"Ah, fight!" Xia Jian shouted loudly in the air.

"Peng!" kicked Wang Zhiyuan away. Wang Zhiyuan's body collided with the restriction on the ring, making a sound of pony. It can be seen that the strength of Xia Jian's kick was.

Looking at Wang Zhiyuan lying in the corner of the ring, Xia Jian wiped the blood remaining on the corner of his mouth with his index finger, stared at Wang Zhiyuan coldly and said, "md, if a tiger doesn't show his power, you think you are a sick cat. Damn!"

"Wang Zhiyuan, you - abstain!" Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Yu Heng, the head of Kunlun, had no choice but to send a voice to Wang Zhiyuan. A cultivator in the middle stage of the divine distraction relied on the immortal weapon to tie the immortal rope and even took Xia Jian, who had no choice but to cultivate in the ring, but not out of the body, had no choice. No one was in a good mood, and Yu Heng was the same. He was still thinking about the moment when Xia Jian escaped from the bondage rope before, "Why did he escape like this?" Yu Heng kept asking himself in his heart.

"I want to escape? It's not that easy, hum! The person who hurt me won't leave him any souvenirs. If it's reported, would I have the face to hang out here with the cultivation star?" Xia Jian looked at Wang Zhiyuan who took out the jade talisman to enter the field and was about to spread it outside the ring. After saying that, the man suddenly turned into a afterimage. The top-quality fairy sword in his hand turned into a stream of light at only two or three feet away, piercing through Wang Zhiyuan's chest.

The audience was shocked to see such a scene. It hurts people's Nascent Soul and destroys people's cultivation. This rarely happens on the ring. Even if there is, it will be inevitable. Xia Jian made a grand approach, very rarely because Wang Zhiyuan planned to do this before.

Xia Jian returned to the center of the ring, and the fairy sword dragon flame in his hand emitted a light yellow light, while Wang Zhiyuan covered the hole in his chest, his face turned blue, and the Taoist robe on his body was dyed red with blood, and he looked like he was about to die.

"I gave him the way to do it. I almost injured the Nascent Soul by you. How does it feel to be injured by the Nascent Soul? Hahahaha..." The injured murderer laughed at Wang Zhiyuan. Xia Jian is such a person. Whoever offended him will definitely return it ten times.

"Old man Mingxin, is it a bit too much for your disciple to do this?" Mingxin asked Mingxin with a pale face when he saw that his disciple was so seriously injured.

"Excessive? If it weren't for your Kunlun disciples, who had hurt the Nascent Soul first, would my disciples do this? Old man Yuheng, you just need the state officials to set fire and not allow the people to light the lamp?" Mingxin suppressed the anger that Xia Jian was almost injured in the Nascent Soul and asked Yuheng.

"Hmph!" Yuheng snorted lightly, stepped out of the rostrum and walked towards the place where Wang Zhiyuan was helped down.

"Senior Brother, if this is the case, we will completely offend Kunlun." Mingjing murmured in Mingxin's ear.

"What's wrong with offending? Do you want to look at the injured Wuren?" Mingxin suppressed Mingjing with one sentence, and Mingjing had no words to say.

"It seems that this disciple of Shushan Sword Sect is not simple! I haven't seen clearly how he broke free from the Kunlun Sect's immortal rope. Could it be teleportation? No! No! No!" Qingxu said suspiciously in his heart.

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In the audience seat below the ring, Xia Jian came to Han Xue's seat and saw Han Xue and Han Yu staring at him with some strange eyes. Their eyes were more shocked. Is this still a mid-stage cultivator out of the body? It's too strong, too weird. Even Han Yu, who was so angry that he was so angry that Han Yu was inexplicably admired Xia Jian at this time, and admired Xia Jian's strength.

Xia Jian swept the cold snow from the corner of his eyes, and the cold snow was still like an iceberg snow lotus, which made people a little cold and even more fascinating. "You! I'm going to make a decision, wait for my door to be my wife! Hehe!"

"The magic tricks this fat man used just now are so mysterious. His eyes were so evil, but he..." Xia Jian's aura after practicing "The Mysterious Decision" filled Xia Jian with the most unique aura, and the aura that fascinated women. Han Xue felt a little indescribable to Xia Jian in front of her.

Xia Jian came to Ao Ling'er's side, and Ao Ling'er stood up and said to Xia Jian: "You scared me to death just now. You don't know how dangerous you were just now. Fortunately, Wuren, you beat the Kunlun monkey into a pig's head in the end and also raised me to breathe!"

"Is there any reward?" Xia Jian looked at Ao Ling'er with a smile.

"What reward? - This is the reward." After Ao Ling'er said that, she gently hit Xia Jian's shoulder with a pink fist.

"Uh!" Xia Jian screamed in surprise, then took Ao Ling'er's hand and sat down. The Kunlun Sect disciples next to him looked a little bad. Previously, when Ao Ling'er told Xia Jian that these Kunlun disciples were not feeling well. What should I do if they were not feeling well? Could it be that they would go and compete with Xia Jian on the ring and make two moves? Wang Zhiyuan and Lin Pingzhi are living examples. One of them was seriously injured in the Nascent Soul, and the other was almost naked and danced like a fool. He had to bow his head under the eaves!

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"Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you? Why are you distracted again?" Han Yu whispered to Han Xue, who was a little dazed beside him.

"It's nothing, brother, I'm fine!" Han Xue woke up from thinking and shook her head at Han Yu.

Han Yu: "It's really okay? If there is anything to tell me!"

Han Xue's mouth curled slightly, revealing a row of neat silver teeth, looking at Han Yu and said, "Brother, I'm really okay, don't worry, let's watch more games! It's better to add more combat experience!"

"It's fine if you're okay, it's fine if you're okay." Han Yu looked at Han Xuedao, the only relative in the world. There was only one relative and only one sister in the world. His concern for Han Xue can be said to be meticulous.

"Brother, what do you think of the fat man from Shushan Sword Sect?" Han Xue asked Han Yu after a while.

"He?" Han Yu frowned. It was Han Xue's fat man in Shushan Sword Sect mentioned, which made Han Yu become obsessed on the ring. It was this fat man who almost made his cultivation lose all his strength. He could say that he had no favoritism towards Xia Jianhan Yu.

"Well! It's him!" Han Xue didn't know why she suddenly mentioned Xia Jian, because he hurt his brother? Is it because he gave him a chance to continue the competition in the ring, or because he sang love songs to him like a wolf outside his room door? Or because of the mysterious method he showed on the ring today?... Han Xue couldn't even explain why she mentioned Xia Jian unknowingly!

"He is very strong! Even if I meet him again on the ring, even if he doesn't use vulgar means, I'm still no match for him." Han Yu looked at Han Xue and said seriously. This was Han Yu's inner thoughts, absolutely true. Han Yu was still dissatisfied with Xia Jian before, because Xia Jian had used sneak attacks and imperfect methods. However, today when Xia Jian's performance on the ring, he escaped from the bondage of the immortal rope, Han Yu realized that the gap between him and Xia Jian was still a long distance away.

"Do you think so?" Han Xue himself admitted that he is no match for Xia Jian at all. This fat man from Shushan Sword Sect is very mysterious! As far as it is, Han Xue doesn't know that he has an inexplicable attention to Xia Jian.

--Piao Tianwen--net bsp;
Chapter completed!