Qin Jiu Song finally spoke, carelessly: "Only then you said you want to cut me, now?"

“Hsoo!”

Hearing this, Zhantai Zong suddenly spewed a breath of reverse blood, dyed his flare on his chest red, and was shocked.

At the same time, his whole man's momentum plummeted, and he never again returned to his previous spirit, as if the spirit of the whole person had been removed.

As a gifted body, a proud person, how proud he is, vowing to step on the bones of the kings and kill the martial arts with a sword in his hand!

But today, under the Qin Jiu singer, he uttered a frenzy, and as a result, he could not even draw his sword.

Such a big blow, it can be said that his heart is on the verge of collapse!

After all, the real martial arts are not extremely confident, and there are invincible beliefs, but today his invincible beliefs are broken by Qin Jiu Song.

If you can't get out of today's shadow as soon as possible, the martial arts of Zhantai Zong, then it will stop.

“Oh.”

Seeing the reaction of Zhan Taizong, Qin Jiu Song was also not pleased, and he would not be complacent.

After all, Zhantai Zong is only a rising star, compared to his hall is too vain son, not a level, his eyes, from the beginning to the end have not been a trace on this Zhantai Zong.

“Brother Son...”

Looking at the figure as proud as a demon, Zhao Ming and others were all shaking, and a hot current flow flowed from the chest and straight to the sky.

This is their son, who is too vain, to suppress all the enemies of the younger generation!

In particular, some female disciples, more eye waves, eyebrows, seems to be to engrave that figure deep in the heart.

Qin Jiu Song smiled, nodded gently to them, and his eyes fell back on the body of Zhantai Zong, and he regained his indifference: “You should be glad that you said that you would not deceive me too vainly, then I will not deceive you now...”

“Don’t lie to me...”

Zhan Taizong chewed on Qin Jiu Song's words, smiled, and said in his heart: "Am I in his eyes, is it equivalent to those physical disciples who are too vain mountains in my eyes?"He never saw me as an opponent.”

His thoughts, Qin Jiu Song naturally ignored, and continued: "The eighteen little swords, I gave them, and brought them out."

The look of Zhantai Zong was extremely ugly, extremely pale, obviously unable to recover from this heavy blow, half a deep breath, and sadly said: "... well, I take it!"

He reached out his hand and took out the eighteen small swords from the ring, waved his hand, and fell into the hands of Zhao Ming and others.

“The little sword!”

Zhao Ming and others rejoiced, they have tried the sweetness of the little magic sword, naturally, and now lost, with everyone's incomparable excitement, have thanked Qin Jiu Song.

Qin Jiuge looked at all this coldly, and at the end, he said, "Not enough."

The whole person of the Zhantai Zong was shocked, and he was also a disciple of the sacred divine secret realm, and his identity was also extremely noble, and naturally understood what the Qin Jiu Song said, but now the position is turned around.

He smiled sadly: "The winner is the king's loser, all right!"

He said that he once again explored from the middle of the ordination and took out a red sword of fire, which seemed to be a blazing fire on the body of the knife, exuding an amazing spirit, and was obviously a spiritual soldier.

"This red fire of the original knife, the same is a kind of spiritual soldier, just when I will steal you too vain mountain disciples spiritual soldiers's gifts!"

With that, a tingle of flesh and ache on his face, gritted his teeth, and the red-fire-flawed knife went straight to Qin Jiu Song.

In the eyes of Qin Jiu Song, this showed the color of satisfaction, but it was a big sleeve, and even did not accept the spirit soldier at all, but changed the direction of the knife and fell straight into Zhao Ming's hands: "This knife belongs to you!"

“The Son?”

Zhao Ming and others, this is a spiritual soldier, even if it is the next spiritual soldier, it is extremely precious, I can't imagine that Qin Jiu Song will not touch, directly dumped them.

The same pupil is narrowed.

“Son, this... this doesn’t happen!”Zhao Ming was afraid.

