Predecessors all over the world

Mozhou, Jicheng.

Jieming and Qianjiao sat face to face, with a plain paper placed on the table in the middle. There was no doubt that this was the letter of war sent by Yin Miaomiao.

"It's so dangerous, the skill of the front and back feet." Even indoors, Qian Jiao was wrapped in an airtight robe and didn't show any figure.

Jieming was wearing a strong suit, outlining the bee-waisted and ape's arms, and his facial features were handsome. If it weren't for the white and blue skin, and the red lips were bloodthirsty, it looked a bit weird, and with his appearance, he would have a place in the fourteen continents.

His voice was low and he said slowly: "Although the arrangement is complete, it will take some time to take effect, and it should not be taken lightly."

"Indeed, if we don't respond, it will definitely arouse their suspicion." Qian Jiao's face was hidden under the robe, and her voice came out through the gauze net, feeling a little distorted.

Jie Ming lowered his eyelids and said lightly: "It seems that this Zhan Shu has to respond. However, two of them came to them and dared to provoke them like this, I'm afraid things are not as simple as they seem."

"You have to be reasonable. He mentioned before that Su Wei of Chongxiao Sect is cautious and has many tricks, so he should not be careless." Qian Jiao said slowly, "I'll go with you."

Who knew that after thinking about it, he smiled: "No, before we can test our details, they should not make any big moves. Most of them just want to take this opportunity to increase morale - the smarter the person, the more he thinks.

many."

At the end, the tone was quite meaningful.

Qian Jiao frowned slightly and asked suddenly: "Is it like you?"

"So what?" Jieming smiled playfully.

She said hoarsely: "If yes, I really want to kill her with my own hands."

"Because I can't kill me?" He laughed and stood up with a smile. "Qianjiao, no matter how much you hate me, she is not the one I killed. It's you, you killed her."

"Do you think I hate you?" Qian Jiao's voice turned out to be old and hoarse as an old woman, but suddenly changed, and suddenly became as charming as a girl, giggling, "It's me, the kidnapping, it's me."

Jieming looked at her with a condescending look: "So what if it is you? If I die, can you defend Mozhou? If you can't defend Mozhou, there is still a place for you?"

Qian Jiao's soft and charming voice said: "I don't care about these things when you and Qian Jiao care about them."

"It's a pity that it's your sister who survived, not you." Jieming didn't care at all, "I'll go and fight, you'll stay here to protect the array eyes."

"Okay." The answer changed back to an old voice.

On the day of the battle, the Abyss Canyon.

Gongsun Nishang stood on the cliff, holding the "dew red" and "smoke purple" swords, looking into the distance. In the canyon, white clouds and black demon clouds were entangled, blending into a misty gray cloud belt, hindering her.

Line of sight.

But monks do not rely on their naked eyes to see things.

Although her spiritual sense was mediocre, she had already developed an extremely keen spiritual sense. The moment the blade broke through the air, her body responded. The "Luhong" in her right hand raised the upper part, and the "Yanzi" in her left hand blocked the lower part.

Dong! The crisp sound of weapons confrontation.

A blood-red scimitar appeared in the gray mist, like a bloody moon.

"Senluo Mountain Calamity." Gongsun Nishang laughed, "It's you who came, it's great!"

The devil cultivator who first captured Mozhou was unknown, so Dao cultivator speculated for a while, but he didn't expect that the person later took over.

Senluo Mountain Tribulation, ranked sixth among the top ten demon kings, is one of the famous martial arts practitioners. The scimitar used is called "Blood Moon". It is said that every time a life is harvested, his sword will turn red.

One point, see you today, Hongyan competes with blood, I am afraid that it has killed tens of thousands of people.

"This is what I want to say." The agile figure of the robbery appeared in the fog, flashing east and west, like a wooden mountain ghost, elusive, "I heard that you are Yan Baiyu's junior sister, I want to see it, so-called

The number one master of Nascent Soul, the sword cultivator taught by him is somewhat capable."

