v2 Chapter 44： Like a meniscus

There are naturally many monks in the mortal realm. This time in Qizhou, there are also forces recruiting troops in Qizhou. There are also recruits to buy horses. The people who were originally recruited this time should not be used so early, but the situation in Laizhou is very , They have to support war.

Rushing from Qizhou to Laizhou, Song Jiao brought the last batch of elite in Tsing Yi Jianmen. Qingshui Villa has a royal family, and it is also a stronghold of the Ping Lu army. There is no need to say how it works. After Song Jiao entered the boundary of Laizhou, he first rushed here, and this was the only scene.

It's just that the people who came to Qingshui Villa are not the only ones in Tsing Yi.

"Your word, do not believe it in the next word."

Song Jiao's words did not last long, and in the dark night, a Qingpao Taoist came.

The Qingpao Taoist walks slowly, always with a smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze, and each step is calm and calm, as if walking in the leisure court, his body exuding white light, there is a feeling that makes the wilderness flourish. At first glance, people will develop good feelings and affection. Like a spring breeze, no one will hate it.

It was just his words, but it was too arrogant.

But speaking lightly from his mouth, it seemed extremely convincing, and people could not have doubts.

He walked past the grey-clad ice sculptures and slowly stepped in front of the Tsing Yi Swordsman. His speed wasn't really fast, it wasn't the kind of unpleasant, but really slow.

But he had a strong footstep and walked straight to the Tsing Yi Swordsman, without any intention of avoiding the two.

The two Tsing Yi swordsmen looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. In the face of Tsingpao Taoists who walked straight without stopping, they chose to give way. This action was so sudden, but it was taken for granted that From the two perspectives, the two sides are not at all levels and there is no need to fight.

Song Jiao still stood at the treetop.

Standing tall is not a pretentious gesture, but because the height is the most suitable place to give play to her strengths and strengths, just like a young soldier. From the appearance of the Qingpao Taoist, she kept looking at the other party and did not speak until the other party approached, and she slowly said, "Do you think my words are not credible?"

The Qingpao Taoist smiled gently: "The word of Your Excellency will not be believed in the next word."

He repeated the previous words.

It was arrogant, rude, mad, and confident.

"it is good."

Song Jiao said only one word this time.

When the word was finished, she had disappeared from the treetops, and in front of the Qingpao Taoist, she blasted towards the Qingpao Taoist with one palm.

The Taoist in Qingpao held out a palm, his eyebrows were calm and indifferent, and his smile was still hanging on his mouth, as if for him, taking this palm was very easy.

His self-confidence shows that he can not only easily take this palm, but also injure the other side seriously.

The two Tsing Yi swordsmen watched this scene remotely, holding their breath involuntarily.

Song Jiao's strength is very clear, one of the four masters of Tsing Yi Yamen, and it is the highest one, but to what extent they do not know, because they have never seen Song Jiao's shot.

However, the Qingpao Taoist in front of me feels like a **** and a demon from heaven and earth, and I just ignore it.

That kind of demeanor is not Ba Bafang, but it is better than Ba ​​Bafang.

However, what happened next left two Tsing Yi swordsmen stunned.

The two palms fought against each other, and the expected stalemate did not appear.

Song Jiao's palm directly pushed the palm of the Taoist Taoist back to the chest of the other party!

The sound of Weng in the rain opened a layer of bright white light to the extreme.

The Qingpao Taoist vomited blood and flew out, like a disconnected kite, knocked down numerous gray clothing ice sculptures, and slipped out a few feet after landing!

The two Tsing Yi looked at each other with a blank expression.

Is this over?

The Qingpao Taoist struggled with his upper body arched, his eyes protruding over his chest, and he said arduously, "You ..... nine floors ?!"

Without saying a word, it fell down.

He originally thought that Yi Shuihan was just a group attack technique. Song Jiao should not be good at playing alone. With his practice of Qi Qi Qi, he had to practice Qi Qi of his opponent. He might not have a winning chance, even if there is no winning chance. Definitely lose.

Who ever thought that Song Jiao, who hadn't appeared in rivers and lakes for several years, had already reached the ninth floor of Qi training when he reappeared?

Song Jiao chuckled and laughed: "But it's just a seven-layer exercise, who makes himself the same as a fairy. Who is it?"

The two Tsing Yi swordsmen were totally speechless.

Until this time, the monk in Tsing Yi, who was here with Song Jiao, rushed over from the official road.

Song Jiao reached out and pointed in the direction of Qingshui Mountain Villa: "No chicken or dog stay!"

