Dragon Vein Martial God

Jiang Ting's combat skill was entangled with the silver chopping attack in an instant, one black and one white. The two combat skills were in the same place, and they didn't matter at all!

Shangguan Lingxi looks at this situation and is stunned. She can't help looking at Jiangting. She thinks that killing the bewitched five-star monster in the ice and fire forest is Jiangting's most powerful means, but now it seems that Jiangting's most powerful means is more than just a little bit!

After a few breaths, Jiang Ting's black chop became more and more powerful. The original silver chop, by the way, turned into a little silver light, and Jiang Ting kept retreating. After a few steps, he was able to stand firm.

Even Jiang Ting can't help but feel that being strong in battle means being strong. Just now, Jiang Ting used 90% of his strength!

"Good fighting power, little doll!" Wu zhangchi was really shocked. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew in his heart that if he didn't show some real strength, he would have nothing to do with this boy today.

Shangguan Lingxi was a little silly. Just now, it was a slash from Wu Jun!

She judged that Jiangting's fighting power was much better than that on Panlong island!

Although the five-star monster is comparable to Wuxiu in Wujun realm, the monster is bewitched and its combat power is reduced. That is to say, the attack of the six-star monster only looks frightening. Therefore, the attack just now is definitely stronger than that monster, even though it is just a divine sense

Shangguan Lingxi is directly in a mess. She only feels that even if she is fighting Jiang ting with her five level cultivation in the blood refining period, if Jiang Ting is desperate, she is not an opponent!

However, the battle over there is still going on

The second time, Wu zhangchi directly sacrificed his Mogan silver sword. This time, Wu zhangchi took the power of the boundless King Wu. Although this move required a little power of divine knowledge, it was a huge loss for those who only had divine knowledge, but he could take the girl's body. Wu zhangchi didn't care so much about the silver Mogan silver sword Out of the strange arc of the sword, it flew towards Jiang Ting!

This time, Jiang Ting kept up with the route of gang Meng, which was completely opposite. He not only didn't sacrifice his seven unique magic swords, but also put them away. Then, with his hands surging, he whispered: "Da Fan Tian Long Quan!"

"Oh..."

When Jiang Ting urged the fist out, the space was filled with a kind of fierce wind breaking sound, and there was a kind of dragon roaring groan, which could directly frighten the Taoist heart.

In fact, this time, Jiang Ting also wanted to gamble. He wanted to see if this weapon had been touched by himself just now in his prohibition. Before the most critical moment, Jiang Ting didn't want to destroy this seven grade spirit weapon. At least, this seven grade spirit weapon is very useful for Shangguan Lingxi!

Behind Jiang Ting, the strange fire snake with four claws suddenly appeared, with a blue flame on his body. It seemed to sweep all the things that can be swept here. The air turned and formed a snake. In particular, Jiang Ting infused a little blood force to make this fist more powerful Come on.

In an instant, this boxing skill revolved around the Mogan silver sword that Wu zhangchi sacrificed with his own divine power.

"Ha ha, with your cultivation, you want to take my sword, too. You're really a bit whimsical!" Wu zhangchi laughs wildly, and constantly agitates his prohibition to stir up the Mogan silver sword.

In an instant, there was chaos between the two people. No one could see what happened in it!

Jiang Ting tightly pursed his lips. He really felt that the fighting power of Wu Jun should not be underestimated. However, Jiang Ting did not admit defeat in the face of any cultivation. This is just a dead Wu Jun. what can he do!

"Ah? What's going on? This blood... " All of a sudden, Wu zhangchi's laughter stopped abruptly. Instead, he was extremely frightened. After only half talking, he couldn't speak any more

In Jiangting continue to increase the strength of their own blood, Wu zhangchi finally regretted that he could not take back his sword!

Under the influence of two people's strength, Mogan's silver sword is just suspended in the void and can't move at all.

At last, Jiang Ting waved his big hand, opened his hand and roared at the Mogan silver sword in the void: "Mogan silver sword, come on!"

It seems that the Mogan silver sword just came out of confusion. Now, someone gave him an order, and the Mogan silver sword was shining with an extremely bright silver light. Then, he came to Jiangting obediently!

As a result, even Shangguan Lingxi's eyes widened in shock. She could not think of anything. Jiang Ting had the ability to snatch this Mogan silver sword from such a strange existence!

