The Daoist Seal

Jiang Xiaofan look calm, holding his arms, like a smile yet not a smile, looking at the opposite Murong Ling, while the latter’s face is hung with a gentle smile, looks very natural, giving a very real Feeling, there is no falsification.

“Murong Ling, the hypocrite is not easy to do, don’t you feel tired?” Jiang Xiaofan squinted Murong Ling, shrugged, said: “You want to kill me, don’t make it like this, looks at it makes me sick.”

When his words just fell, many people were frowned and yelled at Murong Ling. The people with Purple Yang Sect stood up and shouted: “Too much, my Senior Brother Murong is humble and courteous, it is your little mouth.” people!”

“Yes, Young Master Murong said everything, everyone is in the eyes, but you, hey, rampant pride, can’t be alive, only Young Master Murong is merciful to you, but you are taking the opportunity to be heavy, it is sinister!”

Jiang Xiaofan look turned cold, indifferently looked at the past, the silver glow flashed in the eyes, with a pressure of forced force, invisible and colorless, but let the person who talked instantly pale, dēng dēng dēng and then exit to seeveral meters Far away.

“Close your mouth, like someone like you, I feel disgusted the most.”

Jiang Xiaofan disdain, let the person look at the blue, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after welcoming the colon and ruthless pupil, he forcibly swallowed the mouth, feeling a little scared .

Dao Scripture has Spirit Gathering Supreme Spell, which is a supreme sacred law that specializes in spiritual sense. Jiang Xiaofan naturally cultivated this secret art, so his spiritual sense is so powerful that it is comparable to the Illusory Spirit 9th-Layer powerhouse. The average person can’t bear it.

“This……”

“Some terrifying!”

Here is the grand gathering of the young generation of Purple Tenuity. Naturally, there is no shortage of outstanding people. Although it is quite different from people like Murong Ling and Gou Zhengxing, it is enough to see the out of the ordinary of the man on the battle arena.

“This guy is getting more and more powerful.” Ye Yuanxue muttered in low voice.

Jiang Xiaofan tilt head, looking at Murong Ling plainly, with his left hand on his back, right hand stretched forward, said: “Murong Ling, want to kill me, then take action, I can tell you clearly, you don’t have to leave today. Here…”

Such conceited and strong words, many people in ones heart trembled, even if Gou Zhengxing, Liu Yuanlong have expression changed, especially the Ice Palace’s Leng Danqin, a pair of eye-catching flickered strange divine glow, a moment of instant Jiang Xiaofan.

Murong Ling pupil deep inside flashes through a cold light, but the surface is not obvious, said: “Brother said a little too much, although Murong Ling is not talented, but not willing to fall behind, so it is offensive. ”

“Pack, then install!”

Jiang Xiaofan disdain, the body trembled, step by step, in an instant forced to go forward.

“So fast!”

Someone issued a cried out in alarm.

On the other side, Murong Ling look calmly, he raised his hand to play a Lotus Throne, initially only the size of the thumb, but in a moment it became bigger than the house, Huaguang 100,000 feet, many people around the oppression are breathless.

This Lotus Throne is a top grade Spirit Armament. It is a shining, with a powerful power, which makes the void become distorted. The huge pressure makes the people around the heart palpitating, more Many people are backing up.

Jiang Xiaofan look is unchanged, this Lotus Throne is very powerful, not far worse than the Dark Battle Spear that he controls. However, despite its immense power, it is difficult for him to give the slightest pressure. The powerful physical body is enough to destroy everything.

“boom……”

He didn’t have any reservations. He rushed forward directly, holding his palm as a punch, and the mouse Throne who went straight down and fell down, and the metal crisp sound of the peng peng peng, which shocked many people’s eardrum feeling numb, It seems to be split open.

Very terrifying **! ”

“freak !”

Many people are shocked, not far away, Xiao Family siblings almost petrified, they have met a powerful person, with a pure physical body to counter the Top Grade Spirit Armament, this is simply not terrifying, almost terrifying.

