Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 1129

Zhao Jiuge cried and laughed a little, then shut up wisely and stopped talking more. He was also eager to improve his strength, but now it is very difficult to improve his strength.

Zhao Jiuge listened to this sentence, and then his heart was full of fire. At the same time, he was more eager to reach the realm of Daoyuan. He breathed a sigh. Zhao Jiuge knew that maybe the road of cultivation was long, but he was also fast away from Daoyuan realm. When he got out of 100000 mountains, Zhao Jiuge knew that the road of cultivation might be long Hou, it must be when he broke through the Daoyuan realm. At that time, some gratitude and resentment, as well as some things, he also had a certain strength, and was able to make an end.

As time went by, people around him became more nervous, because the longer time passed, the more clear they were, and the more the victory was about to be revealed. If Zhao Jiuge wins, I’m afraid that the successor of the golden thunder lion clan will capsize in the gutter and lose the opportunity to enter Tianshan lake.

As time went by, Zhao Jiuge’s heart was torn down. He didn’t worry about the power of “Chen Xian Yu”. He only had a sea of spirit in his body, and his basic spiritual power was exhausted. At that time, I’m afraid that even 100 pieces of immortal utensils on him could not exert any power.

However, there is no sign of stopping in the sky. Now Zhao Jiuge seems to be in a dead circle. If he wants to win, he must try his best to defeat Huang Meng with the eight wasteland sword array. However, if he wants to motivate the eight wasteland sword array, he does not have so much spiritual power.

“Click…”

In Zhao Jiuge’s heart constantly sinking, Huang Meng there suddenly have some movement, this began to lose confidence Zhao Jiuge, immediately along the eyes to see Huang Meng there.

When he saw clearly the situation in the field, Zhao Jiuge felt a burst of joy. He only saw that Huang Meng’s whole face had dripped out of the water. The Golden Shadow of the golden thunder lion around his body had disappeared without a trace, and was directly fragmented. It looked like there was no sign.

In this case, Zhao Jiuge where do not know, this has been Huang Meng is not like before, as the surface looked, towering, but has been holding up.

Huang Meng, who has lost his protection, may not be able to hold on for long. It seems that in the end, he won, and he fought longer than Huang Meng. Who let the power of the immortal ware be underestimated, and there was Xiaomo, the spirit of the tool.

Zhao Jiuge is usually quite calm. Now, looking at Huang Meng’s appearance, he immediately does not cover up his smile. To know how difficult it is for him to get a place in Tianshan pool, maybe it is partly because of his identity, and more importantly, because of his own strength of demon cultivation.

When his own means, directly finally unable to resist, began to fragmented, Huang Meng’s face finally had some panic, even in the eyes, but also very unwilling, nothing else, only because in the end he was weaker than Zhao Jiuge, insisted on the time, not as long as Zhao Jiuge.

It can be said that today’s contest, Zhao Jiuge just took some tricks. If the fight is open and upright, maybe Zhao Jiuge is not Huang Meng’s opponent. However, he is not willing to return to his heart, but Huang Meng is willing to gamble and admit defeat. If he loses, he loses.

When the golden thunder lion shadow around his body was fragmented, for a moment, Huang Meng only felt that he was in the middle of the storm. There was fierce sword spirit everywhere. The sharp edge made him feel tingling all over his body. It was just a piece of Kung Fu. The golden armor on Huang Meng’s body was very dim, even that piece of work The armour of the same quality can not resist the power of the eight wasteland sword array at its peak.

“Ah, ah…”

Huang Meng’s heart only felt a burst of suffocation. He was always on the right track. He didn’t expect that the boat capsized in the gutter today. He felt as if there was a fire in his heart and he couldn’t vent it.

Seeing the overwhelming sword spirit, Huang Meng was always a little reluctant, and his heart was full of strong reluctance. Then, in his hands, he tightly grasped the Red Hammer, and some of them waved it irregularly. The fierce attack immediately stopped the sword spirit around him for a moment, but it was also true.

Later, the attack became more fierce and hit Huang Meng’s body. Even though he was wearing armor, many attacks had been weakened a lot. But the remaining sword Qi still made him feel extremely painful and painful. That kind of sword Qi directly destroyed the meridians in his body.

Just a few breaths made Huang Meng’s breath wither a lot. I’m afraid that according to this kind of Kung Fu, it will not be long before it will fall completely. Huang Meng is suddenly alarmed. He knows that the eight barren sword array is powerful, but he did not expect that he, who has lost his protection means, will be unable to carry it so quickly under this attack.

“I give in.”

Although he felt very humiliated, Huang Meng still cried out in a hurry. After all, his life was still the most important thing.

This time, when his voice dropped, Zhao Jiuge breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that his quota for Tianshan pool had been set. However, Zhao Jiuge had not had time to stop the eight wasteland sword array. The middle-aged man in the Confucian robe started it in time. He liked this Huang Meng, so he would not let Huang Meng have any accidents.He didn’t see the middle-aged man in the Confucian robe. He made a big move, but with a wave, Huang Meng immediately felt the whole body relaxed, and the sense of oppression brought about by the sword spirit disappeared.

Similarly, Zhao Jiuge’s whole person is also a burst of relaxed, even because of that kind of long time mind has not relaxed down, the whole person still has a little weak feeling.

Eight fiery red eight wild swords stopped and swayed. Taking the opportunity, Zhao Jiuge took it back. He really did his best for the Tianshan Lake quota.

For a while, the scene was quiet, no matter Zhao Jiuge or Huang Meng, their breath was not particularly stable, and even could be described as dispirited. How embarrassed that look was, how embarrassed it was, where there was such a high spirited appearance that could be compared.

On the competition stage, Huang Meng and Zhao Jiuge were speechless. For a long time, Huang Meng took the lead in breaking the peace. First, he laughed at himself. Then he said, “you won. It’s fierce.”

No matter whether Huang Meng is insincere or not, but on the surface can achieve this degree, at least it shows that he is very atmospheric. Unlike ziwuji, he is not as powerful as others, but he still threatens to retaliate against Zhao Jiuge.

“Yield.” Zhao Jiuge smiles and says in his mouth that his chest, which had been undulating, calms down. At least, he doesn’t have to worry about the Revenge of the golden thunder lions. Otherwise, he would have provoked the purple mink, the golden thunder lion, and then in the shiwandemon mountain, he would have no way to practice.

Immediately, Huang Meng did not say much. Instead, he turned and left biwutai, ready to leave directly. The middle-aged man in the Confucian robe wanted to say something to him, but seeing that there were so many people in the field, he gave up the idea.

At Huang Meng’s point, it doesn’t matter whether he can win or not. The important thing is to see whether he can fight again and find some gains. After all, even if he loses, as long as Wanyao mountain takes a fancy to him, he can still enter Wanyao mountain. Once he takes a fancy to this apprentice, he can make one for his disciples in Wanyao mountain with his identity How difficult is the quota of Tianshan lake.

Now, Huang Meng leaves. When things are done here, people can find them. At present, there are things about Tianshan lake, which need to be finished. At present, ten places have been allocated. Naturally, they should take them to Tianshan pool for their own cultivation. As for the extent to which this opportunity can be grasped, it depends on the individual After dealing with the current affairs here, the middle-aged man in the Confucian robe is ready to leave and deal with other matters related to the competition for the quota of Tianchi pool. After all, he has absorbed one or two hundred fresh blood into Wanyao mountain. There are still many things to be busy with.

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