Chapter 460

Jing Jiu's expression was dignified, with a sword in his right hand, forming an array with the Chengtian sword technique. This was a very serious state, and it could even be said that he was in a state of facing an enemy.

How many people in the world can easily snatch the sword from his hand in this state?

Zhao Layue doesn't count.

What Jing Jiu himself said was not wrong. Among Qingshan Jiufeng's swordsmanship, he was the worst at Chengtian's swordsmanship. It just depends on whether Gu Qing can improve in the future.

Of course, if he really wants to give it his all, he can also compete with Xue Ji, after all, Yu Yufeng is his own sword. But he felt very clearly that the other party was only interested in the sword, and more importantly, Wang Xiaoming was not far away with the Lieyang Banner, so he had to seize this opportunity.

After Xue Ji came to the field, those flames like clouds and rivers drew arcs in the air and floated towards her, and the sky fire in the clouds no longer fell towards Qingtian Jian, but bombarded her continuously. The stream water sometimes condenses into ice, sometimes evaporates into smoke, and the red and hot stones are instantly cracked by the cold water, creating an extremely chaotic scene.

There was obviously something wrong with the Lieyang Banner, and the Yanggang Fire between the banners actually started to attack Xue Ji by itself, and no longer obeyed Wang Xiaoming's will.

The cold wind blew up, Jing Jiu disappeared from the spot, came hundreds of feet away, his right hand pierced the air like a blade, and slashed towards Wang Xiaoming.

He didn't use the Seal of the Underworld Emperor, because it was still some time before it could fully exert its power, and he didn't use other things that were pressed at the bottom of the box, but he used his right hand.

When Qing'er said that the Qingtian Jian could not be used for fighting, Jing Jiu was very puzzled, thinking that a heaven-level magic weapon that cannot fight is any different from broken copper and rotten iron.

So what does a heavenly magic weapon that can fight mean?

He wanted to try to see how much power his right hand had recovered from spring to autumn, and then to spring.

Lieyang Banner stood up to protect Wang Xiaoming.

At this time, the fire of Yang Gang was completely attracted by Xue Ji, and Lie Yang Banner was still a very powerful magic weapon, but it couldn't block this right hand.

There was only a light rubbing sound, and an obvious crack appeared on the banner that was full of black soul flames!

Wang Xiaoming showed an unbelievable expression, thinking how this is possible!

The Lieyang flag was connected with his heart and blood, and the body of the flag was damaged, and his mind was also greatly impacted, and he spit out blood with a puff.

He let out a muffled snort, and with his magic skills, huge waves rolled up from the edge of the flag, shaking Jing Jiu into the air, and at the same time sent him to the clouds, reaching high above the sky in an instant.

There was a soft buzzing sound, and his clothes fluttered, and Jing Jiu also came into the sky, just like Wang Xiaoming's shadow, he slashed down with a sharp light with his right hand.

Wang Xiaoming's magic skills were really good, he let out a stern voice, turned into several black smoke, forcibly took back the control of Lieyang Banner, rolled up the fire breath in the clouds, and bombarded Jing Jiu's body.

There was a muffled thunder in the sky.

The gloomy, but constantly burning cloud layer shattered like this, and then quickly dispersed.

The wall of fire that grew out of the cracks in the ground gradually lowered until it disappeared without a trace.

Two straight lines appeared at the place where the thunder rose.

A line goes into the front of the snow mountain, and a line falls in the distance.

...

...

There is a big pit in the wilderness far away.

Wang Xiaoming closed his eyes, the magic armor on his body was broken into two pieces, blood was everywhere on his chest, his face was as pale as paper.

Black smoke lingered around him, he suddenly opened his eyes, and let out a howl like a wounded beast.

He never imagined that at the most critical moment Lie Yangfan suddenly had a problem, he only knew to attack the snowman who didn't know where, but he let Jing Jiu go!

In order to seize the Qingtianjian, he had prepared for so long, but now he ended up in a mess and destroyed a high-level life-saving magic weapon. The most exasperating thing is that even Lieyang Banner was pierced by Jing Jiu with a crack!

