Liang Ming was originally wanted to troll a few words, but just opened his mouth, the words have not been said, it has become a shock, surprised a word did not say, because he saw that the Oriental ink repair has soared, so even if it is even, even if it suddenly turns his own pressure, the whole volume is back, a real cultivation of only five levels of the king, really can do it.The last time he saw this Oriental ink, he was only crushed in front of him!

Liang Ming can not calm, the full body of the spirit has been moved to the extreme, eyes tightly staring at the Oriental ink, he suddenly realized that the current Oriental ink, has been unable to be compared with a period of time ago, now he, the spirit in the palm of his hand is more violent and terrible, Liang Ming has never had such a feeling, that is, under the shroud of this person's pressure, he is somewhat afraid, not from the cultivation, but from the heart of a cold!

How could it be!Liang Ming slightly shook his head, ran away with his idea, and then, the palms of his hand were bent, his hands were held, and suddenly a sword appeared in his hand, and Oriental Mo looked at it, and the corners of his lips could not help but a smile.

This is a transparent long sword, the sword body with colorful light, this is the Oriental ink to the north of the night to meet, the twenty recognized the main soldiers of one, can not imagine, Liang Ming's hand also has a, it seems, this North Hall night even if it is seriously injured, after returning, or in the first time to arrange this matter, these recognized soldiers, or let the North Hall night is very satisfied!

“Did you get the weapon up there?”Oriental sneered, a small hand slightly lifted, an ancient three-legged ding appeared in the hand, "the weapon in your hand is my refined, what grade I know, so in order not to let this sword destroy in your hands, I will not use very strong weapons, this lonely phoenix is enough!" 」

Liang Ming's nose is crooked, how this Ding is in the hands of Oriental Mo, he knows better than anyone, now, this boy even so arrogant to take this Ding and beat him, Liang Ming sneered: "Well, just get back my brother's things!" 」

"This elder is willing to accompany you to two tricks you should feel happy, but also want to get this thing back, this thing is the situation, you do not know!" 」Eastern Mo in the words, never let people say, "Don't worry, I will not behead you under your master's eyelid."

"..." Liang Ming and the patriarch Qisong suddenly said no, have seen the rampant, but have not seen so rampant, for Liang Ming, the entire sacred area of the world, how many people dare to mention the word beheading directly?

Liang Ming can no longer stand this gas, directly raise his own spirit, the sword in his hand constantly draws a strange round pattern, these look very rounded shape, the goal is all to the east.

Although it seems to be a shape drawn by the sword, in fact, it is the main sword under the urging of the master, and the void is broken, and the torn mouth is like a mouth of different shapes, and the mouth is swallowed hard by the mouth of the Oriental ink!

“Breaking the empty sword!”Even if the Oriental ink body is responsible for the top technique of Jiu Xuan, it must be said that this sword method of the Zonglin faction makes him admire, and it is a refreshing feeling, he is also very clear that this technique of the Zonglin faction is seven strikes, which is very popular!

Liang Ming heard the shocking words from the mouth of Oriental ink, and could not analyze why Oriental ink could call the name of this technique, and his lips slightly tugged: "You can enjoy my Zonglin Pai this town of Zonglini Tzu!" 」

“Breaking the empty sword first!”

With the roar of Liang Ming, this series of sword shadows went straight to the Oriental ink, not a series of successively being pushed over, but from all sides around, as if the Oriental ink was surrounded in an instant!

"Trotechnique is really good technique, but you Liang Ming's performance is so little bit!"Although the mouth of Oriental ink is not careless, but the hand is not as easy as the mouth, the hand is lonely and phoenixed up, although the hand is a three-legged ding, but the Oriental ink does not know why, there is a desire, he wants to start from the first contact of the three-point sword, with Liang Ming's broken void seven swords to face one by one.

He realized that Jiu Xuan had been decided for so long, there was a feeling that from the sword art or sword trick he had been in contact with before, even a word in the nine-sword sword trick, or a few words were seen by people with strong understanding ability, the sword trick created, Oriental Mo was very moved to this road, so many predecessors have accumulated so much experience for themselves, this time, he also wants to have his own things, leaving others!

In the face of so many circles that had completely enveloped him, Oriental ink mouth gently spat out a few words: "Three-point sword!"

Although the movement is the sword, but the weapon in the hands of Oriental ink is really lonely, but let Liang Ming strange is that the three swords in the mouth of Oriental ink are used in the body of the lone Fengding, which seems to be more suitable, especially this sword to ask the sky, it is too suitable for the lone Fengding!

