The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

Under the sword soul mountain, Jiang Yunya met Jin Zhongliang. I can remember Jin Zhongliang because he was once defeated in his hands. It’s just now that goodbye, he suddenly had a very strange feeling. It turned out that he looked like this, and there seemed to be some difference from the memory? Seeing Jin Zhongliang, Jiang Yunya raised his eyes slightly, and then noticed the sword in his hand.

Although the silver halo of the sword light was not ostentatious, just a glance made him feel that his mind was shaken. It was undoubtedly an immortal sword, and it was also an immortal sword of extremely high rank. Even higher than the sword of ice.

He frowned slightly and looked at Jin Zhongliang, who was distracted by Dzogchen, and the top-level fairy sword. At this time, he was tens of thousands of times stronger than he was on the Haoqimen trial mountain. However, it was this strength that made him give birth to even more. With a strong fighting spirit, even the Burning Heart Sword in his hand glowed with a green halo. Holding the hilt of the sword, he clearly felt that the Burning Heart Sword was hot.

After the heat, it was extremely cold, and the ice and fire formation had not been activated by him, and it had already started slowly by itself.

They have yet to fight with the sword of ice, and the fighting spirit is still accumulated in their chests and has not expressed. He is like this, and the Burning Heart Sword is like this. Therefore, Jiang Yunya's eyes gradually sharpened when he looked at Jin Zhongliang. Sharp, still indifferent and noble.

When Jiang Yunya looked at Jin Zhongliang, Jin Zhongliang also looked at him. That was the big brother who was like an immortal in the first memory, and also the big brother who made him secretly swear that he must win. He finally won, and he saw the face of the big brother. It was the big brother who fell into the altar. .

However, in the light of the drizzle, his plain white long gown, with a handsome and cold face, is the mark of a sword slave on his face, without sacrificing his nobility in the slightest. This kind of nobility, because it was deeply engraved in the bones when he was young, this goodbye still gave birth to an inaccessible mind, even if he only had one level of out-of-aperture.

Looking from a distance, the figure of the big brother became more and more light in the drizzle, and the slave mark of the sword slave made Jin Zhongliang feel that there was a kind of incomplete beauty. He himself was also handsome and handsome, but in front of the big brother, he still knew Lower your head.

"Big brother." He didn't raise the volume, trying to speak calmly. The voice floated far, extremely penetrating, and naturally reached Jiang Yunya's ear.

Qingmang Mountain's gas gate has been destroyed. The only people who came up were the three of them. But now the little junior sister...

Thinking of this, Jin Zhongliang looked sad. It's just that now he is at the Immortal Sword Gate, and Jiang Yunya is at the Sky Profound Sword Gate, this is the last time he calls him that. What he didn't expect was that following his call, the faint figure standing still in the distance appeared in front of him at an extremely fast speed, but he measured the vastness of the world in one step.

Although he would not be surprised at this kind of effort, he would also, but Jin Zhongliang always felt that Jiang Yunya's step was a calm and breezy step, a step that turned the world away, and a step that gave birth to flowers. Still, just like before, let him have such a little envy that he didn't want to admit.

"Fellow Tianxuan Jianmen, I don't know what to advise?" Jin Zhongliang smiled helplessly.

"Bijian." Jiang Yunya's answer was simple and clear.

"Comparing the sword?" He is at the stage of distraction and Dzogchen, and Jiang Yunya is only one level out of the Aperture. Isn't it inexplicable that his request for the sword this time is inexplicable-? Just when Jin Zhongliang frowned, he suddenly heard the voice of Zi Lingyun. "Yes, it is Bijian·Bibijian. You suppress your cultivation to the same level. You can only use swords, dare you dare to compare?"

Zi Lingyun lost to Jiang Yunya in swordsmanship, more than once. At this time, seeing Jiang Yunya looking for Jin Zhongliang to compare the sword, she naturally strongly supported her. She also knew that Jiang Yunya's cultivation level was too low, so she would excite the general. Something.

"Only more than sword intent and swordsmanship?" Jin Zhongliang repeated in a low voice. He turned his head and glanced at Zi Lingyun. She was dressed in bright purple, and she was not holding the red face, but still the emerald green flute, with a flamboyant expression. It's as if he didn't take the previous things to heart at all.

Jin Zhongliang smiled helplessly. He seemed to have been prostituted, and the other party was still unwilling to be responsible. Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth bends, and then turned his head and held his fist at Jiang Yunya: "In that case, please. "

"How about adding some color?" Zi Lingyun said suddenly.

Because she has confidence in her uncle, and even the sword slave of her uncle, she has lost so many times, Jin Zhongliang used to be half a catty with her, no matter how much she improves, it is difficult to win in swordsmanship if she suppresses her cultivation. So she thought about taking advantage of it.

"Okay!" The blue light flashed in Jiang Yunya's eyes, and he suddenly said, "If I win, I will take something from you."

What can be taken away is naturally something that does not need to recognize the Lord. It's just that Jin Zhongliang is a little bit confused. Is it possible that the big brother has fancyed him? But his storage ring is a fairy, how could it be seen through by a monk during the out-of-aperture period? Just when Jin Zhongliang hesitated, Zi Lingyun frowned. She originally wanted to bet on Lingshi, but since Jiang Yunya said that, she naturally couldn't say anything.

