Vol 8 Chapter 1324: Teacher?

Under the breath of the audience, all of them were shocked by the sacred souls released by the sacred swords. When they were scared, the blasting sound of the Holy Spirit Hall became the second focus of the audience. <<
The dust of the Holy Spirit Hall, which has been reduced to the ruins, floats as if there is a huge gravitational force on the Scorpio. It is the gravitational force that overcomes the heart of the Earth. It all the megaliths and dust into the sky.
In that gravitation, there are thirty-six amazing beams that make it a very beautiful scene.
"That, what is going on?"
"I don't know, it seems... there seems to be something that is awakening."
Many disciples have talked about it.
Zhang Wei is also slightly frowning. However, for him now, nothing is more important than killing Fang Qing. For this reason, he has not wavered. His palm is still straight and will align the ghost sword with Fang Qing. The swordsmanship is rolling across the sky.
In desperation, Fang Qingyu blinked helplessly, and she suddenly laughed at herself: "In the end, is Jianzong still going to fall into my hands?"
"Qinger!"
"metropolitan!"
Wind, sand, Lushan, Jianqing and many other elders, in the distance of the eyes looking at the distance, clenched fists, out of arrogance.
"Fang Qing, it is over, it is completely over. My three thousand years of forbearance has finally paid off today! Haha, hahaha! The era of you and Qiqing is over."
Zhang squinted.
Fang Qing’s lonely beauty, at this moment, she even couldn’t think of anything else, but what can be turned around.
"Hey!"
At this time, a very old humming sound, such as the morning tomb of the ancient tomb, suddenly sounded in the center of the Holy Spirit Hall.
call out!
A beam of light, a black beam of light, burst forth like a sharp arrow at this moment, the beam of light as if it is enough to travel through time and space, actually arrived in front of Fang Qing in an instant.
"Zhang Hao old dog, you are too naive."
In the beam, a fierce squeak of a slight tenderness.
The audience can't help but see.
Immediately, in the black light beam, a thin boy wrapped in a black robe slowly emerged, and the boy’s mouth was always hung with a cold sneer.
Seeing the appearance of the boy, immediately the audience was full of surprise: "Yes, is he?"
"Really, is it really him?"
Feel the fluctuations of the audience, Fang Qing is also slightly surprised to open the United States, when she saw the thin boy in front of him can not help but be surprised.
"Qin Shi?" Fang Qingyu could not help but be blurred.
Yes, that boy is undoubtedly Qin Shi.
When I saw him, the old eyes of the sand and Lushan below were shrunk into a little, revealing the ecstasy that could not be said.
"Have you caught up?" The two excited.
Qin Shi smiled and his other side said: "The sovereign, the disciple is late."
Fang Qing shook his head: "Not too late...!" Then she suddenly sipped: "Quickly open, leave Jianzong, don't die here, in the future, be sure to let the swordsman return to your hands."
Qin Shi suddenly smiled and said: "Sovereign, I don't leave anywhere, and you can rest assured that Jianzong will always be yours from beginning to end, and will never fall into the hands of this old hair."
Fang Qing heard a slight glimpse, and then Qin Shi turned around alone, looking at Zhang Wei, seeing this scene, her jade hands clenched, she had given up, the heart caused waves, and irritability.
Seeing Qin Shi, Zhang Wei is also a glimpse, and immediately laughed at him: "Boy, I didn't expect you to actually die?"
"Oh, let you down." Qin Shi sneered.
Zhang Hao’s old eyes are cold:
Hey, but even if you walk out of the Holy Spirit Hall, do you think you can change anything?

He said that he only saw the Jianguang light, but it was only a square inch away from Qin Shi.
"Kid, tell you, you can do all the best, but you are full of thousands of gods. Even the gods must be afraid of a few points. The swordsman did not dare to block this trick. Today, you and Fang Qing will die. Here! Haha, hahaha." Zhang Hao laughed.
The audience was also nervous and clenched.
Fang Qingjiao drink: "Qin Shi, quickly retreat!"
In any case, under the tens of thousands of Jianguang, Qin Shi always persevered in the same place, he did not hide or shine, silently looked up.
boom!
The Jianguang crashed down and the land of Jianzong was directly crushed.
Rumble!
Miles of heaven, the clouds are broken.
The whole audience is condensed.
At this time, the space was cut off by the huge sword light.
Seeing the endless power, the whole heart felt horrified: "Okay, terrible."
"This, is this the same time that even the swordsman of the sword must be jealous?"
Wind sand, Lushan, at this time the old eyes have become lonely again, and desolate.
Rumble!
That Yu Wei continued for a period of half a column of incense, in this semi-column incense as if all the things in the Jianguang were destroyed, without any slight survival.
When the earth turned into loess and the endless bones, Zhang Hao suddenly smiled: "Ha ha, hahaha, it is over, it is over, and it is finally over. From today, Jianzong is my Zhang Hao! Haha, hahaha Three thousand years, three thousand years, and finally waited for this day."
The audience was silent at this time.
Suddenly, a harsh sarcasm broke this dead silence.
"Old doll, who told you to end?"
"Hmm?" Suddenly, the audience was shocked.
Zhang Wei himself is also a fierce old man, and his death is dying into the dust.
"Hey!"
A cold wind whistling, blowing the dust of the sky, I saw, in the bare land, in the air, the black robe juvenile perseverance, intact and filled with a smile.
And behind him, Fang Qing is the same.
Seeing this scene, the whole audience is jealous: "Qin Shi, Qin Shi, he did not die?"
"Really, is this true?"
"The lord is fine, too good, great."
"God has an eye."
Lushan and sand are all wet old eyes.
"This stinky boy!" The sandstorm excitedly smiled.
Zhang Hao’s old eyes condensed:
This, this is impossible! How is this possible!

