C724 (1/2)
Hum! The clear sword chant constantly rings, and then brings up a burst of bright sword flowers. Hongling at the moment quickly mobilize the strength of the body, and constantly fight with this guy called Qin Chen. His offensive was fierce and violent, which surprised the young monk on the other side.
”Do you have nothing to say when you know my name?” Qin Chen is holding a long sword at the moment, constantly blocking the attack of Hongling. No matter how strong the sword power of the matchless son, he can always easily dissolve it and give a very tricky return attack.
”There's no need. You and I can have a good time and sit down and have a good chat.” Hong Ling shook her head and was still a little annoyed at this man's inexplicable attack on himself.
Normally speaking, he and Qingniao should have come to help him beat Lu wucai. But now, this Qin Chen unexpectedly reverses the sword front to shoot at oneself. As a result, even if Hongling's mentality is no better, she can't help being a little angry at this time.
”Ha ha ha, it's not bad. I'm proud of myself!” Qin Chen seemed to be satisfied with Hongling. What he didn't understand was that he said he was the brother-in-law of the friar in white. This guy, why is it still so heavy?
Hongling didn't pay attention to this person's idea, just wanted to take a bad breath first. Along the way, he was first taken away from Su Yu's coffin by the bloody pupil. Later, when he rescued Mulanxi, he was concealed by the existence.
So, he's in a bad mood. As for the elder brother-in-law, even if the elder brother-in-law doesn't have the identity before, it doesn't work. He even Su Mo, a cheap father-in-law, has dealt with him. How can he be merciful because of a sudden appearance of his eldest brother-in-law.
The God of sorrow constantly released a huge force of robbery, and maintained the breath of Hongling in the nirvana realm. Even if the Yan Huang emperor mirror was used to protect Mu Lanxi at this time, with this sword in his hand, he was able to exert his own strength to the utmost. Although the other side's cultivation is strong, it is still within the scope that he can contend with.
”It's really two guys. We didn't have the power when they were so young!” Qingniao looks at Qin Chen and Hongling in awe, and does not conceal the appreciation in his eyes.
”Who said no, both of them are heroes. They are really delicious and attractive.” A nine covers his mouth and smiles, with a trace of blush on his pretty face. This move of her, let below Qin Chen body shape for it one shudder.
Keng! The two swords fight each other again. Hongling swings the black iron sword in Qin Chen's hand with a sad sword, and looks at the Yellow robed youth standing in the air. He could sense that with the constant exchanges between the two sides, the breath of the other side seemed to be stronger and stronger.
”It can devour my plunder. The blood on you is strange!” Hongling stares at Qin Chen, and his looting power soars. He can sense that the strength of this man seems to be very similar to that of the divine power in Mulanxi's injury.
”Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot to restrain the blood of the emperor of heaven!” Qin Chen seems to think of something, looking at him apologetically. This person suddenly will pupil a lock, instantly on the body that a strange blood vein convergence.
For a moment, Hong Ling suddenly felt that the pressure he had brought to himself was greatly weakened. Even its destructive power, at the moment, has become weak. Rao is so, the matchless son of the world still feels that Qin Chen still has the power above him.
”What a terrible fellow. Who is he?” Seeing that his single sword seemed to be unable to resist Qin Chen's attack, Hong Ling took out his second long sword and fired at him. Two dark golden sword lights suddenly bloomed between the heaven and the earth, making his pressure instantly relaxed.
”The skill of controlling the sword with both hands, it seems that the girl ah Yue is not bragging!” Qin Chen waves his sword with interest to break down Hongling's attack, and the appreciation in his eyes becomes more and more strong. This makes the peerless son, who has always been proud of himself, keeps pumping his face.
No matter how tricky the attack is, in front of the monk in the bright yellow robe, he is always vulnerable. The most terrible thing is that until now, Hongling still can't find out the upper limit of his strength. He seems to be the abyss of the abyss, so that people can not see the depth of the end of the dark.
”I don't believe it. You can still resist more sword moves!” At this time, the matchless son's heart for victory suddenly rises, and suddenly faces muranxi in the distance. In a flash, the Yan Huang emperor mirror that originally kept this girl was swept into the air and disappeared into his body.
Ignoring the curious Qin Chen, Hong Ling suddenly locks his pupils and instantly communicates with the spirit of the Yan Huang emperor mirror. In a flash, the whole bronze mirror turned into a thick metal slurry, which continuously infected the robe into dark gold. His mind moved, and suddenly a huge mirror appeared in the void.
Hiss! The bronze mirror was cut in half by waving the sword. Hongling locked the pupil again. In an instant, the two halves of the mirror which had been cut off began to turn into two figures, quietly turning into the appearance of his holding double swords.
”Well, did you still have the ability to move the mirror?” Qin Chen seems to be a little excited, but also with a move of his left hand, he slowly grabs out a long black iron sword. At this time, the sword was in his hand, and his momentum soared again.