Chapter 218

At the foot of jianhun mountain, Jiang yunya meets Jin Zhongliang. I can remember Kim Jong Il because he was defeated by him. But seeing you again at this time, he suddenly had a very strange feeling. It turned out that he looked like this, which seemed different from his memory? Seeing Jin Zhongliang, Jiang yunya raised his eyes a little, and then noticed the sword in his hand.

The silver halo of the sword was not publicized, but just one look made him feel that his mind was shocked. It was undoubtedly a fairy sword, and it was also a fairy sword with high grade. Even higher than the sword of ice.

He looked at Jin Zhongliang with a slight frown. The distraction period was great and complete. He was at the top of the fairy sword. At this time, he was ten million times better than he had tried on the mountain of haoqimen. However, it was this strength that made him have a stronger sense of war. Even the heart burning sword in his hand also emitted a green halo. The hand holding the handle of the sword clearly felt that the heart burning sword was burning.

After being hot, it was extremely cold. Without his urging, the ice fire array had run slowly by itself.

They still haven't fought with the cold sword, and their war intention is still accumulated in their chest and not expressed. He is like this, and so is the heart burning sword. Therefore, Jiang yunya looks at Jin Zhongliang's eyes and gradually sharpens up, but his sharpness is still cold and noble.

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When Jiang yunya looked at Jin Zhongliang, Jin Zhongliang also looked at him. That was the elder martial brother like a relegated immortal in his initial memory, and also the elder martial brother who later made him secretly swear to win. He finally won and saw the elder martial brother's face. That was the elder martial brother who fell into the altar.

Now, however, in the drizzle, he was plain white and looked handsome and cold. Even the mark of sword slave on his face did not damage his nobility. This kind of nobility is deeply engraved in his bones when he was young. This goodbye still gives birth to an inaccessible mind, even if he only has one layer of out of the body, and he is already distracted.

Looking from a distance, the elder martial brother's figure became more and more light in the drizzle, but the slave seal of the sword slave made Jin Zhongliang feel a kind of incomplete beauty. He was also rich and handsome. However, he would still lower his head in front of the elder martial brother.

"Eldest martial brother." he didn't raise his volume and tried to speak calmly. The sound floated far away and had great penetrating power. It was naturally sent to the ears of Jiang yunya.

The door of Qingmang mountain has been destroyed. The only people who come up are the three of them. Now the younger martial sister

Thinking of this, Jin Zhongliang looked sad. But now he is in Xianjian gate, and Jiang yunya is in Tianxuan sword gate. This is the last time he calls him that. But what he didn't expect was that with his call, the faint figure standing in the distance appeared in front of him at a very fast speed. The size of heaven and earth was measured by him.

Although he would not be surprised at such Kung Fu, and he would do it himself, Jin Zhongliang always felt that this step of Jiang yunya was a step of light clouds, a step of fading heaven and earth, and a step of growing flowers. As before, let him have a little envy that he didn't want to admit.

"Tianxuan sword sect Taoist friend, do you have any advice?" Jin Zhongliang smiled helplessly.

"Compare sword." Jiang yunya's answer is simple and clear.

"Compare swords?" he was distracted, and Jiang yunya was just out of the body. Isn't it inexplicable that he asked to compare swords this time? Just as Jin Zhongliang frowned, he suddenly heard the voice of purple Lingyun, "yes, it's to compare swords, only swords. You can only use swords to suppress your accomplishments to his same level. Dare you compare?"

Zi Lingyun lost to Jiang yunya in swordsmanship more than once. At this time, she saw Jiang yunya looking for Jin Zhongliang to compete with him. Naturally, she strongly supported him. She also knew that Jiang yunya's cultivation was too low, so she would motivate him.

"Only more than sword intention and sword skill?" Jin Zhongliang repeated it in a low voice. He looked back at the purple Lingyun. She was wearing bright purple. What she held in her hand was not a red face, but the green flute. Her expression was as flamboyant as fire, as if she had not paid attention to the previous things.

Jin Zhongliang smiled helplessly. It seemed that he was really whored, and the other party was not willing to be responsible. Thinking of this, he bent his mouth, then turned around and hugged Jiang yunya: "in that case, please."

"How about adding some colorful heads?" Purple Lingyun suddenly said.

Because she has confidence in martial uncle and her sword slaves. Moreover, she has lost so many times. Jin Zhongliang used to be half as good as her. No matter how much progress she made, it was difficult to win in swordsmanship. Therefore, she began to take advantage of it.

"OK!" the blue light flashed in Jiang yunya's eyes. He suddenly said, "if I win, I'll take something from you."

What can be taken away, of course, does not need to recognize the Lord, but Jin Zhongliang has some doubts. Elder martial brother, do you have a crush on him? But his storage ring is an immortal weapon. How can it be seen through by a monk in the period of out of body? Just when Jin Zhongliang hesitated, Zi Lingyun also frowned. She originally wanted to bet on Lingshi. However, since Jiang yunya said so, it was hard for her to say anything.

