Chapter 908 (1/2)

The temperature around suddenly dropped suddenly, and the blazing breath was scattered for a few minutes. The silver moon, which had been suspended in the void, fell down directly and went to meet the bamboo.

Burning the sun?

Zhao Jiuge's eyes showed an unconvinced light. You have a burning sun and I have a silver moon. I'd like to see who is really powerful. After controlling the moon dance, Zhao Jiuge's own attack has not been weakened at all. He continues to wave the ”cold hell” in his hands, and the sword is flying.

Elegy.

After that, Zhao Jiuge used his sword to fight against the cold young man. After the blood in Zhao Jiuge's body was stimulated, he immediately chose a hard way to fight back.

The strong sword spirit seems to come with sadness. The sword light that emerges reveals the mysterious color, and severely hits the sword Qi that goes to the water.

The young man holding the blue sword was calm and calm. He was wielding the magic weapon of the brown bag in front of him. The blade swayed slightly in front of him. If he didn't do it, he not only had to defend the sword spirit brought by the eight wasteland sword array, but also hit Zhao Jiuge at the critical moment.

The whole gorge is like shaking the earth and rocking mountains. There are violent sounds of explosion everywhere. The fastest speed is the collision between sword Qi, and the collision between running water and elegy is not only the fastest, but also the most powerful.

After their swords burst out, their swords twinkled with dazzling light, and they were close to the burning sun Jue released from the bamboo. However, after only a short time, everything disappeared. The thick sword like water disappeared directly. When the sad cry dissipated, the cold looking young man was even more frosty, and there was blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Jiuge was obviously better than Zhao Jiuge in the aspect of sword cultivation. After the fierce sword spirit entered his body, he destroyed his internal organs and bowels with a lot of cold, which blocked his spiritual power and suppressed the sword spirit.

The indifferent young man took a deep look at Zhao Jiuge. As expected, Zhao Jiuge deserves his reputation. Now, where does he dare to continue to fight, he can only suppress the sword spirit in his body.

On the other hand, the silver moon and the burning sun collide. It seems that both sides are equal, but in fact it is Zhao Jiuge who suffered some losses and started with several people successively. Naturally, he was a little weak.

Cold and blazing heat interweave. Even the silver moon condensed by sword Qi can't resist the power of burning sun. The dazzling light poured out, as if it could melt everything. Under this kind of attack, the fierce silver moon had to avoid its edge.

When the silver moon was melted by the burning sun of xuzhu, the dazzling light shone on Zhao Jiuge's body, and the golden body of Sanskrit was constantly bursting out with rich colors in an attempt to resist the hot breath. However, under the attack of the burning sun, Zhao Jiuge's Sanskrit gold body was looming.

Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power is rapidly consumed. At least the situation has not reached the worst. When the domineering Sanskrit golden body is unable to resist the burning sun, the dazzling light finally dissipates.

Zhao Jiuge took a breath of relief, looking at the opposite some of the complacent bamboo and ink heart two people, suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the intention, and then Zhao Jiuge's face suddenly changed.

Because he unknowingly fell in love with the way of the ink heart. He was poisoned in his body. In the purple mansion and the spirit group which was about to liquefy, there was an invisible black mist on it.

When he exerted his spiritual power, his speed and power would be affected to a certain extent, and he still felt a certain tingling sensation. When he felt this situation, Zhao Jiuge immediately manipulated the spiritual power in his body and wanted to wipe out the existence of this poisonous fog. However, no matter how he dealt with it, he was not able to solve the small poisonous gas. He was still calm Zhao Jiuge, finally some color change, after all, this is not a small trouble.

”Don't waste your energy. The poison of poison cultivation is so easy to cure. How can the reputation of poison cultivation spread so far?”

Mo Xin smiles, especially when he sees Zhao Jiuge's face change slightly. Now he finally has the power to use martial arts. Just now he takes advantage of xuzhu to fight with Zhao Jiuge, and uses his own means by surprise. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jiuge doesn't realize it.

Zhao Jiuge doesn't talk nonsense about him at the moment. Seeing that he can't directly use the cold air in his body's spiritual power to wrap it tightly, he temporarily suppresses it, so as not to let the toxin affect his own strength. As for the later things to be solved in the future, although the poisons of poison cultivation are all kinds of strange, few people except himself can untie them, but Zhao Jiuge is partial Don't believe in evil.

Two drops of golden water are directly condensed by Zhao Jiuge in the air in front of him. Zhao Jiuge is completely inspired by the blood in his body and the killing intention in his heart. No matter whether someone will come to him after hearing the wind or not, Zhao Jiuge has to teach a few people a lesson, and now he dares to poison himself!

”Whew.”

After being manipulated by Zhao Jiuge, two drops of golden water directly shoot into the eight wasteland sword array. Zhao Jiuge is now totally a free hand. If this can't solve the problem, Zhao Jiuge has to give up.At present, in addition to the Feizhu, Mo Xin and the young man holding the knife are safe and sound. The indifferent young man has his own sword spirit and has to fight hard to suppress it. As for Mo Xin, he may be able to break out a lot of power in the group fight, but in the face of such a fight, he can't play his advantage at all. It's not a worry.