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Chapter 1190 Another Wave

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    "Bang" when two swords meet is like two tigers fighting, one must be wounded.

    Xiang Que's face turned pale in an instant, his throat suddenly sweetened, his chest and abdomen were stirred up and down, his internal organs seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy hammer, "wow" blood gushed out of his mouth immediately.

    Zhang Qingfang still stretched his two fingers forward, pointing the sword with his finger against the mahogany sword transformed by Yizheng against Xiang Que's chest, and the white sword on his chest firmly guarded Xiang Que from being pierced by the sword.

    Pei Dongcao frowned slightly, and wanted to speak, but in the end she just opened her mouth without uttering a word. Zhang Qingfang's status was too lofty, and the head of a faction was far beyond what she could persuade with words.

    It's good that Xiang Que was hit hard here, if his life died here, then the Gujing Temple would have to accuse them of this enmity, and if the gods fight with the little ghosts, it's really not a good thing to please.

    I hope that Xiang Quan can escape this disaster safely.

    Xu Rui said with a complex expression: "If it were me, facing this celestial master, I'm afraid he wouldn't need two fingers, one would be enough."

    Pei Dongcao sighed and said, "You overestimate yourself a bit."

    Zhang Bolin's face was happy, and then his eyes swept to the bag on Xiang Que's waist. He had already felt the dragon energy surging there, and he didn't care about Xiang Que's immortality, but as long as he could get the Dragon Ball that the head teacher Kunlun told him  up.

    "Kacha, Kacha, Kacha" Suddenly, without knowing what happened, the mahogany sword resting on Xiang Que's chest suddenly began to break inch by inch from the tip of the sword, and gradually disintegrated.

    Zhang Qingfang tilted his head sideways, looked at Xiang Que suspiciously, and said softly after a while: "In this way, you will be at the end of a crossbow. If you catch me without a fight, I will definitely not be able to kill you, but if you want to resist, the sword is useless."  Right now, there is nothing to say."

    "Open" Xiang Que suddenly slammed forward with his right arm, swung the mahogany long sword away abruptly, then pointed to his eyebrows, and shouted softly: "The disciple has thirty-three pieces of sky above his head,  The Patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasties sent out his true magic skills, the Eight Marshals showed their supernatural powers, Mr. Jiuhou, although drunk, knew the winds from east to west, from north to south, and the disciples of the Gujing Temple invited the Patriarch to come"

    "Huh" Under the blue sky and the sun, a gust of wind suddenly blew up from the sky and the earth, and the sun suddenly went dark in midair, and for some reason it seemed to be covered by the morning glow.

    Xiang Que clapped his hands together with a "slap", put his index fingers together, and muttered in the air: "Disciple, raise your eyes and look at the blue sky. All the masters are by your side, eighteen arhats, twenty-four flavors of the heavens, help the disciple, drag the knife  Turned into goose feathers, wearing twelve iron hats on the head, twelve layers of iron armor, three turns of copper leather bags, and three layers of iron leather bags, please ancestors come to send God to fight."

    "Shua" Xiang Que's body trembled suddenly, his eyes suddenly became a little hollow, and his aura suddenly changed drastically. Although he was still Xiang Que, his aura was completely different.

    Zhang Qingfang frowned and said: "Is this going to be desperate? If you can't beat me, what will you do next with me?"

    Xiang Que has changed a lot since the last time Xiang Que confronted Ogula, but now Xiang Que has changed a lot.

    It's not been a few days, but people are already two heavens!

    Spreading Xiang Que's left hand, an image that is both true and false suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. The image was lifelike. In the image, there was a figure with extremely flirtatious appearance, eyes as big as a bucket and a broad head. There was an iron ring around the nose, and the top of the head was black.  Usha hat, holding a token.

    Zhang Qingfang was shocked suddenly: "Hell of Ten Palaces, King of Wheels!"

    Yama of the Ten Palaces, the wheel-turning king is in charge of reincarnation. As soon as this picture appeared in front of Xiang Que, a gap that seemed to come from the Nine Nethers suddenly opened, and the wind was strong, and the gap seemed to be opened. A door leading to nowhere, the door  The middle was extremely dark, long and dark, but at this moment, a figure came striding forward from the passage.

    This person is wearing a simple and simple robe, with a long braid floating behind his head, his hands folded in front of his body, and his figure is thin and firm.

    The figure seemed to be far away from the gap, but after a few strides, the person suddenly stepped out of the gap, and his figure fell into Xiang Que's body before and after him, and suddenly fell into Xiang Que's body.

    "Shua" Xiang Que opened his eyes, stretched his waist suddenly, and said indifferently with drooping eyelids: "It's been four hundred and fifty-two years since we parted.  ¡¤¡¤¡±

    Xiang Que had a solemn expression on his face, then he reached out to lift the long sword, and said softly again: "This sword is still there, but I don't know how many generations it has been passed down to, huh? This kid, it's not bad, I have not insulted Lord Bai Qi."  I thought the disciples of Gujing Temple were so unbearable that the patriarch should come out to protect them, but I didn¡¯t expect this generation of disciples to be quite remarkable.¡±

    "Huh" Xiang Que raised his long sword, pointed at Zhang Qingfang and said, "If I?To you, it's too deceiving, but I don't have much time here, only a few breaths, I naturally can't delay too long, so I can only grab it with my hands and fight quickly, it's up to you, Zhengyi?  You are the disciple of Zhang Daoling. When I meet your lord in the future, don¡¯t say that I am bullying people in Gujing Temple. There is no way. We have always been unreasonable. We only judge heroes by their strength. You can find someone from your celestial master line.  All the heavenly masters cried out, let¡¯s go on with Gujing Guanquan, let¡¯s talk nonsense, I don¡¯t have much time just watch the sword, once the sword is passed, I don¡¯t want to stay.¡±

    "It's just a remnant soul" Zhang Qingfang had just opened his mouth, but before he finished speaking, the second half of the sentence was choked back abruptly.

    The familiar scene was staged again, but the two opposites were reversed. Xiang Que's sword also looked extremely slow and clear, and every detail of his attack was very real, but Zhang Daoling's head was full of "swish!"  " A trace of cold sweat broke out suddenly, and he couldn't move.

    "Come on, a ray of energy is coming to me, a generation of celestial masters are here to subdue demons and eliminate demons." Zhang Qingfang had nothing to dodge when he was in a panic, he forced himself to improve his cultivation, and circulated all the qi to resist the sword from the sky  .

    "Hey!" There was a piercing sound, and Zhang Qingfang raised his hands to greet him.

    The sword came, but after breaking through the air, there was suddenly no wind and no breath, as if a breeze had blown by without a single ripple.

    At this time, Xiang Que softened his body, and after a phantom floated out of his body, it disappeared between the sky and the earth in an instant.

    "Putong" Xiang Queban knelt on the ground, raised his head with difficulty while leaning on the long sword in his hand, straightened up after a while, then took out a piece of talisman paper and waved it out.

    "The Yin and Yang of the universe are reversed, travel thousands of miles and walk one step, protect me twenty-four nights, the eight heavenly kings eliminate evil spirits, speak the truth and mantras, and travel in all directions to show their supernatural powers The Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law"  Xiang Que disappeared and reappeared several hundred meters away.

    Zhang Qingfang stared blankly at Xiang Que going away, indifferent.

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