"Ahem."

After coughing twice, Yang Qing's face turned a little blue.

The strength of Jibing Daozi after his transformation is stronger than before, it is not just one step ahead, it is completely several times more than it has!

Under pure power, even Yang Qing’s Wudixian body would be a bit difficult to carry.

The most important thing is the magic needle for stabilizing the meridians.

Although Yang Qing didn't know the name of the stick, he could tell that this thing was not an ordinary person just by directing the owner's appearance.

"It's a little troublesome. This stick seems to be an ordinary weapon, but it's a magic weapon that contains living creatures."

What you saw and heard when you read ancient books appeared in Yang Qing's mind.

It is rumored that in ancient times, those great saints refining their soldiers and their soldiers were born with spirits! They were born with companion spirits!

Even if the stick in front of me was not born with a spirit of the body, it was not far from the same thing as the stick! Anyway, it had already produced spiritual wisdom.

I looked down at the light-Han Jian sword in my hand. Although the transparent blade added a lot of combat power, its origin was just a cold sword blade, far from the point of giving birth to a sword spirit.

"This guy is probably the long stick lent to him by a big guy in the ancient ice... "

He thought to himself that Jibing Daozi is here again.

Simply waving a long stick, but it just means you can't avoid it!

This is much better than the locking of the Taoist Dharma!

At least Yang Qing can still avoid such locks, and there is no way to avoid such a...

There is no way, I can only resist.

He gritted his teeth hard, and Yang Qing carried it on.

The sword shadow was cold, and the sword energy was flowing around Yang Qing and formed a sword formation.

"Pong!"

There was another sound of metallic attack. Yang Qing was much better this time than before, but he was shocked a few steps and then stood up again.

The violent force made many people in the audience tremble.

This is completely a confrontation between physical strength and the power of the Great Dao!

When he smashed his head, Yang Qing turned his body slightly, and a long stick fell on the ground, causing earth and rocks to fly, and then he swung his way and hit Yang Qing again.

“mmp!”

I cursed in my heart, this thing is really foul!

Where are the weapons used to guide the attack?

The spirit of this weapon is not that high. I know that Yang Qing is flexible, and there is some room for wielding, so I change my moves very quickly!

"disease!"

A figure remained in place, and Yang Qing turned into a phantom, and came behind Ji Bing Daozi like a ghost.

"die!"

The long sword slashed hard and slashed straight on Jibing Daozi's huge head.

"clang!"

The sword blade just cut a few centimeters deep and stopped!

"..." Yang Qing.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qing turned into a thunder lightning flashed more than ten meters without looking back. A long stick swung at the place where Yang Qing had been staying before, and the phantom left behind was instantly smashed.

"The defense has also doubled! This is his..."

Standing with the sword, Yang Qing twitched his face, why did he do so much trouble? He just cut off this Jibing Daozi in a simple and clear way. Now, this "Super Saiyan" has transformed into a "simple and easy" and has become so many changes!

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

A series of roars sounded, and Yang Qing jumped around and was chased in a very embarrassing way.

But there is nothing to do in a short period of time. This is a model of thick skin and high attack!

Even Yang Qing has to use the help of speed to slowly grind it out!

"roar!"

With a beastly roar, a strand of golden retriever gradually turned white on Ji Bingdaozi's forehead.

The arrogant physical pressure suddenly increased!

"grass!"

My face turned a little dark, and I really did it backfire this time!

With the long stick waving, Ji Bingdaozi's speed was faster!

Although it is still not as fast as Yang Qing's teleportation speed, it can still keep up with Yang Qing's footsteps!

After hitting each other, it became more and more difficult for Yang Qing to resist it.

"Hide the front!"

A mortal soldier was taken out from the system space, and Yang Qing suddenly pulled it out.

A crescent-shaped sword light shot out from the air, emitting Bing Daozi directly.

"Bang!"

With a touch of blood, this sword really worked, cutting a big hole in the belly of the golden-haired beast transformed by Jibing Daozi!

But! Jibing Daozi's forward rushing momentum has been achieved. Although Yang Qing's sword has had a certain impact on him, it is not enough to interrupt the forward rushing!

"boom!"

Yang Qing avoided it slightly, feeling that his feet were shaking slightly.

The dense spider web patterns spread out from under the long sticks.

After the golden retriever on Ji Bing Daozi's forehead turned white, his strength became even stronger!

You know, this ground is not an ordinary person! It is very difficult for a normal monk to leave a trace on the ground by relying solely on his strength, let alone smashing a huge shallow pit of one meter like him!

"die!"

His eyes condensed, and the lightsaber stung from the crack between the golden-haired beast and the long stick!

The puncture point is the wound left by the previous hidden sword!

"Puff!"

The sword blade was stained with blood, and this sword directly pierced Ji Bing Daozi!

Blood gushed out in an instant.

But Ji Bing Daozi seemed to be unable to feel the pain at all. When the long stick was tightened, he wanted to use his body and long stick to cut off Yang Qing's arm!

"What a pity! It's a pity! If my sword is just an ordinary long sword, you will be! I have to abandon the sword and run away!"

A smile belonging to the winner appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Han Guang disappeared instantly. Yang Qing just shrank slightly and escaped from the attack with the hilt of the sword!

"Bang!"

Due to excessive force, the long stick hit Ji Bing Daozi's body, making a dull roar, and a blood mark slowly surfaced.

"It's cruel enough."

A cold sweat broke out on Yang Qing's forehead. If he had just slowed down, his arm would probably have been broken and broken!

"I'm going to win! But... that clan and the power of the Dingmaster of the Dingmaster complement each other."

Wei Yan shook his head helplessly, and the only thing that was the blame was Ji Bing Daozi who chose the wrong opponent.

This method of transforming into violent and maritime divine needle makes me dare not say I will win, but Yang Qing...

Speed! A flaw!

When it comes to speed, Yang Qing said that he was the second, but I am afraid no one dared to say that he was the first!
Chapter completed!