Although the impact of this breach on the Lieyang Banner will not be too great, how many people does he need to kill if he wants to re-sacrifice to perfection?

What made him most angry and unwilling was, why should he not be as good as Jing Jiu?

He rushed out of the pit holding the Lieyang Banner, and was about to step up into the air and continue to fight Jing Jiu.

There were several bursts of wind, and Gao Ya rushed over with several Xuanyin Sect elders. Looking at the scene in front of him, he hurried forward to stop him.

The leader suddenly disappeared from the main altar, and then there was a change in the Lieyang banner, and they knew something had happened, and when the fire cloud from the Lieyang banner dissipated, they rushed over, but they saw such a scene. Even though they were quite dissatisfied with Wang Xiaoming's actions, these elders dared not do anything, begging him to leave quickly.

This place is already at the northern foot of Lengshan Mountain, very close to Baicheng, so if Lieyang Banner made such a big commotion today, it would definitely startle those decent and powerful people.

If Zen Zi and others rushed over and took advantage of the situation to take away the Lieyang Banner, wouldn't the Xuanyin Sect be over?

When leaving, Wang Xiaoming looked at Xueshan with extreme resentment, thinking that one day I will kill you!

Not long after the Xuanyin Sect members left, the Righteous Daoist really rushed over.

Those who came were He Zhenren and Feng Dao leader of the Kunlun School.

They stood on the clouds, looking at the devastated wasteland and the collapsed snow mountain below, deeply frowning, wondering what happened here?

Those melted stones should have been burnt by the Xuanyin Cult Lieyang Banners, but there was no trace of who they were dealing with.

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...

a little earlier.

The fire in front of Daxueshan was extinguished.

The Lieyang Banner was taken away by Wang Xiaoming, and the rootless fire naturally could not be rekindled, and the underground fires also returned to their original places.

Jing Jiu stood up, wiped off the ice and snow from his face, his face was a little pale, he looked into the distance, and frowned slightly.

Unexpectedly, there was actually a magic armor on Wang Xiaoming's body, which was cut into pieces by his sword, but it saved his life.

Xue Ji still stood where she was, looking down at the Universe Front held in both hands, feeling the aura above.

The surface of her body melted quite a bit, and the clear water dripped onto the ground, turning into ice instantly, but she didn't seem to realize that she was seriously injured by the fire of the Yanggang of the Lieyang Banner. It may be because she has no combat experience, or it may be because in her original cognition, human magic weapons like the Lieyang Banner can't cause essential damage to her at all.

Jing Jiu walked out from the snow, without even looking at her, not even looking at the Universe Feng in her hand, his figure suddenly disappeared, and he was several miles away.

The Qingtianjian has returned to its original size, and it rests quietly on the ground. Qing'er flaps her wings and looks in the direction of the snow-capped mountains, her face full of panic and bewilderment.

Jing Jiu said, "Let's go."

Qing'er came to his senses, pointed to the snow-capped mountain and said, "Your sword is still there."

Jing Jiu ignored it, reached out to pick up the Qingtian Jian, tied it behind his back with the white clothes that had been burned by the Lieyang Banner, and was several miles away in the next moment.

Tong Yan stood where she was, looking at the figure that disappeared into the distance, wondering if this was Ming Qiang?

Qing'er didn't notice that Tong Yan was thrown off at all, and reminded: "Your bug is still over there."

Jing Jiu didn't say a word, thinking that not to mention Universe Front and Han Chan, even Bu Er and A Da couldn't care less, now he can go as far as he can.

Soon, he carried the Qingtian Jian to a snow-capped mountain more than a hundred miles away.

He felt something was wrong, so he realized that he should go south instead of walking in the snow-capped mountains.

There are no trees in the snow-capped mountains, and the cliffs are very clear.

He landed in front of the cliff and was silent for a while.

When the wind blows, the cosmic front rises.

Xue Ji sat on the sword, with a small figure, her white hair was scattered behind her like a gauze skirt, and the cold cicada was pinned in her hair, she looked very cute.

She looked at Jing Jiu quietly, her black pupils were dark, without any emotion.