"When you defeated me, you also took away what belongs to me." seeing Jin Zhongliang hesitate, Jiang yunya frowned and asked him to say such words. He felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't know why. It was like a bad luck suddenly poured into his heart and wanted to bah off, but he felt really embarrassed.

Hearing this, Jin Zhongliang's face changed. He said coldly, "younger martial sister is not a thing."

As soon as the voice fell, I heard purple Lingyun puff and laugh.

Although Jin Zhongliang realized that he had said something wrong, he was more angry at this time. Therefore, his voice was cold to the bone. The smile often on his face turned into frost, and his eyes were very fierce. "What belongs to me will not be taken away by others. Elder martial brother, please!"

After that, he didn't stop, but his aura urged the gentleman's sword. Then he took the sword flower in his hand and stabbed it obliquely. The sword shadow spread all over the sky, and the silver light cut the rain curtain and brightened the gloomy day.

Jiang yunya's face didn't change at all. He just stabbed the heart burning sword calmly. It was the most simple sword. There was no fancy sword light, not even a trace of sword meaning. Such a sword stunned the purple Lingyun watching next to him.

However, this is the strongest sword of Jiang yunya. It was after he was defeated countless times by the changeable sword technique of the ice sword that he realized that a sword was simple, simple, but also the most pure. All the sword ideas were gathered in the heart burning sword, which broke out instantly when he stabbed into the enemy's body.

That is a sword enough to split mountains and rocks and cut thousands of miles of rivers.

There was only one sword, and the sword was still in his hand, which made him split the shadows of the sword, and the tip of the sword stabbed directly into Kim Jong Liang's heart. This sword not only splits the shadows of the sword, suppresses Jin Zhongliang's sword intention, and even makes the surrounding aura disappear. Only the heart burning sword shines brightly and becomes brighter and brighter. A cluster of dark flames suddenly rises at the top of the sword tip.

Jin Zhongliang's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that Jiang yunya's swordsmanship had reached such a level.

The power of the sword made his heart cold. However, he could not retreat. He was tightly locked by the sword. He could not retreat or take over. Most importantly, he could not retreat. This is a Kendo competition. He will never shrink back.

Since the sword is so powerful, he can't retreat, so he can only attack. The depressed sword intention soared to the sky with his low roar and the anger in his heart, which attracted the silver light on the gentleman's sword, but erupted at the next moment. Jin Zhongliang himself attacked it without evasion, holding the gentleman's sword and welcoming the earth shaking sword.

The two swords hit each other and collided with each other, which made the earth tremble. Countless pieces of severed sword Qi hit the rocks and cut off countless rocks. One of them made the purple Lingyun's eyelids jump.

Both of them were out of the body. Jin Zhongliang suppressed his cultivation to the out of the body period, while Jiang yunya was a real out of the body period. The prestige brought by the collision of their sword tips even made her palpitation in the distraction period. Zi Lingyun looked at the two people in the field like a monster. After being shocked, her eyes became brighter and seemed to ignite two flames.

After the flying swords hit each other, their bodies were shocked, but no one retreated. In an instant, they had passed a hundred moves. Their bodies were very fast. The sword light flickered, and the purple aura could not be distinguished by the naked eye. They could only lock them with divine consciousness, so they could see the scene.

It was a storm, a sword storm, a murderous storm. She knew that Jiang yunya was strong, but she didn't know that he was so strong. At the same time, Jin Zhongliang, who was equal to her, felt that she had been left behind by him.

The smile on her face converged, her eyebrows tightened, and the flute in her hand vibrated slightly. Although there was a gap, she blew it at this time. At the beginning, the sound of the flute was gentle and clear. However, a moment later, the purple Lingyun's eyes were cold, and the sound of the flute rose abruptly. The drizzle around her seemed to encounter a barrier that had not fallen for a long time, and climbed up with the sound of the flute, It was like penetrating the rain clouds in the sky, making the sun break through the clouds.

In the Kendo competition between Jin Zhongliang and Jiang yunya, Zi Lingyun felt her sword meaning and took a step forward. Just when her eyes were a little warm, the flute in her hand suddenly flew out and bombarded the two people in the field.

It turned out that under countless collisions, the advantage of Jin Zhongliang's top order fairy sword finally came into play. He became braver and braver, and the light of the long sword in his hand became brighter and brighter.

Jiang yunya was just the opposite. The sword in his hand hummed in countless collisions, like a candle in the majestic rain, and would be completely extinguished at the next moment. However, it persisted for many next moments. Until this time, it was broken in two by a gentleman's sword that suddenly sounded like a dragon's chant. Jin Zhongliang couldn't stop, but Jiang yunya still welcomed it with half of the broken sword in his hand!

No, that's the top order fairy sword! Zi Lingyun didn't even think about it. She threw her flute out and wanted to block the attack for Jiang yunya. However, there was a white light, which was faster than her flute. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)