Respect

Almost all the people who should have come, the party officially started.

Xun Yunxia sent a banquet today in order to establish a reserve.

According to the rules of the Yunxia School, the position of the head of the reserve should be inherited by the disciples of the head. Almost all of the disciples in charge of He Tude were killed in the catastrophe. Although one or two survived, they also died inexplicably. Who is secretly moving their hands knows who should know, and who should not know.

In any case, since there is no disciple under the head of Tu De, then the position of the palm reserve should be selected from the disciples of Jiudian.

Nine nine personally-disclosed disciples, who were injured, who were abandoned, and who were not injured, also voluntarily gave up.

Therefore, there are only two people fighting for the position of palm reserve today, one is Wen Jingshan and the other is Molong.

Yunxia Sanlao did not mention the name Gu Qingfeng. It seems that they did not intend to allow Gu Qingfeng to participate in the fight from the beginning. They originally thought that Huode would stand up against it. Both Sanlao, Shuide and Kinder thought so, but let them Surprisingly, Huo De didn't stand up, still drinking and chatting with Gu Qingfeng there.

He is so, it is in harmony with everyone's mind, and also saves unnecessary trouble.

The selection of the position of Zhangzhang is based on strength, and the winner is the reserve.

When the three old men announced the start, Mo Long leapt forward and jumped into the field, holding the Frost Sword, the sword pointed at Wen Jingshan, and shouted, "Wen Jingshan, get out and fight with me!"

"Ha ha……"

Wen Jingshan walked into the venue holding a folding fan, as if he did not put Mo Long in his eyes, and smiled: "I said, you are not my opponent. Why should you humiliate yourself today? I see you It's better to just admit it. "

"Wen! Jing! Mountain!"

Qi Molong shone with three colorful natural brilliance all over her body, gritted her teeth, and yelled, "Don't be proud!"

With a snap, Wen Jingshan opened the folding fan, and slightly fanned in front of him, proudly saying: "Since you take your shame on yourself, then I will give you another chance, let you ten tricks, never fight back, if you can shake me today Wen Jingshan has nothing at all, and I will give it to you today! "

Howl!

For a moment, it caused a thousand waves.

No one ever thought that Wen Jingshan would say such a thing, although you are Wen Jingshan standing Jin Caizhen, but after all, this is a major event for the palm reserve, in case there is a mistake, it is not the position of the palm reserve Arching people.

The real people of Xi Hongxuan, the real people of Antarctica and even other real people in the field are a bit worried. Instead, the three olds of Yun Xia and Jin De still have smiles on their faces.

"Wen Jingshan! You are looking for death!"

Feeling insulted, Mo Molong screamed, holding the sword of Frost, and spreading his sword.

Spiritual power is the power of nature's three colors.

The sword is the best frost sword given by Wei Qing.

Xuan Jianjue is a yellow-level frozen sword.

Ji Molong practiced this yellow-level frozen sword tactic to the peak of six or nine. Each sword wave contained fifty-four frozen seal mysteries. One move was like a cold and frozen sky.

Momo Long is crazy, people are, swords are, swords are the same.

And Wen Jingshan stood in the field, standing tall, surrounded by a layer of mysterious golden light. He was behind him with one hand, holding a white jade fan in one hand, and there was a confident and proud face on his handsome face. Smile.

The Momo Long swung a sword, and the surrounding air was condensed into ice. His whole person was like an ice sculpture, stabbed away with a sword.

With a crackling sound, the fifty-four frozen seals contained in the sword were instantly dissipated by the golden shock of Wen Jingshan's body.

Seeing this scene, everyone around was surprised, and they all knew that Wen Jingshan stood with Jin Caizhen, but just how powerful this Jin Caizhen was. Others have n’t seen it with his own eyes. At this moment, he saw Mo Long full strength. The attack can't shake Wen Jingshan at all, it has to be shocking. You must know that Mo Long once killed two Jin Dan people with a sword.

Unsatisfied, Mo Molong ran his spiritual power madly, wielding his sword again!

However, it still doesn't work.

I can't say that shaking Wen Jingshan is the slightest, even if it is the layer of golden nature that covers Wen Jingshan's whole body, it cannot be shaken.

"There are seven more tricks, you can continue."

Tong Wenjingshan smiled lightly, fanning Bai Yufan gently, and did not put Mo Long in his eyes, not even a little bit.

Wu Molong waved his sword tactics like crazy, but no matter how powerful his spiritual power, how mysterious sword tactics, and no matter how angry he was, he could never shake Wen Jingshan's Jincai guardian.