On battle arena, Jiang Xiaofan Form Displacement Shadow, take action, but in the process, he is also slightly frowned, this Lotus Throne is not ordinary, after suffering his six fists, it is not damaged, and the rays of light are more flaming. , pressed down.

On the other side, Murong Ling look is calm, and the right hand has a magic seal. In everyone’s shocked eyes, a green knife rushes out of its with the body, and the first time it appears, it exudes a fierce killing intent, let this piece The space is shaking.

Another Top Grade Spirit Armament!

“Heaven, he, he can control two pieces of magic treasure!”

“worthy of is the surplus student of Purple Yang Sect, so the battle strength, who can stop it!”

Many people are terrified, ordinary cultivators can only control a magic treasure, and talented cultivation base powerful cultivator can control several pieces of magic treasure at the same time, such people are generally extremely terrifying, and future achievements are limitless.

However, now, Murong Ling has controlled two pieces of Spirit Armament at the same time, so I can’t let these people be surprised. Even though Gou Zhengxing and other three people are all looking dignified, the bright glow in the pupil flashes, and there is some taboo on Murong Ling.

Murong Ling is a heroic, right hand waving, whole body divine splendor, like one of the ancient War God, shouted said: “brother to stop, you are not an opponent, the sword has no eyes, the Spirit Armament is ruthless, so go on, there may be accidental injury “”

His words fell, and suddenly caused a group of people around to talk.

“Young Master Murong is open-minded and broad-minded. At this time, I can remind my opponents to be careful. Theworthy of is a new generation of leadership in Culture World. It is admirable and worth learning.”

There is the sneered of Purple Yang Sect, saying: “Senior Brother Murong is modest and kind, not like some people, thinking that there is a certain strength, it is all over the place, not to put others in the eyes, such people, the heart of the demon will Taizhong, it will be difficult to achieve great achievements in the future.”

Jiang Xiaofan look Indifferent, this Murong Ling’s mind is really deep, and now these means, at this moment, he does not keep, Dao Scripture is running fast, he is one-handed, once again moved towards Lotus Throne.

“boom……”

The huge rumble sound came out, accompanied by a crispy crisp sound, the falling down of the Lotus Throne flew out, there was a crack on it, so that Murong Ling in an instant expression changed, immediately running spiritual energy, will It was collected back.

“That… that’s the Top Grade Spirit Armament. This person has blocked the physical body and flew it. How is this possible? It shouldn’t be like this!” Everyone around was surprised and didn’t believe it.

“Boom…”

Eye-piercing divine rainbow broke out, Murong Ling took a green knife and killed it. At the same time, his left hand pinched and a fire sea appeared behind him. One of the Lotus Thrones was up and down in it, and the mighty force shook the nearby boulders.

“Blazing Yang Strike of Purple Yang Sect!”

“It’s Blazing Yang Strike, it’s already up to peak, and it’s turned out to be fire sea!”

Many people cred out in alarm and recognized this divine ability, which is a secret art secret art of Purple Yang Sect. In terms of attack power, this trick is very powerful. In this realm, there is rarely a prototype law secret. Art can be compared to it.

Opposite, Jiang Xiaofan looked as usual, not afraid, his hands trembled, a silver character appeared in the left hand, flickered the faint of the faint, right hand directly fist, facing the azure’s knives directly down.

“clang……”

The collision of the metal-like crisp sound, Jiang Xiaofan’s right fist can block Murong Ling’s mouth of the Top Grade Spirit Armament, the left hand directly penetrates the fire sea, and unbiasedly falls on the chest of Murong Ling. On the spot, it flew.

“Penetrated the fire sea!”

The people around him were stunned, and the eyes almost didn’t come out. Jiang Xiaofan actually oppressed directly with his left hand, shattering the fire sea and flying Murion Ling from Perception 9th-Layer Peak. Many people feel that the back is in the back. Cold.

