Difficulty: I am a prince in the Black Sea

Chapter 191

Pointing to the moon mountain waterfall, several peaks pointing to the moon, Yinlian river flowing, high above the sky, a voice that makes people feel arrogant and domineering echoes.

The seven masters of martial arts, the leader of the seven masters, questioned the crime and raised the army. As soon as he opened his mouth, he pointed to the truth behind Jiuzhang Fuzang.

On the ground, Jiuzhang Fuzang slowly closed the sandalwood folding fan in his hand, looked at the looming figure in the sky, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The solitary mark Yi Qixing, although one of the seven masters of martial arts, was in the same generation as Qi Taizu in the past. Seven and the rest have one head.

When receiving the sword invitation, Jiuzhang Fuzang thought that this trip would not be easy, if the other party really recognized his identity, he would definitely not invite him with the sword invitation.

But meeting now, Jiuzhang Fuzang felt that this person was not only troublesome, but also aloof, just now he opened his mouth, it was completely arrogant and undisguised.

Emperor Yi was always respected in the palace of Guiling, when had he been so despised by others, facing his questioning, Jiuzhang Fuzang felt unexplainably angry.

"To question Jiuzhang terma, I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications yet."

"Even if you are the head of the Qigong, how can you be so high!"

After a few words, Jiuzhang Fuzang jumped up, his spiritual consciousness locked on the person in the sea of ​​clouds, and he turned his palms to the sky with majestic power!

Before the emperor, how could he be superior!
At the same time, a figure pervaded in the white mist appeared, without saying a word, a sword energy condensed and slashed down, directly facing the palm energy of Jiuzhang Fuzang.

But hearing the loud noise, the swords and gangs intersected, and the dust and sand were stirred up and flew all over the sky.

"I've heard for a long time that the leader of the seven masters is arrogant, but now it seems that he is full of arrogance, but has no strength to match."

"Lead me out with the sword, and you will have no chance to speak. Now answer my question, who are you!"

The head of the seven talismans, the emperor of the age of cunning, day by day, words are fighting, the words have not yet fallen, the Jiuzhang Fuzang is holding the curse formula, the cold light intersects, the curse seal is formed instantly, and it goes straight to the nine heavens.

At the same time, above the sky, there was a flash of sword light. Although the sword hadn't been drawn, the sword energy far surpassed most swordsmen in the world.

With a bang, the two moves merged, and the aftermath was surging, one after another.

In this palm, Jiuzhang Fuzang has raised [-] success points, although it is still the method of the seven masters of martial arts, but after practicing for a long time, Jiuzhang Fuzang's mastery of the moves of the seven masters of martial arts has improved to a higher level , under the palm of the full-fledged Gongyuan, a layer of thin clouds that have always shrouded the sky collapsed, and the head of the Qixing Qi, who enjoyed the reputation of Wushi Tongxiu, and the lonely mark outside the dust, Yi Qixing, finally showed the true face of Lushan Mountain.

"There is no one in ancient times, who is lonely and friends with Lingyun. Gao Zhong smiled and lay down, and the world bathed in snow and Ren Qi walked."

White robe like snow, silver hair and high crown, long body standing upright, holding a dust whisk, handsome but not friendly, revealing a vague sense of domineering.

He is a god with a strong character and a heavenly man, and a madman who is super-mortal and lives his whole life.

Compared with his appearance, what is more eye-catching is the sword on his back. The breath of the sword is simple and restrained, but the carving of the sword grid is extremely complicated. Even more otherworldly.

But there is something weird about it, the negative sword is a little lower than the normal swordsman, causing the whole sword to lean behind the back, which is a little bit harder than the normal swordsman, it seems that the swordsman did it on purpose.

"On Tongtian Dao, you have reservations and hidden scheming."

Yi Qixing swung his fly whisk, coldly locking on the person in front of him.

"Is it because you are too weak?"

Jiuzhang Fuzang shook his fan lightly, and replied unceremoniously.

In the battle on the Tongtian Dao, Xuanbin's foundation, the divine weapon of the sky, his reservations, and the mastery of the seven martial arts skills, all these factors superimposed to create his great defeat on the Tongtian Dao.

