Chapter 872

At the moment, there is a figure not far from Zhao Jiuge's body. Zhao Jiuge doesn't need to look at it. All of them know that it is the person who made the sound before. At the moment, he just arrived, but it was too late. All the people had fallen into the light. What happened just now seemed to be slow, but actually it happened between the electric light and the flint.

"Well, how dare you, you devil, are so crazy that you are not afraid of being surrounded and killed for life!"

At this time, the voice said angrily, after all, no one dares to do so openly in the city. Such a practice is tantamount to provoking those orthodox sects and aristocratic families, but Zhao Jiuge did it, and he was so dismissive.

Zhao Jiuge, whose face is indifferent, just raised his head at this time, his eyelids picked slightly and looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

He is a middle-aged man in a gray cloth robe. He has a fat figure and white hair on his temples. He looks ordinary. He looks like a depressed scholar holding a fan that has not been opened together. However, he is afraid to underestimate him because of the breath of spiritual realm. In addition, although the city of bai'e is not big, it is still a little bit to be able to sit in the city grisliness.

Hearing this man's words, Zhao Jiuge sneered and laughed again. He couldn't help but retort, "what's right and what's evil? You have the right to comment on others. If you want to kill people, you can leave if you want. Who will listen to so much nonsense? "

Generally speaking, there is no one who can love himself in the same realm, who can make his foundation solid and has eight grade miraculous elixir. But at present, the breath of the middle-aged man in grey robe obviously oppresses him. Zhao Jiuge speculates that he has already reached the bottleneck and is about to break through to reach the realm of Linghai. Otherwise, the city of bai'e is so small that it will not have only one spirit The monk Jingjie is in charge.

Originally, Zhao Jiuge had killed a lot of disciples of wandaozong. Zhao Jiuge had already made a little evil, and he planned to leave. No one who had nothing to do with him would kill him. However, looking at the middle-aged man's posture and tone, Zhao Jiuge was disgusted. After all, Zhao Jiuge's most taboo is that others discuss the word "good and evil" in front of him.

"If you're stubborn, then you can stay. It's just that you are such a devil. It's bad to survive." The middle-aged man in grey robe is not angry with Zhao Jiuge. He told him to stop before, but he ignored himself and killed all the people. Now he still says that he is not qualified to comment. Today, if he can't keep a guy in the middle of the realm of transforming gods, he has practiced for so long in vain.

He also knows about Zhao Jiuge. After all, Zhao Jiuge's reputation is hot, but when he shows up, it's not good to choose where to start. He has to choose bai'e city where he sits. It's just because he is easy to bully and challenge him.

"Bang."

The gray robe middle-aged man looks a little ugly. At the same time, the gray robe on his body has no wind, and the momentum is emanating. The fan on his hand is also turned on, and the fan is emitting light blue starlight.

Zhao Jiuge's body is tight, and his eyes squint a little subconsciously. Naturally, this person brings him a strong sense of threat, far from being comparable to the mob of black faced men.

The most important thing is that Zhao Jiuge can't see through this person. After all, each monk's moves and means are different, so it's hard to guard against unknown things. He doesn't know the identity and means of this middle-aged man, so he's naturally on guard.

The fourth layer of Xuantian sword is the twilight cloud.

Zhao Jiuge has never been a man waiting to die. He has always believed that it is better to start first. Since the middle-aged man in grey robes has made a clear gesture to keep him alive, he knows that a fight is inevitable. However, Zhao Jiuge's only worry is that the longer the time goes on, the more people will come. After all, he has already alarmed a later stage of spiritual transformation. If he wants to have another one, he will have to fight again Zhao Jiuge is worried that the powerful monks from nearby cities will come to several more. Therefore, he should not only start first, but also make a quick decision.

Looking at the endless sword like the twilight clouds, the middle-aged man in grey robe was a little surprised. He had already reached the edge of the fight, but he didn't expect that Zhao Jiuge started it first, which made him angry even more.

The right hand holds the jade fan, and the left palm is empty. Then the spirit power runs and condenses. A blue water bead is suspended in the palm of his hand. The blue water bead is no less than the size of a thumb cover, but its power is no less than a startling wave. The blue water bead is also surrounded by flowing light.

Zhao Jiuge was deeply shocked at the moment. When he saw the blue water, he almost thought that the middle-aged man in grey robe had just hidden his accomplishments and was a monk in spiritual realm. However, after looking at it for a long time, he was sure that the middle-aged man in grey robe was a spiritual realm later.

Generally speaking, this kind of means is the symbolic means of spiritual realm. At present, the gray robed middle-aged man can only show one thing, that is, he really stepped into the spirit sea realm with half a foot. He is not an ordinary monk of transforming God realm. If he can use this method in advance, his qualification is not low, which makes Zhao Jiuge deeply shocked at the same time Afraid of the gray robed middle-aged man in front of him.

