Chapter 35 Who is Xiaojin

Chang Rong's crying and crying on the ground made Liu Junqi upset for a while. After the shock, Liu Junqi quickly regained her indifference. She was shocked not because Li Mingyang was able to control his sword, but because she was shocked by Li Mingyang's promotion in the past three months.

Guo Yunshan recruited ghost practitioners. It is impossible for them to know that the elders of Linglongmen. It only took three months before and after the ghosts started. In three months, Guo Yunshan spent less than a month in Linglongmen. That is to say, in the short three months, Li Mingyang and other ghosts basically It is equivalent to self-cultivation, but even so, he actually promoted his cultivation to the third world in only three months.

And not only the speed of cultivation improvement is amazing, but also the amazing combat power shown by Li Mingyang this time surprised Liu Junqi. Seeing this situation, Liu Junqi couldn't help but be a little shaken. Originally, she stood firmly on the side of Zhou Min and Ma Hui. At the beginning, she strongly opposed the Linglong sect ghost cultivation in the battle in the south. But now, Li Mingyang has proved with his performance that no matter what the final influence will be, at least cultivating ghost cultivation seems to be indeed a way to quickly supplement the strength of Xianmen.

After making a look to help Chang Rong up and let her stop crying, Liu Junqi didn't know how to deal with Li Mingyang for a moment. After seeing Li Mingyang's performance, Liu Junqi couldn't even doubt whether the Qingzhu sword was personally given to him by Guo Yunshan.

But when Liu Junqi hesitated, there was a sudden ** outside the deacon's hall, and then she saw a young man coming in with a cold face.

The comer is none other than Zhao Yan, who has a cold-faced Yan Luo. After entering the deacon hall, Zhao Yan saw Chang Rong sobbing beside Liu Junqi, and then he turned his head and saw Li Mingyang beside him.

This time, Zhao Yan finally sounded who Li Mingyang was. Zhao Yan had no intention of chatting at all. He pointed to Chang Rong and asked Li Mingyang directly, "Is it you who hit Sister Chang?"

Facing Zhao Yan, who had a calm breath, Li Mingyang, who won the first battle, suddenly tightened his heart, and his hands couldn't control cold sweat.

Seeing that Li Mingyang did not answer, Zhao Yan didn't procrastinate at all and snorted directly.

I thought that Zhao Yan would do it directly. Although Li Mingyang was under great pressure, he still set out quickly and launched the earth-breaking sword formula again. At this moment, Li Mingyang almost tried his best to fight. Even when fighting with the real ghost, he did not devote himself so much. In a short time, he successfully demonstrated three types of earth-breaking swords. The amazing power of the sword move moved everyone again.

Many people even began to doubt whether Li Mingyang was still suppressing his cultivation, otherwise how could a triple monk in the fantasy world use such a powerful sword formula?

Zhao Yan was also surprised at first. He didn't expect Li Mingyang to behave like this, so that he was forced to take a few steps back by the ground-breaking sword formula.

Taking advantage of Zhao Yan's forced retreat, Li Mingyang did not hesitate to perform the spells one after another, not giving Zhao Yan a chance to breathe, and also did not give himself a chance to breathe. The continuous casting of spells is also a great challenge for Li Mingyang.

First, he used the three-style sword formula. With his spiritual reserve, he could no longer experience a fierce battle at all, but he still tried his best to cast more than a dozen spells in a row. In addition to gravity strikes, which requires close-up spells, Li Mingyang has cast more than a dozen spells in a short period of time, and they are more than a dozen spells that are not repeated at all.

Although everyone saw that Li Mingyang was at the end of the crossbow, Li Mingyang's performance made everyone's evaluation of him one more level.

"Can he directly copy the spells on the jade slips and apply them directly?" Looking at Li Mingyang's repeated use of more than a dozen spells, many people have such doubts.

In addition to being surprised, Zhao Yan was more angry. He was forced to such a situation by a small monk with triple cultivation in the fantasy world. The anger in Zhao Yan's heart, who had always been arrogant, had reached its peak.