Dozens of Tsing Yi swordsmen rushed out beside her.

In Qingshui Villa, Mu Qingliu is sitting with Wang Shaoshan and Chen Beiwang while drinking tea.

The monks at the Yimen Gate in Tsing Yi were watching the villa, they knew; the monks in the gray clothes went out to hunt and kill each other, they also knew; and Yi Shuihan's flute, they also heard.

But they don't care.

Because someone has already shot it.

Wang Shaoshan hesitated for a moment: "Yi Shuihan Song Jiao has been famous for a long time, is Zhou Tao really confident?"

Mu Qingliu flicked the dust, changed his arms, and calmly said: "Although Brother Zhou has only seven layers of Qi training, he has a good temperament and is daunting. The secret method he cultivates can make people unable to fight. Coupled with outstanding combat skills, it should not be a problem. "

As soon as he said this, someone came hurriedly outside the door and hurriedly reported: "Zhou Tao is killed!"

Mu Qingliu froze: "This ..."

Wang Shaoshan and Chen Beiwang were silent about each other, and Chen Beiwang bowed down and said, "Well thoughtful, the seventh layer of Qi training can't beat each other, isn't it ..."

He meant to say, wouldn't it be bad?

Suddenly Mu Qingliu flicked the dust, and changed his side to hold, his expression calmly: "Yes, there is Brother Yu."

Wang Shaoshan and Chen Beiwang are both happy: "Yu Daochang?"

"Yes, Brother Yu is lonely and doesn't like talking to people, so the two generals didn't see him, but he was just outside the villa. Not concealing the two generals, Brother Yu has trained to the eighth floor of Qi training and specializes in Kendo. He is best at playing alone. In my Penglai Xianmen, his swordsmanship has no rivals. "Mu Qingliu is full of self-confidence.

Wang Shaoshan and Chen Beiwang nodded comfortably: "Penglai is indeed immortal gate, and it really has a deep foundation, and I'll open my eyes today."

Mu Qingliu: "Good to say, easy to say."

After he had spoken, he closed his eyes and raised his mind, with a relaxed attitude and a winning hand.

From time to time, someone hurried to the door and reported: "The director Yu also lost!"

Mu Qingliu was holding up the tea bowl, his motion was in the air, and he lowered the tea bowl silently.

Wang Shaoshan and Chen Beiwang looked at each other at the same time, and looked at Mu Qingliu with expectations: "I did not expect that Yu Dao was defeated as well ... the seventh layer of Qi training and the eighth layer of Qi training. No ... "

The two wanted to say, should n’t it be time for Nine Levels of Qi to be shot?

Mu Qingliu flicked the dust, changed his arms again, and said solemnly, "Yes, I will rely on two of myself."

Wang Shaoshan and Chen Beiwang: "..."

After finishing talking about Penglai Dao, the gates had deep foundations, and thought that the other party had sent the ninth layer of qi training, but unexpectedly he was told to rely on himself, and Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang suddenly turned green.

Chen Beiwang started shooting.

Since he dared to come to Qingshui Villa, of course he would not be unprepared.

The Chen family did not practice high-level monks, but Chen Beiwang was commanded by Ping Lujun and Ma Jun!

"Order: Ma Jun attacks, guards the villa!"

He brought two commanding horse elites!

...

The directions on all sides are cut off by yin and yang graphics, and there are leaf chains in all directions. Li Ye will be attacked no matter how he evades, and as long as he is slightly taller, he will be surrounded by numerous leaf chains!

Fei Ye Suo Xian Zhen!

Li Xun launched the cloud boots, dodging to a safe position, Lu Gujian stood in front of his eyebrows, his eyes were like electricity, and he whispered, "Qinglian Mountain!"

The purple clouds rose in mid-air, and they were so thick that they covered the sky, and even the rain fell.

Ziyun tumbling.

Lightning and thunder can no longer tell whether it is an aura vision or the normal phenomenon of a thunderstorm night.

After a purple cloud mountain with green lotuses appeared, it slammed down into the wasteland and fell into the flying leaf lock fairy array!

The yin and yang patterns on all sides trembled and shook violently.

Countless flying leaf chains also vanished under the Qinglian Mountain. When the entire Qinglian Mountain exploded, the flying leaves were dancing wildly, even denser than rain.

Li Xuan flew out and spit three blood in the air. The gap between the two realms is not for nothing. Fei Ye Suo Xian Zhen is even more extraordinary. However, the most difficult thing for Li Zhi to overcome is the strength of Shao Siming himself. She is undoubtedly better than ordinary monks.

