Chapter 965: Pinch neck

　　 The north wind sobbed...
　　This golden swordmantle slowly shrinks and turns into a golden mantle, which is engraved on the back of Ouyang Ming's hand again, turning into a pattern of a small sword.
　　 is like a birthmark from birth, very strange.
　　Ouyang Ming reached out with his left hand and touched it. There was no difference. He thought secretly, it seemed that he had to pay close attention to the matter of looking for Hui Jianfeng.
　　 The martial arts field was a mess, with broken walls and gravel everywhere.
Ouyang Ming took a half-step forward, and the lance and pestle were on the ground, laughing with a cold voice: "Yes, a little interesting, I thought you could beat you with a fiery cicada. I didn't expect the blood of the blood dragon family to be so powerful." He Shaking his head, his eyes were sharp.
"Huh, if it weren't for the Jianguang bodyguard, you were already dead." Ji Qi sneered, thinking that he must come, this must be the bodyguarding method given to Ouyang Ming by the strong man of this race, which has already been used now. Once, it is temporarily invalid.
　　Ouyang Ming shook his head without explanation.
　　Five fingers squeezed together, the tadpole-like runes on the blood-gun dragon slaughter flowed up.
　　 He pointed to the front and yelled in a low voice: "Magic increase!" The sound has not fallen yet, and a golden spiritual storm swept towards the four sides. The earth shook, the rock was like being thrown into the sky by a tyrannical force, and the sounds of the sky burst apart, and at once, an array of stone cones emerged, and it kept spinning. The stone cone is like a star in the sky.
　　 "Kill!" Ouyang Ming's eyes flashed coldly, his left and right hands folded together, and he pushed outward suddenly.
　　 This array of stone cones blasted away from the strong side, and became extremely terrifying under the attribute of the blood spear dragon's slaughter 50% amplitude.
　　 This simple and common spell has a power that can open the sky.
　　Ji Qi's complexion changed completely. At this moment, he even felt a light sense of danger on Ouyang Ming.
Although he is only a side branch of the Blood Dragon family, he is also extremely daunting, but now he feels a dangerous breath in a caster one level lower than him. This is unforgivable. The tall and majestic body swells every inch. The skin is full of explosive power, and the left hand is upside down on the space bag. Suddenly, hundreds of swords pierce out and cover the sky.
　　This is sword raising, which is different from Qixingzong Juejianfeng's sword box keeping sword, this is Jian Wan.
　　 Ji Qi's right hand was stuck in his eyebrows, and a spit of blood spurted into a blood mist.
With both hands fast pinching, ten fingers beating rhythmically, whispered in my mouth: "I raise a sword for thousands of days, at this time I would like to use essence blood as a guide to open the sword pill!" Under the sound, countless white silk threads Appeared in his mind, this is the Lingyu sword.
"Ill!" He raised his finger, Jian Wan turned into countless white lightnings, end to end, like a silver long dragon of dozens of feet, flying up and down in the air, running down from above nine days, each The swords with long handles stirred up a wave of sword qi, and they blasted away at the array of galloping stone cones.
　　At the same time, his feet moved quickly and approached Ouyang Ming.
　　 At this moment, he and the Teng family's second thought were surprisingly consistent. As long as he could fight close, the so-called caster was nothing but a chicken.
　　Ouyang Ming saw this scene, there was no confusion on his face, his steps were like the wind, he quickly pulled back, but his heart was sneer.
　　 Aura collided before the battle pattern and Jian Maru, and the air made a burst of muffled noise.
　　Jianmaru heard the sound of mourning, and a handle of Jianwan lost its charm and fell from the sky.
　　 This is also true of the array made up of stone cones. Countless stones have fallen down. As soon as the two have come into contact, the battle has entered a fierce battle.
　　 But neither Ouyang Ming nor Ji Qi has backed off and chose to rock hard.
　　 One handle, two handles...
　　Hundreds of sword sword have been dropped from the air, most of which are composed of stone cones.
　　 However, because Jian Maru was unable to break through the market, Ji Qi had no chance to get close to Ouyang Ming.
Suddenly, Ouyang Ming's eyes were very cold, the blood-gun dragon slaughtered one finger forward, and a black awn flashed. The sky-shaped stone cone trembles up and down, and a violent breath spreads out. Open, smash all Jian Maru.
　　Ji Qi's complexion changed greatly, her nose and eyebrows all scrunched together, and she looked extremely unbearable.
　　 He never imagined that Ouyang Ming was so determined that he exploded his array, and when he wanted to control Jian Maru to leave, it was too late.
　　 The key is this Jian Wan, he has only a few hundred handles in total, and how many stone cones are there? Can only be described as endless.
　　 "Can't go on like this, otherwise I will lose." Ji Qiqiang endured the color of flesh pain, and his hatred for Ouyang Ming had reached the extreme. Taking a long breath, all the aura in Dantian was mobilized, and even the blood in his blood vessels flowed countless fast, and the green muscles burst out of his body, just like countless creeping worms, a powerful momentum swept away and set off A gust of wind.
　　 What is more terrible is that his body exploded like a beast.
　　 A bloodstain like a crescent lit up at the heart of the eyebrow, and finally turned into a big man three feet tall, with a pair of horns on the top of his head.
　　 "Can make me burn the power of blood, even if you die, you are already proud!" Ji Qi had a cloud of blood mist in his eyes, and his voice was cruel and cold.
