Dragon Vein Martial God

Jiang Ting almost fell down, looked back at Qianying and said, "elder martial sister Qianying, what are you doing?"

Qian Ying suddenly whispered in Jiang Ting's ear: "you are not allowed to win Jin Yansong!"

Jiang Ting is speechless. Qian Ying talks like this because he has Jin Yansong in his heart. But is it too much to talk to him like this?!

"Elder martial sister, what do you say?" Jiang Ting deliberately stops and stares at Qian Ying seriously.

Looking at Jiang Ting staring at himself, Qian Ying also said incoherently: "in a word, be careful. It doesn't matter who wins!" Qianying no longer looks at Jiangting.

Jiang ting with a faint smile, but also a foot pedal, the same posture light fly to the high platform.

On the opposite side of Jin Yansong, Jiang Ting gave Jin Yansong a faint smile and said, "so many people all hope that I can win you. Do they think I'm a good match for elder martial sister Qianying?" As soon as Jiang Ting came up, he poked Jin Yansong's pain.

Jin Yansong's face suddenly turned black, and he said in an angry voice, "cut the crap and do it!"

Jiang Ting smile, feet slightly step forward, the whole body of aura flow, has slowly raised his momentum.

Although Jin Yansong seems to be very cruel, he doesn't come up to suppress Jiang ting with his own authority. He just improves his aura and slowly brews an attack.

When Jiang Ting saw Jin Yansong like this, he had some ideas in his heart.

"Your cultivation is three levels lower than mine. You start first, and I'll go on!" As the first disciple of Xuanji Island, Jin Yansong also has his own pride. This sentence is neither too proud nor unpleasant to Jiang ting.

Jiang Ting strengthened his mind, arched his hand at Jin Yan and said, "in this case, elder martial brother Jin, younger martial brother has offended me!"

With these words, Jiang Ting held his hands flat, and his aura was flowing. Suddenly, a strange flame rose from his palm. Lianyang palm was condensed quickly. Soon, after nine times of refining, Lianyang palm became a fire snake.

"Go Jiang Ting suddenly pushes Lian Yang's palm out. On the high platform, two lines of fire appear in an instant and go straight to Jin Yansong.

Although Lian Yang Zhang is only a inferior skill of the Yellow level, Jiang Ting is no longer the cultivation at that time. If he uses Lian Yang Zhang again, his power is much more terrifying than before!

Jin Yansong watched the two flames of Jiang Ting attack him. He was not in a hurry. Suddenly, his clenched fist opened and turned into a palm. However, in the middle of Jin Yansong's palm, there was a boundless chill, which was quite different from Jiang Ting's Lianyang palm.

"Bang!"

The four palms of the two men met solidly.

Seeing that Jin Yansong raised his hand to meet him in this way, Jiang Ting did not dare to neglect him. His aura was flowing and he tried his best to urge Lian Yang Zhang. Jin Yansong also pushed his combat skills to the extreme.

Jin Yansong's hand is also the first combat skill he learned at the beginning, which is equivalent to Jiang Ting's combat skill.

The palms of the two people are not tightly attached, because of the strength, there is a small gap in the middle of the palms of the two people, and the afterwave sent out in the middle makes all the people under the high platform retreat a long distance.

Four eyes opposite, two people at the same time raised the corner of the lip, that is to praise each other, but also at the same time, removed his hand!

Turning back to his original position, the chaotic atmosphere on the high stage was calmer. Jiang Ting nodded at Jin Yansong and said, "elder martial brother Jin has extraordinary fighting power. Younger martial brother Jin will dare to ask for advice again!"

As soon as he spoke, Jiang Ting's aura was flowing again, and he said in a low voice, "Yu Qi becomes a sword!"

With the palm of his hand, the aura turned into a sword. Instead of coming up, it was the cloud turning sword technique, which he used step by step.

Jiang Ting did not regard this as a fight, but a real competition!

Although Jin Yansong and Jiang Ting didn't discuss anything, Jin Yansong had a tacit understanding and used another combat skill of his own. He clenched his fists and said: "ice into palm!"

Suddenly, a pair of cold iron claws appeared on the hand. With a slight movement, they were claw shadows with cold light!

"The sword goes to the wrong side!" The Lingqi sword in Jiangting's hand turned into ten thousand sword shadows in an instant, and rushed to Jin Yansong like a rainstorm.

Jin Yansong did not show any weakness, and his fists danced slightly, accompanied by his low roar: "cold claws all over the sky!" All over the sky with pale light claw shadow has come.