But even so, Jiuzhang Fuzang thought that if he did his best, he might not be inferior to Xuan Bin.

So looking at the arrogant Yi Qixing in front of him, Jiuzhang Fuzang was full of displeasure.

Even Qi Taizu, the creator of the Seven Pillars, might not dare to speak to the emperor with such an attitude. Why do you just do what you want?
"You are not qualified to judge my strength."

"Ha, your arrogance was on the way to the sky that day, but you have never seen half of it."

"Qi Taizu's death is your own fault, why do you make trouble with his death!"

"According to this, those who participated in the Apoptosis Forbidden Judgment only participated out of selfish desires, life and death are fate, why did Taizu Qi commit any crimes?"

"Using benefits to lure people into killing people is an intolerable crime!"

"Ha, we have different positions, so why talk too much, let Jiuzhang Fuzang teach you what the leader of the seven disciples can do!"

"The gap between you and me is like cloud and mud. If you are obsessed with your obsession, then I will answer your request and give you a defeat!"

The word "defeat" exited, and the sword was out of its sheath. Jiuzhang Fuzang saw that Yi Qixing was different from ordinary swordsmen. When Yuxue got out of the sheath, he moved out in a horizontal direction, and even lowered Yi Qixing's head slightly. It can be seen that Yi Qixing did it on purpose.

Could it be that this is what the outsiders said, that the sword is not too sharp in his life?How lonely is this person?It's ridiculous!

But at the moment of the battle, there is no room for Jiuzhang Fuzang to think otherwise, the white robe in front of him is moving, and the sword light that is about to perish is the first to start the battle of life and death.

Nine Chapters Fu Zang folded the fan into a weapon, and there was a clang sound, the two weapons merged, and the two powers competed, and each side refused to give in.

"Huh?" Sensing the opponent's foundation, Yi Qixing raised his eyebrows, "You kept a lot on the road to heaven that day."

"What else do you want to say?"

"Hidden ghosts, whereabouts a mystery, my original thought was just to let you reveal the truth."

"what about now?"

"kill!"

No matter what the origin of this person, the purpose of mixing with the Seventh Cultivator of Martial Arts must not be pure, he should be killed!

With a single kill, the head of the seven cleavages, the solitary mark outside the dust, and the solid foundation, the exquisite sword style, the Jiuzhang Fuzang did not dare to be careless, the moves of the seven cleavers constantly clashed, the style was as fast as a flash of light, and the moves were as heavy as a mountain falling .

Speed ​​and strength, wisdom and courage, one sword passes, one finger turns, life and death are contested, leaving no chance of survival.

The battle situation was stalemate for a moment, the bath snow trembled, the sword edge was drawn again, the immeasurable Qifeng followed Yi Qi's move, and turned into a white light in a blink of an eye.

The swiftest, highest, most elegant, peerless sword, even if it takes life, it is still extraordinary and free from vulgarity.

Jiuzhang Fuzang's expression remained unchanged, he unfolded the folding fan in his hand to block the sword aura of Yuxue, and immediately stepped forward quickly, threatening his life with a palm.

Yi Qixing let go of his hands, pulled by his zhenqi, and the bath snow instantly circled in the air, the sound of the sword was ethereal, as if he really had the ability to purify his mind.

The swords were facing each other, Jiuzhang Fuzang had no choice but to withdraw his hand, the folding fan closed and then swung the sharp edge of Yuxue, with a muffled sound, Yuxue returned to his hand, and the two backed away at the same time.

"The head of the Qizhang internally, but it's not enough. If you want to kill Jiuzhang termang, it's probably not enough."

Looking at the head of the inner seven paws in front of him, Jiuzhang Fuzang said provocatively.

It's true that your cultivation is not bad, even if you're the leader of the seven gangsters who gather outside, it's far inferior, but you are not enough to be arrogant in front of the emperor!
　After thinking about it, Jian Feng is only Yi Qixing who is in top form, has no five qi, and has no foundation to liberate Zhanyun Realm; he should be helpless to Yi Cantian, who is slightly inferior to a page of books, and he may not lose, but it will definitely be difficult win.

　　Jiansu fans, please let me go and kneel down

　　
　
(End of this chapter)