I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Jianba raised his eyes slightly, and in the distance, five people with different clothes gathered from various areas)
There were hundreds of people in Wuyangyang, abruptly breaking through the oppressive circle lined up by the Bajian Club.

His eyes swept across the leaders one by one, and his flat eyes finally fell on Xiang Heng.

Seeing this group of people approaching, he raised his eyelids.

"Yes? Sit down."

He motioned to his subordinates, engraved with a member of the Bajian Society, and moved a Taishi chair.

"It must."

Xiang Heng refused, his eyes paused for a while on Jianba, and he couldn't help turning to the opponent's side.

Jianba placed a total of three grand master chairs, one of which the other party was sitting on, and a new one was brought for him, and the last one had a pitch-black coffin leaning on it.

The coffin is leaning against the chair, at first glance, it looks like a person is sitting on it.

No one knew what was placed in this coffin, only that Jianba would carry it with him every time he went out, no matter where he went.

"Thinking about it these days, how is it?"

Jian Ba ​​spoke with undisguised arrogance in his tone, full of condescension.

Xiang Heng didn't say a word, he clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, and his knuckles turned white under the force.

It was undoubtedly a fatal blow to their alliance, but since the matter had already happened, no matter how upset they were, it would be useless.

He didn't answer Jianba's words, but said coldly:
"As far as I know, not only our Kendo Institute, but also some other branches are carrying out the same unified action as your Bajian Club. I don't think this can be justified because of a strong heart."

"I don't care about these..." Jianba shrugged, "I only know that if I can integrate the resources of the clubs of the first academy, I may not have the opportunity to step into the ranks of the ten heroes of Tianshu before I graduate. Scenery."

His feet on the grand master chair were slowly lowered, his elbows rested on his knees, overlapping each other, and pushed his chin up.

Looking up at Xiang Heng a dozen steps away, a hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded like iron scraping:
"There is no need to say these things, I just want to get a reply from you today.

Do you accept or decline the invitation from the Bajian Society? "

"Then there's no need to ask?
Even if you ask ten or a hundred times, you will only get the same answer! "

A cold snort came from the alliance side, and the person who spoke was President Liu of the Baihe Sword Club with the most violent temper.

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a burst of harmony.

"[One Qi Sword] Liu Miao?"

Jianba looked sideways slightly.

"Hey, I didn't expect the president of the dignified Bajian Club to have heard of me?"

Liu Miao was delighted at the time.

He was careless, but he didn't notice a cold light flashed in Jian Ba's eyes.

Not far away, Fang Qingran, who was in the formation of the Shifang Sword Club, changed his face slightly. Just as he turned his gaze away, Liu Miao's voice stopped abruptly, and there was a commotion in the direction of the Baihe Sword Club.

"...ho ho..."

Liu Miao's eyes popped out, and he grabbed his neck tightly with his hands, his red face gradually turned into a suffocated livid color.

At some point, a small dark green snake wrapped itself around his body, crawled up his legs from his trousers to his neck, and strangled him tightly.

"Liu Miao!"

It was only then that Xiang came to his senses and glared at Jian Ba ​​angrily.

In this look, there is anger and anxiety, but more, there is still a touch of fear. …

He couldn't even see when this guy made a move under his nose.

He didn't say much, he knew that any words would be powerless at this moment, and he turned around and wanted to go back to rescue.

At that moment, Jian Ba ​​Dan snapped his fingers.

Snapped!
With a sound of snapping fingers, the little snake tightly wrapped around Liu Miao's neck opened its mouth, revealing two gleaming fangs, spit out a slender sword, and stabbed at the opponent's neck.

The moment he was about to be stabbed, a piece of soap that became a bit round was thrown from the stab.

The moment the soap touched the little snake, the dark green little snake seemed to feel some great terror, and the spirituality in the snake boy dissipated instantly, and the whole body of the snake
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In the struggle for fly ash, not even a bit of slag is left.

The whole process lasted less than half a second, almost to the extreme.

Before most people could react, the small round of confrontation was over.

pat.

The soap fell on the ground, and Miao, who recovered from the suffocation, gasped heavily, her child's hole tightened, and she no longer had the high spirits just now.

He cast a grateful look in the direction of Shifang Sword Club.

If there was no one over there to lend a helping hand, he would probably be strangled to such a degree that he would lose his combat effectiveness before he started fighting.