Gongsun Nishang was not afraid at all and smiled and said, "Then open your dog's eyes and see clearly."

Both of them were martial artists. They were happy to see the enemy and the provocation and scolding process had not been completed, so they couldn't wait to start the fight.

Gongsun Nishang's sword technique is the usual style of Beidoutang, straightforward and grand. As a woman, she has never been pursuing toughness and straightness. She is as fast as a storm, and is as clever as a spring rain and wind, and sometimes she is as fast as a spring rain and wind.

Once slow, cooperate with each other, it is extremely clever.

But if Jieming dares to come to the meeting alone, how can he be an easy person to deal with?

The cultivation speed of demon cultivators is much faster than that of Taoist cultivators. They can rely on raising monsters and devour similar advanced cultivation. Therefore, they are only a few who are willing to practice and polish them down-to-earth.

Whether practicing Taoism or demons, martial arts practitioners cannot take shortcuts. They must practice steadily in order to become a weapon that is invincible.

Although he is a demon cultivator, he will not suffer less than Tao cultivator, and his skills are extremely solid. Gongsun Nishang is fast, he is fast, and she will not be able to find the changing rules of body movements by her.

In a quarter of an hour, the two of them passed hundreds of moves, but they failed to hurt each other in the slightest.

"A woman can use the sword to this extent, Yan Baiyu has some ability." said Jie Ming.

Gongsun Nishang sneered: "Remove the first word and leave your entire body."

"A woman is a woman, she can only show off her verbal advantage." In addition to her strength, her mood is also an important factor. After hearing what she said, Jie Ming immediately caught her and tried to cool her down.

Gongsun Nishang will do the same if he provokes the generals.

She went back sarcastically: "It sounds like you have suffered a big loss from a woman. Why? Have you ever sold your body before? Judging from your appearance, you probably can't sell it at a high price, so don't you pay it too much, right?"

Both of them talk about each other's gender, but Gongsun Nishang was said to be "a woman can't practice swords well" for a day or two, and her ears were called into calluses. If it was useful, how could she cultivate to this point today?

Although I am fighting for a sigh of relief, I will not really get angry, but will only slap my strength in the face.

But the fate is different.

A man who is ridiculed as poor or has a low cultivation level is nothing, but if he is said to be selling his position, it will greatly damage his dignity.

Especially the character of the robbery is self-righteous and even more unbearable.

A sense of anger popped up in his heart.

When he was angry, his moves were naturally fierce. Gongsun Nishang was extremely keen and instantly realized that he had stepped on the tail. He was overjoyed: "Oh, am I right? I'm so embarrassed, I actually exposed your scars. Haha."

"Hmph, boring." Jieming sneered coldly, and the scimitar sank like a falling moon.

Killing move!

Gongsun Nishang instantly judged that it was amazing, and did not dare to distract himself from speaking, and responded with all his attention.

The sword energy was gushing everywhere, splitting vertically and horizontally, mixing the originally dispersed spiritual energy and demonic energy, and even spreading.

The sun has risen to the top of the head, and the strong light shone on the impurities of the clouds and mist, making strange light waves faint, bright and dark, overlapping and transferring.

The disaster was not noticed at the beginning, until Gongsun Nishang slashed with a sword. He wanted to avoid it, but suddenly saw a figure appearing in the retreat.

Without thinking, he slashed it directly.

With just one move, Gongsun Nishang's "Yan Zi" cut off his arm.

The sword of the Yuanying was extremely powerful, and blood gushed out instantly, and the entire left arm of the robbery broke. His expression remained unchanged, and he waved the scimitar with his right hand, and the blade just picked up the falling arm, and as he waved it

The force was thrown towards the place where the figure had just appeared.

Bang. His broken arm exploded and the clouds and mist instantly spread.

