Chapter 910: Love Xu Zhen

The ninth and tenth chapter of the situation Xu Zhen
"Masters want to compete with him?"
There was a glimmer of surprise in the eyes of the three people.
They know very little about the things before Ningqi, but at least they know that Ningqi’s previous repairs were not even in the fight. In just a few years, what can he grow to?
In the fog of the nearby miners listening to the clouds, there is no concept in the heart of the soul, just looking at the purple sword behind the soul of the Ziyang Sword Emperor, the heart will be a wave of ripples.
"It turns out that the Emperor is strong in this kind of place. Is there a purple sword in it? Is it easy to take the first level thousands of miles away?"
The butcher's eyes flickered and looked at the purple sword that the soul of the soul condensed.
"Are you sure you want to compete with me?"
Ning Qi smiled and looked at Ziyang Jiandi.
"Are you afraid? I really want to see what the spirit of Wang Pin is like."
Ziyang Sword Emperor's eyebrows pick one.
Ning Qi smiled and said to him: "Dudu, you should retreat first, so as not to be affected by the battle."
"Yes."
Dudu is now in a complicated mood. She does not believe that Ning Qi will be the opponent of Ziyang Jiandi, but she expects that Ning Qi can have a miracle.
After Dudu left, the golden throne under Ning Qi's buttocks was instantly twisted into a group of souls. The next moment, behind him, there was a ten-foot-tall Titan spirit, which was golden like gold casting!
"This is your soul!"
In the eyes of Ziyang Swordsman, there was a glimmer of surprise, but after seeing the size of the golden spirit, the corner of the mouth could not help but provoke a mocking smile.
"The soul of ten feet high is similar to that of me and so on. Even if the order is high, it just proves that there is potential. How can it be the opponent of the master?"
The thoughts of the three people at this moment are exactly the same.
After seeing the soul of the Titans, Hongmeng Zun and others suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Some of them succumbed to the spirit of the purple sword and looked at the soul of the Titan. The difference between the two is too big, and a little contrast, everyone has a heart. Spectrum.
"Haha! This guy is really not self-sufficient!"
Butcher looked at Ning Qi relaxed and laughed in his heart.
"The soul of this person is quite different from the spirit of the Ziyang Sword Emperor!"
"But, one side is a hundred feet high, the other side is only ten feet high. In contrast, the golden soul of this person is like an ant!"
"I hope there is a miracle happening!"
Dudu clenched his fists and was a little nervous.
"Get it."
Ning Qi faint road.
"What? You want me to shoot first?"
Ziyang Sword Emperor slightly glimpsed.
"Don't you dare?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"Connected."
In the eyes of Ziyang Swordsman, there was a hint of coldness. The purple sword behind the soul suddenly moved, cut through the air, and went straight to Ningqi at lightning speed.
The purple sword of hundreds of feet fell from the air, and this kind of power made the nearby miners feel a suffocation.
But in the next scene, the miners, as well as the Hongmeng and the Moss, all stayed on the spot, and saw the golden spirit behind Ningqi’s body, and came to Ningqi, then gently squeezed it. The tip of the sword of the purple sword, and the soul of the purple sword, in its hands, can not move!
"what happened?"
The face of Ziyang Swordsman changed, and the heart kept stimulating the spirit of the purple sword, but he felt that the other side had a mysterious power, which seemed to temporarily block the connection between him and the soul.
The mouth of the soul of Titan reveals a hint of disdain. It jumps up and grabs the hilt of the spirit of the purple sword, waving a hundred-foot-long purple sword, and a sword smashes toward the Ziyang Sword Emperor!
The Ziyang Sword Emperor reached out and handed it out. The aura between heaven and earth seemed to be taken by him, and then condensed together to explode a terrible force.
But this force is still pierced by the purple sword easily, the sword tip, stopped at the inch of the eyebrow of Ziyang Jiandi, only one inch, he will be headshot by his own purple sword!
A trace of cold sweat emerged from the forehead of Ziyang Jiandi, slowly flowing to his nose.
Everyone saw this scene and all were shocked.
"Is this winning?"
Dudu’s face was shocked, and he looked incredulously with his hands on his back. He was looking at the lightness of Ningqi, as if he was not fighting a fighting emperor, but was leisurely in the park!
"you lose."
Ning Qi looked at Ziyang Jiandi and smiled.
"Well, I lost."
Ziyang Sword Emperor sighed long and confessed.
The next moment, he found that he could manipulate the spirit of the purple sword again, and the golden Titan spirit of Ningqi disappeared.
"The teacher respected the loss?"
The three sacred people looked at the Ziyang Sword Emperor. In their hearts, the Ziyang Sword Emperor is invincible. Even the Dragon Emperor in the Dragon Prison, the Demon's Demon Emperor is not the opponent of Ziyang Swordsman. Now, he lost in the hands of a younger generation who did not even fight for a few years ago?
Hongmeng Zun and others are extremely ugly, iron-blue, white, and different in mind.
"Is it possible to tell me about you and the cloud?"
Ning Qi smirked, and the soul once again condensed into a golden throne, and waved to the beep and sat down.
Ziyang Jiandi's face changed slightly, sweeping everyone's eyes, and Mo Sheng and others immediately ignited the nearby miners. The butchery heart was slightly happy and wanted to take the opportunity to escape.
"You, yes, you are, standing."
Ning Qi pointed to the bully and pointed.
Tuoba’s face showed a hint of despair, and his body stood stiff and incomparably.
Ziyang Sword Emperor swept the Tuba, did not put it in his heart, slowly fell in front of Ningqi, hesitated a little, and said: "I respect him, okay?"
"Which is your master?"
Ning Qi asked curiously.
"Sorrowful autumn."
Ziyang Jiandi Road.
"Is it a master of respect for the elders of the sorrowful autumn? Is it not that you are with my peers? Is it the true biography of Yunqizong?"
Ning Qi’s eyes flashed a glimpse of surprise.
It is no wonder that Yin Tianshun hates Xu Zhen. He is the same as Yin Tianshun. He is a true disciple of Xiong Hongqiu. However, even the tragic Hongqiu is only the existence of the fighting class. Xu Zhen is already the Samsung Emperor.
"You are also the true biography of this generation?"
Ziyang Jiandi is also very surprised.
"Ok."
Ning Qi nodded and smiled: "My teacher respects the dream."
"It turned out to be a dream elder."
In the eyes of Ziyang Swordsman, there was a trace of memories. "When I first entered the cloud, it was still 800 years ago. It was the earliest true biography of Yunzong. The real biography before me was already dead in the dragon domain. bingo."
After a pause, he continued: "You are curious about my relationship with Yunzong. In fact, it is simple. I fell in love with a dragon. She is a wild dragon. Because of this, Yunqizong almost suffered. The disaster, and I was also thrown into the Dragon Prison by the Argentine Emperor."
The Ziyang Sword Emperor said that the simple, Ning Qi can imagine, it is estimated that he was completely broken with Yun Qizong because of this matter.
"I don't think you are a kind of love."
Ning Qi smiled.