744. Questioning the Sword·First Class (2) (monthly ticket 200 plus updates) (monthly ticket please!!!)

"Hey, Xuan Qing, long time no see. How have you been lately?"

"How's it going? Look at you, you have a smile like an old chrysanthemum. I heard that you have accepted an ascended disciple. He is a talented demon and a prodigy in swordsmanship. You are so beautiful."

The young man looks like he is sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is exactly the ancestor of Tianwen, a cultivator of Tianzun.

Xuan Qing smiled and said, "Natural is very good."

Another message came from Ming Linlang: "This is the Tianwen lineage mentioned earlier."

He was very optimistic about this girl, so he brought her here to meet many powerful people, as a way to support and care for her.

But Ming Linlang looked at the pig-headed young man, and when he noticed the faint fluctuations of the Qianqiu Sword in his body, he knew that this was the male cultivator with the innate sword bone.

After Xue Honghua exchanged pleasantries with Xuan Qing, Xuan Qing wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and thought that Xue Honghua was actually what his disciples said was a social gangster. It was really troublesome to deal with it, but he could still avoid it in the future.

Bar.

Xue Honghua looked at Ming Linlang, her eyes lit up, and she was amazed.

The two looked at each other, then transformed into two rays of light and shadow, leaping high into the clouds and mist.

Xue Honghua's eyes flashed with deep thought, but she looked at Xuan Qing for a moment and said with a smile: "Yes, it's still a long time before the discussion. Why don't you ask my little boy to try it with your little disciple?"

And Ming Linlang fell safely beside Xuan Qing, without any of her previous sharpness.

Xue Xi heard her aggressiveness, but a sharp light flashed in her eyes.

Hearing this, Xue Honghua paused while holding the civet cat in her arms, resisting her master's paws, and deep thoughts flashed through her brown-yellow round eyes.

"With this one sword, if you kill her with one sword, I will kill you with one sword in return."

What blocked the tip of the sword was the ray of energy that Xue Honghua shot out with a snap of her fingers.

Being born with a sword bone is not invincible, he is the leader in swordsmanship!

As her true meaning came out, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky.

A cat punch with the left paw and a cat punch with the right paw.

Precisely because of his unique talent for being born with a sword bone, Xue Xi knew that he could not strike a sword that could rival it, and he would not be able to block this sword without using his magic power.

"You're still pretending in front of me, but this kid needs to be taught a lesson."

But he was only in one realm and had just ascended to the upper realm. As an eighth-level immortal, he had been practicing swordsmanship for nearly a thousand years.

"Then thank you fellow Taoist."

"With this sword, you will know what it means to be in the art of swordsmanship. Among the three thousand peaks, I am the most majestic, and even the green mountains are less majestic than mine."

At this time, he couldn't help but turn his head and sighed towards Xuan Qing.

Since this fellow Taoist is so forced, Xue Xi is not a soft persimmon with a good temper.

The "momentum" is sufficient and it is time to draw the sword.

He cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, the difference in realm between you and me means that even if you think about it, I won't be able to win."

Xue Xi could only see Ming Linlang's graceful figure, and with the clear light of the pale moon, the majestic atmosphere of the mountains and rivers behind him was illuminated.

But Ming Linlang took a step forward, bowed her hands to Xue Honghua, and then looked at Xue Xi, with a bit of excitement in her eyes.

"Your disciple is so pure and pure in swordsmanship that he is really powerful. I'm afraid he's not even as good as my little Xizi."

But looking at the sky, the two of them looked at each other. Xue Xi called out the three-foot blue and white bone sword, with a sound like broken jade, and said.

Competing in swordsmanship?

Then I saw a little crimson rolling out, indicating the killing sword intention.

The pig-headed young man was Xue Xi, and he murmured a few words: "Old ancestor, I'm not bad either."

The Qianqiu Sword was made through the Ming Lang to save the sky.

Minglin Lang's silver hair flies, her eyes are flashing, and the forehead fairy prints are looming, and she also bursts out of Xuanqi Dao.

The Ming Linlang Shi was exhibited by the Xianxian swordsmanship, and the sword was integrated into the mountains and rivers, telling her that she was like a god in the palace of Heaven.

Geng Xiehe, sparse stars light moon, broken cloud micro -degree.

"This disciple is well -funded, and from the small world below, it has risen, but it has only been consumed by 56 or 600 years.

She had not been stabbed before, but practiced the sword movement, accumulated "potential", and could not surge in her body, but she saw the sword body trembling slightly and poured out the magnificent sword.

When he returned to his reunion, I saw Jian Feng crossing him, and the sword in his hand was faintly unstable.

The monk should be proud, but there must be no pride. It is necessary to know that someone is outside.

Xuan Qing looked at Xue Honghua's eyes, smiled slightly, and said.

Minglin Lang laughed and said: "Then we fight with pure swordsmanship kendo, does it not drive the magic power? Only a sword, and then divide the victory and defeat."

Xue Xi was depressed, and the sword bone was scattered into the body, and returned to Xue Honghua, and the civet cat jumped in front of him.

The mighty sword meaning was all set at the tip of the sword, and the pride of his previous pride was slow. Over the years, the pride of the hexagram sword double cultivation was crushed.

Xuan Qing smiled and disappeared, but still waved and said.

And she returned to Qingshan, stepped on the clear wind and bright moon, and a sword came.

But he had to look at Xue Honghua's arms with a contempt.

She said softly.

Xue Honghua rubbed the fur of the raccoon cat in her arms, forcibly suppressing her rebellious paws, and snorted without goodness.

At this moment, Ming Linlang has moved.

Xue Xi also heard the meaning of two Tianzun's words. Then he looked at Ming Linlang. He blinked slightly, but saw his body cage purple golden Xuanguang, and he couldn't get a glimpse.

And Xue Xi looked so imposing, and also put away the contempt in his heart, holding the sword bone in his hand, and a solemn look on the pig's head on the head of the cat fist, although it was not obvious.

Xuan Qing's old face laughed like chrysanthemums, and there was a deep thought in his eyes. He replied: "The juniors are young, and they are full of spirit.

"Kunlun really received a good disciple. Such a kendo accomplishment, even though she just set foot on Tianxian, but below six realms, who can't cut it in the world?"

He claimed that he was born with sword bones, and was born with sword fairy embryos. People of the peers said that swordsmanship is difficult to get right.

He had three eyes, and the cave watched the fire. He saw that Ming Linlang was different.

Minglin Lang nodded and promised, calling Qianqiu Sword from the sea of ​​Qi, holding it on the right, the eyebrows cold.

"I was better than Taoist at the age of age, so I called Daoyou to go out of the sword first."

Two Kendo Taoism is true, and it is condensed into the cold light.

This sentence is not brainless, and Xue Xi can not help but frown. What does this mean? Who is this 'her' refers to? Could it be that this female practitioner is so aggressive because she wants to find revenge?

"Kunlun disciple Ming Linlang, want to ask Daoyou to ask the sword."

"Don't say that, a mountain is even more high. The deity had to hear even a day before, and even a three -border woman could enter the top of the Tianxian list. Now it is the world of these young people."

"So good."

"My sword is the first."

When he called him pain, he also looked back, ignited the fighting spirit, and looked at Ming Linlang's eyes, full of complexity, and even more revealed.

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