Immortal Soaring Blade

Step by step, he walked forward quickly towards the scarred boy step by step. Every sound of footstep passed into the scar boy's ear, which brought a burst of contraction and contraction of his heart, just like Yama's urging. His hands held his heart tightly. How ever has the scarred boy been in such a mess, but his whole body felt powerless and couldn't move. A little effort would involve a burst of pain in the whole body.

"Ha ha, the magic weapon is good, but it's a pity." Light words, no naked sarcasm and ridicule, the same pale Zhao Jiuge face with some complex meaning said, but that light laughter let scar boy feel more blush, like a thorn firmly stuck in the heart.

Zhao Jiuge said lightly, as if the chest pain, gently raised his hand and kneaded it. His eyes turned and looked at a lump of soft mud like scar boy on the ground. His words changed, "but no matter how good the magic weapon is, it depends on who uses it. I didn't tell you at the beginning. Don't be too crazy."

The scar boy's lips trembled slightly on the ground, but the pain of his whole body was like a broken bone, which made him unable to speak. Zhao Jiuge could only teach him a lesson with a tone that was not ironic, but made him feel more miserable.

Scar teenager looks at Zhao Jiuge with resentment. His face is red and helpless.

"Your elders have given you the Dharma, the magic weapon and everything, but they have not taught you how to be a man. I will teach you a good lesson today." In the end, Zhao Jiuge's gentle and plain look suddenly turned ferocious. His angry eyes, fierce feet, and his whole body's strength toward the ground, the blue sword robe had been broken, and his hair was covered with bloodstained scars.

A kick to the scar boy, the depressed scar boy, his body trembled a few times, issued a dull sound, his face showed a look of pain, but clenched his teeth, trying to make himself silent, he was in such a mess. Under the action of yielding to Zhao Jiuge, he could only make himself more ashamed.

One foot, two feet, Zhao Jiuge at this time seems a little crazy, regardless of his own body wounds, a face with blood stains more ferocious, each foot has exhausted the whole body's strength, seems to be to the heart of the grievances and insults have to return the same, all kinds of acts let others see a little chilly.

From the one-sided situation in the beginning to Zhao Jiuge's overturning, to the situation in which the scarred youngster oppressed Zhao Jiuge, Zhao Jiuge, who had already lost, finally won the final victory by relying on the mysterious legal decision. The wonderful degree was far beyond everyone's imagination. The experience in the fight, the sword light, the essence of the two people's spiritual power, and finally the mysterious magic weapon, and The mysterious method of Assassin's mace makes people marvel. At the same time, Zhao Jiuge is in awe.

Those who ridiculed, ridiculed and even directly insulted Zhao Jiuge showed a complex and silent expression.

Zhao Jiuge slapped these people with his own strength, and finally he was still standing on the stone platform, even though his oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry, but it was no longer important.

On the field, the beating voice is still coming. Fortunately, Zhao Jiuge has no spiritual power. He only relies on his own physical strength. Otherwise, the dying scarred youth will die for fear of being beaten like this.

The three coaches just looked at it lightly, and did not stop them. It was reasonable for them to hurt each other. As long as they were harmless, they would turn a blind eye to the trouble of these disciples. Besides, the young scabbard also beat Zhao Jiuge?

"Don't think that as a disciple of the aristocratic family, you can bully others by relying on the family background. I Zhao Jiuge will bite you off two pieces of meat even if I can't help you any more. Besides, you're still a little tender. I didn't threaten to clean me up before, but now I'm still lying on my back like a dead dog." As if enough, Zhao Jiuge breathed lightly, then said coldly, and then his eyes were sharp and swept at the more than 80 people under the field.

"I'm a villain from the mountains, but I'm not as bullied as a soft persimmon as you think. Today I can beat him down, and I can beat a group of people in the next day. I still say that, life and death are indifferent, and if you don't accept it, you can do it."

When the words fell, the audience suddenly became noisy. Those disciples who looked down on Zhao Jiuge suddenly became angry. Their faces were full of discontent, and there was a sign of action.

"Well said! I support you. " A young man with a dark face and a thin body exclaimed excitedly. His face turned red because he was too excited, which was more obvious against the dark face.

At once, there were many harmony voices. Most of them were ordinary or ordinary teenagers of the same family background. After a few days of getting along with each other, they could not get used to the arrogance of those aristocratic families. They always felt superior and looked down on them. Soon after entering Xuantian sword gate, they began to have hatred.

