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"Jingyunxiao, originally I wanted to let you live for one more second, but I didn't expect that you were so anxious to die. Well, since you are in a hurry to reincarnate, I will give you a ride. I hope you can still scold when it comes to hell. "

Fan Jian is very angry.

Originally, he wanted to have a good fight in front of Jing Yunxiao and other disciples, but he never wanted to be abused by Jing Yunxiao.

He couldn't swallow it in any case.

"Everybody listen, let's do it together, and take this cunning boy down. This time, you can't let him escape."

Fan Jian gives an order.

"Yes, elder martial brother."

The other nine took orders one after another, and then pressed Jing Yunxiao step by step.

Jing Yunxiao frowned.

In the past, he managed to escape from Yu Wangu's hands, but he didn't expect that the monk could not escape from the temple. At this moment, there was no ice Ling to protect himself. Fan Jian alone was absolutely not what Jing Yunxiao could deal with. What's more, there were nine other martial arts people with high strength.

What to do?

There is no way.

"Cang Jiu Lang Zhang."

"Wind and thunder strike together."

"Point the finger, and heaven and earth point the sword."

Jing Yunxiao had to fight hard.

Immediately, he did not reserve, all powerful moves are one after another.

Now, whenever there is a glimmer of hope, we should strive for it.

Only when there is no despair can we get the dawn of hope.

"Boom."

Several attacks were launched in all directions.

Where they passed by, the smoke and dust were rolling and rampant.

"Bang bang."

However, these disciples of the dark feather hall are not vegetarian.

In the face of Jing Yunxiao's strong killing moves, they made a quick response with the fastest speed.

Finally, except for Jing Yunxiao's Qiankun point sword, two of them were slightly injured, the rest were undamaged.

"Looking for death."

At the same time, Fan Jian saw the opportunity when Jing Yunxiao was short of aura after using all kinds of means. A set of palm prints suddenly came out and blasted down at Jing Yunxiao's tianlinggai.

"Not good."

Jingyunxiao's mind is shocked, and the nine secluded startled Hongbu appears in an instant.

Just when Fan Jian's palm print is less than a finger away from Jing Yunxiao's forehead, Jing Yunxiao's body dodges in time.

However, seeing Jing Yunxiao dodging, Fan Jian didn't feel uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, the cheap smile on his face became more intense.

"Do you really think I'm going to kill you

Fan Jian cheered coldly.

Before the words fell, his other hand reached out to the position where Jing Yunxiao stood again. The target was the ice feather sword on jingyunxiao's back.

"What?"

Jing Yunxiao was shocked.

But at this time, his body just moved, the center of gravity has not yet stabilized, which has no chance to dodge.

Fan Jian grabs it in the air and then makes a strong effort.

The ice feather sword on Jing Yunxiao's back was snatched by him.

"Ha ha ha ha, I knew for a long time that with this sword, you can fly in the sky, so let them pretend to attack in order to distract your attention, and then I will take the opportunity to attack. I didn't expect that you would really cooperate with me. "

Fan Jian laughed.

It can also be seen from here that this man loves Desser very much.

Jing Yunxiao's face is in sharp contrast to Fan Jian's smile like spring breeze.

He was so angry that his face was so gloomy.

Bingling sword is not an ordinary sword.

For Jing Yunxiao, it is ice plume.

Bingling just to save him, unconscious, life and death unknown.

Before Jing Yunxiao made up his mind to rescue him as soon as possible, but he was robbed by Fan Jian at this juncture.

At this moment, surging anger is not enough to describe the resentment in Jing Yunxiao's heart.

To kill.

It's killing.

Just like the same seed, it takes root and sprouts in the heart of jingyunxiao.

Dragons have inverse scales.

The ice plume is a scale on Jing Yunxiao.

Now Fan Jian touches this scale, so in the bottom of Jing Yunxiao's heart, he is no longer qualified to live in this world.

If there is a chance, Jing Yunxiao will let Fan Jian die without a burial place.

"What? You're angry, son of a bitch? Very angry? In a hurry? Ha ha ha ha, do you want me to return this broken sword to you? There are no doors. Unless you tell me exactly how to use this sword to fly in the sky, I can think about it and let you leave a whole body. "

The darker Jing Yunxiao looks, the happier Fan Jian looks.

The reason why he didn't kill Jing Yunxiao directly is that he covets the flying skills of imperial swords.As a warrior, who doesn't want to control the art of flying?

But if you want to master these skills, you often need strong people in Xuanwu.

However, Jing Yunxiao can control these abilities when he is in the Qi Wu state. If fan Jianru doesn't feel excited, it is absolutely impossible.

"Tell you? Do you want me to tell you about the eighteen generations of our ancestors

Jing Yunxiao said angrily.

"Toast without eating or drinking."

Fan Jian's eyes suddenly fell, and the whole person's breath became cold. At this moment, he released his extraordinary powerful spirit force atmosphere without reservation. A mountain like pressure had already pressed on Jing Yunxiao, making Jing Yunxiao a little breathless.

"What if you don't tell me? When I give this broken sword to the Lord of the temple, I will be able to explore the mysteries of it with the master's insight. As for you, you'd better die so that we disciples can go back and get the reward of 500000 taels of silver. "

Fan Jian's breath is colder and colder.

All of a sudden, Jing Yunxiao felt that the air around him was extremely cold.

Jing Yunxiao glared angrily.

Even though the strength of the disparity, even if the chance of survival is slim, but Jing Yunxiao still did not give up.

At this moment, he opened the sword palace in his mind, and the endless sword spirit spread from him.

Even if it was to die, he would die in a fair manner.

"Sword storm."

As soon as Jing Yunxiao's mind was tight, he roared at the bottom of his heart. All the sword spirit gathered around him, and his whole person seemed to be completely integrated with the sword spirit.

"You think you want to deal with me just because of this little skill? It's just wishful thinking. "

Seeing Jing Yunxiao's hand, Fan Jian was not only fearless, but also laughed contemptuously.

However, this is also normal.

Jing Yunxiao's attack may have some effect on ordinary martial artists of Qi and martial arts, but for Fan Jian, it's really a piece of cake.

Fan Jian wants to kill Jing Yunxiao directly in case of a long night's dream.

However, just as he was about to make a move, in the back of jingyunxiao, a more powerful force suddenly soared into the sky and rose in a flash, and the momentum broke through the sky.

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