Chapter 642: Is it against the sky?

Qingling Mountain gathers talents from all walks of life. This war is of great concern. The main reason is that the palace is as horrible as it is, and its service is alive, and the bones should be like the picture, the glass god.
The teachers and sisters of the glass, the Taoist friends, the pursuers, all come, especially the flower ambassadors of the people, all of them are contemporary first-class talents, strong in power and extraordinary in strength.
The war is on the verge of a blow, and the people watching the battle are also in a state of turmoil, ready to see the excitement of this battle.
The white light has already arrived, and she is also looking at the glass of the palace. She then looked up in the crowd and wanted to find the whereabouts of Jiang Xiu.
Liu Li has said yesterday, will not go to Jiang Xiu, he won, Jiang Xiu is so arrogant, of course, to destroy his arrogance, let him converge later, see the guy is too uncomfortable.
Looking around for a lap, I finally saw Jiang Xiu in the far southwest. He was different from everyone else. Everyone was staring at the glass, but he raised his head slightly, and looked at the distant mountains.

Pretend!

White light is very disdainful.
"Jinyang Xiao, you dare to challenge this princess, then let you be ugly on the spot." The eyes of the glass are cold, the war is amazing, the hand behind the shaking, the long sword whistling thousands of miles.
The next moment, the figure has already flashed.
Jin Yangxiao's pace is not slow and slow to the field, but the air flow around him, the clothes are flying, the golden stream is overflowing, and the momentum is also very strong.
Ding!
The glass Jianguang has already squatted on his protective body mask. In an instant, the violent pressure pushed in all directions, and Jianguang and Jinguang strangled inside.
"impressive!"
It’s just a face-to-face effort, and the power that comes out is enough to make many people on the scene unforgettable.
"Jinyang is not bad, the golden light is really powerful, and even the swordsman has been suppressed."
Everyone knows that the sharpness of Jianmang is the first in the world, but it is unexpected. Jinfa’s defensive power of Jinguang’s unhealthy body is so strong that in the smashing of the sword, Jianmang’s standing on the golden light is all broken, and the smashing is broken into pieces. The sword is dissipated invisible.
"drink!"
Jinyang Xiao’s anger was fierce, and the center of gravity suddenly went down. The strength of the squat was like a tens of thousands of pounds. The ground burst on the spot, and the golden light of the body swelled up, the light was more dazzling, and the color was darker. .
"It's me!"
He rushed out, like a shot, the whole body was transformed into a dazzling golden light after a illusion in the air, as if the whole person was vaporized and invisible, and numerous fists and shadows rushed out, suddenly condensed, all the golden light was condensed. A huge fist.
The glazed face sank, saw the force majestic boxing, the foot was steady, the sword in his hand rushed, and from the confrontation with Jin Yangxiao, she obviously felt a pressure, and the mana always had an unsustainable feeling. It feels like being sick, Jin Yangke is fascinating. She didn’t believe what restraint was restrained, but now she believes.
She screamed out with a sword.
The two men are similar in strength, the station is thrilling, and they all have eyes wide open, and they are afraid to miss the wonderful places. At this level, the outcome is often in the blink of an eye.
"Flower 涧 !!"
The sword is out, the scattered swords turn into plum blossoms, and it seems more floral, but a sharp sword light is flashing through the plum blossoms.
"Cool sword!"
All of you present in the field secretly nodded, compressing the sword infinitely, forming the greatest sharpness, which should put more pressure on Jinyang's unhealthy body.
And at this moment, the sharp light that flashed above the sword light is a bit of a fragile light, but it is actually a spy shadow. The average person’s eyesight may see more than three hundred swords, and a little more Can see more than seven hundred swords, in fact, there are more than 1,300 swords.
A moment's sword can burst more than 1,300 swords, many people have been shocked and speechless, and the evaluation of the talent of the glass is a bit higher.
Even more her intelligence is amazed, water droplets wear, Jin Yang is not bad defense, and will not be able to withstand the smashing of this sword and another sword.
"Jinyangxiao, Liuli, and my younger generation of disciples can be their opponents." The elder of Tianxingzong opened his mouth and looked at the disciples on the side.
