Chapter 180

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Today's xuanqifeng has the advantage of the number of people. If you don't do anything, others will say that Zhang Ping's advice is useless. Under the cold words of Zhang Ping's advice, the other eight people hold flying swords at the same time. Nine people present the shape of character, facing the three Zhao Jiuge, who seem to be weak.

The atmosphere on the top of Wuhua peak was suddenly suppressed, and a war was imminent!

Wow.

Zhang lingnen's face was white and smooth. Later, eight miraculous lights flashed at the same time behind her. The pressure of the sky made Zhao Jiuge feel a little stuffy in his chest. He was a little better, but he was cold as the wind, but his body was already slightly shaking. After all, he was the only one among the three who had never entered the vein quenching body.

Zhao Jiuge's dark eyes are full of war spirit. What he says on his mouth is not just bravado. He is really fearless! Although there are nine people on the opposite side, through the spirit power, he finds that only Zhang Ping persuades Ling Longbiao to quench their bodies. Bai Qingqing, a man of profound strength and some decisions of Sanskrit, is confident that he can fight against the nine people in the opposite area. Besides, although cold as wind was just in the early stage of foundation construction, his strength was not necessarily poor. As for the same kind of people, Zhao Jiuge knew Leng Rufeng's idea and hard work better than anyone else.

"Zhang Ping advised the other three people to give it to me. Jiuge, you should deal with Ling Longbiao and the other two. As for the remaining two who built the foundation, they would be cold as wind. Remember, if you can solve the problem quickly, don't worry about the consumption. If you don't have the assurance, you can hold on. I will spare my hand to help you as soon as possible. Don't forget that there are a group of disciples from xuanluofeng. Be careful. I have no spare time to help you now. " Bai Qingqing's voice was a little hasty. She was quite angry. She thought that the winning volume was in hand. How could she think that Mu Zijun and his gang would turn a deaf ear to her? The other two peaks joined hands to suppress their Xuantian peak. Finish this sentence, she no longer stay, immediately body light step, toward her selected four people, the strength of the whole body burst out, she want to make a quick decision!

Zhao Jiuge let out a smile and ordered two sentences to the cold like wind, "be careful." Finish saying also no more nonsense, ran out, do not accept, the reason is so simple, he does not like much nonsense.

Leng Rufeng nodded his head solemnly, his eyes were firm, and he thought that he would clean up these two people anyway. He couldn't hold back Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing. Zhang Ping, the most difficult to chew, tried to persuade Ling Longbiao to be stopped by them. Moreover, Bai Qingqing also shared four people. He dealt with the least number of people!

At the same time, Zhao Jiuge's golden aura immediately appeared around Zhao Jiuge's body, and then the Sanskrit Dharma was immediately used. A layer of golden light curtain was solidified around Zhao Jiuge, and the shadow of Laughing Buddha covered Zhao Jiuge.

As a result, Zhao Jiuge did not intend to keep his hand, and directly acted on his own cards. The longer the time was delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for them.

Zhao Jiuge, whose body has changed, is holding a green plum sword in his right hand, and his laughter does not decrease. He rushes to Ling Longbiao and the two people around him, and dashes against each other with his hard body.

Ling Longbiao and the other two beside him are also in the middle stage of the foundation construction realm. Will the three people be afraid of Zhao Jiuge who has only one person in the middle stage of foundation construction? The answer is obvious, No. Disdain to look at Zhao Jiuge, three people at the same time raised the right hand flying sword, the aura of the sky rolled their own body, the three people all agreed to move the sword, three flying swords in front of the tip of the silver flashing.

Although the first level of power of Xuantian sword is not obvious, it doesn't mean that the back is not domineering and fierce. Everyone will not abandon the original to the end and never use it to learn other skills. It will not be beneficial for the future.

Zhao Jiuge didn't care about the flickering sword light. He still chose not to see it. He just held the flying sword in his right hand and squeezed it more tightly.

Ling Longbiao has a proud face. He has a good family background, but Zhang Ping persuades him to be more powerful and more evil. He admires him before he is willing to accept Zhang's advice. However, this does not mean that he has low vision. He certainly despises Zhao Jiuge from his heart.

A disciple of xuanqifeng was not happy for a long time. Zhao Jiuge's words of pretending to be forced just now, and his steps were full of wind. He rushed out at the other two. The silver sword light in front of the tip of the flying sword in his hand was shaking, and the sword spirit gushed out, and he was released to Zhao Jiuge who was facing himself.

Zhao Jiuge's golden aura suddenly brightened up. Seeing the movements of the xuanqifeng disciple, he not only did not evade and did not resist, but also accelerated to approach him. Only the green plum sword on his right hand was slightly raised.

"Bang."

With a bang, the silver sword directly hit Zhao Jiuge's noumenon, but this hasty attack did not bring any damage to Zhao Jiuge, who acted on the Sanskrit holy body, and did not even stop at the speed of his body.

At this time, Zhao Jiuge's eyes flashed a chill. The green plum sword in his hand suddenly lifted up and held high. The sword light condensed, and the silver light appeared on the tip of the sword. Then he cleaved down to the shoulder of this disciple of xuanqifeng.

"Pooh."

