Dragon Vein Martial God

Even the people of the fire crane sect who came with Jiang Ting were all nervous. This forbidden array is really weird. They can see that if those evil spirits with blood light surround people, no one can escape.

It will absolutely shake the divine consciousness, and the power of the divine consciousness will be damaged, and it will be more and more difficult to bear the evil spirit and vicious circle

"Lu Li, this is the end of you fighting against Dongling city!" Yang Wufeng said fiercely.

With that, he waved his big hand and yelled at the guards of Dongling city behind him: "take care of all the people of Xuanying sect. Wait a minute, they will end up like this!"

Yang Wufeng's eyes are a little greedy. It's a strange talisman. He can grow up by himself and absorb six people's divine knowledge. He has grown up to this point. If he absorbs Lu Li's divine knowledge again, will it be more against heaven?

Thinking of these, Yang Wufeng couldn't help laughing.

The guards of Dongling city have surrounded the people who are pretending to be xuanyingjiao. They have no bottom of mind. What they can do is to hold the talisman given to them by Jiangting tightly.

"Ha ha, what's the end?" Suddenly, the originally invisible purple figure suddenly appeared in front of people, and the prohibition set by Yang Wufeng just now had disappeared.

In Jiang Ting's hand, he holds a black talisman with strange red lines. Through the strange mask, he looks at Yang Wufeng.

"You..." Yang Wufeng moved his palm subconsciously. When did the talisman in his palm reach the other side?

"Don't you forget what xuanyingjiao specializes in? In front of me, there is no talisman that I can't see through. " Jiang Ting said contemptuously.

Yang Wufeng's expression tightened for a moment. He finally understood how ridiculous his words were. The technique of prohibition of Xuanying sect was really superb.

Because in his eyes, the forbidden array arranged by this talisman could not be cracked at all!

"Click!"

With the palm of Jiang Ting's hand, the talisman cracked in response to the sound.

"Shua!"

The talisman, which had absorbed so much of Wu Xiu's blood, was now pouring out all black liquid.

This is the strength of Heisha dragon's blood. The essence and blood of Wu Xiu have been assimilated by Heisha dragon.

"Your ban is really amazing!"

After a moment of shock, Yang Wufeng calmed down and took more coldness on his face.

"Let go of the Shangguan girl!"

This is Jiang Ting's only purpose.

At the same time, with a turn of the palm, the crumpled talisman has been put into a prohibition arranged by himself. Jiang Ting will not discard such things at will.

"You'd better die this heart. Shangguan Lingxi is the person I Yang Wufeng has long liked. Not everyone can take it away!" Yang Wufeng's eyes crossed with a touch of anger.

After listening to this sentence, Jiang Ting was really surprised. Looking at this, Yang Wufeng did not simply use Shangguan Lingxi, but really moved his feelings!

"Shangguan Lingxi must be mine. If I don't get her, no one else will get it!"

After a moment of silence, Yang Wufeng said this again.

Jiang Ting's glasses also narrowed. Now he is worried and worried, which is very contradictory.

Because Yang Wufeng has such a mind, he will not do harm to Shangguan Lingxi.

However, because of Yang Wufeng's persistence, it should be more difficult for him to save Shangguan Lingxi.

After a moment of silence, Jiang tingcai said with a sneer: "I like to challenge some difficult things."

"Let's see what else you can do!" Yang Wufeng looks at the Shangguan Lingxi beside him and says coldly.

It seems that some decision has been made.

Suddenly, behind Yang Wufeng, a vision suddenly appeared, which was caused by the power of his blood.

Yang Wufeng's blood is a pair of thunder wings, shining with lightning.

With a burst of crackling sound, a purple sword appeared in Yang Wufeng's hand.

Just like the thunder wings with purple lightning behind him.

"I want you to taste my purple electric sword technique!"

See a purple sword potential, then hurtle River Court to fly to come.

For the understanding of sword power, Jiang Ting is much more powerful than Yang Wufeng.

Jiang Ting didn't draw out his seven unique magic swords. After all, many people can see through his identity as soon as the black sword comes out.

Therefore, Jiang Ting urged his own blood of ice and snow, and his fingertips were full of aura, forming a crystal clear ice sword.

This sword, just gently across, as if there is no power at all.

This is the sword power. It is a level higher than Yang Wufeng's sword power!However, just when the two men's attack is about to collide, the Shangguan Lingxi who has been following Yang Wufeng suddenly moves.

Suddenly, he rushed to Yang Wufeng with a blank face. In his hand, Mo Gan's short sword was still the weapon Jiang Ting used to help him recognize the Lord in the ancient tomb of Wu Jun.

