Cultivating Immortal Academy Chapter 440 See Shan Pingshan

Gao Ge is not a simple spectator.

Sword cultivation battles in the Grandmaster realm like this are still very rare.

So Gao Ge watched while figuring out the other party's moves.

It is said that insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness.

Shao Shuai and others were just watching the excitement.

Except for a few sentences of "" and "", there is basically no nutritious evaluation.

"They are also not small!" Shao Shuai said with emotion, "It's so big, so tossed, aren't you worried that the people from the Dragon Pavilion will come over to finish it?"

"Obviously they won't fight that long. Shao San said with a smile, "Although I am not their opponent, in my opinion, this fight should end soon." ”

"Oh?" Shao Shuai was a little puzzled, "I look at it, why do you think they are evenly matched?"

"That's because the big man still has a back hand. ”

Shao Shuai was taken aback: "Do you have a back hand?"

"Yes, I look at him, it's more like he is studying Mingxing Sword Venerable's sword moves, of course, there is another reason, that is, he wants to minimize the price he pays. Shao Shuai said, "If you look closely, you will find that although his offensive has slowed down, he still blocked all the escape routes of Mingxing Sword Venerable, which shows his determination to kill the other party." If he wants to end this battle in the shortest possible time, as long as he pays some price, it will not be difficult. ”

Shao Shuai laughed, shook his fan and said: "I understand when you say that, I'm not stupid, this guy is also worried that someone will take advantage of the fisherman!"

Shao San gave a thumbs up: "Young Master is wise." ”

Wang Lai was in a hurry.

This master and servant, singing and harmonizing, he found that he couldn't interject anything at all.

Moreover, he found it hard to believe that Shao San, a man who seemed to be serious, was still a licking dog.

As for what Shao Shuai said, he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand which direction Shao Shuai's wisdom came from.

Isn't this talking nonsense with your eyes open?

Hey, I still have to learn slowly......

"Hey, it's not interesting to say this!" Shao Shuai suddenly became worried, "If that Mingxing Sword Venerable is dead, and this guy hasn't been injured yet, we will wait in vain until now." ”

"Or, I'll go down?" Shao San asked tentatively.

Shao Shuai glanced at him: "Are you going to die?"

Shao San smiled.

The king came to see goosebumps all over his body.

He kind of got it.

What Shao San just said is definitely not just talking.

It's a very serious attitude.

If Shao Shuai nodded just now and felt that what Shao San said was okay, then Shao San would really rush over.

Rush over and die!

Nima!

When dogs are so desperate?

It's a bit of a joke!

Immortal-level opponents!

Wang Lai is really desperate......

The king came to despair, and there were people who were more desperate than the king.

Mingxing Sword Venerable.

As far as he said before, Shao San was able to understand it, and Mingxing Jianzun, as the party concerned, did not make the mistake of being a fan of the authorities, he knew very well in his heart, and he also penetrated the purpose of the other party's boiling frog in warm water. In fact, he is not a fool, if he has the opportunity, he will definitely find a way to break out, save his life and leave first, anyway, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, even if he is never willing to recognize himself as a gentleman deep down, but in order to survive, it is not a matter of being a gentleman once in a while.

But the eight big men didn't give him such a chance at all, whenever he wanted to break through and escape, the other party would rush up and lay down layers of defense.

That's a madman!

Everyone is a sword cultivator in the realm of a grandmaster, can they die if they give each other some face?

As a result, Mingxing Sword Venerable also fell into madness.

"Hehe, if you want to kill me, then you have to at least lose a few pieces of meat!"

Mingxing Sword Venerable, who fell into a state of madness, completely let go of the idea of escaping, and rushed towards the enemy like a mad dog, the speed of the sword qi whistling accelerated, and the speed of the surging energy in Mingxing Sword Venerable's body also increased a lot, and the long sword in his hand kept gathering sword light, mobilizing the surrounding wind.

Even if you can't live, you have to die, right?

It is precisely because of this thought that in an instant, Mingxing Jianzun had a lot of epiphany.

The eight big men frowned, gritted their teeth, and rushed over as well.

"Whoosh".

The long sword in Mingxing Jianzun's hand came out of his hand.

The long sword and the long sword of the big man collided together, forcing the other party back, and the long sword used this force to return to the hands of Mingxing Sword Venerable.

He carried the long sword, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the big man, facing the opponent's fierce sword, Mingxing Sword Zun smiled, with a cold smile, did not retreat, stared at the opponent, his body met the sword, and the long sword in his hand waved the wind.

I'll trade my life for yours!

I dare!

Do you dare?

For Mingxing Jianzun's torture from the depths of his soul, the eight big men were intimidated.

There's no way not to send it!

He is not afraid of fighting.

But fighting a madman is a scalp-tingling thing.

The long sword pierced Mingxing Jianzun's wrist, and he himself was also knocked out by the sword wind.

"Come again!" Mingxing Jianzun laughed, his cloak was scattered, one hand rubbed his face, roared, and rushed to kill by stepping on the soft ground.

The "madman ......" eight big men had a headache and were forced to retreat some distance.

"How about it, this kind of feeling of being aggressive by the other party is very uncomfortable, right? Lao Tzu told you, this is not what our Xiaoshan Sword Sect did, you just don't want to believe it, if you don't believe it, just give Lao Tzu to die!" Mingxing Jianzun took out a sword, and another punch smashed into the opponent's chest, and he was hit by another sword in the abdomen, and this punch also sent the opponent out.

That's it.

A life-for-life approach.

Although Hachijo doesn't like this way, this thing is different from love!

It's not that if you don't want to, you don't want to.

Is there a feeling of "the overbearing president is in love with me"?

This is what Mingxing Sword Venerable wants to ask the eight big men the most.

Facing Mingxing Sword Venerable, who was in a state of madness, the eight big men also felt a little headache.

It seems that it is impossible to boil frogs in warm water.

And such a situation is naturally the best for Gao Ge.

He couldn't wait for it, Mingxing Sword Venerable could be more powerful.

In Gao Ge's mind, the best outcome must be that the two of them died together.

It's a little worse, and it has to be a braid, and one is about to braid.

It's a little anticipating when you think about it!

"Come on, come on......" Gao Ge couldn't help it, and began to clench his fists, cheering for the lovely Mingxing Sword Venerable.

Another loud shout.

Mingxing Jianzun and the eight big men collided together again.

With a sword roar, the vast energy, with the two of them as the central point, began to spread.

There is quite a pair of mountains and mountains, and the atmosphere of sea reclamation!