Chapter 879

Lu Zhengkang still remembers that the first time she fought with qingningzi, she lost quickly and had no time to struggle.

The red light of chidimiao disappeared into the shadow of the five mountains, just like a golden river rolling down the mountains.

At that time, qingningzi believed him very much. They were walking in the moon mountain. After the torrent, the broken world had a cruel beauty. It was like nature was a woman with tears and flowers and a cold face.

The sky of Yongye is gray and the earth is blue. The air is getting cold and the wind is beginning to increase. The clouds are blowing. Lu Zhengkang's body suddenly disappears in the dim light. Qingningzi is surprised. She purses her mouth and urges the light of the sword. In an instant, the bright light of the five colors and five mountains shines everywhere, obliterating all the wa LAN tones of Yongye's bad luck.

Now it seems that qingzhenren's sword skill has greatly improved. The light of the sword is clear and clear. The sword can go back in the sword circle at a very fast speed and protect her whole body.

Red dimple Jiao circled, making a circle of fire, touring around qingningzi.

In the mirage of the five mountains and rivers, I don't know when, there was a lot of fog. The mountain haze was like the water mist from the fire of the red dimple Jiao. The mountain haze was wrapped up. The body of the five mountains sword was shown in mid air, and the magic power of qingningzi was dispelled in the misty fog.

Chiyingjiao blinks and stabs qingningzi. She makes Huashan sword fight against it. Both swords have no handles and spark in the air like Pisces. The five elements of Huashan sword belong to gold. It is made by chiyingjiao and is defeated within ten minutes. Qingningzi transfers Beiyue Hengshan sword to conquer fire with water. However, before she can respond, Lu Zhengkang has put his hand on her shoulder behind her On my arm.

"Qing Ning'er, you lost."

"There is no final conclusion yet." Qingningzi smiles and suddenly bursts into flames. It's actually a way to cultivate his body and become Qi. He throws himself into the cold pine sword and there's no trace.

Once the sword cultivation has achieved the means of cultivating body and Qi, there will be no flaws. The only drawback is that this method consumes too much mana, and only the Yuanshen can be used skillfully. Even a monk with a gold elixir is barely qualified to practice.

Qingningzi has a great talent in Qi training. Even fudaozi can't make Qi. Lu Zhengkang is not surprised that qingningzi can reach this point.

He stood in the middle of the sky, stepping on a rainbow. The red dimple came back and protected his whole body with a sword ring. The hazy wine fog still spread with his whole body.

With Hansong, Wuyue xingzhancheng lightsaber is pressed down on the top of Lu Zhengkang's head. The shape of the sword is changed. Thousands of hectares of heavy objects fall rapidly. The air is compressed into ground glass and attached to the bottom of the sword mountain. The fierce friction emits fire light, like a meteorite falling.

Such a sword, ordinary mountains will be flattened.

Lu Zhengkang stood still. Jianshan ran him over in an instant. His body turned into a pool of blood mud and fell all the way.

In the red building, the sword practitioners who couldn't reach the realm all exclaimed.

The sword immortals in Yuanshen period were just a little surprised. Xue Hongzi began to smile and asked the people around him, "are you qualified to carve a sword tablet, my disciple?"

“…… If you say yes, then yes! " Yong Lianyi is indignant.

Qingningzi scattered the sword and recovered the mana. After the sword mountain disappeared, the air returned and vibrated, and a series of thunder came out.

The cold pine sword carries qingningzi's Rainbow body and wanders back and forth. There is no deer Zhengkang around.

She jumped out of the sword, condensed and formed. She still stepped on the cold pine sword and looked around, but there was still no trace of him.

In the chaotic blue sky and earth, the outline of all things is blurred. The previous explosion of the empty sound is far away to the end of the sky. Now there is only a low aftersound. Everything is quiet as if it is lifeless. On the earth, there are tiny green fireflies floating by the silent water, flickering light, no distance, as if in front of your eyes, as if at the bottom of a leaf.

"Ah Lu! Don't scare me

Red dimple Jiao's chant came from the sky, and Lu Zhengkang also made a smoke, flying out of the sword and forming a coalescence.

Qingningzi was surprised, "incarnate into Qi, you also..."

"It's not a problem."

"But just now, I really thought you were killed by my sword. It's a real feeling. "

"It's just a spray that's dead." Lu Zhengkang will put away the red dimple Jiao, "the sea is still able to make waves."

Qingningzi murmured, "such a skill, your way is no longer on the sword. You can go to the secluded market to fight with others. "

"It's still time to admit defeat." Lu Zhengkang took out the flying sword again.

"You, a friar jiedan, have fought three times in succession. Is your mana still enough?" Qingningzi smile, she is taking the opportunity to return to the gas, just Yongye moment, the vitality of heaven and earth is low, she is quite a little cramped for a time.

Lu Zheng Kang's strength is dependent on the red dust, and he is able to bring the air of the Wutong sector by his own printing. Although the nature of the mana is relatively illusory and weak, it can return the air speed to the first class in the world.

"You don't have to worry about that." Lu Zhengkang smiles, "it's time to show you my swordsmanship."

The next moment, his body disappeared, and chiyingjiao began to turn red violently. The bright light burst out, just like the golden sun hanging in the sky. Different from the clear light of wuyuecheng lightsaber, chiyingjiao's sword light was crazy and terrifying, which made people blind. It deprived all colors, leaving only the bright red light. In the strong light, the surging sword Qi expanded extremely, and made one sound after another Dragon chant, sword Qi into shape, thousands of red dragons leaping in the dazzling light, only their furious roar, but no shadow of the shape.Qingningzi only had time to block the Wuyue sword in front of her. At the next moment, the sword Qi like a torrential rain struck on the sword ring, and her magic power was suddenly exhausted. The golden elixir trembled rapidly, and the vigorous Qi of the body protector broke. Between her neck, the blazing swords danced around and kept shouting.

“……” She just kept silent and took her sword back into the box.

Lu Zhengkang recalled red dimple Jiao. The strong light was like fog. It took a few seconds for it to disperse completely.

"What's the name of that?" Qingningzi couldn't help asking.

Lu Zhengkang said with a smile, "this move is called friar jiedan's sword Qi."

"You always say you never lose. I lose."

"Let's go back to chilou. This time, there should be no objection to huanxinjian." Lu Zhengkang invites Caiyun and carries qingningzi back together. As he said, when he shows the sword to the public again and asks "I'd like to ask for advice", no one will stand up again.

In this way, Lu Zhengkang stood next to master Bo and let the field out. After a while, the sword fight continued. Lu Zhengkang secretly went to qingningzi and watched others fight with him. It must be different from him.

Seeing that Lu Zhengkang didn't belong to him, Qing ningzi asked, "are you thinking about the monk in the moth lacewing mountain just now?"

"No Lu Zhengkang blinked. That's the truth.

"Really?"

"Well. Before the monk died, he said something, which my red dimple Jiao told me just now. "

"What did he say?"

"Qinglian Jianzong, winter solstice peak, conspiracy."

Qingningzi was stunned for a moment. She looked around slightly, and no one noticed their corner. "Ah Lu, you wait here, I'll go to my master." Then she left in a hurry.

Lu Zhengkang shook his head. He didn't care about any plot.