Spiritual and Martial Conqueror

Chapter 68: "The Two Changes" of Xinghuoliao Original Sword.

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"The third game, Yang Miao ..." Yun Yangzong's middle-aged deacon took out two jade cards from the small box and stared at the four people under him: "Luo Jin."

"Luck is really bad." Lu Shaoyou's face was dull, which was really unlucky. Wang Guang's level of the nineth-level warrior, his four-level warrior, this difference is too great, the difference is one big difference, not to mention the difference of five weight.

"It seems that this time I have no chance to compete with your three-line martial arts." Yang Miao said to Lu Shaoyou, and then her exquisitely bumpy body leaned on the stone platform beautifully.

Luo Jin looked helpless, and he also jumped on the stone platform. This was his best luck. At least on the surface, he was better for Yang Miao than Lu Guangyou, who dealt with Wang Guang of the Wang family.

Under the stone platform, only Lu Shaoyou and Wang Guang, Lu Dong, Lu Wushuang, Lu Xi, and others were left. At this time, their appearance also changed slightly. Although it is known that Lu Shaoyou is extraordinary, this is a six-level difference in strength. The difference is too big. In their eyes, Lu Shaoyou is only a triple warrior. Lu Shaoyou hides a heavy level of strength.

Only Zhao Hui, Lu Shaohu smiled when he saw all this. Even Zhou Lixing and Lu Nan, Zhou Haiming and the three also sneered lightly, waiting to see Lu Shaoyou lose.

"Luo Jin, you are the double warrior, you are not my opponent, surrender." Yang Miao, who was in a strong outfit, stared at Luo Jin and said.

"Is it an opponent, I have to know it by comparison. Even if it is not an opponent, my Luo family has no surrender." Luo Jin said indifferently.

As soon as this remark came out, the patriarch of the Luo family on the referee's seat suddenly smiled slightly, very satisfied, and also made the people in the crowd have a lot of goodwill.

"Well, then I will let you do it first." Yang Miaohong's small mouth pouted.

"Then I'm welcome." As soon as the voice fell, Luo Jin knew that his strength was weak. Naturally, he was unkind. He jumped in shape, and a real red air burst out all over his body.

At this moment in the sky, Luo Jin's hand prints out, and a half-meter-diameter machete appears in the hand. Above the blade, the dark red light flashes, and a groove snakes out along the tip of the knife. Cold light, this knife is obviously not ordinary.

The scimitar crossed a radian, and then cut through the air and stormed toward Yang Miao.

"It's good." Yang Miao chuckled with a knot, and a knot in his hand. There was also a red scabbard in the hand. The long sword was out of the sheath, and the sword was quickly rotated in the hand. Bringing a dazzling arc, like a spirit snake, extremely flexible and spicy, instantly blocking Luo Jin's scimitar.

The swords and swords were staggered in the sky, and they were dazzling. The two figures were separated. Luo Jin's face was already pale, the machete was gently stroked, and a faint spark burst out, with the cold sword light again. Cut to Yang Miao and go.

"Oh ..."

When Yang Miaojiao's body was vertical, his true energy burst suddenly, and his figure was transformed into a blurry shadow that struck Luo Jin like lightning. This speed was extremely fast. Entering, also appeared with a flame, Jianmang pierced the air, and slashed towards Luo Jin.

Luo Jin ’s expression remained the same, knowing that his strength was low, but hardly resisting Yang Miao, but he did n’t take advantage of anything. He instantly pointed at his toes and his feet burst out with real energy, and his figure was just a few steps back like a teleport. The scimitar in his hand came out horizontally, and the strong force with a scorching flame appeared a faint arc of fire in the front air, a sharp wind breaking sound, and the whine kept ringing.

Yang Miaojiao turned sideways, the handprints in his hand quickly knotted, the long sword suddenly changed direction, and pulled out a sword shadow, which was also a blaze of fire. The sword shadow wrapped the entire space and loomed over Luo Jin.

"Dang Dang ......" In a piece of electro-optical flint, the body of the two bodies retreated, but Luo Jin was obviously invincible, and the figure stumbled backwards.

"Come again." Yang Miao was incapable, and Jiao's body backed away, the sword tip was inserted into the stone platform, and there was a trace on the stone platform to stabilize the body, and then the tip of the toe above the body was a little bit, and the figure stood up again, the body I flipped in midair and immediately kicked my feet up to the sky. The figure was like a predatory goshawk, with a lightning-like direct shot to Luo Jin's head, a long sword in his hand, and several sword shadows. The temperature of the whole space was also rising rapidly.

"Yang patriarch, the girl is extraordinary, and she has a great talent. This martial art is also superb, and she can control it freely. This is not worse than the talent." Looking at the two people on the stone platform, the elder Yunyang Zong Baimei couldn't help it. Praise, sometimes, the reaction ability in this fierce battle is as important as its own cultivation talents. Any strong man can never succeed by virtue of cultivation. Only in countless battles can he be truly Hone a strong man.

"In the future, you should rely on the white eyebrow elders to cultivate more." Yang Xiangfeng said with a slight smile ~ www.readwn.com ~ Naturally, he was quite satisfied with his daughter's performance.

"It's natural, the talent of the girl, and its performance, it is not difficult to emerge in the Yunyang Sect. At that time, there is a great chance to become a proselytized disciple." Elder Bai Mei smiled and smiled. Unexpectedly, to become a proselytist of the Yunyang Sect is almost a matter of rigidity.

Lu Shaoyou was also watching the contest on stage at this time, but in his mind, he had been thinking about how he should deal with Wang Guang, the strength difference was too great, it seemed that he only had to deal with Zhou Haiming, looking for opportunities to take advantage of it When he was not prepared, he shot in one fell swoop.

At this time, it was already fierce on the stone platform. The two figures fought against each other slowly. Slowly, Luo Jin had already been pushed to the edge of the stone platform.

"Xinghuo Liaoyuan Dao." Luo Jin shouted, and suddenly his body was full of hot air, suddenly surging out of his body, and his real air was lingering around his body, so that the whole body was magical. Rising, the machete kept spinning in front of him, just like the page of the fan kept spinning, forming a round knife-ball fireball, and the surrounding air was transformed into white mist to dissipate.

Then the fireball came out and rushed towards Yang Miao, Luo Jin was already pale, and the star-fired sword was so powerful, but it also consumed the amount of true energy. Until the end, he He will not show his hole cards.

"Huoying Sword." Yang Miaojiao twitched, and under the Luo Jin's star-fire prairie sword, he did not dare to carelessly. In his hands, there was a real gas, a scorching breath, and then he shrouded the stone platform. Dozens of sword awns were drawn out in an instant, and the sword awns enveloped the space, and then strung towards the sword fireball.