Chapter 1308: Jianxilai

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"Jian Xilai?"
Nine secluded people sighed coldly and waved their hands, seemingly planning to reapply, but his beastly black beast was ruined by this sword.
When the nearby monks saw it, even the eyes of the proud knives were stagnant, and they looked at this scene with a stunned look.
"The first person under the Great Saint is coming to the West?"
"Isn't it rumored that he went to the Central Plains? How come back!"
"This time, there is no whiteness. I have a good show today. After waiting for a hundred years, I may not be able to see the eighth and the ninth battle of the Qinglong List!"
The nearby Masters were so excited that they watched this scene with great excitement.
Jianxilai is a legendary existence on the Qinglong continent. If you say that the nine abandoners, the origins of the Scorpio people, more or less known, even the background of the Seven Saints, many people know, but Jianxilai is more mysterious than them. It first appeared in Qinglong mainland. It was three hundred years ago. At that time... he challenged Xuanzhen Dasheng. Although he lost, he became famous because of Xuanzheng. St. can't stay with him.
When he appeared, he was staggered with Feng Jiuxian. After the disappearance of the Fengjiuxian couple, Jianxi came out. Because of the battle with Xuanzhen Dasheng, he was listed as the eighth in the Qinglong list. , Scorpio Supreme, 鲲鹏无欲, 傲龙狂刀, and so on the Qinglong list of masters dissatisfied, one by one to find Jianxi to fight with him, the result except the nine secluded, the rest of the people The defeat is very miserable.
A tall and straight figure stood in the void. He stepped on the lotus and walked toward the nine abandoners step by step. A breeze blew and picked up his long hair. Everyone suddenly saw the face of Jianxi.
"hiss……"
Near the thousands of monks, Qi Qi took a breath.
Is this a woman... or a man?
When Lian Ningqi saw the appearance of Jianxi, he felt that it was incredible. From the outside, he was no different from a woman, and he had a world-famous face. Even in the impression of Ningqi, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Can't compare with him.
Just from its throat and other characteristics of the body, this is undoubtedly a man!
The proud dragon knife touched the abdomen subconsciously, where there was a wound that could not be seen by the people. After seeing the sword, he felt that the wound seemed to be a pain.
Kuang Peng's unintentional eyes gradually became dignified. Like the proud dragon knife, he subconsciously touched his ear. Under his earlobe, there was a gap.
In addition to these two people, the Qinglong list ranked within the top 20, all of them are half-step and perfect, almost simultaneously with the proud dragon two knives to do the same action.
On them, there are wounds left by Jianxi.
"Jian Xilai, what do you mean?"
Nine secluded people looked at each other coldly.
"Your opponent is me."
Jianxi came to a faint way, his voice is also very neutral, if you just listen to the sound, you really can't distinguish between men and women.
"I am a black magician, I just took your test!"
Nine secluded people snorted, and the body slammed into a black gas, and swept away directly toward Jianxi. Jianxi came to the shape of a slight movement, as if teleported, appeared in hundreds of miles away...
Hey.
Countless eyes instantly fell on Ning Qi, and the nine abandoners are now fighting with Jianxi. They have no time to suppress Ningqi, and their chances are coming again!
"First suppress this!"
The proud dragon screamed low and slammed directly to Ningqi. Others saw it, and looked at each other with a slight glance. They stood in the same place with tacit understanding. No one chose to stop the arrogant knife at this moment. They also want to find out the ruins of the ruins from Ning Qi, and decide the ownership of the ruins of the ruins before the nine abandoners and Jianxi come to the winners!
"I let you escape!"
Ao Long’s eyes were stunned in the eyes of a knives, and a palm was shot at Ning Qi’s head.
His huge body is in stark contrast to Ningqi.
Everyone can't help but reveal a hint of mercy.
In the palm of the proud dragon knife, it is estimated that it is not dead or crippled, and the bones of the body, the internal organs, will be made into meat.
"Back to the source."
Ning Qi looked at the proud dragon knife, and the corner of his mouth sneered a sneer. The next moment, his body rose in the wind, and when the offensive of the proud dragon knife was about to fall on him, Ning Qi’s dying fairy body was true. Has been exposed, up to hundreds of feet of body, originally in front of him is a huge proud dragon knife, but turned into a ants.
"this is……"
Kuang Peng’s unintentional eyes moved slightly, and the nearby monks suddenly became shocked and looked at the scene with some surprises.
Dragons 18 palms!
The breath of the first to the yang, from the body of Ningqi rushing out, the power of the violent law, condensed into seven silver dragons, in the blink of an eye and the arrogant knife against the palm.
Ning Qi took a step back, and the proud dragon knife, rolled over.
This palm, Ning Qi's life value dropped by about 30 million, and the blood on the top of the proud dragon's mad knife, directly one less.
Not waiting for the proud dragon mad knife to react, Ning Qi took the initiative to rush toward him, and took a shot, and the proud dragon knife was stunned, then screamed with anger, changed the dragon really From his faucet to the dragon's tail, he has produced countless roots, the incomparable dragon scales, all over the law.
boom!
Two huge incomparable guys collided together, shocking the terrible aftermath, and the nearby monks retreated for dozens of miles, watching this scene with great shock.
"The son of Feng Jiuxian, can he be arrogant with the proud dragon?"
"Have you heard of it? He once suppressed a late monk in the four major legal fields. It is normal to have such strength!"
"But... he is just a late monk in the eternal life!"
A group of monks suddenly silenced.
"This is his true strength?"
Wang Hao took a sip of cold air, and there was a trace of suspicion in his eyes. Sikong was stunned by her side.
"Sure enough, it hides strength."
There is a hint of war in the eyes of Kuang Peng.
far away.
The monks of the Middle-earth Wonderland gathered together, and the dragons and other big caves of the heavens stood at the forefront, and some looked incredulously at Ningqi.
Around the Dragon City, Long Rong and Yu Pingping looked at each other with horror, and Ning Qi’s display of the fighting power now, if it is placed on the same day, I am afraid that if the Dragon City does not have a contract with ten strokes, it will definitely lose. of!
"It turns out that I don't want to be my disciple..."
Longcheng looked at Ning Qi and muttered to himself.
"Roar!"
The proud dragon screamed a roar, and the guy who was the ant in his eyes could even be glued with him for a few dozen times. This is a great shame for him!
The most important thing is that the opponent's palms can make him feel painful. How long has the arrogant knife been without this feeling?
After the roar, the proud dragon knife turned back to the human body, and suddenly there was a big knife that exudes Sen cold and chill, and went to Ningqi.
The violent sword, as if to tear Ning Qi.
"Knife!"
Ning Qi whispered, and the dragon knives appeared in his hands. He turned his back and took the knife. With the power of the world, he greeted the sword of the proud dragon.