In the Tianhangzong, of course, there is no shortage of strong people. There are many people who are taller than the above two people, but they are all old, and like Qin Qing and other life-wheels under three hundred, no one can take it. Get the hand.
In these years, Tian Xingzong feels a bit like the river.
But the victory is deep in the foundation, and there is a fairy king.
"Hey..."
This sword stabbed a super-high frequency crisp sound on the golden boxing, as if the eardrum was pierced.
"Ok?"
I saw a kind of fold when there was a golden light shining.
Many people who saw this scene were straight and their waists were all helpless. The more than 1,300 thorns of the glass and the sword could not break through the golden light. The people could fold it again, not to mention that others could add one. Hundreds of thousands of golden light.
No way, there is no way.
The saying that Jinyang is not bad and crushing the swords in the same territory is by no means a hole.
auzw.com At one corner of Qingling Mountain, an old man with a fairy bone stood in the smoke among the cliffs. He was a disciple of Qinglinge near him. Also holding a book and pen to prepare for recording.
"Which are you optimistic about?"
The old man spoke.
The disciple with the pen said: "As everyone knows, the charm of the gods is swayed by Jin Yang, and the glass is afraid that the defeat will be fixed."
"The disciple is attached!"
The old man smiled slightly, but the smile was somewhat weird: "I heard a rumor for the teacher yesterday, saying that someone can let the glass win 100% of Xiaoyang."
The disciples were disdainful after listening: "It is impossible."
"Who dares to be so arrogant."
"Oh, this person is only afraid of wanting to be sensational, and the eyeball is out of place."
The disciple said: "What do you say?"
"Master, do you still take this seriously?" Several disciples were speechless, so absurd, no one would believe.
The old man had no words, and he was indulged. The disciples behind him did not dare to speak again. After a while, he said: "In fact, because of this incident, the teacher also specially asked the owner of the Lingxi Pavilion, Jin Yang. There is no flaw in the bad body."
The disciples are speechless. You must know that many of the information of the Master of the Spirit and the Court can't be changed. The Master is actually ran to the Old Master because of a wild word. This is simply ah. .
The disciple said: "Which... is Jinyang not bad?"
The old man’s gaze fell into the field and fell on the most outstanding genius of Jin Yangzong in the past 100 years. He was a golden glory. He looked at the Golden God from afar. He said quite eagerly:
The answer from the old cabinet owner is: No!"
The disciple couldn't help but whisper.
That's ok!
The words of the Confucian Pavilion have never been missed. They have not been there before. They are not there now. They will not be there in the future. Naturally, it is the madness of the public.
"This person is really abhorrent, even nonsense, and the teacher has lost a problem."
The old man is not moving.
The battle situation in the field became more and more fierce. After another round of strong confrontation, Liuli should understand that his hope of winning was very small, but her eyes burst into a strong self-confidence at this moment.
Jiang Xiu, who had been looking at the distant mountains, looked back and squinted, and suddenly the light flashed.
"coming!"
Seeing that the glass is turned into a cloud of smoke, the sword is dancing, and if it is a catkin, it is like a fairy.
"Cut the cloud sword?"
"What do you do, such a basic sword is made at this time, is there still a little lethality? If you don't give the other party continuous pressure, the glass is even stronger than the strong attack."
White light and shallow feeling is not right, can not help but look at Jiang Xiu, I saw his fine flashes, the glass will not go to him, but also heard such a bad idea.
Suddenly... the sword moves and changes.
"The fairy weeping mountain river."
"The cloud is moving for nine days."
"Heavenly winds day."
"How..." Jin Yangxiao thought that the other side would use a soft sword, but suddenly it was changed, and it became very hot and unpredictable. It was a little unprepared for a while.
"It's here..." The glazed smoke cloud is just behind Jinyang Xiao. His body is bright and dazzling, but the back neck is exposed.
"Give me defeat!"
The glare shouted, and the sharp swordsman slammed into the back neck of Jin Yangxiao.
"Hey..."
The violent flame on the back of the neck burned out from it.
"Oh ah..."
Jin Yangxiao screamed in pain, falling from the sky, and the glass came with him, and he fell to his side, and his face could not hide the joy. "You lost!"
Hey! Everyone was shocked.
"Jinyang is not broken and is not broken."
The old man on the cliff, and his disciples, all eyes wide open, "How could this be?"
White is shallow and dumbfounded.