The young man said.

"Remember, the person who ends your swordsmanship is called Xiao Jin."

The man who turned to himself Xiao Jin looked at his companion and said, "The person who witnessed this fact is named Zhao Yunzong."

The young man, known as Zhao Yunzong, looked at Xiao Jin with awkward expression, obviously not satisfied with his appearance.

Xiao Jin is as famous as his name, his every move is vigorous and powerful, and his swordsmanship is interpreted with unique charm.

He crushed Zhan Xingtong all the way. At this time, Zhan Xingtong's cultivation was only at the eighth level of the sword master, and his understanding of the sword technique and the sword fu of climbing the tower was only the ultimate creation and realm.

Therefore, both the thickness of the sword energy and the cultivation level are at a disadvantage.

In addition, he practiced too little sword skills.

After all, not everyone has the opportunity to show new things. There are ten volumes of swordsmanship in the blue scroll, and there are also many old people in the clan to give guidance.

In terms of combat power, there is a big gap.

However, although he struggled to resolve Xiao Jin's sword skills, he could solve them one by one.

This kind of thing that is sure to win but cannot get the result for a long time is really disgusting.

When Zhao Yunzong saw this plot progress, he smiled and shook his head.

"Do you need my help?"

Xiao Jin's expression instantly looked at Zhao Yunzong fiercely, "If you dare to take action, I will kill you."

Zhao Yunzong expressed helplessness.

At this time, Zhan Xingtong looked at his own Qihai, the dry Qihai, and the sword energy wandering in his body. He was so thin that he could not even use a sword technique.

A scarred body and a tired body can lose consciousness at any time.

Everything seems to be a destined death.

Fear, death, everyone will be, everyone will be afraid.

But even if you are afraid, you will still show calmness and never retreat.

"This is my life, your situation will be dead without regrets. Come on!"

Zhao Yunzong glanced at this direction, then turned his head, roughly attracted by this sentence for a moment.

Xiao Jin, "I'm pretty good at speaking beautiful words."

When the sword approached, the feeling of death suddenly enveloped every cell in the body. This feeling was the feeling of death coming, but Zhan Xingtong felt relieved.

Just as the sword blade was half a meter away from him, it suddenly slowed down.

The soul seemed to be touched by some mysterious things at this moment. In the ancient Taoist temple, there were also ancient bells hitting each other and making a long sound.

He felt that this was incredible.

There was a lot of sword energy inexplicably in his body. The sword energy cage around the Qi Sea came over, but for some reason, it actually filled his Qi Sea.

All of this is really incredible.

When can anyone answer him? No.

The outline of a palace actually appeared in the sea of ​​gods, flowing freely.

Then it expanded infinitely, filled with powerful soul power.

There are many mysterious runes flowing between the outline of the phantom.

The phantom of the palace expanded to cover Zhan Xingtong's body, and Xiao Jin's sword weapon was bounced away.

"How could it be?"

Xiao Jin looked in disbelief and used a few more sword techniques, but it only made the palace jingle.

But it cannot be shaken at all, and then it becomes solid.

"It's possible, there's something like this."

Zhan Xingtong looked around the glass palace and felt relieved when he was in it.

The sword energy in the body is full of.

However, although the other party can't do anything to him for the time being, he doesn't want to sit still and wait for death.

It is urgent to solve and develop new things.

Suddenly, his body was filled with golden light, like a golden figure, with a bit mysterious and incredible feeling.

call.

The two pupils change at this time, and an ancient breath of time spreads in the body.

The pupils are decorated with golden light, which looks like the night sky.

The Liuli Palace was in his body, and some golden flames rose on his body.

He looked at the dazzling golden flame, rising in his palm, but he seemed to have known the name of the flame for a long time.

Xiao Jin, "I'm just making a secret."

As the figure swept, it was filled with a cold aura and a strong murderous intent.

Sword technique, Thousand Shadows Falls, Earth Star Falls Falls, Breaking Shocks with a sword.

The three sword techniques were almost in sequence, with a huge and dazzling momentum, and a little shocking.

They were all blue scrolls, and they forced Zhan Xingtong to penetrate his body, and were immediately steamed and burned to zero.

Zhan Xingtong, with one sword, faced the third sword technique, and both sides retreated.

Xiao Jin's mouth was bleeding, but Zhan Xingtong seemed a little calm at this time.

It felt that Xiao Jin could no longer threaten him at this moment, so he turned to look at his fellow travelers. Zhan Xinzhi and Zhan Zifeng were all struggling to fight against two.

But because he was too weak, there was one person who was unwilling to take action.

"What kind of flame is yours?"

Only then did Zhan Xingtong notice that Xiao Jin's right arm was broken, and the broken arm beside him was burned into ashes by golden flames.

Of course he knew the name of this flame.

The golden true flame.

The metallic flame is in line with its attributes.

I just don't know, it would be so powerful.

Xiao Jin was already scared at this time and could not do anything to Zhan Xingtong at this time.

Zhao Yunzong, who was beside him, looked over and looked at Xiao Jin.

"Brother is just like that. He can't even deal with an eighth-level little devil."

Looking at Zhan Xingtong made Zhan Xingtong feel awe-inspiring.

I have a bad premonition, as if something is about to happen.

Zhao Yunzong was dressed in black and had a slightly dark skin, which gave people the feeling of a farmer.

However, those eyes were very sharp, with almost a sense of pupils that were so clear that they didn't dare to look at them.

Zhan Xingtong fell down with a sword, and Zhao Yunzong blocked the sword. The surging ice-attribute sword energy overflowed and frozen, frozen Zhan Xingtong's body and turned into an ice sculpture array.

What made him quite uneasy was that the golden flames in the ice were still slowly rising.

Just as he was about to give Zhan Xingtong a fatal blow, fierce fluctuations came from the ice sculpture.

Sword shadows swept out and penetrated.

The runes on Zhao Yunzong's forehead appeared and the sword shadow was burned through it.

Turned into ashes.

Seeing the easily burned body, I immediately realized that this was a clone.

And the gap is that of the ice-attribute sword energy, there is a trace of cloud-attribute power mixed with it.

If it is cloud attribute, you can use some magical swordsmanship to create entities that are like real bodies.

Looking at the seriously injured Xiao Jin, the talisman light was flowing in his body at this time, and it suddenly flashed like a light that swept into the distance.

"Is it okay, Xingtong?" Zhan Xinzhi came over and asked with concern.

At this time, all the people from the Qingyu Club left.

It is obvious that it is present, and it cannot be captured for a long time, or it is seen that a signal flare-like fireworks bloom in the distance in the sky.

Wen Quxian and Zhan Zifeng were both very embarrassed and seemed to have experienced a fierce battle with their opponents.

Especially Zhan Zifeng, his intention to fight has not disappeared, and his desire to look at the distance has not yet been exhausted.

The wound on the body was nourished by the sword energy to stop bleeding and healed slowly.

Huangquan Temple was completely damaged, and one person was left behind.

This also forced those present to re-examine his strength.

When Wen Quxian looked at him, he was a little wary and never believed that such people of unknown origin would help them without any intention.

Maybe Zhan Xinzhi noticed it, but he didn't say anything.

"We are afraid that we have been put on one by Sun Daolin."

Zhan Xingtong's golden true flame was extinguished, and a feeling of exhaustion in his body was felt.

However, the impact is not great, and it can be restored with sword energy...

After hearing Zhan Xinzhi's words, he had a clear mind and understood what he meant.

Everyone recalled Sun Daolin's face and felt very disgusting.
Chapter completed!