Unfortunately, due to the sudden incident, he couldn't see which one from the Shifang Sword Club came to help.

However, after the end, you should be able to know the identity of the other party, and it will not be too late to say thank you at that time.

Intent to rush back for rescue, Xiang Heng paused, his anxious expression gradually turned into a strange one, and when he saw the dark-faced Sword Tyrant, the corners of his mouth gradually showed a tendency to become unstoppable.

The look on Jianba's face dissipated a little, and he swallowed back the words he had prepared.

"When I'm talking to President Xiang, please don't interrupt.

This is a warning, designed to remind you, in the face of stronger people who can easily solve you, it is best to always keep your own humbleness in mind. "

When these two quotations were about to be uttered, he had already thought about what pose he should pose, but a broken soap popped out halfway!

What the hell is this!
What surprised him the most was that this piece of soap, which looked ordinary and had traces of use on the surface, was like an eraser, obliterating his attack.

This unscientific!

For a while, there was no more voice, and the atmosphere became extraordinarily dignified.

In this dignified and depressing atmosphere, a young man who was waiting for battle suddenly patted on the shoulder.

He was startled, turned his head, and found the boy in a bathrobe, smiled friendlyly, leaned into his ear, and whispered a few words.

He scratched his head in doubt, but out of trust, he patted the shoulder of the fellow member on the other side of him, and whispered:

"Please send a message, and say to help pick up the soap."

As he said, he gestured to Fang Qingran)
"Brother Fang wants it."

"Brother Fang wants soap"

Another good brother nodded his head half-understood, and patted the shoulder next door to him.

The news spread farther and farther, but for some reason, when it spread to the back, the two people who passed it often looked at each other and smiled, and their old faces blushed. …

Seeing the news spread, Fang Qingran was relieved to focus on Jianba himself again.

During his steady breathing, he seemed to hear his own slightly accelerated heartbeat.

According to his observation, the president should be the only number two master in the league. However, such a high-ranking club leader couldn't even respond in time when facing the sword bully's attack.

The president of this domineering society is indeed very powerful. If anyone feels underestimated, he will definitely pay a heavy price.

This tyrannical strength is undoubtedly the confidence that the opponent dares to act here today.

"Xiang She, I thought you were gone. No wonder you still insist on this and don't give up. It turns out that you still held a hidden card."

Jianba let out a chuckle:
"However, I will let you know in a moment that no matter what hole cards are in terms of absolute strength, they are meaningless and vulnerable."

After clapping their hands, everyone in the Bajian Club shouted loudly, and they all took a step forward.

The sound was like thunder, and everyone was startled, and the scene became more and more tense.

"It's useless to talk more..." Seeing this scene, Xiang Heng smiled silently, "I also have this idea!"

In the end, he stared deeply at Jian Ba's eyes, and he returned to the alliance camp.

"Get ready!"

Martial arts and martial arts, no matter how extravagant the words are, in the end it depends on the skills of the hands to decide who speaks more reasonable.

Fang Qingran took the soap that was passed all the way back from the Baihe Sword Club area, bumped it twice, and disappeared in the palm of his hand in an instant, and there was the sound of two punches.

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"No matter who is able to defeat any club president of the alliance, the internal resource allocation level will be raised by three levels!"

Jianba stabilized the grand master's chair, and as his words fell, everyone on the side of Bajianshe looked like hungry old wolves, with green eyes shining.

"Zhu, shine your sword."

Xiang Heng, Fang Qingran, Qiao Tingzhu, and several presidents looked at each other, and he drew out his long sword first, and took the lead.

The spiritual fire of Guangzhu's limit erupted with all its strength, and in the blink of an eye, the three people who rushed through the Bajian Society in the front, paused slightly, and flung away the blood drops on the edge of the sword.

Greedy-faced members of the Bajian Society surrounded him one after another. With a loud smile, he raised his sword and approached Jianba who was still sitting motionless on the grand master's chair.

"Jian Ba, what's the point of hiding behind, do you dare to stand up and fight me?"

The rest of the presidents closely followed his steps and formed a small formation, like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the heart of the center of the Bajian Society.

"Shi Buddha's feet, learned to master a sword array that advances and retreats at the same time, is this the confidence you dare to challenge again?"

The sword leaned sideways on the grand master's armrest, with disdain on his face:

"If you can rush to my side, I will play with you."

