Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan sneered and said: "Just now I was so arrogant and unbelievable. He said that he would take me a trick. Now that I took it, how could it be like a waste?"

Shang Ming shivered, and roared: "Have the ability to make an honest move!"

Yang Qingxuan sneered, "Bah, it’s shameless, where am I not being upright? I only fight here with my ability, how come I am not upright? Your business is not only low-powered, but also very strange in thinking. If others hit you, it’s not fair."

Shang Ming had already lost control of his emotions. He was even more furious when he heard the words. He roared and rushed over, "Stop it!"

Yang Qingxuan picked up the yin-yang mirror, shook it, and shouted, "Take me one more trick!"

Seeing the scorching light in the mirror, Shang Ming was so frightened that he hurriedly ran his true essence, forcibly changed his body in the air, suddenly changed his trajectory, and caused his injured body to destroy several tendons by himself, pressing out some internal injuries.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qingxuan made a vain move, looking at him with a smile.

"Ah!"

Shang Ming Qiqiao smoked and rushed forward desperately, his eyes flushed.

"It's real this time, take it!"

Yang Qingxuan picked up the yin-yang mirror, and the white mirror shook, really shooting out a white glow.

Shang Ming's face changed drastically, and he forcibly stopped his body again, his body's true essence was squeezed tremendously, he snorted, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

But although Yang Qingxuan's yin and yang mirror shot out, it was not shot at him, but directly at a majestic and hostile genius in the distance.

That genius is the strength of the late Five-Star Thousand Realms, and he is pressing against a Southern Territory Alliance opponent, fighting heroically and in an unparalleled appearance.

Where did he want to get this day of disaster, but the instinct of the warrior made him aware of a trace of danger. When he reacted, he looked surprised and the white light had already shined on him.

"what!--"

The warrior screamed, looking at Yang Qingxuan's cold eyes, in addition to pain, the world turned around, knowing that he was finished.

I had mixed feelings for a while, and I regretted it deeply.

If it was the first time that gaze stared at him, how good it would be to take a step back, then at this moment, he should be quietly eating melons and watching the battle in the distance, how comfortable it is to end up like this.

This martial artist lost his consciousness a little bit, his body melted under the power of the extreme sun, and he recalled all the past, "I remembered that day running in the sunset, that was my lost youth..."

"Boom!"

This warrior's opponent immediately made up a move in ecstasy, completely blasting him into a pool of ground meat and cosmic dust.

"Hey!" The geniuses who were at war were all in horror, squinting at Yang Qingxuan holding a Yin-Yang mirror, and each one was so frightened.

This is too horrible. They may be illuminated by the mirror anytime and anywhere. They are not seven-star and thousand-world powerhouses, and they are all fighting to the death. Yang Qingxuan wants to shoot who is almost just a matter of hand, and they will die.

A huge fear enveloped the genius disciples of the merchant group.

The emperor had been on the sidelines and watched. At this time, he couldn't calm down anymore, he shouted: "Damn!" When his figure flashed, he rushed up and directly joined the battlefield.

"not good!"

The Southern League disciple who had just killed his opponent was directly attacked by the imperial power and died instantly.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Everyone is listening, I will give you another chance. As long as there is no blood on your hand, withdraw now, I will leave everything alone, otherwise..." He raised the Yin Yang mirror. , Shook.

"Hey!"

The genius disciples of the merchant group were already scared. At this moment, they heard that there was still a chance. They were all ecstatic, "I won't fight, I will retire now, thank you Qingxuan for his magnanimity!"

More than 30 genius disciples were killed more than half, leaving a dozen people, all throwing their helmets and armor to escape.

Only a few people including Sword Master Baili were stained with blood in their hands, and their complexions changed drastically, anxious and angry.

A dozen people ran away at once, leaving only four geniuses, plus two of the merchants, and the situation reversed instantly.

"do not go!"

Sword Lord Baili was anxious and roared: "Whoever goes, who will die!"

He turned back abruptly with a sword and slashed at a genius who was fleeing. That day, he was in the great joy of being able to leave the field. He was caught off guard, and was struck to death by a sword, screaming.

"Sword Lord Baili! You are so cruel."

The other geniuses who left the field were all sorrowful and furious, staring fiercely at Sword Master Baili.

"Good kill!"

Emperor Quan Han said: "What use are you waste?"

The dozen or so people who left the scene were all pale, and their hearts were desolate, depressed, and sad.

Fighting desperately, everyone was injured, but ended up being so disgusted. Those fallen geniuses are even more worthless.

And the eyes of the more than one hundred people who eat melons looked at them, as if they were looking at the mentally handicapped, and laughed.

"This IQ really doesn't have anyone anymore. It really deserves to end up like this."

"Oh, take a good look at these people. Mentally handicapped can be contagious. Be sure to stay away from them in the future, don't be scammed to death."

All kinds of ridicule came, and these more than ten talented disciples were inexplicably sad and angry, with endless regrets.

Jiuyuan Jialan, Zichehun and others looked at each other, and they all saw the extreme jealousy in each other's eyes.

Yue Ke sighed: "Yang Qingxuan is really brilliant, controlling the rhythm and initiative of the war from beginning to end. The situation that was originally defeated has really become unpredictable. It is really terrible."

Jin Wuque said: "Don't be an enemy of this person."

Jiuyuan Jialan and other talented disciples who had a holiday with Yang Qingxuan, all felt tremendous pressure in their hearts.

The merchant group escaped more than a dozen genius disciples, but joined the imperial power, making the original overwhelming advantage drastically reduced.

Yang Qingxuan's faction was also killed and injured in the short-term battle, leaving more than ten people.

Among them, the ghosts dragged Shang Qingge, Yang Qingxuan dragged Shang Ming, Jun Qian, Qin Xiaoyu, Chen Tianshu and others dragged Shang Yuan, and the remaining talented disciples struggled with Emperor Quan, Baili Jianjun and Shang Dongdong. They were still very difficult. But compared to the almost inevitable situation at the beginning of the war, it was much better.

"Look in the mirror!"

Yang Qingxuan picked up the yin-yang mirror and shook it, and Shang Ming stood motionless, his face gloomy.

"Haha, you learned well." Yang Qingxuan sneered.

Shang Ming’s face turned black. After he calmed down, Yang Qingxuan would not be fooled by Yang Qingxuan. It’s just that the other party shook his mirror from time to time, making him feel like a monkey. There were more than a hundred people in the distance eating melons. Now, it is simply a shame.

After all, he is an intermediate powerhouse in the seven-star thousand realms. He quickly realized that with Yang Qingxuan's realm strength, it is not enough to drive the yin-yang mirror multiple times. There must be a limit on the number of times, otherwise the people on his side will die early. Up.