Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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"I understand." Ye Chen nodded, could not help but look sideways to the battle platform below.

On the stage, Ji Ningshuang still flicked this string, lingering around Yuxia, shrouded in divine color, like a fairy in the cold, far out of reach.

Looking away from Ji Ningshuang, he looked at the opposite Yang Bin.

As he expected, Yang Bin stood there stupidly, with tears in his eyes and a confused look. Perhaps he didn't even know that the spirit sword in his hand had fallen from his hand, even the magic weapon hanging from his head. Also lost gloss.

I don't know when Ji Ningshuang stopped, but the song of Jiuxiao is still in the sky.

Slowly, the three disciples woke up from immersion and looked at the platform in shock.

"What kind of music is this? It's too evil."

"It feels like a dream."

"Why am I crying?"

"Jiuyou Xianqu, this mysterious little baby girl, is not easy!" In nothingness, Donghuang said too heartily.

"Now the girl is going to go against God!" Below, the old man from Zhuge sighed, not forgetting to glance at Biyou beside him, "You lose to her, you won't lose, you are not in a level. "

Bi You pursed her lips, but was unwilling.

"Yu'er, now you know what it means to have someone outside the world!" Shangguan Bo Shangguan Bo glanced at Shangguan Yuer.

Ok! Shangguan Yuer nodded his head slightly, and most of his eyes were shocked.

On the high seat, Cheng Kun and others looked around the direction of Heng Yue Zong and Qing Yun Zong, and smiled quietly, "This is just a harp, which will make you upset, not to mention many other mysteries of Shuanger."

puff!

The four sides were surprised, and Yang Bin, who was standing stupidly on the battlefield, suddenly spit out blood, and the whole person was half-knelt on the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and the original disorder was eliminated to the extreme.

This scene is full of shock.

"This ... this mysterious body is not ordinary strong! Dengheng Hengyue Zhenzhuan seventh, even if he did not even make a move, he lost."

"That weird piano is too evil!"

"Look, let's just say it! It's just a round." In nothingness, Dong Huang lay lazily on the seat too lazily, and said he did not forget to glance at the side of Fuya with interest.

"It's still too small to look at her." Fu Ya shuddered at his beard.

"She let me see the three hopes of unification." On the one side, Xuan Chen, who had not spoken for a long time, rarely showed a smile. "In the near future, Da Chu Xuanzong will surely usher in glory again."

Below, Yang Bin has been taken back to the seat of Heng Yuezong.

Yang Bin was still pale, and somewhat unconscious, and sometimes there were two lines of tears across his cheeks.

"The soul was wounded." Chu Linger pointed at Yang Bin's eyebrows, helping Yang Bin to dispel the trace of strange power that lingered on his soul.

"Uncle's meaning, that Ji Ningshuang's tune is a secret technique against soul attack?" Situ Nan looked at Chu Linger tentatively.

Chu Linger nodded while he healed Yang Bin. "He is just a spectator and will lose heart when he listens to that tune, not to mention Yang Bin. We should be glad that Ji Ningshuang didn't scare his hand, otherwise a tune sounded Is enough to allow Yang Bin to do everything he can. "

As soon as this remark was made, Situ Nan and others took a breath of air.

On the other side, Ji Ningshuang has returned to her seat under the attention of everyone. From beginning to end, she never said a word, covering her face and looking indifferent, as if the disturbances in the world would not make her mood ripple.

"I don't know if I will face you, I will have a chance of winning." Looking quietly at Ji Ningshuang, Ye Chen's eyes became uncertain.

The strength of Ji Ningshuang is far beyond his expectation. His contemporaries can only give him such pressure, and only his former lover. He has a feeling that these three big comparisons will surely be on the battlefield. Meet.

"What are you thinking." Chu Xuan'er put Jade's hand on his side.

"Nothing." Ye Chen smiled slightly.

With a sound of harp, the audience was still interested.

On the side of Heng Yuezong, Nie Feng, who is the second true biography, has risen, and Zhou Ao, the first true biography disciple of Qingyun Zong, has risen immediately. The next battle will be a confrontation between them.

In the spotlight, the two stood up, Zhou Ao looked playful, but he was not looking at Nie Feng, but glanced at Liu Yi who was still in his seat. As the first true biography of Qingyun, Heng Yuezong could let him The only thing that matters is Liu Yi, the first true story.

"Liu Yi is half-dead, it seems that it is you that Heng Yue Zong is supporting the scene." With a smile on the screen, Zhou Ao turned his eyes on Nie Feng.

Nie Feng said nothing, looked indifferent, and stood quietly on the battlefield, like a statue, but the breath in his body was rising rapidly, and the temperament of the whole person was like a sharp sword about to come out.

"You're a long way off." Zhou Ao sneered, and his breath climbed at the same time, and an unusually overbearing air had covered his whole body, condensing into an armor.

"Yo, congenital qi." Seeing the suffocating armor of Zhou Ao, Donghuang Taixin in the void could not help but glance at him, and said that he did not forget to glance at Xuanchen on the side, "Xuanchen, this secret method" You are no stranger! "

Hearing that, Xuanchen sighed secretly, "He should be the descendant of the second disciple Guanglong."

"At this age, you can transform the qi and qi armor, no wonder you can be the first true disciple of Qingyun." On the side, Fu Ya froze his beard.

lb! boom!

As the three talked, the battle below had begun.

Nie Feng, who burst into the peak of momentum, is really like an out-of-the-box killing sword.

On the opposite side, Zhou Ao was even more imposing, with a majestic atmosphere, and he had faintly overpowered Nie Feng.

Both were the leading true disciples in their respective sects, and they both possessed many secret methods. From the moment they opened, the brilliant mysticism enveloped the entire battlefield and attracted the attention of the Quartet spectators.

On the seat, Ye Chen faintly opened the eyes of Xianlun again, and his eyes were twitched more than once, staring at the stern armor of Zhou Ao.

"That weird armor isn't really strong!" Murmured Ye Chen. "Brother Nie Feng's sword is unmatched, but every time he can only rub sparks on that suffocating armor."

"That was congenital qi." On the side, Chu Xuaner seemed to know Ye Chen's doubts, and said something leisurely.

"What mystery is this secret method." Ye Chen could not help looking at Chu Xuan'er.

"This is a mystery of internal and external training. The so-called congenital qi is the qi that is just to the yang, the energy to lift the bones, the essence of power and energy, and it is almost tempered to become masculine." Chu Xuan'er slowly said, "Although congenital qi is also qi, it is far different from true qi and spiritual power. It is more pure. It lifts the body and protects the Vajra. It is the superior secret method of defense mysticism. Disciple, Zhou Ao's attack may not be the strongest, but his defense is recognized first. Naturally, the body of the mysterious spirit is not included in this list. "

"Master, you seem to know this congenital suffocation."

Chu Xuan'er smiled slightly. "When I was traveling in the clouds, I heard one or two of Yinshi's predecessors say nothing more than fur."

"Then you didn't try to cultivate?" Ye Chen smiled.

Chu Xuan'er shook his head slightly, "Congenital suffocation to the solstice is inconsistent with my skill, and this secret method is best practiced by men and women, not only for their use but also for their injuries."

"So it is," Ye Chen said, looking at the battle platform again.