Chapter 1002: Not multiple choice!

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01002 Chapter is not a multiple choice question!
"what happened?"
Countless people were stunned, with doubts on their faces.
The sword of Yun Qingyan exudes a mighty power that is not as strong as the previous sword.
Including Mud Bodhisattva, Minghe ancestors, the wind is light, everyone thinks that Yun Qingyan is a sword ... enough to kill the twenty-eight principals who have suffered light or severe injuries.
But the sword of Yun Qingyan can not be killed, but the 28 powerful people have formed a protective cover and enveloped them.
"Sword enchantment!"
The wind is light, mud bodhisattva, Muhe ancestors, and Zhang Zhidong are all four eyes staring at each other.
"Unexpectedly Yun Xiaoyou's accomplishment on Kendo has reached such a point!" Mud Bodhisattva, Minghe ancestor, and Zhang Zhidong all said in a marvelous tone.
Feng Qingyang didn't say anything, but there was a killing in his eyes, a firm killing.
"You ... don't you kill us?"
The captive of the 28 forces, who was imprisoned by Yun Qingyan's sword enchantment, couldn't help looking at Yun Qingyan with shocked eyes.
When Yun Qingyan waved the sword, each of them thought they were dead.
That sword, showing its mighty power, gave them an unbeatable feeling.
"It's not that we don't kill, it's just that time is not up." Yun Qingyan sneered.
Then they stopped looking at them.
Three people flew towards Mud Bodhisattva, Muhe ancestor, and Zhang Zhidong.
"Mud Bodhisattva friends, don't reunite for a long time, but can you be okay?" Yun Qingyan first hugged his fist toward Mud Bodhisattva.
Among the three, Yun Qingyan and Mud Bodhisattva met again after the longest time.
"Minghe Daoyou, Zhang Zhidong Daoyou, met again!" Yun Qingyan hugged fist again at the remaining two.
Yun Qingyan and the two of them last met when they were buried in Xiangu.
"Yun Xiaoyou, you are really surprised, even the sword enchantment ... can be used at any time!"
Mud Bodhisattva returned with a fist, but when he mentioned "Sword Enchantment", the subconscious dignity flashed in his eyes.
"Da Luo Jinxian may not be able to comprehend the sword enchantment, but Yun Xiaoyou can use it at will. Yun Xiaoyou, you are so jealous even with your talent!" Said the ancestor of Minghe, holding his fist.
"Thank you Yun Yun for your success, so that in my lifetime, I saw the enchantment of the sword!" Zhang Zhidong also said with a fist.
Yun Qingyan shook his head quite helplessly.
To him, the enchantment of the sword was just a small means by hand.
I never thought that in the eyes of others, it became an incredible magical power ...
However, Yun Qingyan thought about it later and was relieved. As the ancestors of the Minghe River said, even the big Luo Jinxian, they may not be able to comprehend the enchantment of the sword, but he used it in a cave.
No wonder others are shocked!
After greeting the mud bodhisattva, the Minghe ancestors, and Zhang Zhidong, Yun Qingyan turned to the wind.
Feng Qingyang sat on the chairman's seat, but it was more than ten meters away from the position of the three mud bodhisattvas.
"Wind Lord, are we here to make a gesture, or to fight outside the sky?" Yun Qingyan said, staring directly at the wind.
The wind was light at this time, and he had stood up, exuding an angry and mighty body.
The handsome face looks like Yun Qingyan, like the face of a beautiful boy.
A faint coercion rippled out of him, less than a blink of an eye, making the vacuum around him heavy.
Yun Qingyan remained indifferent, still standing upright.
But the person behind Yun Qingyan, sitting at the low table, felt the heavy pressure, as if there was a big mountain down.
Feng Qingyang just looked at Yun Qingyan so quietly, several breaths in, and after seeing Yun Qingyan still calm and calm, his eyes flashed inconceivable.
His coercion, even the person who is the peak of the pseudo-immortal, may not be able to withstand it.
Yun Qingyan not only did not receive the influence of his coercion, but also met him for such a long time.
"Dongtianjing polar extreme?" Feng Qingyang asked.
"No!" Yun Qingyan shook his head.
"Is there any other realm between the ninth floor of Dongtianjing and the polar realm of Dongtianjing?" Feng Qingyang asked.
Feng Qingyang was asking in tone, but I didn't know what to think in my heart, and flashed shock and unbelievable.
"You don't know, it's your ignorance." Yun Qingyan shrugged.
The three ancestors of Muhe, Mud Bodhisattva and Zhang Zhidong all heard Yun Qingyan's conversation with the wind.
Zhang Zhidong's reaction was just doubts, doubting the breath leaked from Yun Qingyan, which was clearly on the ninth floor of Dong Tianjing, but he denied that he was not the polar state of Dong Tianjing ... What is Yun Qingyan's realm?
The ancestors of Muhe River and Mud Boss looked at each other, and they both saw the shock in the eyes of each other.
"Brother, Dongtianjing is on the ninth floor, but it is lower than Dongtianjing polar realm. Is there such a realm?" Zhang Zhidong could not help but look at the mud bodhisattva.
"Have!"
Mud Bodhisattva and Minghe ancestors said at the same time.
"Uh ..." Zhang Zhidong's eyes were more confused.
"The tenth floor of Dongtianjing and the eleventh floor of Dongtianjing are both lower than the extreme heaven of Dongtianjing!"
"There are ten floors in Dongtianjing and eleven floors in Dongtianjing? Why have I never heard of them before?" Zhang Zhidong couldn't help but startled.
"Few, so few that almost no one has stepped into the tenth and eleventh floors of the cave heaven, and you naturally haven't heard it." Mud Boss and the ancestor of the Minghe River spoke at the same time.
After speaking, both of them looked at each other in shock.
Again, he asked in unison: "You also stepped into the eleventh floor of the cave heaven?"
After that, they were silent at the same time: "..."
"..."
Obviously, from the two of them, several consecutive identical answers.
I once stepped into the tenth floor of the cave heaven and the eleventh floor of the cave heaven.
More than ten meters away.
Yun Qingyan followed the wind and was still confronted with an eye-catching confrontation.
Obviously there are a pair of eyes, everyone has eyes, but Yun Qingyan's eyes follow the wind, as if they have the magic power of God.
In my eyes, I can release my strength and capture my soul.
After half a ring, Feng Qingyang looked at Yun Qingyan and said, "It is on the ninth floor of the cave heaven, but it is not the cave heaven. If you can prove that what you are saying is true ... the Lord will grant you a battle!"
"Are I going to fight?" Yun Qingyan heard, and his face was playful. "You mean, I'm not qualified to fight you yet?"
"Isn't it?" Feng Qingyang asked, looking at Yun Qingyan's gaze, a little proud.
"From the moment I took the oath of heaven, I never thought of you the moment I challenged you, and this challenge requires your consent!"
Yun Qingyan pointed the alien fairy sword in his hand and said, "This is never a multiple choice question!"