Chapter 1060

The noisy scene around him was quiet again. Looking at the two young people in the field, he was full of curiosity. Compared with Huang Xianjun, who is already famous in the 100000 mountains, Zhao Jiuge has undoubtedly attracted more attention.

Zhao Jiuge was wearing a black robe and holding "Zhige". The light white halo flowed over the body of the sword. The sun shone on his delicate face, which was full of extraordinary vitality. The breath of the middle stage of Linghai realm on his body overflowed faintly.

At this moment, Zhao Jiuge is also carefully looking at the opposite Huang Xianjun. After all, he has known about Huang Xianjun's information and deeds in advance. Zhao Jiuge does not dare to take it lightly. The most important thing is that he used to fight and kill people mainly by monks in the thirteen states of China. However, he has no experience in this respect.

The only thing that makes Zhao Jiuge a little relieved is that Huang Xianjun is just quenching his body, which is simple and crude, and doesn't use too many mysterious means. At least, he can be a little relieved.

Both of them did not take the lead. Zhao Jiuge looked at Huang Xianjun, who was facing him in a dark Miao suit. However, it seemed that he had a strange shape and looked a little strange. Moreover, his hair was a square inch. In this way, coupled with his cruel eyes, he also made life feel bad.

Huang Xianjun, who is thin and small, is more difficult to imagine that it is a quench of practice. Looking at Zhao Jiuge looking at him, Huang Xianjun even laughs. It seems that he doesn't pay attention to Zhao Jiuge at all. He doesn't even bother to release his breath, so he embraces his chest with both hands.

"Where do you come from? You're not a casual practitioner." With his hands around his chest, Huang Xianjun asked curiously. Looking at Zhao Jiuge's appearance of holding a flying sword, he was curious about the sword repair. Moreover, the flying sword breath was extraordinary and unusual, so Huang Xianjun said so.

"Does it matter where I come from? It matters who loses and who wins." In the face of Huang Xianjun's question, Zhao Jiuge didn't entangle with him too much. Anyway, to say so much nonsense is not as practical as the result.

"Although winning or losing is important, it's not the key point. Anyway, you should not be my opponent. Where you come from is the key point. Otherwise, when you have an accident, I'll give you an account of your school or influence."

Huang Xianjun seems to have a plan in mind. He says to Zhao Jiuge with a smile. Obviously, he doesn't pay much attention to Zhao Jiuge. He is also in a mood to make fun of him.

Smell speech, Zhao Jiuge immediately frowned, some do not like this Huang Xianjun, he himself has never been a talkative person, see Huang Xianjun so much nonsense, has some vexation.

"You look like a man, how to speak like a woman, endless, there are things to work on, the mouth is not a man."

Zhao Jiuge, who was worried in his heart, immediately lost any good tone and said sarcastically, even without a good face.

As soon as Zhao Jiuge said this, some people inside the black Miao Miao village looked at each other. After all, Huang Xianjun, a man of heaven's pride, who was in the Miao village on weekdays, how dare anyone say that about him.

However, the surrounding two Miao villages, as well as other onlookers, did not have to be reserved. Instead, they laughed out loud and unscrupulously. Immediately, laughter was heard everywhere.

"Jiuge is so domineering. I like it." The beautiful eyes of Miao Yuehua below have been Mi up and become crescent shaped.

"In fact, it's a good match for you two." Zeng qingniu suddenly joked that Pan Yuyu also quickly agreed.

"I think this is the best way. Then we can have a company. Then we can go to Xuantian Jianmen together."

Miao yuewharton made a big blush, blinked a pair of eyes for a few times, did not refute for a long time, then began to murmur a few words, "I think he should have someone in his heart."

Zeng qingniu and pan Yuyu looked at each other and understood the meaning of each other's eyes. Looking at Miao Yuehua's appearance, it should be a secret emotion. So after the event, there should be no big problem in making a private match. Then, a smile appeared in the corners of their mouths.

In the field, Huang Xianjun listened to Zhao Jiuge's words and heard the laughter around him. His face immediately became gloomy. Then he was angry and laughed back.

"I think you don't know how to live or die. I'm afraid you don't have the heart to be wordy when I'm free."

"Try it. After all, you can't say what you say. Besides, it's not sure who has lost his mind." Over the years, Zhao Jiuge has experienced a lot of dangerous scenes, not to mention those threatening words. Therefore, in the face of Huang Xianjun's words, Zhao Jiuge just gave a faint smile and didn't listen to it at all.

