461 is nothing more than a sparring partner

Ye Feng saw the dragon jumping down towards the pit in the Sumeru ring, and his heart tightened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This proud dragon still sees his own mind in the end.

When he first appeared here, he had already started to lay out.

Casting the Seven Emotions Realm, the emotions spread out, slowly affecting the dragon.

Aolong was originally fighting against Jian Ao, and he had no time to take care of all the movements around him.

That's why Ye Feng got it quietly.

Jian Ao was picked into the pit and came out to fight him by himself, which ignited his emotions to the peak.

only to let him fight with himself, so that he lost his cool.

And now that Aolong has come to his senses, Ye Feng's emotional realm has affected him into nothingness.

Back to the beginning.

Therefore, Ye Feng hurriedly appeared from inside the Sumeru ring.

In the deep pit, the proud dragon clinging to the dirt of the pit showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hmph, just because you're still fighting with grandpa?

However, he didn't want to kill Ye Feng immediately, but looked into the pit.

Aolong's face changed, inside the pit, where are there still people?

Not a single ghost!

Jian Ao was originally driven into this pit, but now he has disappeared without a trace.

He looked up and glared upward.

Ye Feng also disappeared.

......

Ye Feng looked at his shoulder, and there was a palm on his shoulder.

It was as hard as a flying sword.

The muscles and bones are jade-colored, which can be seen from the surface of the skin.

There was also a trail of blood on it.

Ye Feng's face was happy, and just as he was about to turn around, he listened to this humane: "Alas, I originally wanted not to owe you favors, but I don't know that I owe you again, favors are not a good thing." ā€

Jian Ao looked helpless, but looked at him with a smile, and Ye Feng also smiled.

It's just that he laughs and doesn't say anything.

Jian Ao immediately shouted into the pit, "Aolong, Ma slipped out, let's fight once." ā€

Ye Feng took a hundred steps back and made room for Jian Ao.

He knows Jian Ao very well, and of course he still has to fight.

Keep fighting.

For Jian Ao, fighting seemed to be the most important thing he needed to do in his life.

If you don't fight, wouldn't you die alone?

Ye Feng stood behind Jian Ao, looking at Jian Ao's back, still so strong and straight.

It is said that people can be arrogant, but they must be arrogant.

However, in Jian Ao, there is arrogance, and there is arrogance.

You have to show it.

My name is Jian Ao, the pride of the sword Lingyun, this is the original words of Jian Ao.

Looking back at this time, Ye Feng felt that it was particularly flavorful.

Coming out of the deep pit, the sword arrogance that created miracles, the sword qi all over the body was extremely proud, and extremely powerful.

It's a lot stronger than before.

Ye Feng found that Jian Ao's sword intent seemed to have touched the corners of the late stage of the Tribulation.

Aolong stood in front of Jian Ao, hovering above the pit.

His eyes were very curious and shocked.

Jian Ao didn't die, he miraculously recovered his cultivation, and he was even stronger than before.

What kind of person is this? So weird?

The killing intent in Aolong's heart is even better, such a person must not stay.

"I didn't expect that your kid's life is quite hard. Aolong looked at Jian Ao and smiled.

Laughter is a sneer.

"Thank you for your cultivation. Jian Ao smiled proudly.

His laughter, a smile from the heart.

In Jianao's view, the people who fight against him are all his benefactors and nobles.

Their hardships and dangers, their ruthlessness, and endless killing intent are the stepping stones to hone their sword intent.

The harder they hit themselves, the more they get and the more they feel.

Therefore, he has always treated these people with gratitude.

The so-called gratitude is to defeat the other party.

Or, kill the other person.

This is his proud way of gratitude.

"Cultivation? Aolong continued to sneer.

"Then you can come on, the previous strength can't kill you, then I will attack with all my strength this time, you are different from Ye Feng's despicable boy, at least you won't hide, so I'm happy to send you to death." ā€

Jian Ao did not dodge, because the way he cultivated did not allow him to dodge.

You can only move forward.

Therefore, Aolong felt that he should have the highest courtesy for this person, and killed him with all his might.

"Jian Ao, you should be content, almost no one can let me do my best. ā€

After speaking, Aolong gently slapped one or two in front of him with both hands.

Then I saw a sword appear in the dragon's hand.

Sword life, dragon sword!

When Aolong drew his sword, he introduced the flying sword in his hand.

"You also use a sword?" Jian Ao looked at Aolong, a little surprised.

"That's right, I also use a sword, others think that our demon clan can use the body, but I'm different, this almost never says to others, I use a sword, but today I made an exception for you. ā€

As he spoke, the sword in Aolong's hand came towards the sword.

He just slashed lightly.

It is a trick that everyone who uses a sword will do, and it is also the most ordinary trick.

But as the saying goes, it's clumsy.

The simplest is often the most powerful.

Aolong's simple chopping and slashing smelted ten percent of his strength.

A sword came out, and Ye Feng, who was standing in the distance, found that the previous sword dust appeared in the Xunyin Hall again.

The power of the rules of the Sound Seeking Hall is being cut off and eroded by this sword qi.

This sword is very powerful.

He was wondering if he should let Jian Ao resist it.

However, soon, Ye Feng dispelled this thought.

Jian Ao needs this sword!

At the same time as Aolong shot, Jian Ao also shot.