On the stage, Hong Xuan real man with a beard and nodded praised: "I heard that you Yunxia sent a dragon of one person, not only opened three consecutive colors, one of which was double golden color true body, and today it really deserved its reputation. Amazing! Amazing! The afterlife is awesome! "

Antarctica congratulated him: "The Yunxia faction has Wen Jingshan and other wizards in charge. In the future, the Yunxia faction will have its beauty ... It is not impossible to ask Dingyangyang again."

Mi Yunxia's three old faces all showed a smile of relief and satisfaction.

In the distance, Gu Qingfeng leaned on Erlang's legs, drank a small drink, and looked at Wen Jingshan here, saying, "This Jin Jingzhen's body is really not simple."

"Right?" Huo De said with a sullen expression, "I was almost folded in this boy's hands. His mother, Lao Tzu thought that Jincai was just a little bit stronger than ordinary colors. I only knew after fighting." That's more than just a little bit worse, it's just ... it's too **** crazy! "

"Father, I told you long ago that nature contains nine colors, one is general color and the other is golden color. The difference between this color and golden color is like the light of rice grains and the sun and the moon." Ouyang Feiyue laughed Road: "Although Wen Jingshan's other second prizes are all common prizes, but they are really Jin Cai. With this, most people can't shake him, Jin Cai's guard is too mysterious, and Jin Cai's power is even more horrible."

Ancient Gufeng looked silently. Although he was just in contact with this colorful spirit, he didn't know it well, but it didn't mean he didn't understand it. On the contrary, he knew more about nature than anyone.

In his opinion, those who build the foundation and build the colored foundation, set up the colored true body, and open the colored purple house, at best can only be regarded as integrating into nature, to say that the spiritual power contains the mystery of nature. But it is minimal, as for guardianship, it is even more difficult to talk about, but it is a little better than ordinary people.

It is the second-largest Jincai spirit of nature. With this thing, the spiritual power can be called to contain the mystery of nature. What is the mystery of nature is also the five elements, and the spirit of gold color is the five elements of nature. A kind of mystery derived from it.

If you say the gap between Pucai and Jincai, although the light of rice grains and the sun and the moon are a bit exaggerated, it is true. The difference between Pucai and Jincai is like a newborn baby and a teenager who can already walk. There is nothing comparable.

In the field.

Wu Molong continued to wield swords, but still could not shake Wen Jingshan.

Wen Jingshan was standing there, the people were still, shaking the white jade fan slightly, smiling, saying: "Ten moves you have made nine moves, the last one left, Mo Long, you still have to take it by yourself Is it a disgrace? Give up, I said, even if you even open the three-color lottery, you are all playing general color, you can't shake my Jincai true body, Jincai's mystery, you don't know how powerful it is. "

"Let's open your eyes and see!"

Mo Long touched the blood in the corner of his mouth, his face was full of sorrow, and when he leaped up, he slammed a burst of blood mist, and the three-colored brilliance of nature burned like flames. Just twice as ferocious!

At the same time, everyone on the field was shocked to find that Molong's spiritual power also skyrocketed with Guanghua's skyrocketing ...

"It's so cruel! What kind of method is this?" Huo Dexi stood up suddenly and said, startled: "Why did the spiritual power of Molong suddenly soar twice, Uu reading www.uukanshu.com Is it a spiritual sacrifice? Is it a blood sacrifice? "

Whether it is a spirit sacrifice or a blood sacrifice, it is an extremely fierce means. A spiritual sacrifice burns spiritual power and instantly increases its strength, while a blood sacrifice burns blood and instantly enhances its strength. After the former is cast, Dantian will wither and the latter will be withered. There is also danger to life.

"It's an old little trick. Someone moved hands in his purple house Dantian Purple House." Gu Qingfeng said something, and then looked at the man named Wei Qing.

On the court, no one knew what was going on, along with the Yunxia Sanlao who practiced for thousands of years, he couldn't see why the spiritual power of Molong suddenly surged. It was neither a blood sacrifice nor a spiritual sacrifice. They did n’t know what it was, but everyone It can be seen that the spiritual power of Molong is soaring.

"Stop it!"

Di Molong was covered in blood and mist, and the whole Guanghua was burning like fire, and his spirits surging surgingly, and he saw his sword move and attacked again.

"Hmm! I thought you would have any secrets, but that's not it!"

Wu Wenjingshan did not put Molong's soaring spiritual power in his eyes. He sneered, disdain: "I will let you see the power of nature's three colors in one!"

After that, when he stretched his arms, the Guanghua of the whole body suddenly disappeared, and then a puguangguanghua appeared, followed by another, and immediately, Wen Jingshan's whole body flashed a dazzling golden light, and the golden light was spinning like a tornado. Come and quickly incorporate the two lights of general color into it.

Howl!

A radiant gold-colored light soared into the sky, roaring out like a dragon, and when Molong struck, somehow, the powder was broken by the gold-colored light for a moment, not even slag.

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