Although Qinglian Mountain blasted Fei Ye Suo Xian Zhen, the anti-seismic aura wave made Li Qi Qi Hai toss for a while, and the Aura was rumbled everywhere, as if to break through the meridian restraint and burst out. At this critical moment, the dragon air in the body suddenly groaned and groaned, emitting strands of golden air currents, swimming around the body's strange meridians and eight veins, smoothing and suppressing the aura that was scrambling everywhere, allowing Li Zhi to avoid meridian fractures. Hole bleeding.

After tumbling back to the ground, Li Li immediately sank his waist, the dirt around his feet scattered and splashed, the mud around his feet sunk a large piece, and the parts below the knees were all below the ground level. The golden air flow emanating from the dragon air seemed to have an irresistible majestic will. Those scurrying auras soon expressed their surrender, which allowed Li Zhi to stabilize his body.

He wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and bowed to look at the younger commander.

The gauze was wet, and it was stained with blood. Obviously, Feiye Suoxian array was broken, and it was not easy for the young to die. It is just that she still feels so much better than Li Ye who spit three blood spit. This can be seen from the fact that she still stands firmly on the leaves.

The night breeze fluttered, and the veil was light, and at this moment the life of the young secretary was still calm.

Maybe it wasn't calm. The gauze covered her face and covered most of her expression changes, but those clear eyes were no longer as shocked as before, but had a sharp meaning. This shows that her war intentions are boiling.

Li Xun did not stay in place, and after falling, he scooped out again. He ran quickly on the barren grass. His speed was very fast and his body was like a strong wind. Behind him, the grass fell to the sides, exposing a straight line. The passageway, the grass that had been standing in front of his feet, all shattered.

Shao Siming ordered his hands to be smooth, his slender ten fingers quickly printed on his chest, and leaf chains rose to the ground and shot at Li Yifei.

The wounded Li Kun, rising from strength to strength, became thicker and sharper, like a tiger being touched with a tail, with a roar of anger. Facing the leaf chain facing him, he did not shy away, and ran his head forward, and Lu Gujian was green and smashed.

Sword shadow cut through the night and went out everywhere.

The scattered green leaves glanced over the robes, bringing out blood stains on Li Zhi. If he didn't realize it, his eyes were still as firm as iron. Xu Xujian, he ran to the forest, jumped up one step, and made an angle of 60 degrees with the ground. Lu Gujian's streamer left a straight line in the night sky, and immediately reached the sight of Shao Siming!

There was a little surprise in Shao Ming's eyes, but the surprise was quickly replaced by her. Two swirling leaf rings quickly condensed around her hands. When Lu Gujian was facing her, she leaped back and forth from the leaves. .

Two leaf chains flew out of the leaf ring near her, entwining Lu Gujian.

At that instant, the young man's life, his long hair straight down, his body was like a meniscus, and his manners were beautiful.

Li Yan seems to have become a monthly person.

Lu Gujian, who was entangled in the leaf chain, became the support of Shao Siming's life and Li Yan's wrestling. There was a momentary stagnation. After Shao Si's life turned back, his toes took advantage of it and stepped on Lu Jijian. Out, turning in mid-air, facing Li Zhi's handprints, his eyes were still pure and quiet, and the green leaves wrapped around Lu Gujian burst like a rainstorm pear flower needle.

Li Yan had taken precautions, retracted his sword, and waved his left hand, blasting the green leaves in front of him.

After the green leaves were exhausted, his life was far away from a hundred steps. She stepped on the leaf again, staring at Li Yan from the air, her **** were slightly undulating. Obviously, the fierce fighting was not a waste of her aura.

It was hard to get close, but unexpectedly, he was still fleeing by the young boss. Li Ye was not in a good mood. His skill was unpredictable, and flying leaves were everywhere, causing a lot of problems for Li Ye. He even did not expect that the seemingly delicate young life was so bold and careful in the melee combat that he dared to crack his sword.

The momentary response of Shao Siming's life was unable to describe her combat skills. Her young girl who looked like she couldn't stand the wind and would fall down at the touch had hidden such a huge explosive power.

Shao Mingming stared at Li Huan, not turning his eyes, taking it seriously, as if he had met for the first time. Li Xun's repair is obviously two levels lower than her, and she can fight with her quite well. This was unexpected to her. Only then would she be in danger. If she was not calm, she would be afraid. To be hurt by Li Yan.

What kind of person is this guy who suddenly appeared? What makes him so strong?