Qin Shi seems to appreciate Zhang Wei’s angry look. He smiles with a smile on his head. There is a sword-shaped necklace on his fingertip. He gently smiles.
Is it very surprised? I said that Jianzong will never be your."
Seeing the sword-shaped necklace, Zhang Hao’s old eyes shrunk: "That is, the spirit of the sword?"
Qin Shi shrugged his shoulders.
Fierce, Zhang Wei figured out, the end of the old jet spurt endless murder.
The spirit of the swordsman is enough to offset all the swords in the world, even if it is the strongest sword in the world, and the sword of the heavens, this is not a good thing.
Zhang Yan started the old eyes, angry fist fist: "Bad boy, I did not expect that the spirit of the sword is actually on your body?"
Qin Shi does not care about a smile: "Otherwise, you think, I will be idiots to stop the trick?"
"Well, OK, OK!" Zhang Wei was suddenly smirked: "However, even if you have the spirit of Jianzong, how can you? I have to admit that your boy's talent is indeed different, I have never been in these years. I have seen it, and it is no wonder that even that power is at a loss to you. If you give me a few years to grow, it may really threaten me, but...!"
Suddenly, the words behind Zhang Wei have become extraordinarily stabbing: "Bad boy, just because you are now, even if you have the spirit of this sword, I want to kill you is also easy!"
In a word, Zhang Wei’s palm was fiercely gripped, and a violent force gathered from the eight sides around Qin Shi. The huge suction made Qin Shi feel an instant suffocation.
"Drink!" Qin Shi could not help but scream, the huge pressure seems to crush him, the blood flow in the body is instantaneous.
Qin Shi’s big mouth is full of gas:
Is this the boundary?

In Zhang Wei’s power, he did not use the slightest sword power, but was gathered by pure spiritual power. Together with the powerful self-enchantment, Qin Shi was almost overhead in the air, let him struggle. No use.
"Qin Shi!"
"Bad boy!"
Fang Qing, a few people in the wind and sand are unable to drink.
Fang Qingbei teeth bite the lip, the jade body will turn out the sword.
"Hey, want to dying?" Zhang Wei blinked his eyes, and immediately he moved very fast, his foot was forced to slam, a mad stream, the sacred sword was sacrificed, the other hand grasped the ghost sword, the void A trip.
"Hey!"
A sword light, squatting at Fang Qing.
Fang Qingyu's eyes are cold, and it is not allowed to step back a few steps.
Zhang sneered at the sneer, and Qin Stone was firmly locked in the enchantment, and the other hand angered Fang Qing with the sacred ghost sword. He seemed to be like the unbeaten of war in this heaven and earth.
"This old hairy!"
Qin Shi can't help but scream in her own enchantment. However, if someone looks at it carefully, it can be shocked. Qin Shi, who seems to be in a desperate situation, has no fear at all, but has a shallow mouth. Shallow sneer.
Since I thought that I controlled the situation, Zhang Wei once again laughed: "Fang Qing, I have to say that I was wrong before. I didn't expect this kid to actually walk out of the Holy Spirit Hall."
"However, do you think that with this squeaky little boy, what can you change? Can you turn things around? Haha, that's ridiculous."
Fang Qingyu's eyes are sullen, because she knows that Zhang Wei said it is good. Although Qin Shi has been in the eight domain name in the past two years, he even became the focus of the eight domains. He is talented, but... he is only a child. He alone is impossible to change anything.
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And at this last crucial moment, another very old cicada sounded from the self-enchantment of that jealousy.
I saw it, in the Qin Shi Zhou, suddenly flashed a splendid.
And the root of the splendid color is on the sword-like spirit of the sword-shaped necklace. The sword-shaped necklace has an endless luster.
A wonderful sound, at this time, from the air, charming and loud.
"He is not enough to turn around, what about me? Zhang Wei, younger brother?"
The voice is as ethereal and beautiful, and it is between the endless world.
And when the sound fell, a soft and crisp sound, plucking the heartstrings.
boom!
The embarrassing self-enchantment was actually destroyed in silence.