Dragon Vein Martial God

Hearing Yu Zheng's rebuttal, Jiang Ting only felt a headache... In fact, he didn't want to pay attention to Yu Zheng's rebuttal.

But if you really don't help... What should these people do if they go to senior one after they return to zongmen?

Unless he can kill these people!

Without any grudges, Yu Zheng would be a little embarrassed if he didn't do it.

Hong Shengxin sneered, but did not refute.

"You see, elder martial brother, he admitted it." Yu Zheng is very happy.

Hong Shengxin said mercilessly: "pathetic waste... Daoyou, do you believe it?"

"Then, will you take a siege?" Jiang Ting didn't like it.

Hong Shengxin looked at him for a while, and his eyes showed a pity: "it's a fake to say that you don't want to do it. It's a pity... I've heard of the effect of Liufeng boots. If you don't want to, Taoist brother, there are many younger martial brothers here, but I'm not half confident that I can keep you."

Liufeng boots can increase the speed of Jiangting by 30% even if they don't use mana and mind control... As Hong Shengxin said, unless Jiangting is willing to fight, no one will stay in Jiangting this time.

Want to stay Jiangting

Either encircle Jiang Ting ahead of time and force him to fight, or enter places like caves where there are obstacles at the end.

Yu Zheng and others realized that something was wrong and forced a smile: "elder martial brother Jiang?"

Jiang Ting glanced back and said, "since my younger martial brothers want to go in, what do you think of Hong Daoyou?"

Hong Shengxin's eyes suddenly began to twinkle... Since the speed of picking purple pineapple fruit behind the inner layer is related to the number of people, Jiang Ting's words are all right in his eyes. After all, he can't win the gate of his Juque.

But if you take those purple frost disciples in... Now Yu Zheng and others add up, there are four.

After pondering for a while, Hong Shengxin suddenly grabs the sword: "Daoyou wants others to go in. Hong doesn't mind giving Daoyou face... However, he always needs to speak with strength."

"Fight me... Are you sure?" Jiang Tingxin read a move, ten blade began to fly.

The inner layer is not safe, although I don't know how many of them have built the base... No matter how many, people like Hong Shengxin must know that there are monsters in the base.

So, does he really dare to fight with Jiang Ting, and then take this kind of injury into the inner layer?

"I dare not fight. Hong just wants to see the strength of Daoyou... A move."

After a pause, Hong Shengxin licked his lips: "regardless of the outcome, after a move, those wastes, I let them in."

Huh? No matter the end?

The mind slightly revolves, Jiang Ting responds... Hong Shengxin's fear comes from his beheading Qi Hong.

Hong Shengxin, who is afraid, doesn't know Jiang Ting's strength. Therefore, Hong Shengxin wants to determine his strength through collision... If his strength is low, he or zishuang's disciples will not survive.

And if the strength is high... As he said, enter the inner layer together, otherwise what else?

I'm afraid that since five days ago, Hong Shengxin has been trying to make a trial, but he is worried that it will turn into a fight.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting's face became indifferent: "Jiang also wants to learn the strength of hongdaoyou, please."

With a flash of light, there are two blades flying.

Within the limits of his body, he can control twelve blades!

Hong Shengxin smiles and suddenly reaches out to the ground.

The huge sword on the ground is flying out of thin air.

Then Hong Shengxin pointed his finger at Jiang Ting..... The sword trembled slightly and broke the sky with golden light.

Jiang Ting didn't make any movement. His mind turned slightly, and twelve blades rushed towards the sword.

After a breath.

"Ding..." the first blade hit the sword, and the sparks were everywhere.

With a slight tremor, the sword flew the blade, and its speed was slowed down by about 30%.

"Well?" Hong Shengxin's face suddenly sank.

Then, the second, the third

In a short moment, six blades hit the sword.

Although the sword knocked down all the sub blades, it could knock down six sub blades in succession. The golden light of the sword dissipated and it lost the ability to attack continuously.

The seventh blade goes away... The two collide, the blade falls to the ground powerlessly, and the sword also loses all its strength.

However, this is not the end. The remaining five blades are still fighting with arc. The target is Hong Shengxin.

Jiang Ting even whispered: "it's impolite to come but not to go."

Hong Shengxin's eyes are even more gloomy.

However, his action was not slow, and he waved quickly.

The sword flashed slightly, and returned to Hong Shengxin's hand more than three times faster than the blade. Then he stood the sword horizontally in front of him.

Seeing this, Jiang Ting's mood suddenly flashed a little emotion... If he suddenly changed the attack position of Zi blade at the moment, could he chop Hong Shengxin to death directly?

If Hong Shengxin, the intractable leader, can be killed, there are many disciples left in Juque sect, but this place is empty. Relying on the speed brought by Liufeng boots, he can slowly kill all the others!

With this, a big deal!

Idea, very attractive!

With a twinkle in his eyes, Jiang Ting still gave up the tempting idea... Hong Shengxin just used his giant sword, but he didn't use any other means. Who knows what other means he has hidden?

There's no need to tear your face.

With this idea, the direction of the blade will not change.

"Ding Ding..." with a clear voice, five blades hit the body of the sword one after another.

Hong Shengxin is still standing in the same place, did not retreat.

The blade flashed from the ground and returned to the body of Jiangting.

"Daoyou's strength is really extraordinary. I admire it." Hong Shengxin clasped his fist slightly, but his eyes were dark and heavy.

Although it was just a collision, he was absolutely sure that unless Jiang Ting fought with him, he would not be able to kill Jiang ting with flowing boots.

The area that the north gate can enjoy alone is now divided out of thin air.

"It's just a path." Jiang Ting smiles and sits down on the spot.

When Hong Shengxin saw this, his eyes picked: "Daoyou, what is this?"

At this time, shouldn't we enter the inner layer from the north gate? What does it mean to sit in place.

"I'm waiting for a friend."

After a pause, Jiang Ting whispered: "younger martial brother Yu Zheng, if you want to pick purple fruit, go in now. I won't go in for the time being."

"Well, elder martial brother, you have a good rest." Yu Zheng was very happy.

Hong Shengxin's eyes picked, but he didn't say anything. He just motioned to the Tuque disciples to get out of the way.

His prestige is obviously full. In the face of his sign, no matter what his disciples thought, they didn't dare to object at least.

After a while, Yu Zheng approached the north gate, ready to go in along the circular gap.

"Don't you go with them?" If Hong Shengxin has a point.

Jiang Ting laughed, then shook his head slightly and closed his eyes: "do you think Jiang has a good relationship with them?"

Hong Shengxin's eyes suddenly showed three points of ferocity.

Then watch Yu Zheng several people into the inner layer, until thoroughly into, Hong Shengxin with eyes signal, with five people to follow into the inner layer.