Chapter 964 He Jian's Feelings

The piercing north wind howled.

Jiang Qingcheng was wearing a long red and pink dress with an inch-long strip of snow-colored cloth scattered under the skirt. She gently clenched her fingers, her face showed worry, and her voice was like clear spring water: "Mother, what do you say?" Can Uncle Yu beat that bad guy?" She pursed her eyes and the corners of her mouth at the same time, revealing an alluring demeanor.

Jiang Yingrong's face was full of coquettishness, every frown and smile, every word and deed made people's heart ache, spit out the dirty air in her chest, and muttered: "The members of the blood dragon family are extremely powerful in battle, and secret techniques emerge in endlessly. Of course, since Brother Yu dares to take the initiative to fight, his methods will definitely not be weak." She said this, naturally to comfort her daughter, and in her heart, she was not very optimistic about Ouyang Ming. After all, she has blood, so she naturally knows that burning blood can burst out What a powerful force.

He Jian frowned, the carving knife in his hand fluttered at his fingertips, agile and elegant, but his eyes were extremely cloudy, forming an indescribably strange scene.

Master Duan didn't blink his eyes, staring at the field, praying in his heart.

Although he has not known Ouyang Ming for a long time, Master Duan already regards him as a young man with a bright future. Moreover, because of his arrival, Changshou Lane was revitalized. He and Xiaoman are like a rope, connecting this group of practitioners from the north and south of the river together. This kind of warm feeling is extremely enjoyable in the heart of the old man. Therefore, he certainly hopes that Ouyang Ming can win the final prize. victory.

At this moment, a light flashed in Ouyang Ming's eyes, and the lines on the raging fire and chilling cicadas instantly lit up. It's like a staff burning with raging fire, majestic and majestic.

There was a crisp sound of his wrist, and with a wave in the air, the sky turned red, countless flames condensed out of thin air, and the whole world turned into a sea of ​​flames in an instant, and even the faint gray in the sky was burned to ashes generally. If it's just that, it's fine, the key is that within fifty feet of him, all the stone cones are spinning around him, looking from a distance, it looks like a circular array made of stone cones, spinning continuously He is the core of all stone cones, and there are countless flames condensed out of thin air under his feet.

Ouyang Ming was wearing a formation map and stepped on flames, just like a war god from ancient times.

I saw Ouyang Ming wave his staff to Qiang, the flames condensed in vain, and turned into a fierce tiger made of flames, which was about ten feet in size.

The fierceness in his eyes flashed away, and he roared softly: "Go!" While speaking, he pushed his left hand forward, and this fierce tiger transformed from raging flames, and the star map transformed from stone cones, turned into Two beams of light, attacking and defending, cooperating with each other, rushed towards Ji Qi.

Jiang Yingrong took a deep breath and said in surprise, "Brother Yu's aura has two attributes, one is the breath of thick earth, and the other is the burn of fire? This... this..."

Master Duan looked strange, and asked, "What are two attributes?" Even He Jian's ears stood up.

Jiang Yingrong explained softly: "Generally speaking, spellcasters are extremely rare. Even if they appear, they have a single attribute, one of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Spellcasters with two attributes like Brother Yu are rare. If you can survive the thunder disaster , breaking the soul and becoming a venerable, will be infinitely stronger than ordinary venerables, and even one can fight against two, all of which are range skills, with great lethality." She has been reciting Dao Zang since she was a child, and the things she has come into contact with are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. She naturally knows the problem.

But she was wrong about one thing, Ouyang Ming is not dual attributes,

But all attributes.

Possessing the devouring power of the head, he can change all attributes at will, that is to say, he can cast spells of various attributes.

Hearing this, Master Duan smashed his mouth, but didn't speak.

Even the most senior venerable of the Jiang family showed interest in his eyes, and said via voice transmission: "Yu Ping, this kid is amazing! After I thought I had seen it through, after a while, he immediately refreshed this impression and cast a spell are rare, not to mention dual attributes."

Jiang Yuping's pupils shrank inward suddenly, nodded slightly, but did not answer.

Seeing this kind of power displayed by Ouyang Ming, Ji Qi was not afraid, but let out a long roar. With extremely arrogant eyes, Ling Kong pressed against the sky. With this press, it was like white lightning sparking a prairie fire. The three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand spread out, and the cold air overflowed, becoming dense and dense, covering the sky. day. If you really want to describe it, it is like gravel in the desert, ice and snow in the snow field, an aura that can kill everything in the world reverberates, and these Qingfeng swords emit a crisp sword sound at the same time, which is extremely arrogant.

Jiang Yingrong's complexion changed slightly, and she said sharply, "The combined swordsmanship of the Blood Dragon Clan?"

He Jian's face remained unchanged, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and he thought to himself, he didn't know what to say.

He has dealt with the sword all his life, so he can naturally feel the awe-inspiring meaning of this sword.

But even so, there was still a trace of disdain in his eyes.

At this moment, although the aura on his body did not change in any way, the expression in his eyes became wonderful and moving.

On the martial arts training ground, Ji Qi clasped his hands together, and his voice was extremely cold: "Sword together!"

