Vol 3 Chapter 104: Second place

Many of the cultivators on the cliffs were shocked and unspeakable. They could not imagine that the swords on the swords of Zhao Jian and the swords on the remnants of the ink garden would have such strange mutations, especially many people found that if they were not self-cultivated Super Zhang Yi, they can't stand a sword like Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi’s performance, the changes in the expressions of these practitioners, fell in the eyes of Huang Zhenwei, and he shook his head with some emotion.
Every time the Lushan Swords Club has a lot of variables, and this time, the Lushan Swordsman will win the Ding Ning Guan Guan, and the only squadron on the top of the list will be eliminated. In addition to the current Zhang Yi, the variables of the Lushan Sword Club have far exceeded the past.
"Why does Zhang Yi not kill these Zerg?"
At this time, Pan Ruoye’s voice was coldly introduced into his ear.
This is always chased by these worms, and it is naturally more laborious.

Huang Zhenwei turned to look at her in the past and explained gently: "It should be that Zhang Yi speculated that there are boundaries between these different Zerg groups. Other Zerg groups smell the breath of this Zerg group, and they will not come again. In the current situation, his speculation is correct."
"So he deliberately let some residual Zerg follow, so that he will not have any problems after passing this." Pan Ruoye looked at Zhang Yi, who looked very small in the sea of ​​thorns, and looked directly at Huang Zhenwei's eyes. Said: "Before this, you have always appreciated Zhang Yi, and when he and Xu Weihua are surrounded by these Zerg, you have no worries. Do you know that he can easily pass this pass? ?"
Huang Zhenwei sneaked a little, and immediately shook his head: "Pan Gong's main eye is like electricity, but when I choose to walk with Xu Weihua, I have already relaxed, but it has nothing to do with the aftermath."
Pan Ruoye slightly frowned, she did not understand the meaning of Huang Zhenwei.
"Zhang Yi has a true gentleman's style, and it falls in the eyes of the people. There are many differences between good and bad. Many people think that he is indecisive and acts indifferently. However, Pan Gongzhu should be clear, naturally, some people really like this kind of temperament. ""
Huang Zhenwei said gently and gently: "This mountain does not open his mountain. It is not that all practitioners need to be the generals who charge the battle. Some people use people, and they hope to use the true gentleman like Zhang Yi. Good and loyal, no danger. So I am relaxed, just because I can be sure that even if Zhang Yi can't get the chance to enter the practice of Lushan Jianzong, it will naturally be eye-catching, and naturally there will be a good chance in the future."
After the meal, Huang Zhenwei whispered: "The result of the Lushan Sword Club is naturally important. However, everyone in Changling is watching this sword meeting. If you choose a student than a jewel, then you will show yourself in this sword meeting. The process of jewel ray is equally important."
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The eyes of the swords in Fujian and Taiwan are not like those of the practitioners on the cliff, and they always stay on Zhang Yi and Xu Weihua.
Because he had to make sure that he was able to appear in any place in the sea of ​​thorns in the most timely manner, he discovered an accident earlier than everyone else on the cliff.
At this time, it was more than two hours since Ding Ning first walked out of this sea of ​​thorns. However, because this is too difficult, no one else can force the youth to appear like Ding Ning, and point out the shortest way out. Azimuth, so until this time, there is no second passer.
All the elections in the sea of ​​thorns are not close to the exit. However, at this time, in the eyes of the swords of Fujian and Taiwan, the second passer has already appeared.
It was a young boy in a black silk gown.
At this time, at least a dozen students were closer to the export than the teenager, and several of them were only nearly half the distance.
However, the sword of Fujian and Taiwan is sure that this black robe is the second passer.
Because this black robe boy is just like Zhang Yi, he has hardly suffered much.
He was also the same waterway as Xie Changsheng, and he followed the meandering stream, so he circled some roads, but he did not encounter the black rat.
At the moment, in the eyes of the swords of Fujian and Taiwan, his body is like a strange force, so that all the different animals and beasts in this sea of ​​thorns will avoid and not dare to approach.
This is not the case for this black robe boy. He only needs to walk quietly. The only trouble he has caused is the circle of law in this sea of ​​thorns.
The brow of Guantai’s sword was slowly picked up.
He is somewhat difficult to understand.
In the next moment, his body disappeared from the cliff and landed in the sea of ​​thorns.
In front of him, there are a few simple and low-lying houses that are randomly staggered with thorns. Because these thorns are still alive, these houses are not only exceptionally rough, but also seem to be completely integrated with the whole deep red sea of ​​thorns. One.
