Chapter 952: Let’s make a decision

Chapter 952, let’s make a come.
This pedestrian, wearing a blue robes, is imposing.
Especially the man who is headed, in his forties, although his height is a dwarf with only one meter and six, he is a arrogant face.
He also saw the people of Jinxianmen far away, and suddenly there was a strange look in his eyes.
"Oh, this is not the person of Jinxianmen, it has been gone for a long time."
"It turned out to be the head of the Dragon Tour, and I haven't seen it for a long time."
Bai Zheng politely made a turn.
His disciples also followed the ceremony, but the look on their faces was very stubborn. The white leaves are even colder and very disdainful.
"I haven't seen it for so long, so the sister is still so individual."
The palm of the hand smiled and said with all irony, "It’s just that such a character, how can the North Hall of the Essence of the Peak be liked."
"you!"
White thorn leaves are picked center head, suddenly angry, could not be pulled out his sword.
As soon as she pulled the sword, she was all unhappy with a few disciples. In a flash, the sword was squirted and the golden light flashed.
"Do you stop, don't you have a teacher in your eyes!"
Bai Zheng blinked his eyes, and several disciples were honest and took the sword and stood back.
"Oh, it’s still the white door master."
The head smiled smugly twice. "And know what it is, and the person who knows the time is Junjie."
"Zhang Minmin, are you provoking! If there is anything that is not convinced, come and fight with my grandmother!"
White leaves are very gentle to the brothers, but when they are outsiders, they show the thorns on the rose.
"White leaves, live."
Bai Zheng did not want to be an enemy of the people, took his sister and apologized.
"Sorry, She’s temper is too rushing. If it is against the head of Zhang, please bear with me."
"Inclusive, naturally have to be included!"
Zhang Xiaomin is also a smirk. "This kind of beautiful woman, this is a very comfortable one."
"贱人!"
Xiao Shimei, a younger sister, couldn’t help but whispered a word.
"Who is this person?"
The Qin Dynasty is next to it and it looks really good. He didn't know what Zhang Minmin couldn't help but ask.
"Qin Zhenren is a mess, and I don't know."
Li Weilong lowered his voice and said, "This person is the head of the Longyou School, Zhang Xiaomin. With the dragon's heart, it is also a small name in the realm of cultivation. He and Jinxianmen have long been in conflict. We Jinxianmen The last head of the white birch master, the master's father, defeated the leader of the Longyou faction in the contest. As a result, the dragon tour leader took over and was unwilling to fail. After returning, he vomited blood and died. The teacher, also because of serious injuries, soon passed away..."
"Oh, I understand that I understand."
When I got here, Qin Chao had already understood, "It turned out to be the hatred of the previous generation..."
"White Gate Lord, I have just been to Jinxianmen to find you in the first few days of this seat. I know that you are on the road. Now, it’s hard to catch up with you. Why are we doing today?
Zhang Yumin’s words are thorny and provoke Bai Zheng.
White Gate Lord, you should not be afraid, right.

"This seat is not afraid of this war."
Bai Zhengyi arched his hand and said, "It’s just that it’s a day when the peaks are overwhelming. It’s a bad luck to move a knife. It’s better to be unlucky. After the day when the candle dragon’s superiors are over, you and me are comparing. what do you think?"
"Not how!"
Zhang Minmin’s face was cold and he bit his teeth and said,
This seat has been waiting for this day, but I have waited for a long time. Bai Zheng, I heard that you are famous for your golden lion’s sword. This seat is not talented. In the past, today, let the dragons in this seat swim to ask for your golden lion sword!"
Said, Zhang Xiaomin's disciples, a dozen people, brushed and scattered, and surrounded several people in Jinxianmen.
That Min Min himself is even more screaming. The whole person is like a bird. He is thrown up on this snow, with a black mans on his hand, calling to Bai Zheng.
"Zhang Zhangmen is too anxious."
The white sergeant’s sword was unsheathed, and a lion flew out and rushed to the air to drop Zhang Minmin.
However, Zhang Yumin's figure was even flashed, and he was very flexible. He avoided the golden lion in the air.
The dragon's palm, with the ghost's dragon travel, is the key to Zhang Yumin's fame.
"Brother, be careful!"
The white leaves looked at the real side and found a flower in front of them. Then Zhang Xiaomin’s short man appeared behind Bai Zheng, and his palm hit the waist of Bai Zheng.
"when!"
Bai Zheng did not return, and a backhand sword blocked Zhang Yimin’s palm.
At the same time, he kicked a kick and forced Zhang Yimin back.
"Not bad, the white door master has two sons, and does not blame the door of this door."
Zhang Minmin was forced to retreat. He was not anxious. Instead, he laughed. "It’s a pity that it is still too far worse than the white birch of that year!"
He said, he suddenly snarled, like a dragon, echoing on the snowy mountain.
He has a strong breath on his body, and his hair is also upright, which is very scary.
"Golden body is four..."
Qin Chao felt a bit and confirmed the foundation of this short man.
It is a higher level than Bai Zheng, and it is difficult for Bai Zheng.
"Let's see, the real dragon is in the palm of your hand, what a school!"
Zhang Yumin said, and jumped up again, flew a palm and called to Bai Zheng.
This time, he is fully shot.
The breath, the blue light was formed, and then turned into a blue-black dragon, wrapped in Zhang Xiaomin's short, whole.