Qin Jiu Song gave eighteen small magic swords, they have been grateful to Dade, and this red fire sword, they are very self-aware, is the Tsangtai Zong to Qin Jiu Song to pay the crime of the things, alone, do not say this spirit soldier, they can not even keep the little sword!

Qin Jiu Song looked indifferently, as if it were not a precious spiritual soldier, but only cabbage: "I give it to you, it is yours."

“Brother...”

This time, Zhao Ming and others did not dare to say much, but looked at Qin Jiu Song with feverish eyes, and shook his heart.

As a gifted body of the divine realm, the Zhantai Zong is enough to make them look up, and it may be difficult to reach the height of Zhantai Zong in this life.

However, from the performance of the company, whether it is the eighteen small swords, or the red fire sword, the gargoyle is very important, especially when giving the red fire of the original knife, it is a color that is difficult to hide the meat pain.

What about the qin song?

Seen as nothing!

The difference between the two sides is like a gap!

"Qin Jiu Song..." Zhan Taizong looked deeply at Qin Jiu Song and was extremely jealous, "Is this the false Son?"

For the thoughts of the people, Qin Jiu Song ignored the slightest, and his indifferent eyes crossed the Shantai Zong, and fell on the disciples of the physical realm of the Yuanyuan holy place behind him.

They had just finished plucking and excited.

But the appearance of Qin Jiu Song instantly pulled them from heaven to hell.

Especially at this moment, Qin Jiu Song's eyes fell on them, although incomparably indifferent, and the momentum of the only person who was only facing Zhao Ming and others was completely incomparable.

But so, Wang Donghu people instantly fell into the ice cave, like standing in the ice and snow in a stripe, cold and full of bone!

“Too... too false a son...”

At this moment, they are only in despair.

This is the greatness of the Son!

Qin Jiu Song said, "Cry the grass."

"Yes, yes, we will give it up..." Wang Donghu was shocked and looked at Zhan Taizong, but the latter did not say a word, it seemed that he did not know, Wang Donghu naturally understood that he took out the condensate of the grass on his body.

Other physical disciples, of course, no one dared to refuse Qin Jiu Song, and took out the plucked contemplation, not daring to give half a discount.

Qin Jiuge nodded at Zhao Ming and others, the latter would mean, cheer, and rush across the Zhantai Zongzong, and go straight to Wang Donghu and others.

"Haha, Wang Donghu, I said that the contemplation of the grass is too vain for me, now believe it!"

Zhao Ming and others were excited and quickly overtly seized the contemplation in the hands of the physical disciples in the Holy Land of the Yuan.

Today, they are from heaven to hell, and now they are from heaven to hell.

A wave of three twists and turns, big up and down, now I just feel incomparably raised my eyebrows, and the thought is clear.

Although Wang Donghu and others are not displeased, no one dares to have half a word of nonsense at this moment, and only let Zhao Ming and others easily take away the condensation they have already reached.

Now, they can still care about the grass, only pray, pray, pray Qin Jiu Song do not generally understand them, otherwise, they are dead, but also dead!

That's a false son!

In the eyes of Wang Donghu and others, Qin Jiuge nodded faintly: "You can't wait for the physical disciples, I don't want to embarrass you..."

Everyone's heart was relieved, and the back had already been soaked in cold sweat.

"But..." Qin Jiu Song continued, the hearts that had just been put down were instantly hoisted high.

Qin Jiu Song glanced away and whispered: "I heard that some people say that I am too vain to be deficient in the mountains, and they are not worthy of comparison with the holy places of your Yuan Yuan?"

It is said that many of the disciples of the Holy Land at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty were hoarse and obscure in their hearts, and their eyes fell on the head of Wang Donghu.

Qin Jiu Song was surprised and looked at the Wang Donghu indifferently: "After all, I am a so vain son, after all, I heard that someone insulted me too vain, this matter, I can't bear it!"

In this way, the atmosphere freezes in an instant!

Wang Donghu was staggered, a cold, cold from the head to the feet!