"You defeated me in the first place, and you also took away what belonged to me." Seeing Jin Zhongliang hesitate, Jiang Yunya frowned and said lightly, asking him to say this. He felt extremely uncomfortable and didn't know why he was uncomfortable. It's like a rx unlucky suddenly poured into my heart, wanting to take a bite, and I feel a little embarrassed.

When he heard these words, Jin Zhongliang's expression changed, and he said coldly: "Little Junior Sister is not a thing."

As soon as the voice fell, I heard Zi Lingyun chuckle.

Although Jin Zhongliang realized that he had said the wrong thing, he became more angry at this time, so his voice was cold to the bone, the smile on his face turned into frost, and his eyes were extremely sharp, "It belongs to me, naturally. I won’t let others take it away, big brother, please!"

After speaking, he didn't pause, but the spiritual energy urged the gentleman's sword, and then he held the sword flower, a sword pierced obliquely, instantly filled the sky with the shadow of the sword, the silver light split the rain curtain, and the gloomy sky was also shining brightly. .

Jiang Yunya's expression did not change the slightest. He just stabbed the Burning Heart Sword calmly. It was the most unpretentious sword. There was no fancy sword light, not even a trace of sword intent. Such a sword, let The Zi Lingyun watching next to her was stunned.

However, this was Jiang Yunya's strongest sword. After being defeated countless times by Frost Sword’s ever-changing swordsmanship, he realized that a sword is simple, simple, but also the purest. All the sword intent is gathered in the Burning Heart Sword, which is piercing the enemy’s body. At that time, it broke out in an instant.

That is a sword that is enough to split mountains and rocks and cut thousands of miles of rivers.

There was only one sword, and the sword was still in his hands, but it made him split those sword shadows, and the tip of the sword pierced directly towards Jin Zhongliang's heart. This sword not only split the sword shadows and suppressed Jin Zhongliang’s sword intent, but even made the surrounding spiritual energy disappear. Only the Burning Heart Sword was bright and brighter and brighter. At the top of the sword, it turned out to be Suddenly a cluster of dark flames rose up.

Jin Zhongliang's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected that Jiang Yunya's swordsmanship had reached such a point.

The power of that sword made him feel cold, but he could not retreat, and was tightly locked by that sword. He could not retreat, nor could he catch it. The most important thing was that he could not retreat. This is a competition of kendo, and he will never back down.

Since this sword is so powerful, he can't retreat, so he can only attack. The suppressed sword intent, with his low roar, and the anger in his heart before, burst into the sky, causing the silver light on the gentleman sword to converge, but it broke out in the next moment, and Jin Zhongliang himself attacked without evasiveness. Going up, holding the gentleman's sword, greeted the earth-shaking sword.

The two swords collided and the killing intents collided, causing the earth to tremble, and countless fragments of sword energy hit the rocks, cutting off countless rocks, and one of them made Zi Lingyun's eyelids jump.

In this battle, both of them were in the out-of-aperture period. Jin Zhongliang suppressed his cultivation to the out-of-aperture period, while Jiang Yunya was in the out-of-aperture period. She even had palpitations in the Dzogchen realm during the distraction period. Zi Lingyun looked at the two people in the field like a monster. After the shock, her eyes became brighter, as if two flames were ignited.

After the flying swords struck each other, both of them were shocked, but no one backed away. They had already passed a hundred moves in an instant, their statures were extremely fast, the light of the sword was suddenly extinguished, and Zi Lingyun could no longer distinguish with the naked eye. They can only lock the two of them with their divine sense, and then they can see the scene.

It was a storm, a storm of sword aura, a storm of murderous intent. She knew that Jiang Yunya was very strong, but she didn't know that he was so strong, and Jin Zhongliang, who was equal to her at the beginning, at this time, Zi Lingyun also felt that she had been left behind by him.

The smile on her face narrowed, her brows were frowned, and the flute in her hand vibrated slightly. Although she was missing a gap, she played it at this time. The sound of the flute turned soft and clear at first, but after a while, Zi Lingyun's eyes looked As soon as the sound of the flute suddenly rises, the drizzle around her seems to have encountered a barrier for a long time, and as the flute rises, it seems to penetrate the rain clouds above the sky, causing the sun to break. Out of the clouds.

After Jin Zhongliang and Jiang Yunya's swordsmanship competition, Zi Lingyun felt that her sword intent had also taken a step forward. Just when her eyes were a little softer, the flute in her hand suddenly flew out and bombarded the two people in the field.

It turned out that after countless collisions, Jin Zhongliang's top-tier fairy sword's superiority finally came into play. He became more brave as he fought, and the light of the long sword in his hand became brighter and brighter.

Jiang Yunya was just the opposite. The sword in his hand buzzed in countless impacts, like a candle in the majestic rain, which would be completely extinguished in the next moment. However, it persisted for many next moments until now. At that time, the gentleman's sword that suddenly sounded like a dragon chant was shattered into two pieces, Jin Zhongliang couldn't stop it, and Jiang Yunya still greeted him with the half-cut sword in his hand!

No, that is the top-level fairy sword! Zi Lingyun didn't even think about it, and directly threw the flute out of her hand, trying to block the attack for Jiang Yunya, but there was a white light, faster than her flute.