Dalong gazed at Baizheng and opened his mouth.
"Golden Lion Sword!"
The white brow frowned, and the golden light flashed on the sword, and the dragon that roared toward the top of the head smashed out.
The giant lion, which is more than six meters long, plunged into the air.
But in the face of a dragon that is twice as long as him, the lion is obviously struggling and loses.
"Brother..."
When the white leaves were on the side, the face was a bit white.
She did not expect that Zhang Xiaomin's skill, there are so many golden bodies!
His brother Bai Zheng, just broke through the golden triple, not too long, how to be an opponent!
"Golden Lion Sword!"
At this time, standing in the autumn winds not far from Baizheng, the sword is helping.
Another five-meter-long lion rushed into the air, together, and hit the other side of the dragon.
The blue-and-black dragon roared on the snow in the side.
The snow suddenly exploded a dragon-shaped deep pit, and Zhang Xiaomin stood in the pit with a short smirk.
"White Gate Lord, I really didn't expect that there will be other people's intervention in the battle between you and me. You Jinxianmen, no."
"Wind, you step back!"
At this time, it was related to the reputation of Jinxianmen. Bai Zheng had to frown and drank his three disciples.
"Master..."
The autumn wind was so slight that he could see that Master was not the opponent of the dwarf.
"Why, can you look down on the teacher?"
Bai Zheng eyelid pick.
"Don't dare!"
There is no way for the autumn wind, as long as the sword is taken up, silently retreating.
"Open the door, let's come again."
Bai Zheng swayed his sword and waved at Zhang Minmin.
"This is like going on."
Zhang Xiaomin smiled and his face was full of surprises. "Bai Zheng, come and die! Ha!"
He jumped up and turned into a blue-black dragon in the air.
The dragon’s four claws were waving, very embarrassing.
One of the claws, suddenly infinitely extended, toward the white government below, hit a claw.
"Group of lions dance!"
Bai Zhengjian changed and waved left and right.
Sword gas roars.
A lion with a length of two meters jumped out, a total of ten, squatting beside Bai Zheng, all facing the dragon claws to meet the past.
"boom!"
The dragon claws flew three or four heads, but more of them rushed over it and bit the claw.
The dragon tumbling in the air, "White politics, good swordsmanship! However, the next is the right play! Look at the palm!"
The dragon turned over and then the whole dragon rushed down again.
The pressure was so great that Bai Zheng frowned.
He forced his own strength and wrapped it in the sword of his hand.
"The Golden Lion's Wrath!"
A lion with a length of more than ten meters rushed out of his sword.
This lion, with a pair of huge shredded wings on his back, is much stronger than the previous sword lion.
"boom!"
The dragon and the lion collided together, and the energy wave suddenly slammed out, and the surrounding Jinxianmen, as well as the disciples of the Longyou School, shook the left and right, almost fell to the ground.
Bai Zheng can be described as a fight.
The lion roared and bit the dragon.
The dragon ate and tumbling, struggling to smash the lion under him.
"Hey!"
Bai Zheng was stunned by giant force, spit out a blood, and fell back a few steps, and was supported by the white leaf next to him.
As soon as the dragon turned over, he slanted and slanted to the side of Meiya.
The face of Mei Ya has changed.
Li Weilong was near the younger sister. He shouted a small sister, then rushed up, and the long sword in his hand swept the golden lion.
But his cultivation was too bad, the golden lion, himself, was knocked out together.
"not good!"
Bai Zhenggang stood up straight and saw this scene, his face pale, "Yaer is in danger!"
Several disciples of Jinxianmen rushed over, but they were too late.
The white leaf eyes are also full of despair, and there has been a scene in my mind.
Meiya was also shocked, and the whole man stood there in a stupid way, watching the dragon crash into himself.
But at this time, a golden mantle exploded.
Everyone exclaimed.
I saw Qin 12, who had been standing by and watching the battle before. I don’t know when it appeared in front of Maya.
He held a white sword in one hand and pressed the other hand on the sword, blocking the roaring dragon with a sword.
"Hey!"
The dragon screamed, and the remaining one of the front paws waved and patted the chest of Qin.
"when!"
A muffled sound, Qin Twelve's body stepped back ~ EbookFREE.me ~ almost hit Mei Ya.
But at the same time, he lifted the sword and hit the dragon in the air.
"Breaking!"
Qin 12 finally showed his spells.
He threw the sword in front of him, his hands pointing forward, and then separating them.
That sword, instantly stopped in front of him, and then was divided into more than a dozen, with the Qin twelve one finger, brushing, stabbed toward the dragon.
"Puff puff!"
The dragon rolled over and blocked several swords.
But there are still a few, stabbed in his body.
"Hey!"
The dragon disappeared, and Zhang Xiaomin had a few white swords on his dwarf and fell into the snow.
The red blood is red and the red snow around it is red.
"Master!"
"Head!"
The disciples of the Dragon Tour, one by one, were shocked and ran up and rushed to support Zhang Yimin, who was standing still.
"You, you dare to hurt me..."
Zhang Xiaomin couldn't help but spit out a blood.
"Sorry, I am eager to protect people."
Qin Chao shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. I just took out a few swords and I hurt you."
"Humph!"
Zhang Yumin snorted, "If it wasn't for me and Bai Zheng, I couldn't hurt you, how can you hurt me!"
The book starts from the 17K novel network, the first time to see the genuine content!