Dragon Vein Martial God

Jiang Ting didn't care about the move of green bamboo's body to block his sight. Instead, he asked the leader of Juque gate.

Fan Bowen looked away reluctantly and said, "well, Hong Shengxin, just remember his appearance. Don't look at him too much. He is very competitive and powerful. I'm afraid it will be very troublesome if he stares at him."

He was referring to a man who looked rebellious, with a scar between his eyes and nose.

Jiang Ting looks at it and feels that Hong Shengxin seems to be fighting fiercely... Well, he should be a mad dog or something. If he takes over Liang Zi, he must be constantly looking for trouble.

However, they seem to underestimate Hong Shengxin.

The three people's eyes just looked in the past, Hong Shengxin felt something and looked at them in an instant.

After seeing the three people's appearance clearly, the corners of the mouth show disdain... Then the thumb and fingers slowly rise, slowly draw in the neck, make the appearance of wiping the neck, and the eyes also show sarcasm.

Be provoked, green bamboo instant impatient: "seek death!"

"Don't make trouble." Fan Bowen said anxiously.

Green bamboo more and more impatient: "what to be afraid of, Jiang Ting's strength will not be weaker than him."

Jiang Ting suddenly became a headache... He knew why Lvzhu was like this. It should be that fan Bowen constantly introduced the leader, which made Lvzhu a little angry that he was belittled.

After all, in green bamboo's view, if Jiang Ting goes to the outer gate competition, with Jiang Ting's strength, even if he can't win the first prize, he won't necessarily be weaker than the first prize.

Although Jiang Ting doesn't think he will lose to those leaders... He just wants to practice quietly. He is over the age of fighting.

Hong Shengxin suddenly sneered: "you don't agree?"

That laughter, under the blessing of mana, although not big, also spread here.

Suddenly, the five disciples who were still whispering, the other four leaders who were chatting or resting with Taoist Qingfeng... All of them looked at Hong Shengxin and Jiang ting.

Many disciples, eyes are with the look of watching.

Taoist Qingfeng and the other four strong men have deep eyes and can't see any emotion... It's not that they don't have any emotion. It's just that the cultivation of Jiang ting and others is too low. Their eyes don't have time to see the flash of emotion in the eyes of the strong men.

Not to mention, such as Qingfeng daoren and others, who are strong enough to be happy and angry, why not?

Seeing this, Jiang Ting sighed in his heart, but his face was calm: "are you going to have a fight?"

Between the words, twelve serial blades began to fly quietly, bringing a radiance... Well, after the scorching sun desert, he practiced for more than half a year. He not only entered the Ninth level of Qi refining, but also made great progress in his mind.

Now it's not difficult to control twelve serial blades... If he is willing to force his mind and mana, after paying some price, he can directly push the mother blade and control eighteen blades to attack and kill at the same time.

More than half a year, nearly a year of precipitation, his progress is extremely huge.

It's not that Jiang Ting wants to fight Hong Shengxin at the moment, but that he has to fight... Facing the disciples of Juque gate, as a disciple of zishuang gate, he has to protect the face of zishuang gate.

In the valley of collecting herbs, is it not the face between several sects that we are fighting for?

He really felt that he retreated, perhaps taking advantage of his own heart, but he offended the high-level of zishuangmen. Even now, the leader of Qingfeng Taoist had other thoughts and even was not happy.

Hong Shengxin licked his lips and walked out of the crowd with ferocity: "a nobody dares to be arrogant, who gives you the courage?"

"I'm afraid you won't make it." Jiang Ting's eyes flashed cold.

It seems that before entering the medicine picking Valley, there will be a fight... If Hong Shengxin's strength is really bad, he doesn't mind exposing the mysterious dragon gun and killing Hong Shengxin.

It's better to kill the person who borrowed the enemy as soon as possible.

Just when Jiang Ting was ready to fight.

"It's said that Hong Daoyou is the leader of the gate outside the Juque gate. I don't mind learning from him." With the cold voice, a figure suddenly jumped out.

Jiang Ting, who is just ready to fight, has an instant eyebrow... Sikou, the leader of zishuangmen.

He doesn't have half a friendship with Sikou. How can he stand out for him?

As soon as his mind turned, Jiang Ting reflected that although his strength was strong, not many people knew it. Sikou and he had no friendship, so naturally they would not know it.

At the same time, for the sake of zishuang's face, many sect disciples gathered here at the moment, so Sikou couldn't see Jiang Ting "defeated" in Hong Shengxin's hands.

So, no matter what Sikou thought in his heart, he had to come out at the moment.

Hong Shengxin's eyes suddenly narrowed as he stepped forward, and he was afraid: "Sikou..."

It's hard to predict the outcome of a fight between the chief and the chief.

Do you want to play?

He is willing to bully Jiang Ting, but he is not willing to fight with the leader of zishuangmen at the moment... If an opponent with the same strength starts to fight, it is likely that both sides will lose.

Now it's time to enter the medicine picking valley. If it's really a fight, it won't do any good to either of them.

In his mind, Hong Shengxin has stopped.

And Sikou, who was standing in front of Jiangting, didn't move on because

What Hong Shengxin can think of, and Sikou can also think of, is that no one wants to get hurt for no reason, so that other sects can take advantage of the valley.

It's just that when they talk to this point, it's obviously impossible for them to retreat suddenly, unless there are other external forces involved.

Some of their careful thinking, leading the strong, naturally can think of.

Therefore, the eyes of the strong man in the gate of Juque were cold: "the medicine collecting Valley has not been opened yet. What's good for fighting? Go back

"You too. Go back." Qingfeng Taoist also scolded slowly.

"If elder Shentu hadn't opened the golden gate, I'd like to show you the means of my Tuque gate." Hong Shengxin sneers at Sikou.

Sikou also sneered: "Juque gate? Hum, if elder Qingfeng didn't allow me, I'll abolish you now. You dare to talk in front of zishuang gate! "

Two people each put the cruel words, each returned to the crowd.

Fan Bowen shook his head with discontent: "I thought I was going to have a fight."

"I haven't entered the valley yet. It's no good fighting now."

After a pause, Jiang Ting said: "green bamboo, let's keep a low profile until we get into the medicine picking valley. If we don't, it's no good to be besieged because of the public anger."

"I'll listen to you." Green bamboo nods.

Waiting, waiting, half an hour passed.

Not long after that, a flying boat came across the sky.

Fan Bowen immediately raised his head: "the black feather pavilion has finally come."

Heiyu Pavilion... Jiang Ting also looked at it, but his mood was not calm.

Is the secret Qi skill the proud magic of Heiyu pavilion?

When the boat fell, the strong man led by Heiyu Pavilion left the boat first... He was an old man with a dark face.