Celestial

If he hadn't snatched his own Qiankun bag, he would let himself write down the debts, and he wouldn't take such a big risk to go to the Montenegro to seek treasure and be abused by the black crocodile.

But at this time he had no strength to scold Li Beixing. After the black crocodile was evaded by Yang Jing, he stopped his huge body in mid-air and turned back to Yang Jing who fell to the ground. He roared sharply, and his eyes were suddenly bloody. Rose, opened his mouth and rushed over again.

Feeling the fierce momentum coming from the face, Yang Jing gritted his teeth and squeezed the only dagger in his hand. His body fell backwards, and his whole body converged on one point, condensing on the tip of the sword.

The whole world!

This is the secret swordsmanship of the Dragon Ghost Palace. There is only one sword in the full set of swordsmanship. This sword is the spirit of gathering monks. With the ambition of death, the whole body is truly transformed into a little sword. kill!

At this time, Yang Jing could see his eyes. The timing he grasped was wonderful. When he fell down, he just faced the weakest abdomen of the black crocodile, and he gave it away without hesitation.

Jianmang crossed the black crocodile's abdomen, making a snorting noise, like the hardest **** gold, flashing all the way to Mars...

but……

With a snapping sound, something seems to be broken...

"Li Beixing!" Yang Jing roared, seeming to share a hatred with Li Beixing.

Just now, when his short sword was fighting against the black crocodile, he broke off.

At this time he was holding the broken sword in his hands, almost tears.

Only then did he discover that he had lost a core of golden energy in his dagger, but the dagger was taken from Li Beixing, and he didn't have to think about it. It must have been secretly refined by Li Beixing!

That is, there is a lack of golden energy. This short sword has insufficient toughness at a critical moment, and it is broken.

The most important thing is that the black crocodile on the opposite side is completely annoyed, and he is covered with scars, and there is only a broken sword in his hand. How to fight this?

The black crocodile was extremely fast, and did not hesitate at all. The black lacquered tail was protruding with bone spurs, like a hammer hitting the mountain, and bumped into Yang Jing with a strong wind.

At this time, Yang Jing's heart was cold, and he only had a broken sword. The true elements in the body were exhausted. The mediocre teachers behind him couldn't count on it, as if it was mortal...

Just when he was desperate, a red Changhong broke through the clouds.

At this time, the crocodile tail almost swept to Yang Jing, the Changhong flashed like lightning, and then a terrible tail flew into the air. This Changhong actually broke the body of the black crocodile and cut off the tail of the black crocodile.

The black crocodile roared with a sorrowful voice, immediately abandoned Yang Jing, and rushed towards the red Changhong with the power of Wan Jun.

This Changhong is extremely flexible, hovering around the black crocodile, even making the black crocodile close.

Just as the black crocodile roared again and again, there was a burst of wind breaking and roaring from the horizon, and then I saw a young man stepping on his sword. This young man was dressed in white and looked like a twenty-four or four-year-old man. It's sharp, and it looks quite heroic.

At this time, the black crocodile seemed to feel bad, and immediately abandoned Changhong, wanting to escape, but this long rainbow instead entangled him, causing the black crocodile to be furious, with red eyes, almost bleeding, and scales on his body Between the opening and closing, a lot of black gas was emitted, and the rustling of the corrosion in the air was made.

At this time, the young man of the sword had arrived, he snorted, pointed with one hand, the flying sword under his feet immediately rushed out, joined with the Changhong, broke through the black mist, with a sharp sword, in the dark mist Circling and tumbling.

I saw that the two cooperated with each other, and soon left three deep scars on the black crocodile, and suddenly the two merged into one. I saw the Changhong red light, which suddenly rose to a thousand feet, just like a ray Chihong, cut off the head of the black crocodile.

The skull wrapped in layers of scales had no resistance, just like the red knife cut the ice and snow, the black crocodile immediately separated its head, and the huge black crocodile twitched twice and died completely...

The Changhong and the Long Sword flew back, turned into a false one, and two sword lights circled around the young man, looking mysterious and unpredictable. The young man looked at the miserable Yang Jing, frowning and said: "How did this happen? Urgent matter, so rush to send me a message."

When the youth looked over, the ordinary disciples did not dare to speak, and they seemed quite awed by the youth.

Yang Jing also said nervously and quickly: "We have seen Brother Gu Fei, we have not messed with messengers, but we have encountered an enemy and forced us into danger. Fortunately, Brother Brother, you arrived in time..."

Speaking of which, it is no wonder that Yang Jing and these disciples are so careful and in awe...

After all, this is ancient...

Among the disciples of the Dragon Ghost Palace, Gu Fei ranked only under the master of the Dragon Ghost Palace. He became famous as a young man and made great progress on his practice road. One.

The entire Dragon Ghost Palace knows that Gu Fei is so arrogant, and even Lilian only compares with the few top disciples of the little devil, but he just beheaded the black crocodile easily, and can see that his strength is indeed good.

He had already entered the Black Mountain, but he was disdainful of groups and always acted on his own. In fact, if Yang Jing lacked the master suppression scene like Gu Fei, they would not be so miserable.

Yang Jing was also forced to do nothing, so he could only send a message to this brother who loves to be alone...

"Great enemy?" Gu Fei looked at several people. "This black crocodile is not a big enemy. Who is bullying you? The little devil of the Three Demon Sects or the mortal of the Blue King City?"

"Not them..." Speaking of this, Yang Jing felt quite ashamed.

He took a deep breath, and slowly spoke out what he had experienced in this trip.

Yang Jingzheng was tickling Li Beixing’s hated teeth. At this time, he found a backer and resolutely filled in oil and vinegar to talk about Li Beixing’s bad things.

Sure enough, as he spoke more and more, Gu Fei looked more dignified.

Originally, when he received the letter, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that it was a few old opponents who embarrassed his brothers and sisters. This kind of thing has gone a lot, and he went to the door to say a few words.

Who knows that it is actually a new face that is unknown, and Yang Jing said that it seems to be comparable to those of the little devil.

But he also knows that this younger brother's words are a bit exaggerated, but even if the moisture is removed, it can be comparable to him, which is a bit...

After Yang Jing finished speaking, he felt that he was blowing a little too much. When he saw that his brother frowned, he asked dimly: "Brother, what shall we do next."

Gu Fei's face suddenly calmed down, and he smiled and said, "Of course it is to gather the magic weapon and send it to Li Beixing."

"Ah?" Yang Jing froze slightly.

However, Gu Fei did not say much, Yu Jian took off, regardless of whether a few younger brothers kept up.