"Young Master."
At the moment of falling, the sword of Fujian and Taiwan screamed at a figure in this residence.
That figure is naturally the master of this thorny sea.
I haven't seen it for many years. This forbidden land is open to the swords of the Taiwanese, and the teachers and brothers see each other again.
However, in response to the slogan of the Taiwanese sword, it was a violent whisper.
The eyes of Guantai’s swords are miniature.
He noticed a white beast on the edge of the shabby green robe of the barley.
The little white beast is like a white lion, but there is absolutely no lion in the world that has this little beast terrible.
Because just before the violent squatting of the green crickets, this one was lazy and docile, and even the little beast that stood still like a dead object stood up suddenly, and dozens of whites visible from the naked eye from its white hair. The rapid flow out of the air, scattered into the surrounding air.
The violent low-pitched voice of Qinglan was to stop its next move. It did stop the next move. It was just a glimpse of a pair of blue eyes that looked badly at the platform and looked at it again. The white energy flowing out of the body quickly disappeared.
However, it was only a short moment. The cracking sound of the Tukakkakar became a piece. The simple low-lying residence is like a moment when people have smashed countless swords from inside to outside. Sprinkle it, and at the moment of landing, it has been frozen into hail.
The green hair of the barley is white, and the green robe on the body is covered with hoarfrost.
The chill that spreads out naturally cannot pose a threat to the swords of the Fujian and Taiwan. The numerous swords that flow naturally from the swords of the Taiwanese ruins are all excluded from these icy worlds. However, at this moment, a The strange and strange picture, a crystal-thin thin ice mask formed outside the body of the sword, and then shattered into countless pieces in the next moment, flying out.
"what is this?"
Wutai Guanjian was shocked and looked at the little beast like a white lion on the side of the Qing dynasty.
Looking at the things in the house that should be shattered, the face of the green eyes is a pity and an unpleasant expression. However, after all, it is his own brother, he took a deep breath and daggered the ceremony, saying: "Snow Kirin Cubs, or cubs that will become snow unicorns in the future."
The body of Guantai’s sword was slightly shocked and his breath was slightly stunned. He began to understand why the Qing dynasty wanted to create so many hordes of empire in this thorny sea. He looked at himself with shock and admiration. A younger brother, apologized: "I am sorry, I have met for the first time in many years. I didn't expect to ruin my brother's residence when I met."
"Don't we use such nonsense between us?" Qing Biao's brow was deeply wrinkled, and asked with patience: "The brothers are anxious to see me, what is the abnormality found?"
"A famous teenager walks in your sea of ​​thorns, and the worms you have kept are naturally evasive. I am sure that it is not the cultivation of the teenager that is so high that nature makes those worms feel fear." He asked: "How could this be?"
Qing Yan seems to think that this question is too simple, I don’t want to talk casually: "medicine."
A look at the swords of Fujian and Taiwan: "Pills?"
Qing Yan looked at him. "The body contains terrible drugs, it is for medicine."
There was some reaction from the Fujian-Taiwan sword, but there was still some confusion. I couldn’t understand:
It’s just a matter of taking some medicines to deal with you.
Is this too simple for some people who are good at using drugs?
Qinglan shook his head, and some could not help but sneered: "If this is the case, the net glass will not be arranged like this. To stock these animals, not only how many kinds of violent drugs are used. If the general practitioner can How can these beasts withstand the drugs?"
The eyes of Guantai’s swordsmanship flashed fiercely, but Qinglan didn’t want to waste too much time. He said very directly:
The drug person himself is a medicine, he is just a drug carrier, you can think of him as A dead man with an remedy."
Yantai Guanjian took a deep breath.
In the eyes of the world, the most common use of Lushan Jianzong is the knife with the nickname of the kitchen. However, he is very clear that killing people with poison is a powerful tool. However, for the study of pharmacology, the entire Daqin Dynasty is afraid. No one is stronger than the green.
Therefore, the judgment of Qinglan will not have any problems.
"Dead?" He was silent for a moment, looking at the green scorpion.
Qingyi did not answer, and nodded very simply.
The swords in Fujian and Taiwan are once again in silence.
He did not know the black robe boy.
This at least shows that this black robe is not famous, not the top person in the book.
It is just that no matter which black robes are belonging to the slain, it is enough to show that the black robes have a high spiritual talent.
So he naturally feels sorry.
(Recommended to know the "Yongzhen Xianmo" of Zhibai, well written, you can see when you are in a bad time.)
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