Chapter 979

Xue Jianing's coat, which was attacked by the purple and Black Whirlwind just now, has split many gaps.

Indistinctly visible, the skin under the clothes is more incised, with fine scars.

Enough to see the whirlwind damage.

At this time, Xue Jianing, tired and panting, but her eyes are full of excitement.

Hearing Leng Luocha's question, she lifted her white neck and said with pride, "this is my master's original [night martial arts Scripture · night meteor palm]!"

Xue Jianing turns her head and looks at Yehong on the sofa with a face of adoration.

Master, you see, I did it!

I hurt Leng Luocha with the night martial arts Scripture you taught me!

Yehong didn't know when he snatched Susheng's coffee and was enjoying it leisurely.

Seeing the scene on the field, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth and quietly raised his thumb to Xue Jianing.

As he learned more and more complex ancient martial arts, the supplement to the night martial arts Scripture became more and more solid.

For example, the dark night meteor palm created by Xue Jianing is a new palm technique created by Yehong combining the advantages of Xue Style Taijiquan and Bagua palm.

It's fast and violent, like a meteor cutting through the night sky. It's hard for ordinary people to react to it.

Su Sheng did not know when he also sat next to Yehong and was looking at the coffee robbed by Yehong.

He saw Night Hong and Xue Jianing "eyebrows and eyes" of the appearance, can not help in the side of the secluded way: "you master and apprentice... Have greasy."

"Puff --"

this time, it was Yehong who couldn't help but spit out coffee.

What a coincidence, it just sprayed on Su Sheng.

"You! ... "

Su Sheng was so angry that he almost threw his melon seeds on Yehong.

The two people outside the venue are performing a small theater, and the two main characters in the arena are now facing each other again.

"If you don't pay attention, you'll get a little bit of a bargain.

Next, I will let you taste the horror of ancient Qi Wu

Angry to the extreme cold Luocha, finally decided to do his best.

She took off the iron fan hanging from her waist and suddenly opened it completely.

The fully opened Iron Fan almost occupies half the body size of the cold brake.

On the fan, there are some strange ancient texts and lines carved on it, which makes it very mysterious.

The iron door is the treasure of the family.

With the rise and fall of the ancient sect of iron gate, this fan finally reached the hands of Leng Luocha, the leader of this generation.

"Iron fan is really a secret, shadowless wind devil!"

Cold Luocha hands fan, hard to move forward!

Quiet.

Inside the hall, there was a strange silence.

Cold Luocha this full of momentum of a wave, but did not appear anything, even just that kind of Purple Black Whirlwind also did not.

Can Night Hong's eyes, but suddenly a coagulation!

Xue Jianing slightly frowns, attention is still focused on cold Luocha body, it seems that she still has after move.

However, at this time, Xue Jianing is suddenly issued a scream!

As if encounter an invisible attack, Xue Jianing's whole body was severely blown into the air!

Dao Dao invisible wind blade shuttles through her body and brings out several wounds for her.

But when she fell to the ground, the invisible attack came in a different direction.

Xue Jianing is constantly being cut by this invisible blade, and there are more and more wounds on her body.

But no matter how attentive she is, she can't see the track of the strange blade!

"Ha ha ha ha ha, little girl film, see my cold Luo Cha's fierce?"

The wind came, but it was invisible.

Wind devil shadowless fan, originally no shadow means this.

Looking at the incessant scream of Xue Jianing, Ye Hong holds the coffee cup's hand for an instant tight.