Before Gongsun Nishang could be happy to hurt his opponent, a pain in his chest and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. It turned out that the force generated by the explosion of the broken arm of the Tribulation was equivalent to the self-destruction of the Golden Pill. She did not react for the moment, failed to escape in time, and was shocked

Injuring the internal organs.

The Demon Cultivator was fucking sick. She wiped the blood from her lips and cursed inwardly.

Jieming was also annoyed. He also said that he could lose an arm and blow up the sudden sneak attacker. Unexpectedly, Yunlang dispersed with flesh and blood, but there was no trace of the other party.

"With more than less, is your ability to practice Taoism?" He covered the wound of his broken arm and mocked him.

Gongsun Nishang actually saw the figure flashing by, and suspected that Yin Miaomiao had come.

But how can you admit this?

She didn't blush and her heart was beating. She said sarcastically: "If you are not as good as others, find reasons to shirk. Is this the ability of your demon cultivator?"

The spiritual consciousness of the Tribulation swept over, but no trace of the man was found, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

He knew that he was at a disadvantage today, so he had to stop in time and began to speak harshly: "Yes and no, you know in your heart! Dao Xiu? Humph, just a hypocritical hypocrite - you wait!"

After saying the lines, the teleport disappeared.

Gongsun Nishang waited for a while, adjusted his breathing on the spot for a while, and then couldn't wait to return to Lucheng.

The first thing I did when I returned to the city was to find Yin Miaomiao.

She was not in the city lord's mansion, but looked out from the corner tower at the top of the city, with a white shirt and red skirt, which was very eye-catching. Gongsun Nishang was amused when he saw this outfit: "It's really you, aren't you going?"

"I didn't go." Yin Miaomiao looked back and smiled, looking at her, "That's my phantom."

Gongsun Nishang was surprised: "You are in the city and use your magic to the canyon?"

Yin Miaomiao smiled and said, "I used a little trick. I originally wanted to see the situation. Who would have thought he was scared by me? It was purely an accident."

Gongsun Nishang said half-truely: "I was also shocked by you. Since there are other arrangements, I should have told me a long time ago."

"I didn't know if it could be successful before, but I told you but failed. Isn't it a waste of distraction?" Yin Miaomiao remained silent, "In your opinion, how powerful is Jiming?"

She refused to say that Gongsun Nishang could not force her with a sword, and then changed the topic: "I'm not weak. I heard that he is ranked sixth. I really don't know how powerful the ones in the front are. I heard that Mu Tianguang and

The fourth-ranked lustful woman, the ninth-ranked Eclipse Sun, has taken action. What do you think?”

When Yin Miaomiao heard the familiar name, he couldn't help but sigh.

The rectum has the benefits of rectum. She had long been bored with the fact that when people mentioned Mu Tianguang in front of her, they seemed to say something wrong, trying hard to cover up the embarrassment. As usual, she said: "The ranking should be consistent with the strength."

"You mean, he is better than me?" Gongsun Nishang raised his eyebrows.

Yin Miaomiao smiled: "Creation Bell Shenxiu."

Yishui's heart technique, snow sword, ice jade soul, cut off love threads. His heart technique, weapons, treasures and state of mind are all perfect matches. How many people can you match in the world?

It’s not that Gongsun Nishang is not strong enough, it’s that God prefers him too much.

He and the lustful girl, Eclipse, had a draw, and Gongsun Nishang and Jieming were not sure whether they had a victory or defeat. If the two fought, Mu Tianguang would probably be better without a gap in cultivation.

"You said that, if you have the chance, you have to fight and see." Jian Xiu did not admit defeat. Gongsun Nishang's heart, the first sword cultivation is the senior brother Yan Baiyu, what else... I only realized after fighting.

Yin Miaomiao didn't answer this. She also had a sword cultivator and a sword cultivator senior brother, and she also had a bias in her heart.

I don’t know where the master and apprentice went and whether it went smoothly.

The author has something to say: it is getting harder to write, it is painful