A ray of blood slipped the neck!

Qing He's body was stagnant, and he dared not dare to have the slightest action.

"You lose." Bingchen Road.

Qing He faces the color of shame.

"The way of assassination, your qualifications are acceptable, but you are too sharp. If you don't look at others, I said, continue to be like this, you will be harmed sooner or later." Bing Chen said.

Qing He's eyes have obviously changed, and it can be seen that his struggle and unwillingness.

Words and here, Bingchen put away the long knife and turned to leave.

Looking at Bingchen, Qing He gritted his teeth, and asked, "What is your name!"

"Bingchen."

Hearing the words, Qing He Han said: "I remember you!"

As soon as the words fell, what was the time to move and disappeared into the battlefield.

For a while, there was a quiet outside.

Except for a small number of people, most people do not know how they are separated. They only see that Qinghe suddenly disappears, and then Bingchen suddenly disappears. When the two appear, it is already a long and long knife of Bingchen.

When staying in Qinghe's neck.

"That white -haired youth, so amazing!"

"Who is this person! Could it be the high disciples from other Shenzong!"

"I saw it just now.

... ...

The discussion is gradually rising, but it can also be clearly seen that most of the people who watch the war look dignified.

There are a lot of virtual gods who are viewed from Cangwu Realm and Cangwu Shenzong, but they ask themselves that it is by no means the opponent of the white -haired youth!

"Not a lot, just thirty interest!" Nangong Yier looked at Jin Lianzhi.

"Sister Ping Zhi knows his brother, Yu Ru admires!" Yu Ru also looked at Jin Lianzhong.

The look has not changed at all, Jin Lianzhi said: "With so many years of following the son, if you can not predict this, how can you do it with the son when killing the enemy."

After hearing, Nangong Yier couldn't help but look at Jin Lian, and Yu Ru couldn't help covering up.

Bingchen did not exit, but chose Lien Chan.

The next person who appears, Sure enough, is what Qing He said that the cultivation of Cangwu Shenzong named Du Ao.

Similarly, the Late God of God, but Bingchen obviously felt that this Ao Ao was a lot of calmness than the youthful youth that was defeated by Qing He before.

"Cangwu Shenzong Du Ao, saw Bingchen Gongzi." When he came to Bingchen, Du Ao hugged his fist.

Bingchen asked inexplicably: "Qi Yuan told you my affairs?"

Du Ao nodded: "Brother makes me better to my son, maybe the son may see his face, and it will not make me lose too much embarrassment."

When Bingchen heard the words, he smiled and said, "Okay, just for the order of Brother Qi Yuan, I will let you lose and lose face."

"Thank you Bingchen!" Du Ao hugged boxing again.

"Go out." Bingchen Road.

That Du Ao is not ambiguous. Between the tactics and the impact of the golden artistic conception, the entire combat area is immediately golden.

When Bingchen saw this, he grinned and laughed, holding the red flame knife, and a instant bullying up.

In the distance, the viewing table.

"Du Ao, in Cangwu Shenzong's virtuality, the third person ranked third." Yu Ru said.

"It's the third, but if you look at him like this, you are not asleep, and you are also polite to your son. You should be able to persist for a while." Nangong Yaner said.

When he said here, Nangong Yaner looked at Jin Lian again and asked: "Lian Zhi, you came again, how long can this Du Ao be able to persist?"

Jin Lianzhi's embroidered eyebrows frowned slightly, groaning, and said, "He is the person of Cangwu Shenzong, and if he wants to be instructed by Qi Yuan, he should just convey Qi Yuan's words. If I guess it, my son, the son, the son,

It will keep him more time, but it will not exceed three minutes. ""

Hearing this, Yuru pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Sister Lian is very observant and can guess my brother's thoughts to such an extent. It can almost be said that she has a tacit understanding. Yuru really admires her."

Looking at Yuru, Jin Lianzhi's lips showed a slight smile.

"Can we not be in tune with each other?" Nangong Ling'er suddenly joked a little sourly: "Half of the blood flowing in our pity's body was given to her by the young master. To her, the young master is no longer just...

..”

