Peerless Divine Emperor

Chapter 139, Toasting, Not Eating, Punishment

"Jing Yunhao, I originally wanted to let you live for a second, but I didn't expect you to be so anxious to find death. If you are anxious to reincarnate, then Lao Tzu will send you a ride. Hope that you will be at the gate, you can still Come out."

Fan Jian is angry.

Originally, he wanted to have a good time in front of Jing Yunxiao and the rest of his disciples, but he never wanted to be so insulted by Jing Yunzhen.

In this tone, he can't swallow anyway.

"Everyone listens, hands together, takes this sly boy down, this time definitely can't let it escape."

Fan Jian gave the order.

"Yes, brother."

The other nine people have led their lives, and then step by step to push Jingyun.

Jingyun's brows are wrinkled.

Before I finally escaped from Yu Wangu’s hands, I didn’t expect to escape the monk and escaped the temple. At this moment, there is no hail to protect myself. It’s just Fan Jian’s, and it’s definitely not what he can do with Jing Yun’s. Moreover, there are still the remaining nine martial arts players who are not low-powered.

How to do?

There is no way.

"Nine heavy waves."

"Wind and thunder."

"Point the sword, point to the sword."

Jing Yunyi only struggled.

Immediately, he did not keep it, and all the powerful tricks were successively displayed.

Today, if there is a hope, there should be a hard fight.

If you are not desperate in desperation, you can get the dawn of hope.

"Boom."

Several attacks have gone down in all directions.

Wherever he went, the smoke was rolling and it was very dusty.

"Hey."

However, these disciples of the Dark Feather Hall are not vegetarian.

In the face of Jing Yun's strong killing, they made a quick response at the fastest speed.

In the end, except for Jing Yun’s smashing sword, two of them were slightly injured, and the rest were unscathed.

"court death."

At this time, Fan Jian saw the opportunity of Jing Yunyi's successive use of various means, the aura was a little scarce, a set of palm prints suddenly slammed out, directly hitting Jingyun's Tianling cover.

"not good."

Jing Yun’s heart was shocked, and the foot of the nine secluded stunned moments.

Just when Fan Jian’s palm print was less than a finger away from Jing Yun’s head, Jing Yun’s body escaped in a timely manner.

However, seeing Jing Yun霄 avoiding, Fan Sang did not feel uncomfortable, but the sneer on his face was more intense.

"Do you really think that my move is to kill you directly?"

Fan Jianyin shouted coldly.

The words have not yet been lost, and his other hand has been explored in the position where Jing Yunyi has once again stood. The target is the ice sword on the back of Jingyun.

"what?"

Jing Yunzhen was shocked.

But at this time, his body has just moved, the center of gravity has not stabilized, and there is a chance to dodge.

Fan Jian grabbed it and then slammed it.

The hail sword on Jing Yun’s back was robbed of the past.

"Hahahaha, I already knew that with this sword, your kid can fly in the air, so let them pretend to attack, the purpose is to distract your attention, then I take the opportunity to take the shot. I did not expect that your kid is really It will work well."

Fan Jian laughed.

It can also be seen from this that this person is very loved.

Jing Yun's face is in stark contrast to Fan Jian's smile like the spring breeze.

He burned in anger and his face was gloomy to the extreme.

Hail sword, that is not an ordinary sword.

For Jingyun, it is hail.

The hail was just to save him, he was unconscious, and his life and death were unknown.

Before Jing Yunzhen made up his mind, he must be rescued as soon as possible, but at this festival he was robbed by Fan Jian.

At this moment, anger is not enough to describe the resentment in Jing Yun's heart.

Killing.

The killing of the sky.

Just like the same seed, it took root in Jingyun's heart and thrived.

The dragon has a reverse scale.

Hail is a piece of reverse scale on Jing Yun's body.

Now that Fan Jian touched this counter-scale, then in the heart of Jing Yun, he is no longer qualified to live in this world.

If there is an opportunity, Jing Yun will definitely let Fan Jian die without a place to die.

"How? Stinky boy, are you angry? Very angry? Very anxious? Hahahaha, do you want me to return this broken sword to you? No doors. Unless you will use this sword to fly Means tell me one by one, I can also consider it, let you leave a whole body."

The more bleak the face is, the more happy Fan Sword looks.

The reason why he did not directly kill Jing Yunyu, said that it is also the ability of Yu Jingyun and other swords flying.

Ask, as a warrior, who doesn't want to control the flight?

If you want to master these skills, you often need a strong basal.

However, Jing Yunqi can control these abilities when he is in a martial art. If Fan Jian is not heart-warming, it is absolutely impossible.

"Tell you? Do you want me to tell you the ancestors of the 18th generation?"

Jingyun angered.

"Toasting does not eat and drink fine wine."

Fan Jian’s eyes suddenly glimpsed, and the whole person’s breath became cold. At this moment, he released the unusually majestic spirit of his body unreservedly, and the pressure of the mountain was already He was pressed against Jing Yun's body, so that Jing Yunyi had a little breathlessness for a while.

"Even if you don't tell me, then what? If I give this broken sword to the master of the temple, I can naturally see the mystery of the temple. As for you, you still die, let us These disciples will go back and receive the reward of 500,000 silver."

Fan Jian’s breath is getting colder and colder.

All of a sudden, Jing Yunzhen felt that the air around him was cold to the extreme.

Jingyun glared at him.

Even if the strength is disparity, even if the chance of surviving is paralyzed, Jing Yunyi still has not given up.

This time, he opened the sword palace in his mind, and the endless swords continued to spread from him.

Even if he is dead, he will die in an upright manner.

"Sword storm."

Jing Yun’s heart was tight, and he whispered in his heart, and all the swordsmanship was gathered around him, and his whole person seemed to be completely integrated with the sword.

"Glyphs and tricks, stinky boy, do you think that this is the three-legged cat's effort to deal with me? It's really crazy."

Seeing Jing Yun's shot, Fan Jian not only did not fear, but also smiled very contemptuously.

However, this is also normal.

This set of offensives of Jing Yunhao may have some effect on dealing with the general Qiwu Wuwu, but for Fan Jian, it is really a piece of cake.

Fan Jian is more afraid of night dreams, and he does not intend to keep his hands. He wants to kill Jing Yunyu directly.

However, just as he was about to shoot, in the back of Jingyun, a more powerful force suddenly flew into the sky, and in a flash, it rushed into the sky and broke through the sky.