Chapter 938: Just toil

As the blue light that soared into the sky rose up, the people following him heard a stern cry from the blood spirit child who was still laughing just now. 1 small ≧say＞≦≦﹤＜
"what"
Immediately after a dull boom, the blue light wave disappeared. Everyone looked into the restriction. A cloud of blood exploded in between. There was no blood spirit, and only standing there, shaking all over, but But Jiang Yanran looked proud.
"You, at your young age, turned into a sword?" The palace girl looked at Jiang Yanran incredulously.
The power of sword guts is beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators. It is the purest field energy essence. It contains the incomparable sword intent, destructive power and combat power, and cannot be supported by hard resistance.
Not to mention Xue Lingzi, he was a monk in the cave field. If his realm was not high, he would not dare to fight against Jiang Yanran, a monk in the fate field.
Once this object is successfully refined, it will be the existence of all cultivators, no matter whether it is magic cultivation or the monster cultivator who is known for his strong body, it is a taboo.
Tang Wanchong and others were actually sure about the outcome of this battle. They all already knew that Jiang Yanran had the courage to make sure that the monks facing the fate stage were invincible, and both of them were cultivation bases in the middle stage of the fate stage. The same realm, the odds of victory would be even greater. .
It's just that they were not sure when Jiang Yanran would use their swordsmanship just now in the face of this demon cultivating blood spirit child. As long as she is willing to sacrifice her guts and win, that's for sure.
Jiang Yanran came out from inside, her face very ugly. She was very young, even if she was able to cultivate her guts, it would take a very short time, and within a few hundred years, she would not be able to become guts.
Now she has used the sword gall too early, and it is estimated that it will take a long time to warm up to reach the current level. Moreover, the urging of this thing consumes a lot of field energy, but fortunately Jiang Yanran was not injured.
Jiang Lizhu personally came forward, pulled Jiang Yanran closer to her, and fed her a pill.
The woman in the palace dress looked at the scattered corpses of the blood spirits who had been strangled to pieces by the sword and gallbladder, scattered on the ground one by one, her face was blue, and she no longer had the leisurely and confident expression just now.
She looked at Jiang Yanran hard and said coldly, "I really didn't expect that you would have cultivated a sword at a young age. It seems that I really underestimated you!"
"Why don't you say that you overestimated yourself?" Jiang Lizhu tit-for-tat, his tone was also cold and direct. "We hate you demons, but we are not afraid of you. You must not make a mistake about this!"
"Haha" The woman in the palace costume smiled stiffly, but her laughter was extremely unpleasant, "A sword that screams into the sky, it really deserves its reputation, it seems that I have the opportunity to personally learn about your Jiang Lizhu's guts!"
"The old man probably won't let you down!" Jiang Lizhu said unceremoniously, "Magic Xiu, hum, it's a blood demon, it seems that your kid's status in the door is not low, right? If I didn't guess Wrong, are you from the Blood Baby Fort?"
"Oh" the palace-dressed woman squinted slightly, "Your knowledge is good. Have you heard of our Blood Baby Fort?"
"Huh, do you think that the old man would never have heard of the famous blood infant ancestor of the ancient dojo? The blood infant that the kid just displayed is exactly the same as the blood infant ancestor of the year, and I can see it no matter how old my eyes are! "
Jiang Lizhu said casually and disapprovingly.
Yu Yu and the younger generation had never heard of the name of the blood infant ancestor, and they were all puzzled.
"Why, if you lose two games in a row, do you want to give up?" Tang Wan said with a grunt. He didn't give the other side a good face at all, but the look in his eyes at this time was very light, and no one could see that the old man was very happy at this time.
The old man sighed lightly and looked at his third young man who was going to play, and waved his hand. "You don't have to go up. If I'm not wrong, the third one of them should be the saint of Linglong Shuiyuetian. , This woman is the body of a mysterious woman, you may not know it yet, and you can't beat it at all! We miscalculated!"
"The body of a mysterious girl?" The palace-dressed woman and several other realm-level monks looked at Old Mo in amazement. "That saint is actually a divine body? No wonder the other party has been so calm from beginning to end. The first one is Tianchangyuan, the second is a sword, and the third is a divine body, so if you still can't win, it's really unreasonable."
"Stop talking nonsense" Tang Wanchong looked at each other triumphantly. Although their conversations were not loud, many people heard them clearly and did not deliberately conceal them. Tang Wanchong squinted his eyes and smiled:
"How about it? I can't fight anymore? I can give you a result. In the next game, you still have to die alone. If you don't mind, let the little one die, or you will give up to something!"
"What are you talking about?" The muscles on Luo Tu's face were jumping vigorously, as ugly as they were.
Mr. Mo waved his hand, "We have killed the two children for our momentary anger. Can this kind of thing make it a third time? Then do we have the face to say that they are their elders?
Just for the sake of my own face, let the juniors die in vain, it is meaningless, the old will not agree, everyone, I will give up in this game! "
"This..." The palace girl and other people looked at each other, and then looked at the young people waiting to play. They were all silent. If the next opponent is really a mysterious girl, it is almost certainly not comparable.
She is still a sage of Linglong Shuiyuetian. In terms of her identity, she is much more noble than the elders in these realms. Will she not have any powerful treasures to carry with her? Will there be no extremely powerful magical powers?
"Okay, we surrendered!" A big monk said loudly to Tang Wan, "This time, no comparison, we will give you something!"
Luo Tu looked at ~EbookFREE.me~ The big monk who was speaking was the elder of the young man who was about to play. He had spoken, and he couldn't hold on to anything anymore. He sighed helplessly with a look of resentment. .
When I came just now, I was proud of myself. At this time, I was like a that had lost a fight. Those young people lowered their heads, and no one looked.
What a shame!
"Hehe" Tang Wanchong smiled, "Fortunately for you, I met these juniors at the same time today, and the saint has not made any moves yet, haha!"
Tang Wanchong looked at the other big cultivators with ecstasy, and he felt a sulking breath in his chest!
"Hey" Yu Yu sighed long.
Mu Feng wondered, "Brother Yu, we won, what are you still sighing?" Yu Yu looked at the white-clothed, stand-out cold snow in the crowd, and sighed, "People are more dead than people, brother, look, People’s identities are different, but they’re different. They gave up without going up to do it. Look at me again, it’s just a toil, desperate to earn a meal! You say, why am I not a woman, hey, In the next life, see if there is any hope, and get a saint or something!"