The light of the sword pierced the green robed boy's body with the sword spirit, and his skin made a sound. Zhao Jiuge ignored his attack, and the sword directly broke the aura of his body. A deep visible bone wound crossed his chest from the shoulder.But his whole person was attacked by the power of this sword, and flew back and forth. If he had not hit Ling Longbiao, he would have hit him even further. When he fell to the ground, the five senses of this young xuanqifeng were twisted together, and his mouth gave out a deep groan. The flashing aura of his whole body disappeared. His meridians were injured. His skill couldn't move around his body. He couldn't lift his spiritual power. After a close attack, Zhao Jiuge injured the xuanqifeng disciple in the middle stage of foundation building and lost his fighting power.

In the square of xuantianfeng, a group of people are staring at the scene in the Xuanguang mirror. When Zhao Jiuge beats the other party down with one move, there is an uproar from the whole square. One by one, they are excited. At the moment, the people on Wuhua peak are the same.

"You...!" Ling Longbiao is anxious and angry. He frowns and stares at Zhao Jiuge. Just at the beginning, Zhao Jiuge hurt a person, how can he not be angry, originally still holding the cat play mouse mentality also suddenly convergence.

In his hand, a golden flying sword suddenly lit up. The body of the sword was long and thin. It looked like an awl instead of a sword. What attracted people most was that at this time, the whole body of the sword was covered by the fluorescence and fog of the whole sword. Even though Ling Longbiao had not activated his spiritual power, the sharpness of the golden flying sword made Zhao Jiuge feel it A sense of crisis that stings your skin.

What Ling Longbiao actually held in his hand was a spirit weapon flying sword, because the feeling brought to him by this flying sword was only felt from the Fenghua in Bai Qingqing's hand.

Zhao Jiuge's pupil shrinks, his face is dignified, but there is no retreating look. As soon as his breath is adjusted, he is ready to continue to be ready to go. When Ling Longbiao's whole body momentum changed, he moved forward to face Zhao Jiuge. After Zhao Jiuge's pupil trembled for a while, he did not hesitate to continue to rush forward. It was not his habit to avoid it. Since today's battle against the back is unavoidable, it is brave to fight straight ahead.

Ling Longbiao did not use any fancy moves, nor did he spend time using any method. Instead, he chose the most simple and clear hard stab. With the sharpness of the sword.

Ling Longbiao's left fingers were folded and inclined to his chest. His right hand held the golden flying sword and stabbed Zhao Jiuge's body. The tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhao Jiuge. The air was twisted, as if it had been separated by the sharpness of the blade of the spirit weapon. The harsh roar had been clearly transmitted to Zhao Jiuge's ears.

The tough Zhao Jiuge had no choice but to mention the green plum sword and spread his spiritual power into the flying sword. Relying on the Sanskrit body outside his body, he resisted the attack brought by Ling Longbiao. However, Zhao Jiuge's dark eyes flashed a few times at this time, and his eyes were full of deep meaning.

"Click..."

When the two people contacted, there was no movement of the earth and the sky shaking as expected, only a clear crack sound. The two halves of the green plum sword broke apart, and there was no fluorescence in the whole body. They did not have any intelligence. They just lay on the ground quietly in two parts. With Ling Longbiao's sharp blow, Zhao Jiuge didn't get hurt, but his spiritual power was falling rapidly, and the flying sword in his hand was broken and useless. This made Zhao Jiuge feel a little atmosphere. Although the green plum sword is not a good flying sword, it's just a common magic weapon, but he has been following himself for a long time and has feelings from life to death.

Zhao Jiuge's chest a group of fire is about to jump out, his face even turned a few times, gnashing his teeth to drink a, "bully too much!"

Ling Longbiao disdains a smile, his eyes reveal disdain, and then he can't forgive others. He continues to rely on the spirit in his hand, waving the golden flying sword to Zhao Jiuge, trying to cut Zhao Jiuge with his sword.

Zhao Jiuge, who was angry, snorted in his heart. Then the essence of his eyes flashed away. He lost his green plum sword. His hands were empty. His hands began to seal and tremble. He saw the aura in the air converging around Zhao Jiuge's body. Soon, the naked eye could see that the golden light around Zhao Jiuge was more intense, as if covered with a piece of gold The clothes.

Finally, everyone saw that Zhao Jiuge seemed to be crazy and rushed to Ling Longbiao, who was holding the spirit weapon and flying sword with empty hands. This made the crowd dumbfounded. What was this for? Even Ling Longbiao was a little distracted. However, he would not be stupid because Zhao Jiuge was stupid. He hesitated and continued to chop Zhao Jiuge with the golden flying sword in his hand.

At this time, a common sun as bright to the extreme, dazzling people feel some dazzling light in Zhao Jiuge's right arm.

The crowd in the square opened their eyes one by one and looked at Zhao Jiuge, who seemed to be dying. Then they saw that his right arm, which was full of golden color, had five fingers slightly open, and was facing the spirit weapon flying sword with the piercing sound of the wind. Then the powerful golden spirit did not move at all and was tightly held by Zhao Jiuge's right hand.

This made people's eyes shocked. A body in the middle stage of foundation construction could resist the sharp edge of the spirit weapon flying sword with bare hands. However, many people found that it was not over. Zhao Jiuge, who had been chopped down by the spirit weapon, raised his right hand with strength, clenched his whole palm, and slapped the golden flying sword with a fierce blow.

Without time to react, Ling Longbiao even leaned back with his sword. Time seemed to have solidified. The aura of that fist was still in the air. All this is too yellow and violent. Shake the spirit with bare hands!www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!