C765 (2/2)

Two people's attack bombards on his true yuan protection body, true yuan protection body is unscathed.

Shua Shua! Then he suddenly shot two red sword Qi from Zhenyuan's body and shot them on their shoulders.

They covered their shoulders with a cry of pain.

As the light flashed away, Ximen Huaqing's figure showed up and gave a smile to the people here.

”In Ximen Huaqing of xiajiufeng sword Pavilion, I heard that all the disciples on the Zixia stele were masters of the same generation. I heard that they were famous on the Zixia stele for a long time, so I challenged the disciples on the Zixia stele of Guizong. All the disciples on the Zixia stele I Ximen Huaqing would fight”

this remark immediately caused an uproar among the disciples below.

”Jiufeng sword Pavilion is a member of Yanguo Jiufeng sword Pavilion!”

”Tut Tut, I'm so crazy that one person even said to challenge the elder martial brothers on the whole Zixia stele”

”hurry up and invite the elder martial brothers on the Zixia stele. The people of Jiufeng sword Pavilion want to choose a place”

the two or three hundred disciples of Zixia Tianzong around all showed a trace of anger. This man suddenly appeared and hurt his disciples, but also threatened to challenge the whole Zixia stele People on the street.

Zixia stele is the rank that all the disciples of Zixia Tianzong yearn to step on. How can it be despised by the disciples of other schools.

All of a sudden, many of the disciples left to call people, and some of them were waiting.

”Elder martial brother Ximen, it's not good for us to do this”

a disciple of Jiufeng sword Pavilion below said with a bitter smile.

”Hey hey, don't worry, it's just a duel, but it's no big deal”

Simon Huaqing smiles indifferently. At the same time, his eyes look at beiyixue, the woman wearing a green dress and holding a white sheath sword.

North also snow is still a face of indifference, but eyes more two points interested in the look.

”Hey, boy of Jiufeng sword Pavilion, I'll meet you”

at this time, a rough and crazy voice sounded, and a big man with high muscles and short hair jumped into the competition field.

”Brother Weng, brother Weng...”

As soon as the man came out, the people of Zixia Tianzong began to cry out.

Weng Wei, the 15th disciple on the Zixia stele, was cultivated in the early stage of lingdongjing.

”Well, it's OK. In the early stage of smart mood, it's very good. I only use the real amount in the early stage of smart mood”

Simon Huaqing nodded.

”Hum, boy, Zixia stele can't tolerate your contempt. Look at the move!”

In Weng Wei's hand, there is a Zhang Long halberd painted by Fang Tian. Waving the halberd, the real yuan of purple thunder is surging, and there is a faint roar of thunder.

Weng Wei is a strange warrior on leiling peak.

Ximen Huaqing's Zhenyuan is surging. Huoxing Zhenyuan's power is condensed into a long red sword and Yuanqi. This guy doesn't even use his own weapon, but uses the Yuanqi condensed from Zhenyuan.

The power of the yuan weapon condensed by the true yuan force is much worse than that of the treasure weapon, and it has no ability to increase.

Weng Wei looks angry. Ximen Huaqing really only uses the same amount of yuan as him, but he only uses yuan weapons to deal with him. He looks down on people.

”Damn it, watch it

Weng Wei's body turned into a ray of thunder. He waved Fang Tian's painting halberd and chopped down Huaqing.

Boom!

There was a faint sound of wind and thunder breaking through the air, and there was a series of electric arc in the air.

Simon Huaqing's face didn't change, but his body turned into a red sword light.

Bang!

Weng Wei's blow fell to the ground. Zhenyuan exploded and the runes on the ground flashed.

Shua!

At this time, a red sword light suddenly appeared around him. Weng Wei's face changed and he quickly stepped back. However, the sword light flashed across a wound on his chest, and his blood was flowing.

”So fast!”

As soon as Weng Wei's face changed, he quickly swept across with Fang Tianhua's halberd. Zhenyuan formed a turbulence of thunder, which enveloped the square hundred meters in the thunder.

All the fighters in this range are influenced by thunder. It has to be said that the real yuan fighters with different attributes are not easy to deal with in the same level.

Shua!

His sweeping wave was on Simon Huaqing's body, but then his face changed. It was like sweeping on the air.

True yuan shadow!

”Brother Weng, be careful!”

At this time, there was a cry of surprise from the crowd. The Ximen Huaqing appeared on Weng Wei's head at some time and thrust a sword at Weng Wei.Weng Wei's scalp was numb and he was shocked, but it was too late to flash.

Shua!

The sword suddenly stopped when it was only a foot away from his head. It turned into a stab and slapped on Weng Wei's body. Weng Wei flew off the competition field.

”Brother Weng is defeated so quickly?”

Zixia Tianzong's disciples looked at each other face to face. Before they could fight, their men had already lost.

Whoosh, whoosh!

At this time, several streamers from the eight peaks flew here, and the news that the disciples of Jiufeng sword Pavilion challenged the disciples of Zixia stele spread.