However, this is not over yet. In the eyes of all petrified people, Jiang Xiaofan suddenly moved, without any pause, silver’s big hand explored, grabbed the green knife in the hands of Murong Ling, forcibly seized .

“you!”

Murong Ling expression changed, behind the dozens of dao flame, gathered in the above head into a fire, exudes an unparalleled burning sensation, and even the trembling power in the fill in the air, directly down, moved towards Jiang Xiaofan suppress And go.

“Purple Yang Sect’s Fire God Seal!”

“It’s amazing to have such a divine ability, no wonder so powerful!”

Jiang Xiaofan sneered, fearless, his right hand grabbed the Azure Spirit Blade, slammed hard, and a crisp sound came out, so that Murong Ling instantly turned white, and at the same time, he greeted again with Spirit Transformation Symbol, right On the Fire God Seal.

Spirit Transformation Symbol is secret art in Dao Scripture. It is natural to restrain all divine ability. Murong Ling is in Perception 9th-Layer Peak, but after all, it has not entered Illusory Spirit Realm. Fire God Seal can’t stop Spirit Transformation Symbol, successfully stopped. It is broken.

“shua…”

Jiang Xiaofan approached in an instant, silver big hand explored, wheeled up, a palm cover, the force of the terrifying physical body made the space vibrate, and the light sound was heard.

Murong Ling had no time to resist, the Azure Spirit Blade was taken, and the dead man was in the hands of Jiang Xiaofan. He was only able to block the Spirit Armament Lotus Throne in front of him, blocking the terrifying silver big hand.

“You can’t stop it!”

Jiang Xiaofan sneered, the big hand suddenly found silver glow, a few times stronger than before, slammed the Lotus Throne and flew out, hitting the cliff not far away, making a huge rumble.

“peng!”

He didn’t stop, he lifted his leg and swept it out.

Murong Ling expression changed, too fast, he can barely lift the right hand block, but with the strength of his physical body, he can hold Jiang Xiaofan’s leg, flew on the spot, the right hand broken arm The whole arm has fallen down.

Jiang Xiaofan in an instant appeared, lifted his legs again, the speed was so fast, the force was heavy, and he was squatting on the back of Murong Ling, letting him spurt a bloody water, like a scarecrow.

“boom……”

However, what shocked everyone was that Jiang Xiaofan was too fast, and almost no one saw how he moved, but he suddenly appeared in the air next to Murong Ling, and he stepped on the leg. Go on.

“Ka…”

The sound of broken bones came out. The powerful Murong Ling was directly stepped into the ground from the air, causing cracks in the sturdy battle arena. Murong Ling used blood in his mouth and his face was distorted.

“Senior Brother!”

There is the Disciple loudly roared of Purple Yang Sect, rushing forward.

“Scram!”

Jiang Xiaofan looks indifferent, and does not return a sword qi, as his own speed is generally fast, and it is instantaneous, a pierce of the person’s left shoulder, let it fall into the dust.

As a result, many people have expression changed. Murong Ling came on behalf of Purple Yang Sect, but was stepped under the foot of a little-known cultivator. Under the door, the Junior Brother was even more uniformed. This…Purple Yang Sect’s face Where is Murong Ling’s own dignity going to be?

Jiang Xiaofan is sneered in his heart. He wants this result. When Murong Ling is the most glorious, he slams it under his feet. This feeling of falling from the cloud into Hell, he believes that few people can afford it.

“you you……”

Sure enough, Murong Ling was no longer as calm as the original, his face was gray, his mouth was bleeding, and he looked at Jiang Xiaofan with great hatred.

Jiang Xiaofan sneered, stepping Murong Ling on the sole of his foot, waving the Azure Spirit Blade in his hand and aiming at his forehead.

He stared at Murong Ling for a long time. After a long ringing, he suddenly said: “Father gave you the hardcover version, where, return it to me!”