Chapter 114: Sandy Projective Life

Yan Zhang Boyan shook his body, thousands of demons rushed out from the clouds above him, and rushed forward against the sword. At the same time, he said, "Zeng Daoyou was clamoring for something. He hasn't started working with me yet, can't end this person. Could you have expected him to let you go?"
I have seen a lot of Jianguang come here, but I still don't know that Shang Qingjun has misunderstood.
If Fengxiang Sword sent someone else, he still has the heart to explain one or two, but this person has always been self-conscious and good-looking, even if he knows that he has done wrong, he will not repent. At this moment, it is a hands-on operation, and he has completely lost his mind. The golden bell sacrifice was raised in his hand to protect him, but after a moment of parry, he was somewhat irresistible.
Shang Qingjun was so mad that he wanted to come from the University. He had previously thought that he had been overwhelmed by the enveloping past, but now he can clearly see that he has been tricked by him, and he is deeply hated. Hundreds of swords, Most of them went to it.
At the same time, he glanced to the side, seeing that the demon heads collided with Jian Guang, they were all torn apart, and they could not help laughing at them, but then changed their looks. The devil's stubbles were combined, and they were complete. Xia Jianguang, headed straight for him.
He settled his mind and decided to give up the idea of ​​killing Zeng Zhizhi immediately. He called dozens of sword shadows to come back to cover him, but the dozen sword lights that killed Zhang Boyan were unchanged.
Zhang Boyan sneered, and stood still and did not wink. A cloud of dove-faced iron medals flew out of Jinyun, reaching the size of a foot in the wind, hanging above his head, and the light of a sword came, sending a sound of dense collision, but could not burst into Go in.
After the thousands of demon heads went up, they circled around Shang Qingjunchi, rushing down from time to time to bite, and after being cut by Jianguang, they could gather again. He could not find a solution for cracking for a while, but with sword gas stop.
I was so overwhelmed that the pressure was greatly reduced. Everyone who could pull out his hands and sacrifice the bamboo stick in his hand, repeatedly hit him elsewhere.
Shang Qingjun claimed to be the third among the six mysterious swords sent by Fengxiang Sword. He planned to be able to slay these two in less than a few hits. However, he did not expect the situation to be reversed. Instead, he was forced into a panic. With a rage, he and his sword joined together, and Guanghua struck together, smashing hundreds of demon heads, and killed them in the weight.
At high altitude, he beckoned and gathered all the sword shadows together into a black sword with a length of about four feet and a black body. Then he pointed downwards and the sword light came straight to Zhang Boyan, who had the dove face card to protect him. , Standing still, lightly played a few tricks on the card, and suddenly there were dark clouds, piled around before and after, surrounded by wind and rain, sword light into the cloud, but like a mud cow into the sea, can not afford waves.
But at the same time, I suddenly heard the sound of smashing gold, and there was a groan, which fell to the ground, but behind it was a large hole, blood flowing like a note, and a broken golden bell was falling on the body. Aside.
Shang Qingjun laughed wildly: "It's like this to end up against this seat!"
The Baiying Sword has the ability to confuse the enemy's eyes and eyes, and can change back and forth between reality and reality. Therefore, when the sword is issued, it is often defended against people. It was the sword, and it really hit him right away.
Ji Zhang Boyan just glanced indifferently, and didn't look at it too much. He was incompetent, but it was no wonder he was.
At this time, there were two 遁 光 from the top of the mountain, but Wu Suzhen and Shen Chuyu were two, and when they saw the killing, they were all at the scene and were at a loss.
Zhang Boyan fought to this day, but he did not lose his hands for a long time. When the two of them came out, he said aloud: "Two people, haven't come up to kill this person together. If they escape, you watch the lake. Is there a way out of the courtyard? "
She Shangqing Jun listened, and snorted coldly, and immediately killed the sword, but she first gave up.
Wu Wu and Chu Ben are still hesitating, but they are so forced by him that they don't want to hold their hands, they each take out their magic weapon to deal with it.
Seeing the two hands, Yan Zhang Boyan felt that it was almost the same. As soon as mana, two cold air was sprayed from his nose, and the ice formed at a glance, turning into a cold light sword.
This is the "Hanjing Bone Sword" that he sacrificed for hundreds of years. He picked it up and took a piece of paper from his cuff.
有 一 There is a villain struggling and twisting on it. He looks exactly like Shang Qingjun. He smiles, and pushes hard in his hand, and the villain suddenly screams.
Shang Qingjun's expression changed abruptly. He seemed to feel the same. He covered his chest, his face was in pain, he took a few breaths, and cold sweat came out of his head. He also realized that he was wrong, and yelled, "Who harms me?"
Yi Zhang Boyan smiled gloomily. This technique is called "Sandy Projection". It is a magical magical power in the Middle Spring Sect. He usually collects the morale machine into the talisman. When he fights, he can kill the enemy in an instant.
Although this method is powerful, it also has harshness. The monk needs to collect the gas within a hundred days. If the day is interrupted, he will give up all his efforts and need to restart. However, when the spell is cast, it must be within three miles. Therefore, there are very few people who practice this supernatural power in the Middle Spring Sect.
After Zhang Yan Yan also cast Zhang Yan, he felt that he had very few means, and the magical powers in the door such as "Nine Secrets of Great Grief" and "San San San Qi" had not been taught, so he practiced this method.
Since He entered Guantan Academy, he collected everyone's gas pumps. Shang Qingjun lived here for several months, but he was secretly killed by him, and he still didn't know.
