Dominating Sword Immortal

"Jing arrogant, can dare to fight!"

In the victory over Murong, the Raksha woman was not satisfied. She turned and glamorously stared at the Princess of Lei.

"What? He wants to challenge Princess Jing!" [bsp; "The ambition is really big, is it going to sensationalize the southern domain?"

"Maybe it is the spirit of disobedience between women! This martial arts tea party, Princess Jing, Murong and her most dazzling, now she has defeated Murong, only Princess Jing."

"I don't know if Princess Jing should not fight?"

Princess Lei’s arrogant hand held a teacup, and took a sip of grace, and immediately put down the teacup, faintly said: “Why don’t you dare!”

Jing Ao's voice is calm and the movement is very elegant, but everyone can feel her domineering in the bones, and as she says nothing, the air in the sky is like a surging, the situation changes. .

Inducted into the powerful air machine of Jing Ao, the jewel-like eyes of Rakshasa slightly smashed into a seam, giving a dangerous and dignified change.

Standing up, Jing Ao took a step by step.

"let's start!"

"it is good!"

The two were separated by a hundred meters, quietly gazing at each other, gazing together, and the momentum was against each other.

Under the momentum of the collision, the void between the two people emits a strange noise, as if there is a current in the breeding, brewing, and will erupt at any time.

The Raksha woman’s pupil shrinks and the strength of Jing Ao’s arrogance is still above her imagination. The momentum that excites herself not only does not occupy any upper hand, but instead falls into a thunderstorm, which is constantly being eaten away. weaken.

However, the women of Raksha are not panicked. Since she dared to challenge the famous Princess Lei, she naturally has a weak foundation. Before she came, she had already practiced Luozhangong to the fourteenth and cultivated two. In the low-level esoteric martial arts, they realized that they had a 40% chance of fire. Apart from not condensing the real martial arts, she had almost no weaknesses.

What's more, there is a purple gas bead in her hand. This bead is a treasure of the top quality. Not only can it store a large number of real elements, but it can also temporarily extract the real yuan, making it more 浑 hou, oh, increase A lot of combat power.

boom!

The Raksha woman stepped out, and the raging purple light seemed like a purple sun. The short spear of her right hand suddenly pierced, as fast as lightning.

Hey!

This thorn of the Raksha woman is unusual. It is a lot of swirls of airflow. The airflow vortex is one after another, and it is getting more and more prosperous.

Ding!

Jing Aozhen and Murong are the same as the city, wearing gloves on their hands, Murong Allure is a golden silk glove with colorful light. Jing Ao is a blue silk glove with crystal blue light. The gloves are smooth and light, slightly transparent. Jing Ao's right hand poked out, and the airflow vortex smashed. Finally, **** caught the Razor's spear tip and made a crisp metal popping sound.

"Hurricane!"

The Raksha woman saw Jing Ao's attack with her two fingers, her face was purple, and another short spear followed.

This spear is like a blast, and it is a shock of the Raksha woman.

Jing Ao's face was calm, and the finger of the spear pointed at it. A blue arc exploded, and the high heat generated even showed signs of melting. The red razor was stimulated by the arc and the body was slightly numb. The attack could not be slowed down, and at this time, Jing Ao’s fingers were retracted, clenched into fists, and a fist hit the pointed spear.

Hey!

A large expan of Mars rushed into the sky, as if the fireworks exploded in front of the two.

"Okay, it’s just awesome!"

Jing Ao's understatement made the Raksha woman more intense. She leaped in the air and opened her arms. The two spears spun on her palm for a few laps, as if holding two purple wheels, and then fell sharply. , pull out two pieces of arcing tearing the sky.

The Raksha female thought that Jing Aozhen would temporarily avoid the edge and step back a few steps. In this case, her follow-up moves will continue to spread, gradually gaining the upper hand until the victory, and it is expected that Jing Jing will not retreat. Into, actively enter the scope of the arc's attack.

Oh, ok...

The sky blue sleeves are shaking, and Jing Ao’s successive punches, each punching, give people a kind of resolute and aggressive, and the punching pressure is closely attached to the front of the fist, shaped like a film, with thunder flashing on it. The sound of the Rakshasa women's attacking arcs shattered under the fists.

"If you don't let it go, it's really the style of your princess. If you don't let it, then I will retreat and see who can laugh at the end."

Hey!

A hit with no power, Raksha women then retreat, come and go free.

"Ugh!"

The celestial son shook his head and did not speak.

The brows of the scorpion were slightly wrinkled and did not say anything.

"Retired?"

Jing Ao’s two arcs flashed away. With her as the center, the air within three meters instantly turned into a vacuum, causing the air in all directions to squeeze toward her, and the Raksha woman’s retreat seemed to be against the water, and the speed dropped. .

"Dozers!"

boom!

The radioactive fist burst out, and the Raksha woman’s mouth bleeds blood.

