Star Dome Railway: Abandoned Vidyadhara Adopted by Jingliu

Dan Jing raised his eyebrows a little unexpectedly.

"You, remember me?"

"Of course. I didn't expect that you would still have the guts to come back. Dan Ling's eyes were cold, and the huge waves under his feet parted, turning into two huge water spears in the air, aiming in the direction of Dan Jing.

"So, you're going to call the elders to get me?" Danjing said with a smile.

"I really can't look at you. Or rather, I couldn't look at you back then. You are still a short-born species without blood, but your sword technique, I approve. Don't worry, I'm not that bored either. Tell them to come and get you, it's better to..."

"I'll do it myself."

As soon as the words fell, behind Dan Jing's head, a short blade broke through the air, he slightly tilted his head to dodge, but the two water spears in front of him had already pierced, and in an instant, Dan Jing's surroundings were covered with water curtains, as a technique of holding the immortal boat standing brightly, the Yunyin spell itself was an extremely clever move.

Dan Jing frowned slightly.

He was a little unwell.

If he only used his own sword qi, he might not be so tired, but this golden flame was extremely draining of his energy, and Dan Ling was not easy to deal with, if he turned into a dragon, he didn't know how much of a storm it would set off in the Immortal Boat.

He mobilized the golden flame, first burned the water spear, and then summoned the frost condensation water curtain, and then looked in Yanqing's direction.

His opponent is a young man from the fox clan, and although his martial arts skills are not bad, he has already shown defeat. Now it is a semifinal, no matter who wins between himself and Danling, he will compete with Yanqing for the top spot in the floating martial arts.

That being the case....

"I throw in the towel."

Dan Jing fell from the air, patted the dust on his clothes, and said to the man in a suit and gold mask on the side.

"Are you looking down on me?" Dan Ling frowned slightly.

"No, no, no, I'm just too tired."

At the same time, five streamers broke through the fog barrier and stopped at the throat of the fox boy. Yanqing turned his head to look at Dan Jing, and seeing that he was fine, he was relieved in his heart, and then looked at Dan Ling, his brows wrinkled slightly.

Although he didn't like this person, he also had to admit that Dan Ling was very strong.

"Yanqing." Danjing suddenly called.

"I believe in you."

Yan Qing suddenly smiled.

Yes, he won't lose.

......

In the ring.

The two teenagers stood opposite each other.

The enthusiasm of the audience in the audience has risen to the highest, and last year's Fusheng martial arts performance was also the two of them competing for the top spot. Dan Ling lost a move, but this time, Yanqing disappeared for more than half a month, and no one knows what he has experienced during this time, whether he has become stronger or weaker, it is still unknown.

On a hotel near Changlotte.

On the balcony on the second floor, Dan Jing walked up slowly and looked at the white-haired man on the side.

"Luofu's general, is it so idle?"

Jing Yuan didn't answer his question, just smiled slightly, and then spoke: "Luo Fu's sword head has been empty for many years. The next time the martial arts are performed, it is time for the sword head to be redetermined. Yan Qing has already made a lot of efforts for this, you learn from her, if you can, teach him more.

"I don't have to teach it." Dan Jing shook his head, "For the exquisite control of sword qi, he has already learned the essence just by watching me use it a few times. I'm curious, where did you find such a wizard.

Jing Yuan had no words.

Seeing this, Dan Jing also knew that Yanqing's life was not simple, and he didn't ask more. For him, it doesn't matter who Yanqing is a descendant, in Danjing's eyes, he is just Yanqing.

In the ring, the two people have already fought preliminarily.

As soon as they met, Dan Ling felt that something was wrong, Yan Qing's sword was more accurate than last year, he held a short blade and fought with him for dozens of moves, but each move was firmly suppressed, within these three feet, he could not find a chance.

Yan Qing's every sword was just right, without spending a trace of strength, the Dao frost almost froze the entire ring, even Jing Yuan and Dan Jing, who were far away on the second floor, felt a trace of cold, and Dan Ling in the center of the ring had summoned a water shield at this moment to protect his body.

"You..."

"Hit three feet of water."

Three streams of light behind Yan Qing flew into the clouds and fell from the sky, and the three long swords rotated, condensing into a huge sword radiance in the air, and inserted heavily in the center of the ring, shaking Dan Ling up.

His figure flashed, and his mind recalled the sword that Danjing had swung at the beginning.

The sword opens the wind and snow, and the dragon groans for nine days.

An ice dragon poked its head out from the clouds in the sky.

Dan Ling's expression was stunned, he looked at the huge dragon head in the sky, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "Dragon?

Yanqing's eyes condensed slightly, raised his hand and a sword fell, the majestic sword qi swept the ring, smashing the surrounding barrier layer by layer, even if Dan Ling summoned a huge wave, it could not stop this true dragon, at the moment when the water curtain broke, Dan Ling's whole person was chopped out and fell heavily on the ground.

The man in the suit with the golden mask seemed to have expected it, took out a trophy, and handed it to Yanqing.

Above the golden mask, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared, he seemed to be laughing, those eyes bent into the shape of a crescent moon, carefully looking at Yan Qing, as if to engrave his whole person deeply in his mind.

"You're at the top of the list. Luo Fuyanqing.

"Who are you?" Yan Qing frowned slightly, he didn't like the look in the masked man's eyes on him.

"Me? I'm the twelfth seat—"Smiley", and you'll see me again, Luo Fuyanqing. The

man's eyes were even more curved, and after waving to Yanqing, they turned into pieces of gold and dissipated.

And behind Yan Qing's inability to see, there was a mark of a golden mask that slowly appeared on his shoulder.

The mask grinned.

Disappeared.

(Fusheng martial arts is not the main line, writing two chapters is about the same.) (

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