Everyone in the Sword Club who received the reward dance gathered around, Xiang Heng was the first, and while waving the long sword, Yu blocked the members of the Sword Club on his body, and no one could make more than one round.

In just ten breaths, a group of people forming a sword array approached the area where Ba was, and cheered towards the president of Lujian Club:

"The sword array is really powerful, maybe we can take down this sword tyrant in one breath!"…

"If my ten-direction sword array can reach the most perfect state, theoretically, it can pass through ten transcendents with the limit of candles, and temporarily compete against the flame realm without falling behind!"

Xiang Heng couldn't help feeling a little proud that his sword array was affirmed by others.

"Unfortunately, Brother Fang arrived too late. If he could have been found a few days earlier, he could also practice with us and form a preliminary cooperation before the club meeting begins."

As his mind turned, he glanced at the young man on the battlefield from the corner of his eye.

The opponent is quickly sweeping the battlefield, as long as it is the area he passes by, the alliance side will basically turn from a somewhat embarrassing disadvantage to an absolute advantage.

For this reason, some people from the Bajian Club also followed him, and several high-ranking transcendents surrounded him)
Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but sweat slightly for Fang Xuedi.

Although Qiao Xuemei swears that the opponent's strength is weaker than the limit of light, after all, she has never seen it with her own eyes, and his heart is still a little bit suspended in mid-air, without real feeling.

"Obviously he is the defeated general, but he still dares to be distracted when he is about to face me. This will make people feel a little annoyed."

A cold voice came from far away in his ears, and he shrank towards Hengtong Kong, forcing himself to return to his senses and concentrate.

At this time, their sword formation had already broken out of the layers of encirclement of Ba Jian Society.

Ten steps ahead, Jian Ba ​​was sitting alone.

Seeing the faint disdain still hanging from the corner of the other party's mouth, he still couldn't help but burst into a hot anger.

At this moment, the accumulated anger turned into bundles of firewood, making the spiritual fire in the body even more intense.

The final form? The sword destroys the ten directions!kill!

The long sword infused with a large amount of spiritual fire pierced through the wind barrier, and the tip of the sword trembled, sending out a series of ear-piercing screams.

The remaining distance between him and the sword bully is not much different from that of no candle to the limit of the candle. With one step across, he stabs away with his sword.

Three steps, two steps, one step...

The tip of the sword pierced straight into Jianba's chest. At this moment, Xiang Heng couldn't help feeling unreal that the victory came too suddenly.

Sword Tyrant, who tormented them for several days and nights, tossing and turning, is it easy to be a dog?
His move was indeed fast enough to break through the limit, but it still didn't feel to the point where a successful transcendent couldn't even react.

"I win!"

Qiao Tingzhu opened her beautiful eyes wide, and after a moment of disbelief, the corners of her eyes and brows were filled with joy.

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Right! "

Xiang Heng stared fixedly at the sword tyrant who had been pierced through his chest. He tried to draw out his sword, but it seemed to be deeply stuck in it, unable to move at all.

In the next moment, his hole suddenly shrunk to the size of a needle tip, and a ray of chill went straight from the tailbone to the spirit.

Sword Tyrant held the blade slowly with his hand, raised his face and showed a creepy smile.

Under the black hood, a small dark green snake swam out, and Jianba's whole body was like a shriveled balloon, deflated madly.

Xiang Heng took a closer look and saw that the hand holding the sword still had human skin inside.

This is basically a puppet hand made up of metal and wood parts!
"Not good, we have wrapped the snake group!"

The president of the Chaolu Sword Club who was traveling with him let out an exclamation, and a slightly hoarse laughter came from the wooden coffin on the other side of the Taishi chair.

"It's over, to the president.

Your sword formation, I admit that if you face it directly, it is a little difficult to deal with, but it can only go so far.

Thousands of snakes strangled! "

Small dark green snakes rolled into mountains in all directions, covering Xiang Heng and the others like tsunami waves covering the sky and the sun.

His roar was gradually swallowed up by the overlapping hisses of Snake Mountain, and the Bajian Society and the Resistance Alliance, who were fighting each other, stopped their movements in unison, staring at this scene in a daze)
The tide of snakes subsided, and Xiang Heng and others reappeared in front of everyone with bruises all over their bodies.

In the dead silence, the lid of the coffin was slowly removed a small crack, and a pale palm that had not seen the sun for many years stuck out.

With the opening of the black coffin, a conceited and indifferent voice spread far and wide:

"Who else?"

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