In the face of Zhao Jiuge, a guy who doesn't get into oil and salt, even Huang Pu has no way out. All along, he is in the middle of the black seedlings. By virtue of his status, he is naturally arrogant. In addition to his extraordinary cultivation, he ignores many people and forms a feeling of being superior.

When he first saw Zhao Jiuge, Huang Pu didn't pay much attention to Zhao Jiuge, so he wanted to tease Zhao Jiuge and show his superiority in front of so many people. After all, most of the foreign friars could not get along in the 100000 mountains, or they just came to seek opportunities, so Huang Pu never took Zhao Jiu for granted Song in the eyes, but who knows is such a he does not put in the eyes of the people, dare to so ridicule him."This guy is so fierce that he dares to speak in front of Huang Xianjun's Miao. I'm afraid he will die at that time without knowing how he died."

"I don't know who this guy is. If he knew the cruel deeds of Huang Xianjun, I'm afraid he would not have such an attitude now."

"There are white Miao and black Miao behind them. They are afraid of Huang Xianjun. They just don't know how strong they are. If they don't have their own strength, they will be wiped out by Huang Xianjun."

For a while, so many people around him who didn't know Zhao Jiuge began to point out, especially when he looked at Zhao Jiuge's attitude.

"Good, very good, you began to let me pay attention to you, you know, generally I think about the people, but there is no good end, I hope you can be like a man later, don't so quickly beg for mercy and admit defeat." Huang Pu's eyes are fixed on Zhao Jiuge, his voice is not loud, but it is full of strong murders.

This time, Zhao Jiuge didn't continue to talk nonsense with him. Instead, he took the lead to stimulate his own aura of spiritual power. Obviously, he was ready to do something. He didn't want to continue to talk nonsense with Huang Pu.

Zhao Jiuge's black robe began to whir and tremble constantly. The sword's edge tilted to the front of his body. At the same time, the streamer of Zhige began to ripple continuously. The white halo became more and more intense. After being stimulated by spiritual power, the sharp breath of Zhige began to be exposed.

Although Zhao Jiuge only had the accomplishments in the middle stage of Linghai realm, because it was the eight grade elixir at that time, the spiritual sea in his body was much larger than that of ordinary friars, and his breath was very strong, which was totally different from other ordinary monks in the middle of Linghai realm.

Huang Pu's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the breath of Zhao Jiuge. In his heart, he knew that Zhao Jiuge was not easy to deal with on the surface. After all, the breath was not what ordinary monks could have.

Although Huang Pu is arrogant because of his childhood personality, he is not a brainless person. When he sees Zhao Jiuge release his breath, he himself immediately releases his breath. After all, there is no doubt about his own strength, and there is not much connection between strength and personality.

With the release of Huang Pu's own strength, the same strong breath began to diffuse and appear in this scene. If you look closely, you will find that the breath released by the hardened Huang Pu at the peak of the spiritual sea realm is only a line higher than Zhao Jiuge. This discovery has made many monks feel disappointed and changed immediately The strength is equal, so that we can enjoy the fight!

Huang Pu's black Miao suit doesn't move at all, and he doesn't have any magic weapon in his hand. In his opinion, his body is the best magic weapon. When he has to, he doesn't even care to use those foreign objects.

The two sides are ready to go, but that's all. There is no further action. After all, sword cultivation can be regarded as a half quenched body stream, and Zhao Jiuge has also practiced Sanskrit holy body, so naturally, he is also physically strong.

When they start to work, they pay attention to their momentum, but now they are like this, which is a process of accumulating strength. Neither of them dare to act rashly.

"Which one of them is more powerful, you say?"

After all, others may not know, but Huang Xianjun is famous for her ruthlessness and ferocity. At the beginning, she was hunted down, and Huang Xianjun made great efforts.

"I'm not sure, but I have confidence in my younger martial brother. I believe that the disciples of Xuantian sword sect will bring surprise." Even if Zeng qingniu looked at the scene at this moment, he did not dare to take a chest to say that Zhao Jiuge would win.

The more the atmosphere in the field is, the more passionate it can bring. When people around are looking forward to the fight between them, neither Zhao Jiuge nor Huang Xianjun is in a daze, and there is no further movement.

Huang Xianjun was not so good-natured in their Miao village. He was afraid that he had already started to move. At present, it was just that he finally met someone he was afraid of. However, it is not obvious that Zhao Jiuge is unusual in this way Two people in the field felt the most.

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