath was too weak at the moment, Zhang Ping advised Jiulian not to act rashly and let Wang Yong crush the jade symbol and send it out.

Maybe Zhou Hongyong wants to display his spirit array, while Zhang Ping persuades Jiulian because of the girl. Wang Yong was the first one to fight against Wang Yong. Although Wang Yong is arrogant, he has to admit that when the battle comes, the disciples of Xuantian Jianmen are more united.

Xiaguang peak.

When people heard Zhao Jiuge's cold expression and his killing intention flowing, the atmosphere suddenly became strange. Then his face changed a little. They looked at Su San one after another, and then looked at the elder of the disabled moon and others.

If you dare to say this blatantly, Zhao Jiuge is really confused by hatred. However, he never cares about the thoughts of so many people. If he wants to kill Zhen Yan, he will kill him if he wants to. After all, what he cultivates in kendo is to follow his heart.

It's just that in the past, although the two sides had grudges and fought each other to death, they would not be as straightforward as Zhao Jiuge.

As soon as Zhao Jiuge said this, everyone felt a little strange. They wanted to see the reaction of the senior leaders of both sides. Because the chief disciple is not an ordinary disciple. If you kill him, he will kill him. A chief disciple naturally represents the face of a sect, and also represents a kind of inheritance. If he is killed so easily, will it not be a disgrace of the sect's face and prove his own sect The sect is incompetent, so the general chief disciples have many means and treasures given by the sect to protect their lives.

In the past, no matter how dark and dark the killing was, and countless deaths and injuries were caused to ordinary disciples, there was no case of the chief disciple falling down. The only time was that she nearly fell down. In order to save the disciples, wandaozong and others calculated.

"Hum, Huang Kou Xiao, do you think that if you have some strength, you can be arrogant and don't care about anyone. You think everyone is so easy to kill."

Su San laughs contemptuously. His disciples know that even if he can't beat him with one dozen or two, his self-protection is still more than enough. He should not have met a younger generation according to his identity, but Zhao Jiuge's arrogant tone made him angry.

"I'll see how you kill me today. Even so, I'll drag you along."

Clay figurines all have three points of anger, not to mention Zhen Yan. In front of so many people in the world, he naturally gets more angry in his heart. Since he can't let him escape, it's no use saying all the good words. As a result, Zhen Yan's words become more and more intense.

It can be said that, up to now, Zhen Yan is totally out of his temper. He is a monk who transforms the spirit to such a degree. You should know that according to his imagination, the most brilliant person in this school martial arts contest is him. However, this idea has changed with the appearance of Zhao Jiuge. The most important thing is that he is a monk who transforms himself into a God The waste of Jiang axing and others makes him in a dilemma.

"Oh? It's easy for me to beat you by myself, but I can't do it by myself. But if I join hands with my elder martial sister, how long do you think you can resist it? "

Zhao Jiuge first eyebrows a pick, and then a deep look at Zhen Yan, some casual said.

Zhen Yan suddenly became silent when she heard the speech. Her eyes seemed to spit fire. She was reluctant to deal with a gauze book. If there was another Zhao Jiuge, he asked himself that he couldn't resist. If he had no choice, how could he go all out? No one in the world is not afraid of death, and no one can face death calmly.

Zhen Yan breathed a deep breath. No one wanted to die. But when someone forced you, the meaning would be completely different. What's more, now that you haven't fought with each other, the specific situation is still unknown. Even if he is weak in his heart, he can't lose the face of the Valley of beasts on the surface.On the Xiaguang peak, the group of people saw this posture, which didn't seem to be playing with. Looking at the killing atmosphere, many people thought that Zhen Yan would fall into the dreamland. In that case, he would become the first fallen disciple in the realm of transforming gods in history.

Even Su San's face was a little ugly at the moment. His words were naturally disdained by several senior officials of Xuantian Jianmen.

At this school competition this year, the disciples of Xuantian Jianmen struggle with each other, and their elders seem to have straightened their backs.

