Chapter 271 271. Duel

Author: No Nights in the prosperous Tang Dynasty

Chapter 271 271. Duel

Jiang Mingzhu glanced at Ming Linlang strangely.

"Is she a stake?"

Pei Xihe finished the seventh bowl of rice.

"I can hear it, thank you."

Her body is comparable to the body of a demon god. She will only transform into the power of flowing blood and blood as much as she eats.

Ming Linlang smiled with his lips pursed.

"Do you want to order another table?"

Pei Xihe ate about three-quarters of the twenty dishes on the table, but now the plates are all seen.

"Enough."

Pei Xihe licked the corners of his lips.

The taste is really good. When she finds a good opportunity to take some spiritual resources in her hands, she will naturally get enough spirit stones, and then come to Xunjia Restaurant to eat it happily.

Jiang Mingzhu put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hand.

Her body is elegant, and she can't find any mistakes in every move, and she is flowing.

Stand up and look at Pei Xihe.

"I'll leave first. Tomorrow, who is higher and lower, let's compare to the previous game."

Pei Xihe was looking at her, and the sharp edges between them were just opposite each other, as if invisible sparks were emerging.

"I'm looking forward to tomorrow, too."

Jiang Mingzhu left this private room, and Ming Linlang said: "Jiang Mingzhu is very strong. If it weren't for the opportunity of blood awakening, I might not have been able to break through the golden elixir before her. You should also be careful."

Pei Xihe nodded.

Jiang Mingzhu is a genius who has never been seen in the Jiang family for a thousand years. How could it be simple?

But I am not simple either.

"Thank you for your reminder, since I have used up my meal, I will take the lead."

"Um."

Ming Linlang nodded and stood up.

"I've settled the bill long ago, let's go together."

The two of them went out to the Immortal House together, and after saying goodbye, they returned to their respective garrisons.

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The second day.

One of the forty-nine small realms ushered in the competition for the day for the two.

Pei Xihe and Jiang Mingzhu fell into this world at the same time.

"That's really Pei Xihe from Kunlun before?"

"It's true, she, isn't she dead?"

"She's alive and participated in the competition. Can't you see?"

"It still represents what? The Yiyuan Sword? What kind of small sect is this? She dares to betray the sect?"

Pei Xihe couldn't hear any gossip in the audience, and she looked at Jiang Mingzhu opposite her.

"Kunlun, Jiang Mingzhu."

"Previously, Pei Xihe."

After they signed up for their names, Jiang Mingzhu never asked why she should change the sect, or which sect of Shangyiyuan Dao was. She came from the Jiang family and had read the classics about Shangyiyuan Dao.

The green vines on his wrist suddenly shot out.

The black hair suddenly turned into a vine like a dragon, and the power of the Tongtian vine was fully displayed.

When Pei Xihe shot out the black hair, the Sky Light Knife was already in his hand, and the nine-colored light on the blade shone brightly.

Several vines that stabbed around her, like swords and guns, were cut off with one knife.

The terrifying power of the sky gold condensed into an invisible wave of air around her, and every tiny green vine that wanted to involve her body was also shattered into pieces.

This Tongtian Vine has ancient bloodlines and is not afraid of ordinary water and fire, and has the meaning of endless life.

But it was useless to Pei Xihe. Jiang Mingzhu knew that this move was just to gain time to use Taoist techniques. She was not a Taoist practice, but a Dharma practice.

Like Bai Yu's two palms were connected, he pinched out a mysterious handprint.

The blood in his body suddenly flowed rapidly, and the power of Emperor Jiang who was silent was awakened to the end, and a terrifying illusion of gods was drawn behind him.

She sent someone to carefully collect Pei Xihe's first two competitions. The pair of spiritual winged magical powers had a terrifying speed. Even if she was short of time, she could not come up with a solution, so she had to buy time.

The moment Pei Xihe approached, the Taoist seal in Jiang Mingzhu's hand had already been formed.

Terrifying traces of Taoist rhyme brewed around her.

"The Art of Ten Thousand Trees."

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi, proves my supernatural powers!"

Her red lips opened lightly, and a bright blue gold color burst out in her eyes.

"Xuanmu Tribulation!"

Countless terrifying branches and vines spread out from behind, and the terrifying waves of air brought by the mysterious phantom knocked Pei Xihe out and opened the distance.

Pei Xihe's spiritual power was condensed on his toes, and he gently tapped the air to stabilize his body.

The Sky Light Knife in his hand swung, and countless sword auras collided with the extended wooden branches, and actually burst out with sounds like a collision between gold and stone, which had not been cut off like the previous black hair.

Jiang Mingzhu obviously saw the sharpness she showed yesterday, so she didn't hold back at this moment and made a ruthless move.

Even Emperor Jiang's bloodline was activated at the first moment, repelling Pei Xihe's close body with his blood pressure.

She also has to move more seriously.

A few wisps of fine golden flames were like flying birds, spiraling around the long sword. The temperature seemed to burn mountains and boil the sea. The Xuanmu Tribulation, which was not afraid of the sharp blade of the sky light blade, was ignited by the golden flames.

Jiang Mingzhu's eyes were a little trembling.

This golden flame was the flame that day in the hidden realm of the gods. Unexpectedly, Pei Xihe actually refined it for himself. Such a powerful existence would probably be burned to death by cultivators in the world.

Is this her chance?

All the wood branches summoned by Xuanmujie were burned clean. Taoist slashed back, Jiang Mingzhu felt a trembling inside, and her blood and energy went backwards, and was suppressed by the blood of Emperor Jiang in her body.

A sword was like light, and countless silk-like sword auras came towards Jiang Mingzhu. A tingling sensation came from his skin. He was captured by this sword aura, as if he was about to be split.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Mingzhu burst out all the spiritual power in her body.

She was originally a first-line golden elixir, practicing three Taoist scriptures, the Emperor's Techniques of the Jiang family, the master's lineage, and the Taoist scriptures of the Taohua ancestor. The three methods were combined and exploded in an instant, not inferior to any early stage of the golden elixir.

With violent spiritual power, Pei Xihe stabbed the sword energy in his body. At this moment, Jiang Mingzhu made a move with her right hand, and the tiny spiritual array formed in her palm and swung it out directly.

He pierced the magic circle with one knife.

Jiang Mingzhu pointed out with a single point.

The phantom behind him made the same move, and all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was involved and swept into this finger.

"Kill the emperor!"

A terrifying golden flame burst out from Pei Xihe's body.

There seemed to be an extremely sharp chirping. The true fire of the sun was enough for Pei Xihe to use all his strength at this moment.

The emperor's threat was silently resolved when he came to Pei Xihe's body, and this mental pressure had no effect on her.

True fire breaks the wood, and Jiang Mingzhu is destined to be restrained by her.

Only the Fusang divine wood can withstand the burning of the sun's true fire. Unfortunately, Jiang Mingzhu's natal object is not this divine wood, but should be the Tongtian vine.

A sword light transformed into a flying dragon and rushed straight. The dragon disintegrated instantly and countless sword shadows were heavy. They fought against the phantom guarding Jiang Mingzhu behind them, and they were wiped out little by little.
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