Looking at that young man with his head on the stone as if he were a god of death, his whole body was bloodstained, even if he was embarrassed or weak, but his waist was straight in the mountain peak, and his whole body exuded a little killing intention.

Originally plain as water cold as wind, a common but young man, even if Zhao Jiuge's amazing performance, his clean eyes did not fluctuate. When he heard the last sentence, his eyes were smiling, and the corners of his mouth gently raised, with some fun.Zhao Jiuge is a bit interesting. It seems that he is also a sexual person. He has the chance to contact and see if he can be a friend.

two people as like as two peas! Zhao Jiuge used to get the idea of quenching Lingdan when he saw this person.

Mozijun, who has been unable to see emotional ideas, just looks up at zhaojiuge at this time, and seems to be lazy to express it. At this moment, he also does not go to hypocrisy and snake, and has made clear the boundary with Zhao Jiuge thoroughly and tore his face.

The same idea is Bai Zimo, a face envy at Zhao Jiuge, but then quickly convergence of their emotions, slightly lower forehead, gentleman revenge is not late, besides their time is more, there will be a chance to clean up Zhao Jiuge!

Then, the white Qingqing, who was also a family child, laughed heartlessly. The smiling face caused frequent attention of the old disciples of Yukong. She really got the first friend here to be happy, and looked at the feeling of the young man, and she felt heartache in her heart.

But it seems that Zhao Jiuge has not been willing to give up his intention, take back his eyes sweeping to the stage, scarlet eyes with a sense of killing to see the scar young, "I apologize, otherwise I should clean up you." With an invisible killing intention, it seems that scar young people who do not intend to apologize will really start to be ordinary. Zhao Jiuge killed Wang Dazhuang, and naturally there was a little invisible temperament. Moreover, it was not life playing, and natural or many or less were also affected.

Zhao Jiuge has never been a good bully. It can be seen from the crazy action of killing Wang Dazhuang. Dripping water should report to the spring, but if you provoke me, you will have to pay back a Zhang. You can tell your kindness and resentment.

After a few breaths, I saw the scar boy indifferent, and Zhao Jiuge, who seemed impatient, was not good at his appearance. As soon as his eyebrows were wrinkled, he would step on the head of the scar boy. When he was preparing to lift his feet, the voice of Zhou coach came.

"Stop, this time it's more than the pilot." With the words of Zhou, the two Lingguang rolled up the two people respectively. Zhao Jiuge felt only a light body and hung up, and then landed on the ground steadily.

Li was a bit serious, and without the kind smile of the past, he hurriedly picked up the scar boy. Hongguang was shocked and disappeared in the eyes of people and flew towards the mountain. It was estimated that he had cured the scar boy.

These elders allow their disciples to fight. Only in this way can they be full of pressure from competition and also appear energetic. However, it is impossible to make too much noise and hurt the root. When they see Zhao Jiuge, they will be killed. The three deacons will never see it any more, and they are busy with birth.

Looking at Zhao Jiuge's still in the air, Zhou coach said with a gentle patience, "well, I have a chance to compare and try later. You won this time."

Zhou, who has always been known for his stern, rarely looks at Zhao Jiuge and laughs. Then he talks with his voice and spreads all over the field. "At this time, I hope you can fight steadily and steadily in the future, not only with the same school, but also better than other schools."

After a simple speech, after announcing the results of the comparison, the topic of the contest was taken over in a moment, and transferred to the topic of competing with other sects. The new disciples from Shitai were immediately excited and they would not be able to fight with other sect students immediately.

Young people never lack the passion of blood, often a word can let them forget the trouble, just for the heart.

When Zhou announced the result of this time, the whole scene roared, and some people laughed and shouted. For the victory of zhaojiuge, and for Zhao Jiuge's admirable strength, even with some words of the last prize, he drew the hearts of many ordinary family students.

At the same time, it also thoroughly spread the reputation of zhaojiuge throughout xuantianfeng. No matter the old and new disciples know that these disciples have a young man named zhaojiuge, and their strength makes them afraid. I believe that this son will only wait for the time to change.

This stop also made Zhao Jiuge have a place in these disciples completely. He can no longer bear the courage to look down on this young man, who is cruel in his bones, which makes them feel cold. The image of beating scar young people like mad people is deeply impressed in the hearts of these people.

Only this war, Zhao Jiuge was first known.