Youth's Cultivation

The sword light shines, and the black-and-white sword light falls on the golden ripples around Ling Jianming, but it is still useless.

"Hum, you overestimate your strength. The sword idea is good, but mole ants are mole ants after all!" Ling Jianming said disdainfully, but at this time, Wang Xiaohu seemed not to care. The double swords danced, and the black-and-white sword Qi gathered around him into a Taiji pattern and circled quickly.

"I don't have time to waste time with you!" Ling Jianming's golden ripple disappeared, and the golden spirit sword in her hand stabbed Wang Xiaohu.

This sword is as fast as lightning. Wang Xiaohu doesn't even have a chance to escape.

The golden spirit sword reached Wang Xiaohu's chest and stabbed an inch

This sword, even if it passes through the chest, will not kill Wang Xiaohu. For practitioners, Dantian Yuanying is the most important part.

Ling Jianming still didn't forget to capture Wang Xiaohu alive.

But at this time, Wang Xiaohu's mouth was filled with a trace of ridicule. Ling Jianming's heart was angry and his strength was even greater.

But in my ears, I heard the word "years". I don't know why, but I felt a touch of hot.

The cry of the thief bird came from behind, "what's the matter? A small crossing and robbing territory, dare to make the bird master's idea and watch the bird Master burn you!"

Less than a breath, the black flame from the thief bird's mouth wrapped Ling Jianming.

"Ah..."

Ling Jianming's scream seemed to be delayed. After a breath, it came out. At this time, the black flame had penetrated into his body from his mouth and nose, and his internal organs were in pain even during the robbery period.

"Jianming!" Ling Jianlan heard the sound and scolded. She tried her best to cut a sword at the Su bandits and wanted to rush to save people.

But the Soviet bandits were not easy to get along with. Although the breakthrough was not long, they didn't even get through the first natural disaster safely. It was just a disaster.

But its strength is beyond Ling Jianlan's imagination. Its spiritual power is so thick that it seems that even the earth immortals who have read a heaven robbery have fallen behind.

In the hands of the Su bandits, they dragged an ancient and simple Dan stove. With a bang, the Dan stove flew out, dissolving Ling Jianlan's attack, and the two sides were anxious again.

On the other side, the thief bird and Wang Xiaohu are not soft handed. They greet Ling Jianming with a sharp claw spirit sword.

"Dangdang..."

Mars shot everywhere, but Wang Xiaohu and the thief bird didn't tear Ling Jianming's body apart, leaving only a few deep and shallow traces.

"Cough... Damn it, Ben Xian wants you to live better than die!"

Ling Jianming roared, and the golden light on her body surged. It seemed that the hell inflammation in the earth was temporarily suppressed by the spiritual power in her body.

"Eh, this guy is not bad. He has actually cultivated into Jinlei sword, but it's only a broken version, and it's only the first layer!" The thief bird was a little surprised, but it was not surprising.

"Jinlei sword body, what's that?" Wang Xiaohu asked.

"It's a very good body refining skill, but only sword cultivation can be practiced. Using the sword to harden the body will eventually make the strength of the body comparable to that of thunder monsters, which is lower than that of resisting heaven and earth thunder. However, what this guy cultivates is only a remnant, which is estimated to be only one tenth of the power of the genuine one. "

"Do you have a complete version there?" Wang Xiaohu asked.

"Yes, but it's troublesome to cultivate Jinlei sword. Even if you practice now, you can't improve much." The thief bird said a word. They talked to each other, but they forgot Ling Jianming.