"Kid, you are looking for death." Fighting for Li Mingyang's spell, Zhao Yan rushed directly like a tiger down the mountain.

Li Mingyang did not expect that the other party would make such a domineering move at all. When he was shocked, although the spiritual operation was not affected, the trick finally went wrong. And in fact, even if Li Mingyang did not make a mistake, he could not stop Zhao Yan's attack at all. The successive casting of spells has been about to consume Li Mingyang's not very strong spiritual reserve. Seeing Zhao Yan attack, Li Mingyang didn't even react at all and was directly kicked away by the other party.

After kicking Li Mingyang, Zhao Yan was still not relieved. He caught up with Li Mingyang, who flew out, and kicked three times when he was in the air. After Li Mingyang landed, Zhao Yan stepped on Li Mingyang's head fiercely and said with a ferocious face, "Fight, aren't you quite good at casting spells? Why don't you fight?"

Li Mingyang now feels that his internal organs seem to have bleeding, and there is no pain in his whole body, so that Zhao Yan stepped on his head fiercely, but Li Mingyang did not feel much.

Seeing Zhao Yan stepping on Li Mingyang like a demon king, many female disciples around him leaned back in panic. Thinking of Li Mingyang's performance just now, Liu Junqi quickly came forward and said, "Zhao Yan, don't kill him. After all, he is a disciple of the elder, and the punishment must be handed over to the elder."

"What on earth did he make a mistake? Do you have to treat him like this?" Zhao Yan hadn't answered yet, but a soft voice came from outside the crowd.

A girl in a long white dress slowly came in the crowd, followed by a childish little girl behind her. The appearance of the two suddenly attracted Zhao Yan's eyes. To be precise, the girl in the white dress made Zhao Yan's face suddenly disappear and quickly loosened her feet. Zhao Yan stepped forward and asked: "Sister Zhao, why are you here?"

"I just heard that there was a fight in the deacon hall, so I came to have a look." Zhao Ruling replied plainly. Seeing Li Mingyang, who had been beaten on the ground, Zhao Ruling frowned and asked, "What's wrong did he make, Uncle Liu?"

Liu Junqi has always disliked Zhao Ruling. Although Zhao Ruling is a disciple and an elder, the extraordinary temperament naturally carried by Zhao Ruling always makes Liu Junqi unpleasant. But in front of people, Liu Junqi would not reveal anything, but said lightly, "This son is just a ghost. He actually has a flying sword. Chang Rong suspected that his flying sword was stolen. I think so, so he grabbed him and prepared to question him."

"Just suspect that you want to abuse him like this?" Zhao Ruling frowned deeper and said obviously unhappily, "What did he say?"

"He said that his flying sword was sent by others. Naturally, he needs to be punished for such absurd reasons." Liu Junqi deliberately did not go to see Zhao Ruling and said coldly.

"Since he dares to say that it was given by others, let him prove it." Zhao Ruling always looked indifferent, but unconsciously, he had mastered the situation on the court.

He walked gently to Li Mingyang and helped up Li Mingyang, who was seriously injured. Zhao Ruling asked softly, "Who sent your flying sword?"

"Xiaojin." Li Mingyangqiang opened his eyes and said weakly.

"Xiao Jin?" Hearing the name, Zhao Ruling was stunned.

"That's right. This son is stubborn. Up to now, he still prevaricates a non-existent person. I think it's still light." Hearing Li Mingyang's answer, Liu Junqi said hatefully.

Zhao Ruling suddenly turned his head and looked at Liu Junqi and said, "Xiaojin is not an non-existent person."

"So, do you know Xiaojin?" Hearing Zhao Ruling's words, Liu Junqi asked with great interest.

"Not only do I know each other, but you know each other, and we all know each other."

"Oh? Who the hell is Xiaojin? This time, even Zhao Yan couldn't help asking.

Zhao Ruling was silent for a moment and finally said, "Xiaojin is Xiao Zhuer."