Divine Master Soaring The Heavens

At this time, Huo Sha turned his eyes to Mu Pingwei and said: "there is no wild animal feature on the body surface. Are you a human race? How can you be with this wild animal cub?"

Mupingwei's face turns white. She has heard of huosha's style. There is no saying of good people in Xiangma group.

If huosha wants to deal with the sword, he can't let himself go.

Can see Mu Ping Wei's panic, sword matchless smile, way: "don't be afraid, will be OK."

"Son of a bitch, I'll let you have a look. It's impossible for you to touch me any more if you don't want to die!"

There was a fierce light in huosha's eyes.

"Don't waste time."

Jian Wushuang shakes his head. On his right hand, the blue finger shines brightly. A door is open, as if connecting with another space.

A young man came out, followed by a lovely girl. The young man took a look at huosha and said, "a warrior of the human race in the spiritual realm specially called me to do it?"

"I have no choice but to keep you in trouble."

Lian Mao nodded and said, "I'm sure I'll do something for you. What should I do with this man?"

"Grab it and throw it into the palace."

Sword matchless, no hesitation way.

"No!"

Huo Sha stares at Lian Mao for a long time, and finally determines that it's not the bluff of Jian Wushuang. He can't understand Lian Mao. Most likely, it's the battle power of zhuanyuanjing.

"Run away!"

Huo Sha was so scared that he stamped hard on the ground with the sole of his foot. Xu Yuan was moving. He swept away from behind and didn't dare to stay for a moment.

The fighting power of zhuanyuanjing was not something he could rival. There was only one word left in his mind - escape!

"It's too late!"

As soon as Zhenyuan showed up, his speed immediately soared, and the late comer came first and appeared directly in front of huosha.

"Go to hell!"

Huo Sha gritted his teeth and smashed the air with one blow. With a sharp sound, he rushed to Lian Mao.

Lian Mao turned a blind eye and still grasped huosha's neck.

"Bang!"

Huosha hit Lian Mao's chest with one blow. The real yuan of body protection seemed to fluctuate for a moment, which completely offset huosha's attack.

And Lian Mao's palm directly grasps huosha's back neck, and immediately throws huosha into the array house.

"Strong!"

The sword raises its thumb.

"It's just the fighting power of the spirit and emptiness."

Lian Mao shakes his head and defeats huosha, who is in a spiritual void, but he doesn't feel so glorious.

"They are..."

When Lian Mao and Lian Xiaomiao return to the temple again, Mu Pingwei asks in surprise.

What's more, mupingwei can't figure out where they came from, the blue gate and the connection.

"All my friends."

I'm not going to explain it in detail. Jian Wushuang just said one thing.

After entering the array house, Huo Sha naturally didn't want to come out easily. Jian Wushuang breathed out. It seems that the choice to win over Lian Mao before was very wise. With Lian Mao, for example, the danger like today can be easily solved.

Jian Wushuang's plan to deal with huosha is to use the old method - controlling soul slave.

But now Mu Ping Wei is on one side, but she is not in a hurry. Let's send her back to the county city first.

Lingxiao Pavilion in county city.

Zhaobi square.

Ma Heng became angry when he stepped on the sole of his foot. The real Qi gathered all over his body, and the air roared. His whole body turned into a black lightning and rushed to the sword.

Sword peeps out. Ma Heng is only the first-order combat power of Huazhen realm. Although his cultivation is just innate limit, he has a 100% chance of winning in the face of Ma Heng.

This Ma Heng takes the initiative to fight against himself. He can only lose earlier!

Dynamic and static mood display!

The shape of the body suddenly became uncertain and elusive.

Move!

Now the unique inch move of the sword has already reached the level of perfection. As soon as the sole of the foot moves, the body shape disappears in the same place like a phantom, and the dynamic and static mood is almost like a ghost.

"Crack the cloud!"

Sword matchless right hand four fingers together, condensed into a palm knife, a congenital internal force poured into the palm knife, the air was cut hiss.

This is a Chinese martial art skill learned from Lingxiao Pavilion. Now it can be used preliminarily.

"Black meteorite blows to kill!"

The black ball in maheng's palm turns round like a little extreme black light.

"Boom!"

There was a shaking of the sword, and there was no momentum in the attack.

The sword is matchless. Now there are four elixir fields in the body, which are equivalent to four breath. It can contain four sections of force in one move. If you are caught off guard, you will suffer losses.Ma Heng was flushed into his body by a series of breath, including extremely cold breath, sticky breath like blood, paralyzing toxin breath and boiling hot flame breath.

For a moment, Ma Heng's breath was disordered, and he couldn't get up in one breath. He spurted a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.

The crowd was shocked for a moment, and the sword was unparalleled. It was incredible that a warrior with innate cultivation defeated Ma Heng at the first level of Huazhen realm.

But they soon woke up and cheered one by one.

The sword is matchless. It represents them to fight in Lingxiao Pavilion, which severely frustrates the face of Tianji sect. This challenge arena was turned over by it in the first round!

"This is the end of our challenge arena in Lingxiao Pavilion! Put it again, and your face will swell! "

Around the square, the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion sneered loudly.

In the Tianji sect's disciple camp, Webb and others were also confused. Ma Heng lost, and he lost to a warrior in a congenital state. What's the matter!

"I don't know what Ma Heng is up to. He lost to a congenital warrior who doesn't even have the real Qi in his body. It doesn't matter if he loses face. The key is to lose the face of our whole Tianji sect. Damn it! Boog, I'll take it this time! "

A young man with acne on his face volunteered to speak of Ma Heng with anger and disdain.

"Qi Zhe, let's do it this time. Don't make the same mistake as Ma Heng!"

Webb thought and nodded.

He is quite confident in Qi Zhe and obviously believes that he is more reliable than Ma Heng.

"Don't worry, Boog. How can I lose to a congenital warrior like Ma Heng? I'm ashamed of him!"

Hum, he walked to the challenge arena with scorn, "what's your name? Let me meet you! "

Originally, after defeating Ma Heng, Jian Wushuang wanted to end. But at this moment, when he heard Qi Zhe's provocation, Jian Wushuang picked his eyebrows and simply couldn't go on. He said, "how many scum do you have from Tianji sect? Let's come up together! Save me a lesson! "

"What the hell are you talking about! Don't think you can be arrogant if you beat Ma Heng. Ma Heng is in the middle of our Tianji sect. You can't beat him. Do you understand? "

Qi zhe raised his chin and looked at the sword with disdain.