　　 "Oh?" Ouyang Ming's voice was dull, as if there was no anger at all, and his five fingers gently held the blood gun dragon slaughter.
　　The spread of this voice made Ji Qi's anger instantly reach the extreme.
　　 It's like punching a punch with confidence, but finally hitting on cotton, the feeling of powerlessness can make people crazy.
　　 snorted coldly, his body leaped out in an instant, and forced Ouyang Ming away.
　　 There is only one thought in Ouyang Ming's mind, that is fast, too fast.
　　Heart guarding the heart, step into the realm of meticulousness and the unity of nature and man, step backwards and pull away the distance.
　　At the same time, various endless spells were brought out, without giving Ji Qi a chance to get close, and kept walking, even killing.
Ouyang Ming owns the unique spiritual world of the Feng ethnic group, and his spiritual strength is unmatched, and there is a 50% increase in spells. In a moment, the two can't stand still again. Although Ji Qi's own strength has increased a lot, but whenever When he was chasing and chasing, Ouyang Ming used a clever Taiji pusher to easily resolve.
　　After half an hour, Ji Qi's pupils contracted, and the more he frightened the more he fought.
He thought that as long as he pressed hard, this caster would inevitably reveal flaws, and secondly, his spiritual power could be exhausted, but after half an hour, he was still alive, and the golden spiritual power was like infinite Endlessly, he thought he had looked up at the other party, but now he feels that he still underestimates the other party.
　　 The thing that scared Ji Qi most was the opponent's fighting talent.
　　 As soon as he reveals his flaws, the opponent's gas engine will immediately wrap up, and the attacks will continue, like a violent storm.
　　 But as soon as he turned into an offensive, the opponent immediately gave up the offensive, walked on the edge, and attacked himself with various spells.
　　 "Ice Sword Art!" Ouyang Ming roared, and the red tassel beneath the gunpoint of the blood lance dragon slaughtered like blood.
　　 A cold wind came from nothing, condensed out of thin air, whistling, the temperature in the air instantly decreased, like falling into the cold winter twelfth lunar month.
　　This is the engulfing ability of the head, which can transform its body spirit into any attribute. I saw a bi-colored ice sword Huo Ran condensed, the space within a few tens of feet was filled with ice swords, Qing Mang shocked, Han Mang surging.
　　 Ouyang Ming's eyes flashed coldly, raised his hand, and snarled in his mouth: "Cold fog is the guide, the ice sword lasts forever!"
　　 "咻咻咻......" The ice sword broke through the space, drawing countless blue arcs.
　　When everyone saw this scene, their lips were apart, and their faces were all surprised.
　　Jiang Yingrong and Master Duan glanced at each other, and they all saw the panic in their respective eyes. They smiled bitterly and shivered: "This... The third attribute? Cold water is perching?"
　　 "Yeah, this... this kind of talent is really terrifying." Master Duan exhaled gently.
　　 He Jian's eyes were cloudy, and he sighed and said, "Young Brother Yu's mental strength has been exhausted, just look at this blow."
　　 Sure enough, the voice did not fall, Ouyang Ming turned pale and staggered.
"I thought your spiritual power would never be exhausted, and finally could not hold it anymore?" Ji Qi sneered, breathing out, a strange voice came out of his mouth, the thumb and Buckle, index finger tilted up, made a very weird gesture, and pushed forward, a broken blood dragon suddenly condensed, this blood dragon is red all over, only half of the dragon head, half of the dragon body, but the spirit of ruthlessness Rich to the extreme, he swooped at Ouyang Ming.
　　 Ji Qi was afraid in his heart, and he did not want to drag on again, so as to avoid extracurricular branches. Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he worked out the best means.
　　 Even his body turned, turned into a storm, and suddenly, wherever he passed, all the ice swords collapsed.
Ouyang Ming's voice is slightly weak: "Vajra Bodyguard!" The voice has not fallen, countless yellow lights appear in front of Ouyang Ming out of thin air, thin and dense, interwoven into a net~EbookFREE.me~ quickly spread out to the surroundings, It actually gives a sense of tenacity.
　　 This crippled blood dragon has a big mouth, a rage of wildness, biting on the yellow light.
　　 And Ji Qi took a slip, and as soon as he came, he came to Ouyang Ming's back and cut Ouyang Ming's back.
　　At this moment, the huge stone in his heart finally fell. How can he win at this point?
　　 He never thought that the higher order of the last spirit will fall into a bitter battle, and it is so hard.
　　 But at this time, Ouyang Ming showed a mocking look on his face, opened his mouth, and spit out two words: "silly bird!"
Ji Qi was furious, and was about to speak, only to see Ouyang Ming turn around, a violent suction exploded in his palm, and his own speed was extremely fast, regardless of the remnant ischemic dragon biting the golden light, he squeezed it. His own neck, the force of the violent physical body exploded, and it snapped off. Before Ji Qi died, there was only one thought left in his head-is this a caster?
　　All this happened almost in the blink of an eye, even if Jiang Caijin wanted to stop it.
　　Because Ouyang Ming was in a desperate situation, but after a while, his situation was completely reversed, even the oldest Venerable of the Jiang family could not think of it.
　　Ouyang Ming threw Ji Qi out like garbage, and said softly: "I won."...
　　
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