Chapter 6489: Positive challenge

"Ye Daoyou respected three cups, Wang had the friendship of the landlord, and when he greeted the Taoist friends three cups!"
Wang Xuesong, a young man in Chinese costume, still smiled and drank the third cup, then filled a cup and said to Ye Qian.
"The first cup, the respectful friends are not far away, and I am eager to find the Taoist friends!" Huafu youth Wang Xuesong is delighted to swallow the glass of wine, and Feixian teaches the unfinished lore. People, automatically sent to the door, there is no better thing than this luck.
interesting! Ye Qian smiled and drew the fourth glass of wine. It was also a decent one. Before the hands-on, the master of the demeanor, such a character, always said nothing more than those who sneaked up and killed.
"The second cup, the loyalty of the daring and the daring of the day, the party has today and today, meet each other and drink, kill each other!"
Wang Xuesong, a young man in Huafu, has a drink again. Ye Qian’s repairs have already been known to him. After four months, it is already a glimpse of the seven-phase mid-term. Even if there is no such arrogance in Feixian, he is not good at this. Having such an opponent is also a great event in life.
"Good!" Ye Qian liked this sentence very much. He smiled and laughed and drunk the glass of wine. He didn't have the courage to kill the wind in the secrets of the Heavenly Gate. Later, there was nothing in the natural world. I don't think about running around and killing the flying fairy, and the two will naturally not meet.
"The third cup, Jingdaoyou added another contribution to my name in Feixian, and I will be kind to the fate of the corpses of the Taoist friends."
The elders of the Chinese costume, Wang Xuesong, self-satisfied and squandered the last cup, and clashed with other powerful abilities:
"Today's victory and defeat with Ye Daoyou, life and death, if I am lucky, I will rejoice with the wine, if there is a trick, I am bothered to bring Wang's body back to the mountain gate, so there is a place to be buried!"
Wang Xuesong did not feel that he must have the grasp of victory. He used to be Tianjiao. Naturally, he knew that the difference between the small realms in the same stage would not bring any substantial advantages. Ye Qian was in the voyage of the six levels. Invincible, now become a powerful, not necessarily without this power, only to see Haiyun City, after the old wavelength of the tragic death, know that the strength of Ye Qian can not be ruled by common sense.
In this battle, Wang Xuesong will take all the strengths to go all out, but will not let his friends help to besiege Ye Qian. He has his own pride. He was also the top ten of the younger generation, and he was dealing with one less than his own. Ye Qian, who has been trained in the realm, can't win without fighting. He doesn't think how much it will be to add those mediocrity around him.
"Cooperate with them, your chances of surviving are not small!" Ye Qian heard that he couldn't help but look at this opponent. He had an advantage. He was stupid enough to make a one-on-one decision with him. Ye Qian didn't know that this opponent should be dead. , or sturdy.
"If Ye Daoyou is doing an assassination, it would be easier to take Wang’s first level!" Wang Xuesong showed a confident smile. Ye Qian’s flying fairy teaches all the people who want to go to the door to kill, how can he Wang Xuesong Half is weaker than people.
"Come on, let Wang see, the enchanting Tianjiao, who is known as the first person of the young generation of Xianmeng, what is extraordinary in the end!" Wang Xuesong said that a golden sword flew out of the body, he directly stepped on, There was a golden light in the snow, and it fell on the snowy mountains not far from the valley.
"As you wish!" Ye Qian haha ​​smiled, such an opponent only equipped him with his full force, the blood slightly warmed up, Ye Qian's hand with an ancient knife appeared out of thin air, the space suddenly launched, instantly appeared in the snowy mountains, the hands of ancient The knife took a knife and smashed it to Wang Xuesong's neck.
"This is the secret mystery of the secrets of the Taoist priests. It is really strange and secret!" Wang Xuesong smiled and commented, and the golden sword in his hand was slightly moving, just to block the ancient knife of Ye Qian, and even have the spare force to turn Ye Qian. Shock back.
"Not bad!" Ye Qian did not have much disappointment. It was just an ordinary knife. If he couldn't stop it, Wang Xuesong would not be worthy of his opponent.
"I have a sword in poverty, please ask the Taoist appreciative!" Wang Xuesong's golden long sword is introverted, and he goes to the fairyland, with a simple and plain, plain and without a hint of fire and thorns to Ye Qian.
This sword is Wang Xuesong’s account of himself as a younger brother for decades. He was born in poverty and started from the end of the world. He was unremarkable, but he later became one of the strongest cultivators of that generation!
"Well, this is the trick of Wang Xiong's ranking in the top ten of the younger generation of Xianmeng. He has all the kendo murders in the square, and the power has increased tenfold. On the eve of the explosion, the opponent is directly smashed!"
In the same year, Wang Xuesong participated in the ranks of the youngest generation of Xianmeng young generation. Wang Xuesong was the name of the first ten days of arrogance with this unpretentious move. It’s amazing, now it’s coming, no more, Ye Hao Modest is not fortunate.
The master of kendo is even higher than the sorcerer of the swords of the savage sect of the Southern Swordsman, and directly reaches the realm of returning to the true nature!
