“Thank you for your brother’s sword!”

Lei Jing's face, still with the horror of escaping from death, pale, deeply looking at the sword, arching the hand, sincere!

“Brother, be nice.”

The sword nodded, without pride, and turned back to the top.

Now look at this person again, the rest of the sky is a horrendous color, and no longer dare to be despised at all.

Even the sky carved, but also a deep look at the sword, deep in the pupil, there is also a terrible color.

Halfway through, he shook his head in secret, and his thoughts were restrained, “But who else wants to fight?”

Hearing that a man on the high platform smiled bitterly: "The sword master brother Zhu Yu is in front, who dares to go up and offer ugly?"

He said, unable to shake his head.

As a proud person, he is not a person who sees himself very high, except for Qin Jiu Song and Ye Zhenwu, who is not convinced, but now the performance of the sword is too strong, even if they are, they have to be sad.

Listen to this, the rest of the sky without laughing bitterly nod.

Skycarus Hou slightly jawed, Lang said: "Since this is the case, then this seat announced that the Ascendant Canon, this successfully ended..."

“Slow down!”

At this time, a voice sounded, the voice is not big, but it easily presses the whisper in the field and clearly passes into everyone's ears.

Everyone turned around and looked at her.

The one who spoke was the nine-song of Qin!

At this moment, the Qin Nine Songs, slowly rising up, a strong momentum, suddenly ascending from his body, like an ancient beast awakening!

Step, step, step!

He slowly stepped, clear footsteps, reverberating in every corner of the square, dressed in white, seemingly light clouds, but inexplicably a kind of pride.

Halfway through, he walked slowly to the middle of the square and stood.

“Huh?”

“Son, he’s coming, isn’t he...”

Seeing the posture of Qin Jiu Song, everyone in the field was moved in their hearts and immediately set off a storm!

Even Ye Zhenwu, the eyes slowly squint at this moment.

The next moment, he heard the sound of Qin Jiu Song.

“Brother Ye!”

"Last time in the ancient country of Heao, you and I rushed to a war, did not win or lose, and failed to teach Brother Ye's amazing martial arts, it is a great regret in life!"

"Today this is the great ceremony of the ascending dragon, which is too vain for me to be a mountain event, and you and I are not happy to talk about the battle?"

The words were gentle, but with the words falling, a fierce war, rising from the body of Qin Jiu Song, eyes like a knife, with an extraordinary sharpness, fell on Ye Zhenwu.

And all of them are in awe!

“Here it is!”

"The Son really wants to shoot Brother Ye, and the two young people's supreme war will be shocking!"

They look at each other, and they all look at each other.

“Qin Jiu Song, Ye Zhenwu...”

On the high platform, the sword's pupil shrinks, and the sight falls on the Qin Jiu Song and Ye Zhenwu, which is fleeting.

Ye Zhenwu's face gradually became awe, realizing a distance across a few miles, and Qin Jiu Song suddenly collided, empty thunder!

Halfway through, he slowly stood up: "Since the Son is invited, then..."

“The war!”

In a word, the endless and heavy momentum swept on the spot, and the wind swept through.

Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ye Zhenwu took a step, one step, and it was already in front of Qin Jiu Song, and the fear of war rose!

“Olide, now!”

“Ray here!”

Without hesitation, the two people roared at the same time, and the roar was not big, but countless ordinary disciples in the field actually bled in an instant, unable to resist the terrible sound, and the look was horrified.

Even the eagle, now is solemn, can not think of the strength of the two, than he imagined, but also more terrible.

However, after delay, waving his hand violently, turned into a ostentatious light cover, the whole square was covered, and the sound did not dare to spread the sound again.

With the words of both of you falling!

Suddenly, a basalt shadow emerged from behind Ye Zhenwu, and there was a hint of the true meaning of the kingdom of the strong king and the earth, and the suppression of heaven and earth.

Ye Zhenwu looked awe-inspiring, eyes like electricity, and suddenly bombarded with a fist.

The majestic power, the illusion of a Yuanli basilisk, even so that the void is roaring, four hoofs, roaring to the Qin nine songs to kill.

At the same time, the shadow behind the basalt, shrinking rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it was condensed together with the Yuanli Xuanwu, and the power was stronger!

This strike, suddenly on the high platform of the sky, all look of sudden changes, from which to feel a great pressure.

“If I face this blow, I can stop it.”

Everyone asked themselves, and the answer they got, but they were cold and sad, “The gap is too big!”

At this moment, Qin Jiu Song looked solemnly and also felt the terribleness of Ye Zhenwu.

But he is not afraid!

The monstrous thunder, in his body, and then gathered in his palms, the thunder is rich, transformed into a thunder field, the violent destruction of the thunder force is surging!

“Rayfield, come on!”

Qin Jiu Song roared and launched slammed, like a real thunder world on one side, facing the attack of Ye Zhenwu.

“How is it possible!”

On the high platform, Lei Jing lost his color and exclaimed, "The Son's strike, the minefield has a little true meaning, and the level is proficient in the power of the destruction of the thunder method, and may not be able to do this step!"

He also repaired the destruction of the lightning method, and the greatness of the mission.

And just because it is precisely because he can feel the horror of Qin Jiu Song, which is not comparable to him.

If the talent and the sword are the duel is Qin Jiu Song, such a terrible minefield, the sword is absolutely difficult to break, and may even cover the sword, the thunder is falling!

In the eyes of the crowd, the realm of the Yuanli Xuanwu and the side of the thunder, like two big stars colliding, bumping together, shocking the eye.

Rumble!

The sky is full of water, flooding the square.

Even the Yuanli light mask supported by the celestial eagle, at this moment is also shaking violently, rippling layers of Yuanli ripple, so that the sky carving looks slightly changed, and once again output a meta-force, so that the light cover is stabilized, there is no spread to ordinary disciples, otherwise it will die and hurt countless!

Stepping!

The sound of hurried footsteps came, and Qin Jiuge retreated three steps in the square where the method was strengthened, leaving a clear footprint, and after three steps, he was in shape and barely standing.

A wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Zhenwu this shot, too strong!

Even if Qin Jiu Song, it is impossible to block it without being unscathed, and the look is more solemn.

However, at the same time, the war in the chest of Qin Jiu Song was even more excited by madness, and his eyes were like electricity, sweeping the spot.

On the other hand, Ye Zhenwu was the same, the brilliant electric man, shimmering on his body, and the fierce thunder was raging, which made his mouth bleeding.

This blow, two defeats!

“Come again!”

Qin Jiu Song roared wildly, fought to the mad, changed the original cloud light appearance, the whole person has a kind of crazy war, a long hair spread out, moving against the wind!