In the void, this time it's like fireworks. People's ears are full of popping sound. When Jiangting's sword shadow collides with Jin Yansong's claw shadow, they burst out one by one brilliance. That's the friction between the two people's auras. This move is still equal, because all the moves are resolved in the void!

"The sword asks the sky!"

"White tiger cold claw!"

When the shadow of Jiangting's sword suddenly converged and turned into a fierce sword technique, Jin Yansong also converged. His hands crossed, and the cold air on his hands seemed to meet, forming a white ball. With boundless fierce cold air, it was like the claws of a tiger!The two men's attack, no surprise, "bang" a collision together, so that the whole high platform are shaking up, Jiangting after all, three levels lower than Jin Yansong, this moment, revealed, Jiangting has some pressure!

However, Jin Yansong didn't rely on his cultivation to suppress him. He just pursed his lips and used his aura to motivate his fighting skills!

Seeing the two people's aura transformed into a sword, one claw touched one place. What shocked people was that this time, the two people's aura did not dissipate in an instant, but just stuck together!

Jin Yansong's claws obliquely grasped Jiangting's sword, and Jiangting's sword was not to be outdone, and obliquely blocked the white claw!

The consumption of aura in Dantian is terrible. Jin Yansong's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't withdraw his strength intentionally. Instead, he confronts Jiang Ting like this. He wants to see how long this boy can last!

Jiangting's blood is very special, because it absorbs so much aura. When the aura in Dantian is exhausted, the aura in the blood will automatically supplement, which makes Jiangting stick to it.

However, it is obvious that Jin Yansong's fighting skill has slowly suppressed Jiangting. Jiangting's sword is leaning towards Jiangting at a very slow speed!

Jiang Ting's eyebrows are tightly wrinkled. Can't he really compete with Jin Yansong?!

At this time, Jin Yansong suddenly spoke in a very low voice, which only two people could hear. Moreover, the content of this sentence shocked Jiang Ting, because what Jin Yansong said was: "Jiang Ting, if you want to give full play to your combat skills, you must have the ability to be strong when you meet strong!"

Jiang Ting suddenly widened his eyes, he had never heard such words, but at the moment, it was very appropriate!

Meet strong then strong, four words like the top, Jiang Ting suddenly realized what!

Body posture slightly low for a while, horse step firm firm, suddenly low roar: "open!"

The same is a sword to ask the sky, but this time, it let Jiang Ting play to a kind of extreme, a sudden explosion, unexpectedly all of a sudden put the spirit weapon sword down, Jin Yansong had some decline!

Jin Yansong can fight back. However, Jin Yansong nods his head with satisfaction at Jiang Ting's instant understanding, and the two men withdraw their fighting skills in a moment of tacit understanding

When he returned to his original position again, Jiang Ting was gasping, and Jin Yansong was sweating slightly. However, the two people were still not satisfied. This kind of competition was full of breath!

All of a sudden, Jin Yansong roared, and a blood vision suddenly appeared behind him. It was a blue swallow, like an ice sculpture. Jin Yansong had already stimulated his blood power!

Jiang Ting smile, heart read a move, behind the bloody snake also appeared!

"Wow..."

"It's really ice and fire!"

When I saw the strength of the two people's blood, all the people watching the scene expressed such feelings.

Jin Yansong has a deep understanding of the power of blood. With the power of divine consciousness, the blue swallow behind him suddenly dances. Even Jin Yansong's feeling seems to be flowing. His palms are separated, and the Golden Rooster stands on the stage independently, just like a blue swallow with ice and snow.

As early as in the fight with Yang Xia, Jiang Ting already understood the skill of integrating the power of divine consciousness into his blood, and the fire snake behind Jiang Ting also twisted!

Jin Yansong was a bit surprised by this scene, but soon he was relieved that people like Jiang Ting could understand it.

"Jiang Ting, you've got two skills. Use your weapons!" Under such circumstances, Jin Yansong said lightly.

Jiang Ting pauses for a moment. After a moment, Jiang Ting naturally doesn't want to use his weapons, because he's not sure about the grade of his seven unique magic swords. Even if he hurt Jin Yansong's weapons, it's not very good!

However, Jin Yansong, who was opposite, had already grasped it with his back hand, and a silver whip appeared in his hand. He trembled a little, and the clear sound sounded in the air. In front of him, there were silver lights, and the power of blood had been sent out through the silver lights, which was extremely fierce.

Jiang Ting had no choice but to turn his hand, and his seven unique magic sword appeared in his hand. The colorful light of the sword was like a burning flower, as if to devour everything!

Although Jiangting's weapons are sharper, after all, Jiangting's sword is a short weapon. When Jin Yansong's silver whip dances, it's like forming an array. The silver is shining and rolling towards Jiangting!