Chapter 893: Bingyi (seven more)

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The fight there ended abruptly, leaving many people bewildered. When Tong Yan returned to Qin Ming with blood, most people didn't know what happened.
"Quick healing, Ji Hengyong gave it to Bai Hu." Tong Xin's distressed tears were about to fall, and he took out a few treasures and handed them to Tong Yan.
Tong Yan's face was pale, and his body was shaking uncontrollably. In order to block Qin's life, he almost turned into two halves. He lowered his head and looked at his bones and internal organs. He felt dizziness and forbearance Suffering from severe pain, swallowed Bao Yao Pan and sat meditating, recovering his injuries as much as possible. Although the battle was extremely dangerous, I was still very excited. After breaking through the ninth heaven, I killed the long-established uncle Ling Feng, and also carried the offense that is often regrettable.
That was the uncle Ling Feng and Chang Wu Regret, the super geniuses of the demons and the Jinling tribe.
If it is absolutely impossible under normal circumstances, it is possible to achieve this effect. Attention is due to the ancient bronze bronze lantern.
"What happened?" Xiao Huang raised his eyebrows in surprise, and looked at Feng Xiaoyao for the first time, and looked at the eight beasts. Did they intervene? But Feng Xiaoyao was still standing, watching the fierce battle with no expression, and the eight beasts stood there as if no one had moved.
Gong Qingcheng's skeptical eyes fell on Xiaojiu, but Xiaojiu was still indifferent and indifferent. The black cape looked nondescript on her petite body. How about a two-meter long mace? How weird. Gong Qingcheng always felt that Xiao Jiu had moved, but he was not so sure.
"We should leave." Xiao Huang suddenly whispered, reminding Gong Qingcheng.
Gong Qingcheng Liu Mei frowned slightly and nodded. Often without regrets, Ji Hengyong's best ending is to escape, maybe he will stay here again, and a few of them have no need to stay.
There was anger accumulating in the chests of Zhao Yuandao and others, but their realm and strength were not enough to compete with Qin Ming. Tong Yan is already Jiu Zhongtian, Qin Ming is about to be Jiu Zhongtian, and that Qiu Qing has a great chance, and may also be promoted to Jiu Zhongtian, and there is a brutal and terrible white tiger. Qin Ming's lineup surpassed them in one fell swoop.
Knowing this already, it's time to transfer more of the Nine Heavenly Powers from the clan.
"boom!"
The white tiger roared, his eyes were cold, he broke his palm, and shot high. The battle spears around him turned out to be five handles, the glare was more intense, each one was very large, several times larger than the white tiger's body, moving like a mountain, and booming.
Ji Hengyong's complexion changed slightly, his voice shouted, his whole body was powerful, his left eye was as bright as jade, and his right eye was as black as pearl. In front of the moonlight, two palms rushed out again, as big as a mountain, with an amazing momentum, one fist in one hand, violent bombardment, and one hand as a knife, splitting from the sky. Like two moonlight worlds, they ran into a white tiger.
Fight against this fierce creature, you ca n’t entangle it, you ca n’t fight close, you can only use the strongest martial arts to counter it.
White Tiger felt the crisis, but did not have any fear, and confronted it bravely.
People are all sighed with the fierceness and strength of Ji Hengyong. This wonderful showdown is too rare. Although no treasure was obtained, it was a comfort to witness such a fierce battle.
However, Ji Hengyong stepped on the full moon and rushed into the sky, decisively evacuating while White Tiger was in crisis. He often died without regrets. What's the point of persisting, he didn't want to plant here. All blame the uncle Ling Feng's bastard. If he did not provoke Feng Xiaoyao, he would not delay so long. Without delay, Qin's life might have been resolved. There is also Yu Wenyuan, when is it, he still cares about his face and retreats without fighting. When he returned to the clan, he had to sue the Tianmeng fiercely.
"Ji Hengyong is leaving!" Tong Yan discovered Ji Hengyong's attempt, but unfortunately he was not strong enough to intercept it.
"Let him go. After this battle, it is our time to hunt the sea clan alliance." Fang Muge breathed a sigh of relief. Without Ji Hengyong, they took the lead, and there was a happy escape. They sat in the town. Those in the mountains should not Dare to be extravagant.
"Boom!" The high-altitude castle made a loud noise, and the world was really quiet. Everyone's eyes flew to the sky.
Wu Qing is awake!
White fluttering, beautiful as immortal, gorgeous, peerless, eyes bright as early as the morning, but mysterious but cold, she raised her hawk, her slim fingers, must point to the distance. A word of "Bing" appeared out of thin air, shining brightly and illuminate the mountains, like the rising golden sun, and all the forests, rocks, and beasts were covered with golden light. The word ‘Bing’ is ancient and majestic. It straddles Tianyu and sheds endless mighty power. For a moment, the ancient word seems to become a huge arsenal, like falling from the sky, revealing divine majesty.
Ji Hengyong was frightened, what was that?
The golden light was overwhelming and shrouded him, as if he had cut off his connection with Haoyue. The momentum of the whole man had repeatedly dropped and was suppressed by the invisible forces.
The bang is loud, and if the sky opens, it will fall like a boulevard. The word "bing" will be disintegrated and turned into countless golden light. It will not only be golden light, but also the endless number of blades. There are golden swords, favorable swords, heavy axes, and spears, etc., which are all gathered by golden energy, like the wild tide of Dao Bing, real and dazzling, rushing towards Ji Hengyong.
For more than ten miles in the mountains and Hanoi, most of the soldier's blades were all attracted. Before the owners responded, they all bloomed amazingly powerfully. They opened their hands and burst into the sky. Dozens of ... … The real raging blades rushed from all directions, responding to the high-altitude golden waves.
Ji Hengyong was so guilty that he didn't know where he was going at this moment, and how to defend himself.
Thousands of people were thrilled among the mountains, and were deeply shaken by this huge blade storm. Everyone felt their own smallness, and the trembling from the soul. What's that What kind of martial arts is this?
Many people tried to recall their blades, but they seemed to have lost contact with him, and they didn't feel their existence at all.
Ji Hengyong's face was as pale as paper, and he closed his eyes in despair, and it was over! !!
The next moment, Mantian Jinguang and the soldiers below engulfed him successively, Yuehua was annihilated, the armor was broken, the body and soul were split into pieces, and the spirits were destroyed!
A huge killing frenzy calmed the whole mountain.
So crisp, so overbearing.
One hit, no suspense!
It seems a sky rage!
The golden light is shining and shining on the mountains. It will last for a long time, and thousands of soldiers will return to the original road and return to the main people.
Everyone was looking at the sky, frightened and stunned, and some people's heads were blank.
Even Tong Yan Tong Yan and others were deeply stimulated.
Wu Qing recalled the word 'bing' and sank into the sea. She was delicate and soft, her long black hair spread naturally to her waist, and she was dressed in white. She was dazzling in the moonlight, as if any beautiful woman should be eclipsed in front of her, like a true fairy coming to the world. She faced the castle shadow, folded her hands, held her chest slowly, and saluted him like a teacher.
The castle is full of strong light, lighting up the island like daylight, whispering whispering, reverberating between heaven and earth, nothingness, ancient and vast, no one can clearly hear what is spoken, but can feel the immersion of time. Majesty, as if the sky is whispering, the ground is lamenting.
Seven more offer! Today is Mother's Day. I wish my brothers and sisters' mothers forever healthy and long life!
O (∩_∩) O!