Respect

"Old thing! What did you say!"

"I don't know the old thing!"

The other kings next to Jingyun heard Ziyang's implied meaning, one by one, the arrogant desire to take shots to teach Ziyang.

The several kings are not all Taoist monks, most of them are Yuanying. Even if they are all forged, they may not be Ziyang's opponents, but they are not afraid. There are Jingyun and Twenty-four. Daedao Daozun is here, how can they be afraid.

When he was about to start, Jingyun passed by with a look, and no one spoke again.

"Ha ha……"

Jingyun smiled slightly, and said, "Jiang Magan is offended, and he still hopes for the old senior Haihan." After that, he snapped his fingers again, and said, "Master Ma Ruo, don't apologize to the old senior yet."

Everyone did not expect that Jingyun, the head of such a king, would say this.

The heads of various martial arts are afraid of the Chixiao people, everyone can understand, but Jingyun's identity is the big disciple of the Huaxiong Alliance leader, and the Huaxiong alliance leader is a Xian Dynasty person.

With this identity, Jingyun does not need to dread Chixiao people.

How could he be so polite to Chixiao people?

do not know.

Many people cannot understand.

Especially Ma Gan, he was stunned there, but at a loss, but at a loss.

"What are you still thinking about?"

Jingyun's voice was very light, but it passed into Magan's ears to startle him. The muscles in the corners of his mouth twitched. He raised his head and wanted to say something. When Jingyun's eyes were touched, the words I didn't dare to speak when I reached my mouth, took a deep breath, walked forward, bowed my head, folded my fists, and apologized, "Ziyang, Ben Ruo ..."

Just spoke and was interrupted by Jingyun again: "Can the name of the old senior be called too?"

Ma Gan bowed his head, hesitated for a moment, and finally shouted senior Ziyang ...

Looking at this scene, others who were still incomprehensible at first seemed to have guessed Jingyun's intentions. On the surface, he was polite to Ziyang, but he was telling everyone that the so-called deficit head was just a dog in front of him.

indeed.

Who is Magan?

The head of the rudder with a deficit head and the helm of Fang Laoxiang, the disciple of the master Fang Laoxiang, did not dare to breathe in the atmosphere in front of the cloud, let him do whatever he asked, and did not dare to violate it. what?

"Ha ha ha ha ha! Magan, Magan, you don't want to be a fairy dog!"

In the air, Ziyang held the Yueyue knife and laughed loudly, and the laughter was deafening, but also mixed with countless griefs!

"You are all sinners of immortality, and I cast aside darkness and cast light!"

Ma Gan angrily defended himself, but he was too far-fetched and guilty of this reason.

At least the head of the Yuqing School knew that Ma Gan was not committed to the Xian Dynasty for the so-called immortal sinner. From the bright ring in his body, he could guess that the Xian Dynasty must promise him a lot of benefits. If not, he will never give up the chief of the helm of Lei Yun, and he will rely on the reputation of his ancestors to forget the ancestors.

"Old senior, since Master Ma Ruo has offended you previously, I can give him to you and let you handle it, but ... in exchange." Jingyun smiled and glanced at Xiao Jin'er in Fengyun's helm garden. , Said: "You must also give me the heart bracelet on the little girl's hand."

The words fell, and Ma Gan couldn't believe his ears. He thought that Jingyun was only using himself to humiliate the Qixiao people, but he never expected Jingyun to say this.

"Master, you can't do this. The Huaxiong League leader promised me, let me ..."

What Ma Gan wanted to say, Jingyun had no interest in listening at all, but looked at Ziyang and laughed: "What's the old man's opinion?"

"A beast who has forgotten his ancestors, the old man wants him to do it!"

Ziyang glared angrily, raised his butcher knife, and wanted to cut off Ma Gan's head.

The knife is a three-meter giant moon-moon knife with a wide blade and blood dripping on the blade. It does not look sharp, but everyone can clearly feel that the blade contains the power of raging primordial spirit, and it also contains the rolling blood. Yun Zhiwei is also mixed with the meaning of killing!

Hands up, the knife falls.

When the moon knife fell on top of Ma Gan's head, the moon knife was suddenly still in the air, and the tip of the knife was firmly clamped by two fingers.

It wasn't someone else who shot, it was the king's head, Jingyun.

He was holding one hand behind him, and **** in one hand were so easy to pinch Ziyang's Yueyue Knife, and a smirk crossed the corner of his mouth, saying, "Old man, I said that if you hand over the heart bracelet that shakes your head, I will Magan handed it over to you. If you do n’t pay it, haha, sorry, Magan, you can't kill. "

"The old man won't hand in the bracelet of the soul. Ma Gan, the beast, the old man must kill!" Ziyang's blood was burning, he drew his sword and chopped it, and said with anger, "I have the ability to grab it!"

"That's the case, then I have to learn something about the legendary blood evil dragon dragon spirit!"

Jingyun reached out, holding the incoming Yueyue knife empty-handed, wow! A mighty primordial power burst out, and it was terrifying. I saw Jingyun's palm flipping and snapping, and the moon-moon knife in Ziyang's hand was suddenly ejected.

Ziyang grunted, instead of stepping back, he waved his arms and rushed away.

boom!

The two clashed in the air!

Jing Yun's whole body was too mysterious, and the pressured Ziyang retreated.

嗷 ——

The dragon came out, the sky moved, and the earth trembled.

Jingyun's brow frowned slightly, a buzzing sound, and a pure and holy light spirit condensed out, turning into a halo flowing around Jingyun.

It is the ring of light.

It is purer and more holy than Magan's Ring of Light, and the power of light contained in it is also more powerful, to be extremely sacred.

That kind of light is really sacred. The sacred makes people feel worshipped. Just like seeing the true God, people are born with awe, and like the sun, they cover the world.

Against the backdrop of pure and sacred light power ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The red dragon of Ziyang looks like a demon dragon, violent and cruel!

The red sky dragon roared, opened its teeth and danced its claws, and the ring of light bloomed like a sacred sun.

boom!

The two clamored in the air again, and Ziyang snorted with shock. He fell from the air and landed in the garden. Wei Xuan and other Chixiao people took a look at it, and Ziyang was slightly interested. Shaking his head, motioned them not to act lightly.

When in the air, several other kings also had the intention to do something, and were stopped by the same cloud.

"I'll meet them for a while!"

As soon as the voice fell, Jingyun rushed down.

The situation is divided into rudders, and in the garden, Ziyang and other Qixiao people know that the cloud is so scary, they dare not neglect, and dare not to envy. The first time to sacrifice bleeding is to kill.

Jingyun naturally knows that the Chixiao people are extraordinary and naturally dare not be arrogant.