When the sound spread, the light of the Qingfeng sword, which covered the sky and the sun, condensed in vain, and turned into a slash, slashing forward.

"Boom..." Wherever it passed, the aura trembled, and the extremely tyrannical fluctuations scattered in all directions.

"Go to hell!" Ji Qi grinned grimly, the aura in the dantian flowed along the meridians, merged into the sword light, and exploded again more intensely. He was sure that this sword would seriously injure the caster. even death.

The fierce tiger made of flames, the formation made of stone cones, and the sword light made of countless Qingfeng swords joined each other with a bang.

The sky and the earth roared, and the dust scattered, as if the end of the world was coming.

Sand and gravel flew across the martial arts field, one foot after another fell down, the surging rocks, and the extremely violent spiritual energy, as long as they were even slightly contaminated, even the spirits below the high level would undoubtedly die.

The scene was deadlocked for a while, and there were constant thunderclaps and explosions.

Master Duan was terrified, his teeth were trembling, and his voice was thin and sharp: "This... is this really the power that can be caused by a battle between spirits?" Because, only to stabilize oneself in this tyrannical momentum, it is very difficult to escape.

This, where is the battle at the spirit level!

The fighting strength of these two strong men in front of them, even if not as good as the Venerable, is far beyond the peak of ordinary spirits.

Jiang Yingrong's eyes were extremely serious, and there was a trace of sweat in the palms of her hands, stained with a faint body fragrance.

Jiang Qingcheng poked his mother's wrist with his fingers, his face became more worried, and his voice was crisp and clear: "Mother, do you think Uncle Yu can win?"

This time Jiang Qingcheng didn't hesitate, but said with affirmative words: "It will definitely be possible." He also held Xiao Qingcheng's right hand in his palm.

"Mother, your palms are sweating, and your heart is beating fast." Jiang Qingcheng made up the knife.

Jiang Qingcheng rolled her eyes with a wink like silk, but without speaking, she shifted her gaze to the battlefield.

"Broken..." Ji Qi's eyes were filled with blood, and a ghostly and coquettish line spread downward from the center of his eyebrows, as if a thin brush was drawing in front of him. At the end, one side of his face was black, and the other His face was red, intertwined with each other, and there was a pattern of an incomplete dragon printed on it. The aura was extremely violent, and the spiritual energy within a foot of him was instantly stripped away.

He raised his hand and pointed, and the sword light swelled without limit.

The formation plate made of stone cones was cut off after only holding on for a while, and countless stone cones fell, making a "bang bang bang" sound.

And this fierce tiger made of flames was also drawn a ten-foot mark from top to bottom, and it completely dissipated with a whine.

It took a long time to say all of this, but it almost happened in the blink of an eye. From Ji Qi's sword joining, to the flaming tiger being cut in half, the total was less than five breaths.

But the sword light still didn't stop, and the speed was even faster, like an extremely scarlet bloodstain, it wiped away at Ouyang Ming's neck. With this blow, Ji Qi wanted to cut off his head and seal the victory in one fell swoop.

"Brother Yu, be careful!" Jiang Yingrong and Master Duan exclaimed at the same time.

Ouyang Ming's face was also shocked, and he secretly exclaimed, what a fast speed.

With a thought, the space bag flashed white, and the blood gun Long Tu was already in his hand.

But just when Ouyang Ming was about to fight back with the blood gun Long Tu, the golden sword mark on the back of Ou Yangming's hand suddenly lit up, and a tyrannical sword intent erupted from him, which was sharp and domineering, as if as long as he He has a sword in his hand, three mountains and ten seas, nine heavens and ten earths, everything can be destroyed, this is also a kind of madness that can be died at night after hearing the truth, under the spread of this sword intent, the sword light that Ji Qi cut out directly collapse.

It's like meeting the emperor in the sword aura, not even having the courage to slash forward.

This golden sword mark was formed by the condensed sword energy that returned to the top of the sword, and no matter how Ouyang Ming urged it, there was no response on weekdays.

But I didn't expect that if there is no song, it will be a blockbuster.

Ouyang Ming clenched the blood gun Longtu tightly, and a look of doubt appeared on his face, thinking to himself, what is going on?

Jiang Caijin and Jiang Yuping looked at each other, and they both saw the look of doubt in their eyes.

Master Duan moved his footsteps slightly, looked at Jiang Yingrong, and asked softly, "You have come into contact with many things, what can you tell?" From his point of view, this sword light seemed to appear out of nowhere, and it was extremely domineering and charming. crazy.

Jiang Yingrong shook her head: "I don't know..."

She looked at Ouyang Ming, who was wearing a picturesque white coat with a spear in his hand, and felt a deep sense of loss in her heart.

No one noticed that He Jian's pupils sunken deeply, and his five fingers were tightly pinched together. His heart felt as if the river was overwhelmed, and he kept roaring, "Go back to Jianfeng!" This kind of breath, this is Huijian Peak!

There was a long sword reflected in his eyes, which was somewhat similar to the sword light that erupted from Ouyang Ming's body before. It was a little more complicated, but it was also very powerful. ...

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