Chapter 431: I have a plan

Seeing the saying that fell to the ground, not only the people on Yanhuang's side showed shock, but even the cultivator's side had various faces in shock. Please search () to see the most complete! Newest Fastest Novel
If Song Ye had killed Xuan Xin before, it was just a steal.
But this time, it was clear that the treasure had released Baoguang to protect the body, how could he be easily killed by the other party.
"Who else will die?"
In the field, Song Yi stood proudly, and his eyes were full of provocation and swept towards the last concubine of the Xiuxian side.
The inborn Jiu Zhong is called Fan Zhong, and his strength is similar to that of dead mystery and common sayings.
Therefore, when he felt the provocative eyes of Song Yan, he could not help but develop the color of fear, and subconsciously turned his eyes to one side, and he dared not look at him.
Seeing this scene, Yan and Huang were very happy.
The nine master builders of the Immortal side were ashamed.
Song Yan found that the other party actually flinched, and he laughed loudly: "Haha, aren't you a high-level cultivator? Why are you still afraid of me being a vulgar warrior?"
Despite the anger and humiliation of Song Xi's ridicule, those who were immortals did not take the initiative to stand out.
They even killed four people, two of whom were born a priori, and they all knew the power of Song Yan, a common martial artist. Everyone was not a fool, and no one wanted to die.
"Fan Zhong, you went up and chopped this kid!"
Talking is a middle-aged man in a white robe. He is one of the nine ancestral gates of the Immortal Realm, and the Qingling ancestor's blue feathers.
Hearing that, Fan Zhong's eyes could not help flashing the color of fear, he said eloquently: "Master, me, I made a mistake in practicing last night, and for the time being I can't act on the real element, so ..."
The so-called practice practice is just a matter of shoving. How can Qing Yuzi not understand that his apprentice is afraid of that ordinary martial artist, but I think that his apprentice ’s qualifications are very good. It is also a huge loss, so drink lightly:
"Miscellaneous things, when you return to Zongmen, you will be punished for one year!"
"Thank you, Master!"
Hearing that Master no longer had to call him to fight, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. As for the face wall, what a loss compared to losing his life for a year!
Seeing that the other party turned into a tortoise, Song Kun did not want to let go of the group of cultivators. He laughed and said, "What? Did you admit it? Otherwise, my master allows you two to go together!"
"Amitabha!" A middle-aged monk declared a Buddhist chant in the foundations of the Ninth National Congress: "Since the little donor has such requirements, this seat will fulfill you.
This middle-aged monk is called Master Jin Guang, and is one of the nine schools of the Immortal Realm, headed by the Golden Buddha.
"Yes, Master!"
Two young monks in moon-white monk costumes came out to the crowd. Compared with the monk who was killed for the first time by Song Yong, the two monks arrived more handsome, and at the same time, both monks had innate eight Cultivation.
"The poor monk has seen the donor wisely."
"The poor monk has seen the donor mentally."
The two monks politely saluted Song Yong.
It is the so-called reaching out to not smile at the smiling people. The two monks were so polite, Song Yan decided not to kill them and hurt them, so he smiled and said, "The two masters are polite, here ...! "
But Song Yong's words had not been fully exported, and Zhiyong suddenly threw a string of beads.
The bead flew to the top of Song Kun, and the golden light suddenly bloomed. From it, nine Buddha images were phantoms. The nine Buddha images phantom stabilized the void, vomited the true words of the Buddhist family, and the spirit of Song Biao who was under the statue was shocked. However, as soon as his spiritual lake shook, he recovered his soberness, and immediately realized that he was accounted for by the two monks.
However, just when he was awake, a diamond fist with the thickness of a fist had reached the top of his head, smashing into his head with a vicious wind.
"Hey, I wanted to spare you two lives, and dare to attack the little man!"
With a sneer, Song Yan raised his hand and banged a punch, hitting that King Kong pestle directly.
"Click! Click!"
As a third-grade treasure, King Kong Chi was hit with several cracks by one punch.
"Wow!"
The moment King Kong pestle was hit out of the crack, his mouth opened with blood.
Huh!
The figures were shaking, like ghosts, and Song Ye bullied himself.
"Bang!"
Raised his hands and banged out two palms, hit the chests of the two monks directly, and clicked twice. Their magic weapon of protection shattered, and the two flew out like broken kites. They fell to the ground without sound. .
Win!
For a moment, the audience was silent.
After a short while, the Ares squad burst out with whistling sounds, while the immortal side was frightened in various ways.
"Little Master is going to hit three, who will come to death!"
Song Ye, who killed two monks, once again looked at the group of disciples and shouted in a provocative tone.
"So arrogant kid!"
Seeing this scene, the foundations of the Ninth National Congress were really angry.
"Jianshan, Jianyun, Jianfeng, three of you went up and chopped this kid!" Middle-aged man in a blue robe, this person is also a respect of the same faction. .
"Yes, Master!"
Three young men in strong clothes stepped out. Unlike other Xiuxi children, each of them carried a simple sword.
"Do it!"
Moan! Moan! Moan!
Along with the sound of the three swords coming out of the sheath, the three youths pulled out the swords behind them and flashed around Song Ye, forming a three-talent sword array.
"kill!"
The three men waved their swords at the same time. Suddenly, the sword was rolling, and they strangled Song Song to death.
"That's kind of interesting!"
Song Yi smiled lightly, an alloy sword appeared in his hands, and quickly cut several swords around.
The Qinglian Sword Code practiced by him is an extremely sophisticated sword practice. Although these three people formed the three talented sword formation, it seems that Song Zhen was sealed in the sword formation. "Jianxiu" was full of flaws in his eyes.
The swords he cut out did not use much power, but they were cut at the weakness of the Sancai Sword Formation, so ...
"Puff puff!"
The energy burst, and the sword slammed back. Suddenly, the Sancai sword array was broken. When the array was broken, the three were backswallowed and spit out blood.
"Dead!"
The figure was shaking, Song Yong shot out with a sword flying, and then three heads flew into the sky.
"噗通! 噗通! 噗通!"
Three headless corpses fell to the sky, and Song Kun returned to his place. He picked up the alloy sword in his hand, pointed at the group of disciples, and laughed: "This is just the case of the immortal. Ten will fight, you bastards, dare you come up and die! "
As soon as this remark came out, Yan Huang was shocked by Song Yan's arrogance, but it was strange that the blood in their bodies was stirred up by these words, and they could not wait to turn themselves into Song Yan, facing the group above Disciple Xiu Xian said these words.
"This son is a miser, otherwise it will be a confidant of my cultivation in the immortal world!"
"Yes, I'm not dead, I feel uneasy!" Nod nodded.
The remaining seven building bases expressed their opinions one after another, saying that Song Yan, a common martial artist, could not stay.
"I have a plan to kill this!" Said the innocent human face with a venomous expression.