Don't mention that Zhen Yan killed their disciples of Xuantian sword sect. Even if they didn't, Zhao Jiuge wanted to kill him. Anyway, in the dreamland, it's not a violation of the rules. Even if they are small and cause big things, there are old ones who resist. Isn't that the significance of their existence? If you can't protect the calf, protect these Small existence, then what is the significance of their existence and the old faces.

Su San's face is cloudy and sunny, and he thinks secretly that his most distressed disciple is in danger of falling down. Looking at the gauze and Zhao Jiuge who are slowly approaching, Su San is inexplicably agitated. However, it is a dreamland. Even if his cultivation is as high as Daoyuan state, he is helpless in the face of this situation.

With an uneasy mood, Su San continued to watch the situation in the dark mirror, thinking that the chief disciples of the other three holy places had withdrawn, and now only his own disciples were left. Su San glanced at several people around him in a somewhat uncomfortable way. However, several people nearby were attracted by the three people in the dreamland, where was the impatient look of Yisu San.

In dreamland.

The "Han Ming" in Zhao Jiu's singer is faint and faint. It is obvious that he is ready to blossom the most powerful blow at any time. Moreover, his whole pace is slow, but he is very regular, and he keeps moving slowly towards Zhen Yan.

After feeling Zhao Jiuge's action, Shasha moves with tacit understanding. However, it seems that she is pressing the battle for Zhao Jiuge. Zhen Yan has already learned about the power of Shasha before. Even now, he can't understand why a young girl's sword is so sharp.

Zhen Yan's whole body is tight, the surface does not move like a mountain, in fact, the heart is running at a high speed, thinking about how he should deal with it once he starts. After all, his own strength is not so strong, he can only look at his own spiritual power and the power of the spirit beast. As for his own means, besides driving the spirit beast, there is nothing more. Finally, he can use the power of magic weapons This is the common fault of animal repair. Otherwise, Shasha would not have pressed Zhen Yan and the spirit beast with her own strength just now.

The spirit beast in front of Zhen Yan is crawling, its head is slightly low, and its limbs are tightly grasped on the ground, ready to gather strength and give Zhao Jiuge a blow at any time. The spirit beast of Zhen Yan's life keeps sending out a low roar. It seems that she also feels the gauze and the fierce sword meaning of Zhao Jiuge. However, this kind of breath has brought it no small threat.

"Boom..."

Maybe the atmosphere in the air is too oppressive. Looking at Zhao Jiuge and Shasha, Zhen Yan can't bear the pressure and decides to start first. Anyway, he has decided that in the process of fighting, once he finds an opportunity, he will crush the jade talisman. Even if he has a chance to escape, he will crush the jade talisman after escaping. Anyway, as long as he can keep this life, the key is Time, and their own day and night living spirit beast can also give up.

"Younger martial brother, you come first or I come first."

See Zhen Yan has begun to urge Lingli, ready to start, gauze can not help but shallow smile said.

Zhao Jiuge had to feel the wind blowing his face and the green silk. It seemed that he saw the appearance of Shasha shaking two pigtails. It can be said that he has been in the limelight at this school martial arts competition. People all over the world think that he is the first disciple of Xuantian sword sect. But in fact, only he knows this in his mind All of them were deliberately given to him by this little elder martial sister. Otherwise, with the strength and qualification shown by the younger martial sister, I'm afraid even he will be eclipsed by the light of the little elder martial sister.

"I'll take a break first, younger martial sister. Give Zhen Yan to me and spirit beast to you. I can't leave Zhen Yan today." Zhao Jiuge also smiles back, and then the killing intention in his eyes is stronger. In Zhao Jiuge's mind, even if Zhen Yan is killed ten times, he can't get back as cold as wind.

With a flash of cold light, Zhao Jiuge's hand "Hanming" moves. A sword Qi is directly waved out and shoots at Zhen Yan.

"Roar..."

At this time, Zhen Yan's spirit beast in front of her body, after feeling the chill, leaped forward.

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