I saw that the dingkou black hole was facing down, and even so many empty mouths he had drawn out were sucked into the lonely Fengding, and then turned into nothingness...

Oriental ink smiled slightly, still steadily dragging the lonely Fengding in his hand, and his face clearly wrote: Waiting for you to prompt the second cut!

Liang Ming's eyes turned, this time the sword waved more harsh, the void appeared in the triangle of the sword across the empty space!

“Second cut!”

“The Sword of the Clouds!”

The result is still the same, all of them are absorbed by the lone phoenix!

“Third cut!”The octagonal mouth, some sharp, some blunt...

“The Sword of the Clouds!”

After three consecutive moves, Liang Ming's forehead has seen sweat, but Oriental ink is still incomparable!

“The fourth cut!”

“Nine-year-olds are in the sky!”

“The fifth cut!”

“Nine determined!”

“The Sixth cut!”

“Nine stars!”

And the continuous three beheadings, Liang Ming has almost exhausted his efforts, and Oriental ink is also gasping for air, I have to say that he successively took Liang Ming, the ninth-level king of the nine-level Xuan Wang, a continuous six-way blow, has made him feel a lot of pressure, after all, with the blood force to improve the cultivation of the cultivation, and the cultivation of real cultivation or some gap!

Especially these tricks used before Oriental Mo, are all extremely expensive aura tricks, even if the jade is desperately moistening Dantian, but such a huge consumption, let him also wipe a sweat!

Liang Ming holds this crystal sword in his hand, has a slight trembling, the heart is just a mechanical repetition of a word, this goods is not a person, Zonglin school town treasure broken void seven swords can not break his technique!

Liang Ming tightly licked his lips, things have been forced to this point, it seems that the seventh cut is bound to be moved, but Liang Ming himself knows that his physical strength can only be exerted to the sixth cut, if the seventh beheading, if he forcibly cast the seventh cut, there will be a counter-eating, he does not know, when he fell to the ground, the Oriental Mo will not let him, but now he can not take so much, he is now a tiger, many people see it!

"Oriental ink, broken void sword Seventh sword, enjoy it!"Liang Ming's eyes flashed a decisive look, and the sword in his hand instantly changed into a crystal snake-like feeling, no longer a figure in the middle of the norm, but a variety of shapes, overwhelming.

Oriental ink heart is also constantly tightening, he can use the last is the sky, he really tightly held the hand in the lonely Fengding: "Nine Xuan decision, break the sky!"

Two people seem to see the other's plight and determination, even after the use of there will be counter-eating, but also care so much, all did their best!

“Bang!”The sound of a technique to collide is a dull sound, so that this large-scale void can not see the original appearance, the clatter is broken, the technique of two people almost spread to the whole of the fog mountain, no matter what the disciples or elders on the mountain of Zongfu are doing at this moment, in short, after this sound, everyone seems to have been assigned to the custom, suddenly did not play, because this match is too shocking, too much pressure!

Oriental Mo only feels that this trick of the Zonglin faction is not below the sharpness of the 54th type that he is now using, so that he truly realizes the strength of the Zonglin faction, this technique is because the person who is doing it is Liang Ming, he is not the realm of the emperor, if it becomes the cultivation of the North Hall Night to exercise, he only has to escape!

Because now, there have been small wounds cut by the sword front on his body, but because Jade invisible can be recovered in seconds!

However, what cannot be restored is the clothes that highlight the masterpiece of Liang Ming just now!

It is also because in the face of Liang Ming, Oriental Mo did not use his last trick to focus on the 45th, because it is not a wise choice if it is not a wise choice to bear what to eat now.

Liang Ming on the other side is definitely not better, the technique has been mostly resolved by the lone Fengding, but the three feet of the lone Fengding really show the boundless fierceness!

Especially this breakthrough trick, but also let countless attacks fall on Liang Ming, Liang Ming than the Oriental ink is more confused!

However, the two people only looked at each other, and Liang Ming's reaction began!

Liang Ming frowned and fell empty, lying on the ground, twitching, although there is nothing to eat in oriental ink, but the aura and energy are too much, but the spirit and energy are too much, but not much better, so the Oriental ink can not stand in the void, but also fell on the ground, a hand holding the ground, clothes with countless damage standing in place, the mouth of gas, and Liang Ming's state is completely different...