Before Nangong Ling'er finished speaking, she quickly shut up when she saw Jin Lianzhi's somewhat embarrassed and cold eyes.

Seeing this, Yuru couldn't help but smile, and looked at Jin Lianzhi meaningfully, making Jin Lianzhi's already reddish cheeks become even more rosy.

In order to avoid being too embarrassed, Yuru said instead: "There is something that Yuru actually wants to ask the two sisters."

"Ask, we are not outsiders now." Nangong Ling'er said.

Yuru pursed her lips slightly and asked, "Brother, why did you react so strongly when you heard 'Qi Yao'?"

Hearing this, Nangong Ling'er and Jin Lian's expressions froze slightly and looked at each other.

After a while, Nangong Ling'er asked: "You want to ask why the young master cares so much about this 'Qi Yao' here?"

Yuru nodded slightly.

Nangong Ling'er glanced at Jin Lianzhi again, and then said: "You'd better ask Lianzhi this question."

Yuru looked at Jin Lianzhi.

His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was hesitating, but it didn't take long before he suddenly waved his hand and an isolation force enveloped them.

"This is a big secret of the young master, Ru'er, just know it and don't reveal it," Jin Lian said.

Yuru nodded and said softly: "Sister Lian, don't worry. Yuru swears that she will never reveal anything about her brother."

Jin Lianzhi nodded and then said: "Qi Yao was given an immortal talisman before his death, which could protect his soul from death. The giver once said that Qi Yao's soul will not be destroyed after his death.

, he was carried by the immortal talisman and reincarnated again, and the place of reincarnation is this floating ruins world."

When Yuru heard this, her eyes immediately showed shock.

"Immortal Talisman!" Yuru asked in surprise.

Jin Lianzhi nodded and said: "Not bad."

Although she was shocked, Yuru believed it instinctively.

Looking at Bingchen, Yuru became more and more expectant and curious.

Bingchen is not simple. Yuru has seen it a long time ago. It can be said that Yuru has bet too much on Bingchen.

"Yuru, you are very smart." Nangong Ling'er said suddenly.

Yuru was stunned for a moment, then she pursed her lips and smiled and said, "I'm very lucky too."

In the battlefield!

The sound of swords resounded continuously, and Bing Chen and Du Ao clashed head-on.

With every blow, the two of them retreated instantly. It was hard to tell who was stronger and who was weaker. If Bing Chen hadn't been in Du Ao's Golden Domain, it would have been hard for anyone to even tell who had the upper hand.

Seeing this scene, most of the Cangwu Divine Sect disciples who were watching the battle looked excited. The previous battle between Bingchen and Qing He made them even a little frightened by Bingchen's strength.

Senior Brother Nazhou is the fifth most powerful disciple of Xu Shen of Cangwu Divine Sect, but Qing He can easily defeat him. Looking back at Bingchen, he can also easily defeat Nazhou Qinghe. This group of disciples of Cangwu Divine Sect even

I suspect that Bing Chen is no different from their number one virtual god in terms of strength.

However, at this time, when this group of disciples of Cangwu Shenzong saw Du Ao and Bingchen, it was difficult to distinguish, and he let go.

Outside the square, Qi Yuan in the waiting area, when he saw the battle in the field, the corner of his mouth showed a little meaningless smile.

"He is the person of the Bing Sword?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Qi Yuan.

Turning around, Qi Yuan's eyes changed slightly and nodded: "Yes!"

Du Ao Shen Yuan surged crazy, almost exerting his strength to the extreme. However, no matter how he did it, it would be difficult for the other party to do something.

He has a self -knowledge, the gap between himself and the other party is not a star.

Before, Du Ao was still a little disdainful to what Bingchen said, but now he knows that Bingchen is indeed trying not to let him lose face. He even has a kind of intuition.

Can't stop a few times!

It was another blow, and each of them exited hundreds of feet.

Looking at Bingchen, Du Ao gritted his teeth, and his face suddenly showed a fierce color, and his strength suddenly violently.

In the moment, the whole field, the artistic context gathered towards Du Ao, only for a while, it turned into a huge golden sword, above the top of Du Ao's head.

"What!"

"Brother Du used that trick!"
To be continued...