The city of Monkey King

"This is this this..."

"Reverse! It's just too abnormal!"

"There is no strength to fight back!"

"What happened just now? How did Su An suddenly fly out?!"

"..."

A group of people squatted on the ground, and like an octopus sticking to the ground of Su'an, talking non-stop.

"Master!"

"Brother!"

Li Yong and Qian Ting were panicked, and soon they rushed out of the crowd and slammed Suan, who was squatting, and his face was mixed with blood and blood.

"I, I, I!"

Su An’s constant breathing, seeing the ridiculous eyes of many Kunlun disciples.

"Let him be mad, now know the consequences."

"This is called, for the day."

"It seems that Jin Dan seems to be broken, and it is abolished. This kid is abolished."

"Oh, Suan, who can't be alive, has become this wolverine look. What a special thing... It's fun!"

"Ha ha ha!"

"..."

The ridicule, laughter, and contemptuous eyes fell in Suan’s eyes. His arrogant heart, combined with the injury in his body, finally couldn’t stand it.

puff!

A fierce bit of old blood spurted out, and then both eyes turned over and fainted.

It is completely mad.

On the Xuantang platform, especially the eastern peak, the rest of the Kunlun disciples completely read the scene just now, it is completely scared, no one dares to block the Qin Feng half.

In this way, Qin Feng took Yun Ling and walked slowly toward the land of the mountains.

The two are not at all involved in the battle to win the sword, but more like walking from the courtyard.

When it arrived at the foothills, the Kunlun Shangqing sword, which was full of green light, was already in the eye.

However, there are three people who arrived at the foothills with Qin Feng and Yun Ling.

From the northwest to the south.

Three people, one is the four elders and disciples, Gu Tianhua, one is a six-year-old disciple, and one is a second-year-old disciple, Murong.

"Go, take the sword."

For these three people, Qin Feng did not see the general, just looking at the sword of the mountain, looking at Yunling, looking at the smoke and the opening.

Yunling nodded and went out to the Kunlun Shangqing Sword. He also did not put the presence of the other three people in his eyes.

Even the pace is very slow.

The other three are brows, and Qin Feng’s words are completely in the eyes of the three of them!

How do they say that the three geniuses of Kunlun Mountain are so despised? !

"Qin Feng, you are too arrogant! Don't think that if you win Suan, you won't put me in the eye. I am different from Suan!"

Gu Tianhua’s eyes slammed, and the fierce rushed toward Kunlun’s sword. However, his figure was a fierce glimpse, and a life-and-death crisis rushed from his heart.

The whole person stood fiercely in the same place, watching Qin Feng, the cold eyes of the Qin wind, the whole person can not help but cold sweats down.

The subconscious look at the hustle and the glory is no longer awkward, and it is even more shocking!

Because he found that not only his own, 裴 和 and Murong no longer, at this moment is also the body can not move, especially the Murong no longer, the eyes have always calmly calm, revealing surprise and angry!

He is so unrecognizable, how could he be so made here, but... his body shape is completely incapable of moving!

No matter how he mobilized the body to repair, they could not move even one finger.

Qin Feng, standing at the east edge of the mountain at the moment, Yunling is walking towards the Kunlun Shangqing sword, and the other three are also standing on one side of the edge. This scene... looks very strange.

Just like the stars, the four of them are stars, and Yunling is the moon.

Under the Xuan Daotai, those disciples saw this scene and they all looked at it and couldn’t understand what was going on.

"what happened?"

"Why don't they move a few?! Just let the Kunlun Shangqing sword go out?"

"That is that Tian Tianhua, Yu Lu and Murong are no longer, plus Su An, these four people, but the guy who is known as the Kunlun f4, how are they standing stupid?!"

"It's so weird..."

"..."

These disciples who are not high-level disciples naturally don’t know what’s going on, and they don’t see the tricks.

But those of the Kunlun elders saw it at a glance, especially the nine elders He Xiaohua, who is the shaper of the enchantment. He naturally knows that the power from the Qin Feng is strong.

It is the existence of this pressure that makes Murong unable to move.

"This son...who is it!"

Muttering to himself, He Xiaohua looked at Qin Feng on the Xuan Daotai and muttered to himself.

He is very clear that this pressure is to circumvent the enchantment, otherwise it is... his enchantment will collapse when he touches the pressure!

The rest of the elders are also surprised by the sights.

They never thought that this battle of swords would have evolved to this point.

On the pavilion where the elders are located, the wine madman carries the wine gourd and looks at Yunling, who walks toward the Kunlun Shangqing Sword step by step.

This bet, he won.

And as a bet...

‘Senior, soften her... I finally waited for you. ’

Look up and drink the wine from this wine gourd.

The wine is full, but the heart is full of cockroaches.

On the Xuan Daotai, Yun Ling approached the sword. At the moment, her heart was very confused. She didn’t know why she had to fight for the sword. She just knew that when she woke up, she had a heart in her heart. The voice kept telling her.

Go to the sword, let the person go to the tomb.

The golden light shines from the illusion of the sword. This is not the real Kunlun Shangqing sword, but a phantom of the Kunlun Shangqing sword.

The so-called sword-hunting is also the qualification to win a symbol.

Tens of thousands of Kunlun disciples, all looking at Yunling, one by one, holding their breath, and Murong is no longer, Gu Tianhua, and the three men are struggling with anger, wanting to resist the pressure of this falling on the body.

However, how to struggle, in the face of absolute power, does not help.

Qin Feng on the eastern edge of the mountain, with his hands in his trouser pockets, the cigarettes in his mouth slowly burning, with smoke lingering in front of him, watching Yunling's back.

Yun Ling stood beside the Kunlun Shangqing Sword, and the jade hand lifted it up and took the hilt.

Hey~!

Hey~!

Hey~!

The mountain bell, when the time echoed in the Kunlun peaks.

This is also the bell of the Kunlun Grand Ceremony.

Before the fairy temple.

"Master, the ceremony is over."

After Han Xiu, Yue Ying said softly.

"ended."

Han Xiu hands behind his back, listening to the bells echoing in the Kunlun peaks, this moment... that entangled a hundred years of heart, accompanied by this reverberating bell, as if suddenly relieved.

"The road is very good, it is very road, what is the road, the road... from the heart."

Han Xiu laughed and left such a sentence.

The figure, turned into a sword, went to the peak of the sky.

He is going to fulfill his own bet. 2k novel reading network