Chapter 1157 Just Zhang Conglong

Jian Bei decisively blamed Lu Shaoqing, "Isn't it because of you?"

"That's what arrogance does."

"Why don't you admit defeat now and stop the loss in time? I'll go talk to Ao De. How about you keep your head down?"

Lu Shaoqing nodded secretly in his heart, Jian Bei's character was still acceptable.

"Lower your head?" Lu Shaoqing sneered, "My spine has never been bent."

"Isn't it just Zhang Conglong?"

"I'm afraid of him."

Jian Bei was shocked, "Can you still win? Then why do you ask me to help?"

Lu Shaoqing chuckled, "If my junior sister loses, you can cover me and let me take the spirit stone and leave first."

Jian Nan, whose ears pricked up next to her, couldn't help but scorned, "Shameless!" .??.

Jian Nan was beginning to regret it now.

Why did I agree to follow this guy?

Is it because he knows what his father really thinks?

Maybe this guy heard it from someone else and used it to scare himself.

He made a miscalculation and shouldn't have been fooled by him at that time.

"Brother," Jian Bei was also speechless, "Brother, is she really your junior sister?"

"Junior sister."

Jian Bei shouted, "I don't believe it."

I have never seen a senior brother like you.

"Don't worry, what's the big deal?"

Lu Shaoqing said lightly.

As if to confirm Lu Shaoqing's words, there was a roar under the ground, smoke and dust billowed on the ground, and Xiao Yi seemed to rush out from the ground.

Xiao Yi rubbed her chest with murderous intent.

The huge force on her chest made her from a poor family feel even poorer.

"Damn it!"

"Meteorite big

Summoning! "

Xiao Yi knew that it was difficult for him to beat Zhang Conglong head-on, so he shouted loudly and waved his hands fiercely, and huge spiritual energy gathered in the sky.

Then, the sun appeared in this space.

Burning, strong spiritual energy fluctuations, like the sun squeezing in from the outside world.

Many people exclaimed.

"This, what is this?"

"Fireball?"

"What kind of magic is this?"

"Is it so scary?"

The first time I saw the Immortal Fireball Technique, I was frightened.

The huge momentum made it seem as if a hole had been burned through the sky, and the rumbling sinking put great pressure on many people.

However, Zhang Conglong's face was extremely calm, and he looked coldly at the big fireball in the sky.

"Little tricks!"

Zhang Conglong raised his long sword, and a flash of sword light shot up into the sky, stirring up the endless wind and clouds.

The sword light collided with the fireball, and with a bang, a huge plume of dust and smoke quickly covered the sky and the earth.

In the thick smoke, Zhang Conglong's contemptuous voice sounded, "The same move, do you think it will still be useful to me?"

Xiao Yi's scolding voice sounded out and reached everyone's ears, "As the second senior brother said, do you think you are a saint?"

"watch out!"

"Boom!"

In the thick smoke, a louder sound was heard, the sound was deafening, and the sky seemed to pause. The next moment, a powerful wave of air swept across the sky and the earth.

Zhang Conglong's voice came out from the smoke, "Damn it!"

Then, the sword light shone out in the thick smoke, like a strong wind blowing. The smoke dissipated, revealing the figures of Xiao Yi and Zhang Conglong.

Zhang Conglong's clothes were in tatters, the area was dark, his head and face were gray, and he looked embarrassed.

At the same time, careful people can also find that Zhang Conglong's right hand holding the sword is trembling slightly.

Even though he was trying his best to hide it, anyone with venomous eyes could tell that Zhang Conglong was injured.

Everyone was shocked when they saw Zhang Conglong's appearance.

He had the upper hand just now, but why was he injured in the blink of an eye?

Xiao Yi smiled proudly, "Humph, Zhang Congchong, the same move has no effect on you?"

"I told you, you are not a Saint, and I am not who I was before."

This sentence also reminded Zhang Conglong.

In the past, Xiao Yi was only in the early stage of foundation building, but she was able to make Du Jing, who was on the eighth level of foundation building, suffer.

Now, Xiao Yi is already at the second level of Nascent Soul, just two levels lower than him.

and!

"I was indeed careless. You are all despicable and shameless people."

Zhang Conglong's eyes became cold again, his murderous intent subsided, as if he was a different person.

However, although he restrained his murderous intent, the murderous intent in his body did not decrease but increased.

Xiao Yi cursed, "In terms of being despicable and shameless? Who can compare to you at Guiyuan Pavilion?"

"watch out!"

Zhang Conglong was injured now. It was a good opportunity to beat the drowned dog. Xiao Yi held the Lanshui Sword and launched the attack first.

"snort!"

Not to be outdone, Zhang Conglong took tit-for-tat action.

Although Xiao Yi is cunning and not weak in strength, Zhang Conglong is stronger.

> In a head-to-head confrontation, his moves are extremely domineering and murderous.

Even if Xiao Yi attacked first and seized the opportunity, she could not withstand Zhang Conglong's counterattack in the end.

After all, the strength and realm are there.

Although Xiao Yi's sword intent was pure, he could not withstand it in the end and was defeated steadily.

"Hoo, hoo"

Xiao Yi's breathing began to become heavy. Xiao Yi felt as if there were stones pressing on her body, one after another, making her body movements slower and slower.

Zhang Conglong's sword moves are wide open and wide, each sword is powerful and powerful, domineering and arrogant.

The pressure made Xiao Yi extremely uncomfortable, and she truly felt Zhang Conglong's strength.

Gradually, Xiao Yi's eyes became a little distracted, and the confidence he had built up in his heart was shattered.

The intense pressure had already made her doubt herself.

"puff!"

There was another wound on Xiao Yi's body. The wound was burning and the earth-attributed sword intent was sprinkled on her wound like pepper. The pain made Xiao Yi sweat profusely.

But although he was beaten to the point of self-doubt, his mouth was not affected.

"Did your sword intention grow up with dog shit? Why does it make me sick like dog shit?"

"court death!"

Zhang Conglong was so angry that he said, "You are still speaking hard even when you are about to die?"

The long sword in his hand suddenly turned, and the sword intention roared, becoming even more ferocious.

The sword light swept across, and Xiao Yi, who had no spiritual power in her body, could only barely resist.

"boom!"

The shield cracked and blood splattered.

Again!

Xiao Yi fell like a meteor again and was hit hard into the ground.