"Whew."

He said that he was a middle-aged man in grey robes. However, he had only one impression on Zhao Jiuge, that is, he was steady. Even if he oppressed himself in his cultivation, the middle-aged man in grey robe still did not look down on Zhao Jiuge, but was very cautious.Zhao Jiuge felt more pressure because of this stability. However, Zhao Jiuge had already started, so he put down all his burdens. Naturally, his mind would not be shaken. The middle-aged man in grey robe flicked his fingers lightly, and the drop of blue water immediately shot away with a trace in the air towards the sweeping Twilight clouds.

"Bang."

It seems that in front of the middle-aged man in grey robe, his sword resolution, which has always been famous, is not enough. The endless sword spirit is directly driven around.

No matter how fierce your sword spirit is, no matter how much sword spirit you have, I will just drop a drop of water and break ten thousand methods with one strength.

in the twinkling of an eye, the speed of the impact of the sword was not able to keep up with the speed of the destruction of the droplet. Zhao Jiuge looked at this scene with a solemn face. It was natural to understand in his eyes that it was not so simple as ordinary water droplets. It was the essence of the middle-aged man in the grey robe that had gathered in his body, so he could be so strong.

Seeing that his domineering sword spirit was easily dissolved by the gray robed middle-aged man, Zhao Jiuge knew that his opponent was a little tricky. If he saw the situation was not good, he would run away. Anyway, there was no shame. Now facing the middle-aged man in grey robe, he might not be able to beat him, but he would certainly be able to run. If he came back later, he might want to run It's more difficult.

The voice of dragon chant suddenly resounded through the sky. The sound broke through the clouds and shook people's hearts. Many onlookers were shocked. However, those who had a little insight understood that it was one of the means of Zhao Jiuge to suppress the bottom of the box. At least Zhao Jiuge was also a man of the day. In the past, many people naturally paid attention to things in the past.

Even in the dark eyes of the middle-aged man in grey robe, there is a dignified color. Zhao Jiuge's short years of cultivation and Cultivation in Xuantian sword gate naturally can't be compared with the ordinary God realm. Therefore, he didn't look down on Zhao Jiuge at the beginning. Now he sees Zhao Jiuge's method, which is mysterious and mysterious. The gray robed middle-aged man is like a big enemy After all, it's not easy to practice until now. No one wants to lose his life in the ditch.

As soon as the Six Day Golden Dragon appeared, it attracted people's attention. It was very lifelike. Originally, the six Golden dragons had been destroyed in the school martial arts competition. This was the result of the combination of time and spiritual power in Xiaoyao Valley some time ago.

The sword spirit of the twilight cloud is destroyed, and six Golden dragons interweave with each other. With a fierce breath, they rush toward the middle-aged man in the gray robe. The middle-aged man in the gray robe can't help but change his face slightly. His body is not strong. If it is attacked, it will be very dangerous and will inevitably be damaged.

The drop of blue water was still floating in the void, sending out a huge pressure. Even after the previous impact, six Golden Dragon Dragon raced toward the blue water drop, as if the drop of blue water in their eyes was a rare plaything.

"Boom..."

When a golden dragon touched the drop of blue water, the whole body of the Dragon suddenly shook and bounced towards the rear. Moreover, the lifelike dragon body just now dissipated a lot. It seemed unreal, not so solid.

However, the blue water drop also appeared turbulence, the color changed a lot, no matter how powerful the spiritual power, after constant consumption, it would be vulnerable to a blow, so when the second golden dragon fell hard on the blue water drop, the blue water droplet finally dissipated, and the second golden dragon, itself, was illusory.

Seeing this, Zhao Jiuge immediately took back the two golden dragons. After all, it took a lot of hard work and time to regroup each time. Zhao Jiuge could not bear to let the golden dragon which had just condensed for a long time to dissipate again. Anyway, the drop of blue water has been broken now. The remaining four golden dragon can solve the problem of middle-aged man in grey robe. Can we solve it Then he is ready to run away, the big Revenge of him, can not be silly to stay here and fight with him.

So it's good. If the real man Fu Qing is here, maybe Zhao Jiuge will choose to go all out. Although Zhao Jiuge is on guard, he is still relaxed. It's easy to escape in front of the middle-aged man in grey robe.

At the moment, Zhao Xi's middle-aged man is still waving his life, and even the middle-aged man's heart is similar to that of the middle-aged man, and even the middle-aged man's heart is similar to that of the middle-aged man Face jade fan, used one of his most powerful kill moves.

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!