When Jiang Ting reached out to hold the Mogan silver sword, a crazy roar came from the void: "son of a bitch, give me my sword back, ah..." Bursts of pain groans accompanied by angry, never stop.Jiang tingcai didn't care about that. He held the Mogan silver sword tightly in his hand. His big hand held the scabbard of the sword. Then he slowly moved his palm. Moreover, the aura in his palm slowly surrounded the Mogan silver sword.

In this process, Wu zhangchi's roar was almost crazy, and the black prohibition that shrouded them suddenly ran madly, attacking Jiang ting. Jiang Ting didn't let go of Mogan silver sword at all, while his two hands danced Qijue Fengmo sword, not only attacking himself, but also attacking Shangguan Lingxi. Jiang Ting's hand was not free The court all resisted

Qijuefeng magic sword didn't disgrace him either. The sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang" fell to the ground. All of them were talismans cut down by qijuefeng magic sword!

Jiang Ting couldn't see what material it was made of. In a word, it seemed very hard.

Jiang Ting was a little distressed and said to Wu zhangchi, "if my sword is damaged, I will never forgive you!"

Shangguan Lingxi almost fell over, what Jiang Ting paid attention to was the sword in his hand!? At present, is this the key point?!

Gradually, with the movement of Jiang Ting's palm, Wu zhangchi's roar and curse gradually weakened. When Jiang Ting's palm successfully stroked the sword, Wu zhangchi finally gave out a scream.

"Ah..."

After this sound, there was no movement. Moreover, at this moment, the prohibition, which had just been running wildly, suddenly stopped.

However, Jiang Ting was not easy either. At this moment, when he urged Da Fan Tian Long Quan, more and more blood power was used. Therefore, he had a faint feeling of backfire!

With the last bit of strength, Jiang Ting throws the silver sword that has been reborn to Shangguan Lingxi, and says to Shangguan Lingxi: "Mogan silver sword, I have restored my freedom. I have cut off the connection between this sword and Wu zhangchi by my means. I believe you can make this sword successful. Hurry up, I'll bite back!"

It's OK not to speak. When he speaks like this, his mood fluctuates a little. Jiang Ting's strong reaction devours him crazily. Jiang Ting can't feel anything. It's boundless pain. It's a shock from the depth of his soul!

Jiang Ting can only bear

And Shangguan Lingxi, has left two lines of tears, she really did not expect, this man, even so for their own sake, abruptly cut off this sword with the contact of Wu Jun, although only God consciousness, but also unimaginable!

Perhaps, this kind of counter attack is unavoidable. Seeing Jiang Ting's face pale and falling to the ground, Shangguan Ling Xi's heart is broken. He hugs Jiang Ting tightly and says in a low voice: "I won't let you down!"

With a deep breath, Shangguan Lingxi reaches out and picks up the Mogan dagger beside her

I don't know how long it took for Jiang ting to feel the vibration from the depths of his soul. It was not surprising that Jiang Ting opened his eyes. His divine consciousness was in his own space.

Seriously and carefully experience the power of his own blood, still so boiling, as if every drop of blood is not honest, Jiang Ting is a little speechless, such wild power, really let Jiang Ting like, but, after he now use, can't control, also very painful!

Subconsciously, Jiang Ting urged the nine transformation dragon decision. The skill slowly worked, and the whole blood seemed to be combed by a soothing force. Slowly, the power in the blood gradually stabilized

Jiang Ting still remembers that although Wu zhangchi was captured by himself, in fact, he did not disappear, but suffered a heavy blow!

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting's mind moved quickly. His mind returned to his body and opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, his senses were instantly opened, and the sound of constant fighting came from his ears. It turned out that Wu zhangchi was fighting with Shangguan Lingxi.

This guy is so good?!

This rhythm makes Jiangting feel strange. When Jiangting sees Shangguan Lingxi dancing the Mogan silver sword, even his side is covered by the silver sword light. Naturally, this is Shangguan Lingxi's protection!

But, after all, Shangguan Lingxi only has the period of refining blood. When Wu zhangchi tried so hard to launch attacks frequently, Shangguan Lingxi's shoulder was injured, and the blood was red.

"Wu zhangchi, if you don't stop, I'll give you another Da Fan Tian Long fist, and you'll be dead at once!" Jiang Ting suddenly stood up and said angrily with his seven Jue magic sword pointing to the void.