But now, this sword is pointing at Jiangting!

"You must not hurt him!" Shangguan Lingxi said angrily.

Jiang Ting was surprised.

He said nothing to expect, Shangguan Lingxi will protect Yang Wufeng!

Yang Wufeng's lips showed a trace of irony.

Jiang Ting quickly converged his sword of ice and snow back.

He must not hurt Shangguan Lingxi.

But now, he said that he couldn't lift his mask and make it clear to Guan Lingxi.

Jiang Ting's attack has been recovered, but Yang Wufeng's other fighting skill has already come to Jiang ting.

"Shua!"

"Poof!"

When Jiang Ting turned back, there was no way to escape this attack.

We can only follow with our arms.

What's more, it's just Yang Wufeng's tactics, not the real cutting down of weapons.

Otherwise, it's definitely not as simple as serious injury. Jiang Ting's arm is useless.

Half body, red with blood.

However, the opposite Shangguan Lingxi, as if did not see the general.

Yang Wufeng's lips sneered.

Looked around, light said: "Ling Xi, it seems that Jiang Ting will not come, he did not seize this opportunity, he really is not worth you to him like this, come with me, I will treat you well!"

The grand young master of Dongling city was able to say such words so gently that everyone's eyes almost fell off.

It's right for women, even to shout directly.

"Young master Yang, male god!"

"Master Yang, I love you!"

However, Shangguan Lingxi still shakes her head. She believes that Jiangting will come!

After experiencing the Xuanying cult, Yang Wufeng is really a little afraid. Regardless of Shangguan Lingxi's resistance, he reaches out his hand and takes Shangguan Lingxi to fly to the sky, spreads out the thunder wings, leaving a loud voice.

"Jiang Ting, just be your turtle. Shangguan Lingxi is mine!"

At the moment, Jiangting's remolded blood has been transferred. With jiuzhuan Hualong Jue, such a serious injury has not left any scar.

However, when the wound recovered, Yang Wufeng had left with Shangguan Lingxi.

"Whoosh!"

After a flash of light, Jiang Ting couldn't care too much, leaving a remnant shadow and catching up.

Now, Jiang Ting is really glad that he can catch up with the token given to him by rich valley.

The speed of Yang Wufeng's thunder wings is not the best. Even if Jiang Ting pushes his own speed to the extreme, he can only bite the figure in front of him. It's very difficult to shorten the distance between two people.

Such a chase, has gone out, do not know how much distance.

At the foot, it was no longer the boundary of Qin, but a very desolate place.

Jiang Ting relies on the strength of hunhou's blood. At last, Yang Wu is defeated.

"Stop, put down Shangguan Lingxi!" Jiang Ting took a breath and said to Yang Wufeng.

Yang Wufeng frowned slightly. There are few people who can catch up with his thunder wings. Lu Li should not be among them.

Is this man not Lu Li at all?

Didn't he see the real face of this man from the beginning to the end? Just listen to each other

Maybe, this person is not Luli at all!

When this idea came out, Yang Wufeng took a cool breath.

This person is so persistent to Shangguan Lingxi, isn't he

Jiang Ting's name makes him reluctant to say it

Looking at Yang Wufeng's expression, Jiang Ting guessed a few points, but he would not admit it!

"There is no one else here. Since you are so persistent to Shangguan Lingxi, how about a fight?"

Yang Wufeng said such a sentence.

Jiang Ting nodded naturally and said, "OK, I'll accompany you."

For the sake of Shangguan Lingxi, Jiang Ting dares to promise anything.

"Take out your weapons!" Yang Wufeng said, the purple electric sword in his hand was already across his chest.

Just now such a dangerous scene, Jiang Ting was still frightened and did not move.

"Since it's the two of us, don't push out Shangguan girl, otherwise, you're not a man!" Jiang Ting said coldly.

Yang Wufeng nodded: "just the two of us, don't let me down!"

"Zheng!"

A black awn flashed by, and a black sword appeared in Jiangting's hand.Seeing this weapon, Yang Wufeng's eyes twitched.

The speculation in my heart became clearer.

At the same time, the heart of the kind of unwilling and angry, but also to an unprecedented extreme.

"Purple fire thunder sword!"

The sword in Yang Wufeng's hand, under the impetus of his fighting skill, sent out the sound of thunder and lightning that vibrated the heaven and earth, sweeping toward the river court.

The black sword in Jiangting's hand is still so quiet, just rowing quietly.

Then he went up.

All of a sudden, the thunder and lightning seemed to solidify. Suddenly, they lost their voice and momentum, as if so much energy had been absorbed by Yang Wufeng's sword.