In his eyes, a flash of cold light, throwing the rune in the air, and then holding the sword upside down, he swiped at it, and only heard the sound, Fu had a blood surge.
When Shang Qingjun yelled, he fell from the air, his limbs twitched, and he stopped.
Only a moment later, a sudden light flew from his chest and headed for the sky.
筌 Wu Suyi changed his color and said, "Not good! It is a terrible sign! Stop it!"
Zhemingmu is carried by the elder Fengxiang Sword, and if killed by an external enemy, he will fly to inform Shanmen.
Bi Mang appeared in the eyes of Yanzhang Boyan, and immediately hit a flying spike, which flew out instantly, nailing the flying rune in the air.
Seeing that he had been stopped by this amulet, Wu and Shen were relaxed, but they all felt a cold sweat behind them.
When the three noticed the flying book, they didn't realize that a long shadow appeared silently and silently from the ground, slowly crawled to Shang Qingjun lying on the ground, and then drilled into their noses. After a few breaths, they There were countless clouds of mist covering him all over.
Zhang Zhangyan first noticed the difference and raised his hand a dozen times, dozens of blue fires fell down, but the colorful mist seemed not afraid.
But in a blink of an eye, the mist was taken away, but the corpse of Shang Qingjun, who was underground, disappeared, but a small eye appeared out of thin air.
Wu Wu and Shi Jie looked at each other in surprise.
Yan Zhang Boyan looked there, frowning, Shen said, "This place is weird. Don't stay long. The two need to find a way out early."
At this moment, thousands of feet away from the surface, there was a crypt. Shang Qingjun sat expressionless, sitting cross-legged on the ground. He glanced at the hundred-sword sword beside him, and said, "The method of sending swords by the Yuanling? Could you still want to die Do you want to live? "
When the Baiying Sword heard this, he was about to take off, but he pinched him gently, and grabbed it by himself. Although the sword's body moved more than once, he couldn't break free.
Shang Qingjun smiled weirdly, cut his wrist, handed it to the sword, and let the blood spill, and then spit out three turbid gases. The sword changed from black to white and from white to black for nine consecutive times. After that, it stopped.
He picked up the sword, and said quietly, "Beijing is trapped underneath for thousands of years, the original body has not yet been found, so I will use your body to use it, and when the day comes, I will let you go."
Dongdong wins Beizhou, away from Nanlongzhu.
After Mao Wuwei took the nine yellow beads, he bid farewell to Qiao Yan, took three teachers and a group of disciples, and returned to the gate of Nanzhou Mountain. However, before the Wulong River had passed, he saw a Changhong emerged from the sky, straight to himself. Come by.
He hesitated for a moment, reached out and ordered everyone to stop, then stepped out, and shouted, "Zhang Zhenren, why are you here?"
As soon as Jian Jianguang fell, Zhang Yan waved Guangyun, appeared from the inside, and saluted his hand, saying: "Mao palm door, the poor way is to come to you intentionally."
Lai Maowu smiled and showed the tattered sleeves, saying, "I don't have a long thing in my old way, I live by begging everywhere. I don't know if there is anything worthy of Zhang Zhenren to remember?"
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "The poor way is for the orb under the dragon pillar."
After receiving Zhang Boyan's letter, he secretly guessed that the nine yellow star beads had a great connection with the underground ban of Guantanyuan, so he didn't want to send Baozhu to that place again, and decided to gather this thing as much as possible.
As soon as this word came out, Mao Wuwei's three real people behind him were pure white, sincere, and devout.
Zhang Yanwei, they also heard that even Rong Junzhong, who is most likely to achieve Dongtian, was killed by them. If they were deliberately robbed, they would not necessarily be their opponents.
But Mao Mao was indifferent, saying, "Ming people don't do secret things. The old way got a pearl from the dragon pillar, but it seems to have nothing to do with Zhang Zhenren?"
衍 Zhang Yan made a note and said: "Poor Taoist is willing to exchange two pieces of mystery for this bead, I don't know what Mao ’s intention is?"
Wu Mao did nothing but refused immediately. UU read the book www.uukanshu. Comm groaned, but after a while, he said: "The old question shouldn't be asked, this orb ... does Zhang Zhenren know its origin?"
Zhang Yan replied, "It's also hearsay, I don't know if it's true or false."
He didn't say anything, so he listened to what he heard from the martyrs, and picked out one or two to say that he didn't know it.
After listening to it, Mao Wuwei secretly weighed it, and then stretched out three fingers, squinting his eyes, "My brother has three people, but two pieces of mystery are not enough. I would like to give them one another. I want three."
Zhang Yan smiled, and immediately said: "Okay, that's it, except that the three pieces of mystery aren't beside me. Please wait for the head of Mao, and I will send them to you."
The three pieces of mystery that he placed in the fairy city have not been changed so far, and the remedy for refining Baiyue Yingshi has another place. It is useless to stay there and just happened to be replaced.
Wu Mao did nothing but waved his hand: "No need, but I can trust Zhang Zhenren. You take the orb first, and it will be empty in the future. Remember to send your things to me."
探 He reached into his arms, took out a copper cup, pushed it gently, and floated to Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows. He reached for it, put it in his cuff, and nodded his head: "Thank you Mao for her success, as short as ten days, and as long as one month, three pieces of mystery will be sent to Guizong. In front of the door. "
Uh ...
…… (To be continued [this text is provided by the breaking dawn update group @ 为 嗨 而 生]. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. )