Ye Qian’s brow slightly condensed, and this Wang Xuesong did not have temptation when he came up, bringing the fighting rhythm directly to the peak.
Honestly, only on the knife road, Ye Qian is really not as strong as Wang Xuesong. At least his illusion of nine squadrons only realizes the sixth hexagram, and it is even impossible to achieve six guilty. If he still understands the word stacking, the six overlaps may not be able to force Wang Xuesong.
"Yes, it's second only to good!"
Ye Qian’s long-handed knives were swallowed, and a fine light passed through the eyes. The sixth scorpion of the illusion was directly smashed in the middle of Wang Xuesong’s golden long sword. The six overlapping strong moments broke out and the golden long sword swayed. Ye Qian felt it himself. An uncultivated kendo spirit is like a dam breaking a dyke, and rushing toward itself with an unstoppable momentum.
"Oh..." A sword screamed, and the moment the two touched each other, they were shocked by the strength of each other. Fortunately, the strength of the two men was not low, and they did not receive any injuries.
"It’s so simple to pick it up!"
All the powers were shocked to see Ye Qian, just like Wang Xuesong’s return to the real sword. Ye Qian’s knife also couldn’t see any door, but actually took Wang Xuesong’s famous sword.
"I have a royal power and a sword, please praise the Taoist friends!" Wang Xuesong's mouth smeared a smile, Dan Tian Ling Li madly poured into the sword in his hand, the golden Kendo spirit in the tip of the sword swallowed a sharp sword, and Wang Xuesong I am even more exuding the sun's general eye-catching light, just like a round of rising sun, and then bursting out of numerous golden swordsmanship with tiny hair, with the sharpness of piercing the void, will be within the range of 100 meters The space is all covered.
"This is the kingship and wealth, and Wang Xiong has become the secret of the inner elders of the inner gate. It has been praised by the flying sects and the great ancestors of the eight great ancestors have been rated as heavenly and human beings, and it is expected to turn the battle into a battlefield!"
A powerful and excited look at the golden sun in the sky, Wang Xuefeng only used a secret of the king's power, and then no one saw him show it, I did not expect to be open today.
"No, those golden swords are not right!" A powerful doubt looked at the numerous golden swordsman who had stabbed Ye Qian. Under his spiritual sense, these golden swordsman gave people a sense of threat, even without the poverty. The sword is so powerful, even if there are more people, there should be no threat to Ye Qian. Wang Xuefeng should not only have this power, but he can't completely sense the problem.
Ye Qian looked at the numerous golden swordsmanships that he shot. His mental induction is similar to that of the great power. The golden swordsman is also useful for dealing with the general abilities of the cultivators. He has to deal with him, and he has not threatened the sword. Big, the ancient sword in his hand will cut off the golden sword, and Ye Qian’s heart is strange, it should not be so simple.
"The sword is rich, in his body!"
Wang Xuesong’s voice came out again. This time it was very different. The voice turned every golden sword into a golden light wave, and it was passed out. Ye Qian and Wang Xuesong’s small heaven and earth were instantly rendered into a golden world. No other color.
"This is the real kingship and wealth, I said, there must be something wrong, there must be a post-attack!" The doubtful power just stood up and looked up at Wang Xuesong, who turned into a golden day in the void. The eyes are full of worship, this is the appearance and momentum of the true fairy tales.
Ye Qian frowned. He moved in any way, and the golden light of the whole body was like a shadow. Even the ancient knives were stained with a layer of gold. But this layer of golden light seems to be completely harmless. It seems that it is only rendered a layer of brilliance. eccentric.
More importantly, Ye Qian found that no matter how the space rushed, the golden day that he and Wang Xuesong had changed, the distance has not changed, as if wherever he went, the golden little world would follow him.
"The sword is expensive, in its heart!"
Wang Xuesong’s voice reappeared, and the whole golden little world reverberated with this sentence, going deep into every place, and then from Ye Qian’s ears, nose, mouth, every inch of the skin’s pores into Ye Qian’s heart, and then echoed in Heart.
Ye Qian’s heart is tight, and this strange kendo is the first time he sees it. It seems to be the combination of the spirit and soul of the sword and the kendo. At the same time, it has an extraordinary brilliance.
"The right of the sword, in the front!"
The whole golden little world fell with Wang Xuesong's voice. Ye Qian felt that a pervasive space was everywhere, and the kendo will of nothing was just like living. It was as if the heavens had been robbed and not sent, just waiting for the last moment.
Ye Qian finally understood that Wang Xuesong has clearly stepped out of the key step of breaking into the eight-fold, knowing how to turn the battle into a battlefield, and calling it a half-step voyage to the eight majors can not be overemphasized. He has already fallen. Into the unfinished battlefield of Wang Xuesong, this is accompanied by the golden light of the shadow, which is one of the characteristics of the battlefield.
Different from the real sneak peek, Wang Xuesong is obviously still almost inferior. The front action is completely accumulating the peak battle, and then evolved into a semi-finished battlefield. The kendo will, like a heavenly catastrophe, does not want to directly attack, but only accumulates enough. Wang Xuefeng needs to continue to promote the evolution.