The blue flying sword in his hand.

It is still like a blue ocean, blooming with blue light, gentle as water.

But when the sword was swung, when the sword was raised to the head, the gentle aura disappeared in an instant.

All turned into a fierce spirit.

Suddenly, a thundercloud rose in the sky.

In the distance, Ye Feng frowned.

He couldn't be more familiar with this thundercloud, it was a thunderstorm.

Is Jian Ao going to survive a heavenly thunder tribulation?

But Jian Ao's thunder tribulation was far simpler than what he had crossed before.

And much faster.

Didn't Fan Dao Heaven inform the other party in advance and let him prepare for a while?

Why is Jian Ao's different?

At this time, Jian Ao, who was under the thunder tribulation, had extremely serious eyes.

He was equally surprised, more than anyone else.

It's just that he knows that this matter is unavoidable, and he needs to face it directly.

Dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the blood, is what a warrior does!

Rumble.

A thunderbolt slashed down.

The sword stood proudly, and the blue flying sword in his hand was raised higher, and it came into contact with the thunder tribulation in an instant.

But the thunderstorm didn't hit him in the head for a moment.

All of them hit the flying sword.

Jian Ao roared wildly, and a burst of blood qi burst out from his whole body.

The meridians in his hands bulged, and he used all his strength.

His sword slashed out suddenly, and the tip of the sword smelted the thunder tribulation.

This sword is a sword with all the strength of the sword.

It also broke through the void in an instant.

Ye Feng found that in front of him, it suddenly became an ocean.

Above the blue ocean, the sword of Jian Ao fell from the sky, and the boundless sea water became a sword qi completely.

It is one with the blue giant sword that came from the nine heavens.

And suddenly, beyond the ocean, a purple sword qi shot out.

This sword qi is a simple random slash.

But it caused the blue ocean below to crash on the shore.

The endless sea water turned into sword qi and fused with the blue flying sword of Jian Ao.

This should be a terrifying force.

It's just that the purple slashing sword was easily resisted.

Then, the purple slashing sword slammed downward.

The blue flying sword clicked and cracked a gap, and then the endless sea water, first went to the waves.

Rumble!

The sword qi formed by the sea water contained the purple giant sword.

The fog in front of me is not light.

Boom.

A thunderbolt slashed down from the sky, and the target was Jian Ao.

Jian Ao snorted and spurted out a stream of blood.

The blue flying sword in his hand that had condensed again had completely turned into powder.

He flew upside down.

Ye Feng was shocked, and hurriedly flew to catch Jian Ao.

At this time, Jian Ao's whole body was charred black, and there was a hint of the smell of burning meat.

It looks unrecognizable, and the sword qi all over his body is innumerable.

Jian Ao, who passed out, looked very miserable.

Ye Feng didn't think much about it, and directly condensed Jian Ao's whole body with the power of his soul, and put Jian Ao into the Sumeru ring.

Immediately, the furious aura fused in the Sumeru ring, wrapping the sword arrogance.

Ye Feng looked up at the shrinking thundercloud black hole in the void.

Just now, Jian Ao and Aolong struck a blow, using the power of heavenly thunder to bless themselves, so that they could stubbornly resist most of the attack power of Aolong's sword.

It's just that Tianlei also injured Jian Ao himself in the end, making him pass out directly.

"Auror, thank you for helping him survive the Thunderstorm. Ye Feng looked at Wuzi who was still in shock and smiled slightly.

Aolong's expression was extremely ugly, and he could imagine that Jian Ao would be tribulated at this time.

And this kid doesn't look stupid, even smarter, he actually used Rang's sword path to catch the power of the heavenly thunder, and collided with his own sword.

His own strength is so terrifying, while destroying the sword and sword path, it also helped him break the thunder tribulation.

I have become a tool for others to use.

It's no wonder he's not angry.

The cultivation of the Eight Heavens, I am the Proud Dragon is the cultivation of the Eight Heavens.

What the hell is going on today, I have been teased several times in a row.

His eyes were like a wolf, like a rattlesnake, and he was extremely fierce.

Turned to look at Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng was not worried at all, it seemed that what he relied on was very powerful.

"Auror, I know you're annoyed, but I have to tell you that you're probably even more annoyed, because next, you'll be kicked out of the Sound Seeker Temple. ā€

"What do you mean?" Aolong frowned, and hurriedly asked, and at the same time, the sword in his hand had already been cut out.

But then he saw a black crystal ball emerge from the palm of Ye Feng's hand again.

A bucket-thick black light shot out from inside, directly annihilating his sword qi, and then Aolong felt that his whole body was thrown into a black hole like a stone.

"This ...... How could it be !!" Aolong's anger was mixed with fear.

Ye Feng looked at the disappearing dragon and put the black crystal ball in his pocket.

"It's just for you to be a sword sparring partner, otherwise I would have thrown you out a long time ago. ā€

......

If Aolong heard Ye Feng's words, he didn't know if he would vomit blood.

But Ye Feng didn't have time to care if he vomited blood or not, Ye Feng ran towards the next destination at this time.

The white clothes are like snow, the green silk is three thousand, and the figure is graceful.

A snow-white long sword suddenly slashed down from the air, like the endless white practice in a waterfall.

"Heavenly Sword, Kill!"

Coquettishly, full of coldness.