Chapter 737: I admire you

The strength of Joe Xiangrong has at least reached the three-fold situation of the earth-protection, and he is also the sword repair that gave birth to the sword spirit, so his true strength is stronger than the original blood-stained clothes.
Although Jiang Yun has now entered the Tao Lingjing, but with his own real cultivation, it is still impossible to be an opponent of the territory.
The performance of the three sacrifices of the heavens allowed the atmosphere of Jiang Yun’s body to rise to the earthly protection, and it was comparable to Joe Xiangrong.
In particular, the Tibetan swords that he took out in his hands were shot under the swordsmanship, and the sword of Joe Xiangrong’s purple sword was sent with a fearful sword, and even the momentum of progress was slowed down. a little.
However, at this moment, Jiang Yun, indeed, can no longer be distracted to control the sword that attacked the people of Qiao's family. Therefore, Liu Siyuan, whose eyes are not far away, said: "Liu Daoyou, did you think that Gu was dead? Can your Liu family be safe?"
Liu Siyuan has been hesitating whether he wants to shoot.
Although he does not swing around like Liu Zhendong, there is no accurate idea, but he also needs to consider the fate of everyone in the Liu family.
Jiang Yun’s words finally made a long sigh in his heart:
But it’s gone, now the fate of my Liu family is connected with this person, he is dead, we Liu Jia finished, he lives, our Liu family may still There is a possibility of existence."
Thinking of this, Liu Siyuan’s gaze also suddenly looked at the Qiao family who were resisting Jiang Yun’s arrogant sword, and his body flashed and rushed over.
Liu Siyuan is also an area of ​​protection, even though the strength is not as good as Joe Xiangrong, but other Joe family is his opponent.
With his appearance, all the Joe family, including Yang Qingen and Qiao Rui, had almost no resistance, and they were all subdued in a flash.
However, Liu Siyuan did not have the domineering spirit of Jiang Yun. He did not dare to kill all the people of Qiao’s family, so he only temporarily restricted their actions.
Liu Siyuan’s shot, naturally, but Joe Xiangrong, although this makes him anxious, but feels the atmosphere of Jiang Yun’s body, and then sees the Tibetan sword in the hands of Jiang Yun, but Joe Xiangrong is also unable to distract his shares, even The face finally showed a dignified color.
However, in the depths of his eyes, there was also a trace of greed.
Even though he does not know that the Tibetan sword is a Taoist, he knows that his sword is not low, and the Tibetan sword is out, so that his sword feels fearful, naturally indicating that the Tibetan sword is more high.
"This sword, Joe is going!"
When the voice fell, Joe Xiangrong did not even control his own purple sword, but reached out and grabbed the Tibetan sword in the hands of Jiang Yun.
This scene, let Jiang Yun's eyes show a taunting color, under the spurt of the road, the Tibetan swords and swords skyrocketed, and the sword that originated from the swordsman did not exist, and once again displayed.
At this moment, in the eyes of Qiao Xiangrong, in addition to the white sword light training, no other things can be seen.
This also made his heart suddenly shocked. He did not expect that Jiang Yun’s sword would be so powerful.
At this time, where did he dare to continue to catch the Tibetan sword, and his heart was moved, and the purple sword that had been stabbed to Jiang Yun suddenly flew back to him.
Numerous swords were fired wildly, condensed into a sword shield, and he was firmly protected.
"Hey!"
Numerous swords and swords collided with each other, and the sound of gold and iron symphony like raindrops was heard. The people in the room were all roaring in the ears.
Finally, all the sounds disappeared, and Joe Xiangrong was also retreating, pulling away the distance between Jiang Yun and Jiang Yun.
Although Joe Xiangrong's body was unscathed, but the person with the sharp-eyed eyes was able to see his purple sword on the handle, and there were several cracks in the thickness of the hair.
It can be seen that under the confrontation of the two swords, the Tibetan Taoist sword is clearly superior.
Joe Xiangrong glanced at his purple sword, revealing a disgraceful color in his eyes, and then he made a move that was unexpected.
He actually grabbed the purple sword with both hands and slammed it hard. He cut the purple sword into two pieces, so that the little sword spirit was slightly trembling, but it did not dissipate, but did not enter the body of Qiao Xiangrong. Among them.
The sword spirit of Jian Xiu is the Tao Ling, although it is born from the sword, but it will not disappear with the destruction of the sword.
Joe Xiangrong throws the purple sword to the side very casually, and then looks at Jiang Yundao: "Kid, since you ruined my sword, then give me your sword!"
Looking at Qiao Xiangrong, Jiang Yun suddenly shook his head and cocked his thumb to him: "Gumou is a bit of insight, but like you, ruthless, faceless and skinless, Gu is really the first See you once, admire!"
As a sword repair, the sword is equivalent to his second life, and some sword repairs even see the sword more important than their own lives.
However, this Joe Xiangrong could not hesitate to cut off his sword, showing his ruthlessness.
B~os
Coupled with his previous attacks on Liu Peng, it is indeed a faceless skin.
In the face of Jiang Yun’s ridicule, Joe Xiangrong did not care, and smiled coldly:
Boy, how old is the man, it’s not up to you to judge!

"Now, give you the last chance, either hand over the sword in your hand, or the old man will pick it up!"
Obviously, Joe Xiangrong and the real killings have never been used!
However, Jiang Yun is no longer paying attention to him, but looks at the empty road not far away: "If you watched the show for so long, if you didn't guess wrong, you should be the master of this shameless person. Is it right? Come on!"
Jiang Yun’s sudden discourse made everyone feel amazed, and then, in the void of Jiang Yun’s gaze, there was a figure that emerged.
This is a pale middle-aged man with a silvery hair that is extremely eye-catching. After people have seen it, it will not be forgotten.
Seeing this person, almost everyone present, along with Liu Siyuan, changed his face and made a deep impression to the middle-aged man of silver hair: "I have seen the Lord of Gloria!"
One of the three major forces in Taoyuan City, the door of the ancient Luomen, the strong gods, also appeared!
Yang Qingen and Qiao Xiangrong are smiling and swearing: "The disciple sees the Master!"
Of course, Jiang Yun did not worship.
What makes him gratified is that his disciple Liu Peng, although he saw the appearance of the Gloria Lord, wanted to worship, but in the end he clenched his teeth, forcing his body to be straight and straight. under.
With this alone, let Jiang Yun know everything he has done today, and finally he has gained.
The Lord Gloria did not pay attention to the meeting of the people, but looked at Jiang Yun, and his face suddenly showed a smile: "You can actually detect my existence!"
In fact, with the strength of Jiang Yun, it was indeed impossible to detect the appearance of the ancient Roman master, but his other identity was to let him feel the breath of the other party.
This Gloria Lord is not a human race, but a demon!
He can converge on his own temperament, but he can't erase his own demon.
Just when Jiang Yun wanted to open his mouth, in his mind, he suddenly heard a sound that he had never heard before.
"There are disciples of the original Taoist temple, and they are sent to the seventh floor of the prison!"
This voice is not just in the mind of Jiang Yun, but at this moment, the seven-layered prisoner’s mind is ringing at the same time!