Chapter 835 (1/2)

Under the sun, Ji Ming's thin sword in his empty hand is full of strange light. He knows it's not ordinary.

It is estimated that the worst is the immortal treasure, and it may have special effects.

The pupil in Ji Ming's beautiful eyes shrank slightly, but then he laughed again: ”it's meaningless to say anything now. In order to uphold justice for the sword King clan, it was you who were stubborn. I'm not wrong. It was you who was wrong!”

”Do justice?”

Lingxiao really wants to laugh.

I'm afraid that, even Ji Mingkong himself will not believe it.

”I've seen shameless people, but there are really a few shameless people like you.”

Lingxiao's face is cold, and the purple electric sword in his hand is more and more brilliant.

”Let's go. There's nothing to say with people like you.”

Feeling the terrible Tian Yuan power gushing out of Lingxiao's body, a touch of surprise flashed through Ji Ming's beautiful eyes.

It seems that this boy is not really putting on airs. He goes to Tianmai martial arts, but tianyuanli is nearly 100%. This is something that ordinary Tianmai martial artists can't do.

No wonder this boy can defeat Qin bixue.

It's a pity that I still have no chance.

The slender sword was held by the slender jade hand, and the whirlwind gathered by the Tianyuan force hovered on the long sword.

The energy spilled out constantly collides with the protective wall and the competition platform.

After a strict renovation, the Biwu platform is still marked by the fierce Tianyuan power, which is very ugly.

Ji Mingkong raised his sword and pointed to the sky from afar. The sharp edge of the sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, which made people feel a terrible threat.

With the two people in the body of the Tianyuan force constantly gush out, momentum has become more and more powerful.

As a result, the atmosphere of the whole competition field became tense.

The air seemed to condense, and all of us seemed to have applied immobilization.

Can't talk.

I don't even dare to move.

They all cast their eyes on the competition platform. They really want to know what the outcome of this war will be.

It's Lingxiao, the black horse, who completely defeated the sixth master of Shengchao.

Or Ji Mingkong to keep his glory?

On the competition stage, Lingxiao took a deep breath. In his eyes, there was a black and gold flame.

”Lingxiao, you must remember that your opponent is the son and the legal heir of the holy court! You'd better... ”

On the VIP seat, the emperor was still a little uneasy, so he tried to convey his meaning to Lingxiao.

However, to his dismay, Lingxiao did not wait for him to finish speaking, and then, in full view of the public, moved his feet and turned his body into a shadow. He stabbed his sword into Ji Mingkong at a very fast speed.

”What's useless? We'll talk about it after the war!”

Sword light flying moment, Lingxiao will throw this sentence to the emperor.

Now that you've torn your face, there's no need to be reserved.

The anger in his chest should break out completely today, without mercy!

It seems that the beast has been waiting for a long time. Finally, it is time to kill the prey. How could Lingxiao stop at this time.

Ji Mingkong coldly looks at the sky.

There was a certain disdain in her eyes.

He has not only the natural dragon spirit, but also the ”heavenly spirit” handed down from generation to generation.

The spirit of heaven can make a warrior have the ability to fly in the extraordinary environment, and can also display all kinds of terrible killing skills.