The Fantasy Library Under One Person

"Oh, Mom, you really pick the time to call..."

"I'm already in the arena now, and I'm about to compete..."

"I'm not talking nonsense, the other party is a little Taoist priest, I just beat him down, there is no danger..."

"Hey, are you done with the phone call?" Wang Daolin's smirk disappeared immediately, and his expression was extremely solemn, "You are not a beauty, and my patience with men has a limit..."

"Mom, let's talk about it later, I'm going to make a move..." Before Jia Zhengliang finished speaking, a bright white lightning whizzed over in an instant.

There was a muffled bang, and the phone in his hand exploded instantly.

"Hey! You can hit me, but you can't destroy my phone!" Jia Zhengliang said angrily, looking at the black smoke that fell on the ground, "My mother will be in a hurry! She will think that I have encountered some danger..."

"Lend me your phone, or someone lend me your phone..."

"Your mother is right to be worried, you are indeed in danger!" Wang Daolin pursed his lips slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"Your mother is right to be worried, you are indeed in danger!" Wang Daolin pursed his lips slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

I saw Lei Mang flickering, and the next moment, Wang Daolin's fist suddenly appeared in front of Jia Zhengliang's face, and he slammed it down hard!

when!

A crisp sound!

Wang Daolin's fist hit the three Immortal Slaying Flying Knives.

"My brother, was defeated by you and that sloppy little girl, right?" Jia Zhengliang reached out and took out the other throwing knives, staring at Wang Daolin, "Although that trash is indeed a little messy, he is still mine after all. elder brother!"

"If you break his dragon pecking cone, then you can try my twelve immortal-slaying flying knives again!"

shhhhhh!

The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife wrapped in innate qi has almost no friction with the air, and the speed is unbelievably fast.

Every time Wang Daolin punched, he would hit the blade, and he couldn't break through Jia Zhengliang's sword net defense at all!

"Hmph! The six flying knives are used for defense, three are for attacking from the front, and the remaining three are... from behind..." Jia Zhengliang smiled coldly, and the three flying knives suddenly appeared behind Wang Daolin, stabbing him instantly. Down!

crackle!

A burst of thunder exploded, and behind Wang Daolin a large hand condensed by Lei Mang appeared, blocking all three immortal-slaying flying knives.

"What kind of thunder is this? I've never heard that thunder can also transform!" Jia Zhengliang was taken aback, and immediately backed up a few feet, urging the six-handled immortal-killing flying knives that were used as defense.

"Hmph! In this position, the attacking range of my twelve flying knives can cover the entire arena!"

"Let you see how powerful the Jia family's imperial object is!"

shhhhhh!

The twelve flying knives turned into streamers of light and pierced back and forth in the arena.Under the control of Xiantian Qi, every time a flying knife was cut down, there would be an explosion, setting off smoke and dust all over the sky!

"Hahaha! Let's see how you dodge this time! Has your Lei Fa ever avoided so many throwing knives?"

"You seem to be very proud of your imperial art!" Wang Daolin's faint voice suddenly sounded, "Do you think it's amazing to control twelve throwing knives? Do you think you are a genius?"

"It's a pity, it's still trash in front of my eyes!" Wang Daolin stepped forward slowly, "I planned to save this trick until the end, to deal with those uninvited guests."

"But your throwing knife is really annoying, I'm a little impatient..."

Before the words were finished, the thirty-six-foot-long cyan long sword erupted with the sound of thunder, suspended in the air a few feet above the ground, blocking all directions of the arena!

The sword's light is cold and wanton, and the sharpness is compelling!

022 My Arrival is Dao Lin!

Thirty-six long cyan swords, the sword energy soaring to the sky.

Jia Zhengliang's face turned green on the spot, "I... damn it! This is impossible..."

"Even the ancestor of my family can't control thirty-six flying swords, at your age..."

"Things that are beyond your understanding, do you treat them as non-existent?" Wang Daolin smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed, twelve green bamboo bee cloud swords whizzed out, and shot towards Jia Zhengliang with a sky full of thunder!

Dangdang!

A series of sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the innate qi attached to the flying knife was instantly scattered by Lei Mang and fell to the ground.

boom!

The other twelve flying swords roared towards the pale-faced Jia Zhengliang!

The ground was instantly torn apart by sword energy, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust!

"Cough...cough..."

Jia Zhengliang coughed violently and flew back upside down, with blood continuously spilling from the corner of his mouth.The terrifying sword qi just now cut his qi into pieces, and has already hurt his meridians!

"This guy……"

Feng Xingtong and the others in the stands were shocked, their mouths were open for a long time but they were unable to speak.

The old man Lu Jin got up abruptly, and looked at the battle in the arena with a solemn face, "Old Heavenly Master, when did your Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master's Mansion produce imperial objects?"

"The power of these thirty-six flying swords is not inferior to those so-called sword immortals in Shushan!"

Zhang Zhiwei frowned slightly, "I don't know where this kid learned the skills, my Heavenly Master's Mansion doesn't have such secret skills..."