"It turns out that if there is no retreat, there is still a chance. Once there is a retreat, there will be no chance. The woman’s heart is clear, knowing that she has made a big mistake, a choice that is a big mistake in front of Jing Aozhen, biting. Biting the lips, her face is purple and transpiration, the purple gas beads worn on her neck poured into the body of the majestic real yuan, this real yuan joined, her momentum increased sharply, the purple brilliance of the body has let the heavenly day Lost color.

"Purple Sky Attack!"

The tip of the spear condenses a purple ball of light, and the Raksha woman slams into Jing Ao, which is one of the two prosperous martial arts that she is proficient in.

"The Emperor is the best fighter!"

From the beginning, Jing Aozhen did not take a step back. At this time, it was the same. Stepping out, still punching, but this punch is twice as powerful as the previous punch. The radioactive punch tears the sky, and the vertical and horizontal And out.

puff!

When the Raksha woman slammed out the spear, she couldn’t go any further. Because a fist came there, she still wanted to use her left hand to make a second strike, but the radioactive punch had been passed along the spear and gave her The volcano flew up and squirted a large mouth of blood.

One step back, step by step, this is a taboo against Jing Aozhen.

Standing firm, Rorschula wiped the blood of her lips. "Royal martial arts, really domineering, never said back."

In fact, she also knows that even if she does not retreat, it is not Jing Jing’s opponent, and it will not delay any time.

Jing Ao said: "You can force me to be the King of the World, you are already very powerful."

"If you lose, you lose. You are willing to go down."

The Raksha woman is not a person who can't afford to lose, not to mention losing to Jing Ao, it is expected, won, is unexpected.

After the words, the two returned to their seats.

"Sure enough, Princess Jing has won."

"This is not nonsense, even if the Tianshu Gongzi and the Linglingzi are half-pounded on the Princess of Shangjing, the Raksha woman is worse after all."

"It seems that this year is still a three-legged situation."

Everyone talked a lot, and the tone was excited.

"Haha, since the martial arts tea party was held, there must always be a high and low level, Lu soul, you and me will come to the battle." The talk is the extension of the pain, did not defeat Mo Xiang, my heart has been itching, Lu Sheng and Mo Xiang are two Some types of young masters are a strong enemy.

"it is good!"

Lu soul also has a strong sense of war, not only him, Mo Xiang, Si Kong Sheng, Raksha female and other quasi-real dragon masters, will not stop here, it is necessary to win a victory,

The strength of the two men is quite equal. The situation at the beginning of the battle has been in a white-hot stage. The collision of the air waves has shaken the real yuan barriers created by the people and is thrilling.

"White tiger is smashing!"

Lu soul played a killing trick.

The pain of extruding is not as good as that of Lu, so the power of killing is not as good as that of Lu, but he has a strong talent and blood, and a giant virtual shadow of a lizard faucet is rushed behind him. Before the extension of the pain, he blocked a blow for him, and immediately the giant virtual shadow covered with scales of the claws extended, a paw shot and flew the soul.

Relying on talent, Tuobao defeated Lu soul.

Of course, it is not that Lu is not as good as Mo Xiang, but that Lu’s attack and offensive posture are not as good as Mo Xiangqiang, so I can’t suppress it.

The matchup between the two made others wary.

Mo Xiang couldn't help himself. When he came out, he wanted to challenge the hardship again. It wasn't that he didn't want to challenge other people. Sikong Sheng and Lu Jing had a battle, and he was injured. Lu Soul and Tuobei suffered a wound, and Rakshasa The woman and Jing Aowei were also injured. Although this injury is not a big deal, he does not want to take advantage of it. As for Murong, he does not want to face it, even if he knows that Murong’s strength is not inferior to her. But he just can't ignite the war.

Therefore, only the extension of the pain is not injured, overnight plus half a day, the injury of the two has long been nursed for a long time, and now the pain is only a loss of real yuan.

The ups and downs are going to fight, and Ye Chen stands up.

"To expand the pain, this war will give me a good, your true yuan loss is not small."

It seems that I think of what I want to do, and I laughed and walked away.

Mo Xiang’s expression was shocked, isn’t it?

The people who drank tea discussed and opened up their opinions.

"No, Ye Chen wants to challenge Mo Xiang!"

"Mo Xiang is the strength of the quasi-real dragon class. It is a better grade than the Black Swordsman. The reverse Tian Leiqi estimates that it has no effect on him!"

"This has nothing to do with martial arts issues, it is the problem of basic strength."

"Yes, on martial arts, Mo Xiang is no worse than anyone, so even if it hides more powerful killings, it is not only to challenge and challenge, or to see the pain of the pain and the soul. A lot of yuan, for him."

When Mo Xiang and Tuobei struggled, the blue airflow from the body was very strong. This is the biggest reason why he can fight against the virtual shadow of the hard-shelled lizard. So few people are optimistic about the leaf dust. The level of sword is not to win Mo Xiang.

Ps: There is still a chapter that will be very late. You can't wait to see it tomorrow! (To be continued)