284, collision of ice and thunder
"Jing, if you have something to say." Leng Wumu stood up and said. He was also shocked by the speed of Han Jing's entry. However, he was still worried that she would suffer from being tough with Yang Feng.
The cheeks were red, and there was a drop of sweat hanging on the tip of her nose. Han Jing said angrily, "Brother Leng, it's not that I don't want to say it well, it's Yang Feng, an asshole who is so hateful to find A Yun's fault if he has nothing to do."
The blue veins on his forehead were beating, and there was an evil fire burning in his heart. He didn't want to conflict with Han Jing again. At this time, Yang Feng couldn't control his mouth and shouted, "I'm going to punish Ye Guyun today. What are you going to do!"
"If you want to punish Ah Yun, pass me first!" Han Jing's tough response.
"Okay, let me see how much ability you have grown in the year and a half of isolation, and how dare you challenge me!" Confused, Yang Feng became an official. With a long roar, the fire phoenix flew through the window and flew into the air like a streamer.
"It's amazing that there is a dead bird! Binglin, let's go!" Han Jing skimmed out, and the charming Binglin came out with a smile.
The female Tyrannosaurus Rex is also stuffy, and it's good to have a fight. Later, it arrived first and fell out of the door earlier than Han Jing. The cold fog came out of the body, and an ice dragon slowly appeared in the cold fog.
There are many people in the branch hall who know that Binglin is a mother dragon, but only Leng Wuya and He Yuanshan know that Binglin is such a majestic dragon, and even Leng Wuhen are surprised.
"It's actually an adult ice dragon! Oh, my God, how did she subdue it? Mu Qingbai muttered that his eyes looking at Han Jing became more and more complicated. Despite his grandfather's instructions, he was still not sure about winning Han Jing's heart. It's not that he is discouraged. The actual situation is that it is all over the continent. Except for Yang Feng, it seems that no young Junyan can match her.
"Binglin is stronger than before, do you find it?" He Yuanshan pounded his elbow and said coldly.
He answered absent-mindedly and looked straight at the cold Jing, who was as the goddess of ice and snow on the back of the ice dragon, and felt that she was so far away.
Yuguhong lamented: "Compared with Han Jing, I think my mysterious beast can be used as an animal, and my mysterious soldier can also be used to cut firewood. Damn, God is so biased!"
"S content yourself!" Bai Yiming appeared on the side of Yuguhong. With the purple golden crown above his head, he has less arrogance and sadness belonging to the desert lonely Yang, more majestic than before, and far more powerful than before. He fell to the side and opened his mouth to speak before Yu Guhong found his existence.
After making a big step back, Yu Guhong shouted, "Why are you here!"
His eyelids flirted with Yuguhong, and Bai Yiming said lightly, "Nanmo seems to be my territory. Is it strange for me to come here?"
"You, the emperor of Nanmo, who was appointed in danger, are quite dangerous. How dare you say that this Nanmo Kingdom is your territory?" Yugu Hong sighed.
"Don't quarrel, it's time to fight." Mu Qingsong scolded gently.
Yu Guhong and Bai Yiming shut up at the same time and turned their attention to the air.
Yang Fengyufeng is as fast. The purple electric nine-curve gun crosses a mysterious trajectory, and the shadow of the gun flashes across the sky like a meteor shower, forming an extremely magnificent and mysterious meteor field, which is amazing.
Binglin's speed is not inferior to that of Huofeng, and Han Jing easily dodged Yang Feng's attack. The ice sword was held in his hand and forgot to attack. At this moment, she was blessed to her heart, aroused a strong resonance in her mind, and there was a sudden and cheerful feeling.
At that moment, the movement of the gun seemed to cross her heart, and a vast starry sky appeared in her heart, which also made her confidence blazing.
Yang Feng's gun pointed again quickly, and the air also lit up dazzling purple sparks. The ice soul sword in Han Jing's hand moved. In the purple meteor field built by the gun shadow, two ice blue flashes suddenly appeared and moved in the purple meteor field at an incredible speed, sweeping away the purple meteor shower.
The gorgeous collision between ice blue and purple, and the surrounding air is bulging. After a series of explosions, the shock wave is pushed away like waves, and the building inside the defense cover of the branch hall is inevitably affected. The wall is trembling, the dust on the roof is falling, and the tea sets and accessories vibrate and jump. Many buildings with poor defense strength around the branch hall were collapsed, and there was a terrible battle.
"Which two are the top-high manual hands-on?"
"Too strong!"
"If you continue to fight like this, the whole emperor will be destroyed!"
"My house!"
There were exclamations and howls in the imperial capital.
The ice soul sword shines with the light of the sky, and the waves of energy ripples from the sword body are transmitted to her body through the palm of her hand. A clear stream that makes her feel extremely comfortable spread to her whole body. Some dark wounds and fatigue in her body have been washed away. Her state is unprecedentedly good, and her mind quickly integrated into heaven and earth.
"Good! Pick me up again!" Yang Feng shouted excitedly. Magnificence spread all over his body, dazzling purple thunder around him, and the energy between heaven and earth also gathered crazily at this moment. With a shot, the pleasure of releasing the abundant energy in his body accelerated the blood flow all over his body, and his eyes burned with extremely excited light.
The mysterious realm of the unity of heaven and man makes Han Jing's reaction more sensitive. As soon as Yang Feng's shot came out, she felt that the power of this gun was comparable to the gun that formed the meteor shower just now, and she immediately let Binglin dodge. The gun stabbed in the air, and the light of the gun flew through the sky like a thunder dragon, rushing into a low-hanging fluffy cloud, bursting, and the clouds dispersed, mixed with purple light arcs.
Yufeng rotated, and Yang Feng's long gun shook and shot out another bright purple gunlight, like a snake-shaped lightning bolt.
The ice dragon's eye, which has changed back to its original shape, glanced and chanted loudly, like a slow and fast lazy dragon swinging its tail. The huge body curled up and floated 100 meters horizontally, easily avoiding the lightning.
With a "bang", the lightning hitting the air fell on the defense shield of the branch hall, and the white mask shook again, which made people really worry that the hood would break directly.
Yang Feng also completely entered a state of battle at this time. The exciting gunshots resounded through the world, and the powerful and domineering gun lights fell into the air like lightning. The undamaged Hanjing only made the buildings of the imperial capital miserable.
It is clear that the main and deputy branch hall of the Xuanqi Temple has started fighting. This is a household chore. Even if the branch hall is demolished, the war will not be upgraded. Even if the imperial capital is completely destroyed, it will be responsible for the reconstruction of the Xuanqi Temple. The people of the imperial capital were relieved, and the overwhelming shouts also resounded in every corner of the imperial capital.
Yuguhong, who was severely stimulated by Han Jing's performance, was scared back by the magnificent shouting, "Flaw! It's all about monkey tricks! Xiaobai, why do you, the people of the imperial capital of Nanmo, have this quality?
"What's wrong with the quality of the people in my imperial capital? I didn't mess with you, did I?" Bai Yiming unconsciously defended his people.
"You two find a place to fight." He said coldly and impatiently. Looking at the battle between the two in the air, he was not calm and a little excited.
Bai Yiming and Yu Guhong shut up at the same time.
The battle in the air was even more intense. The sound of the phoenix dragon roared in the sky, and the sound of swords and guns shocked the four fields.
The ice blue sword light is mixed with the purple gun light, forming a magnificent energy cloud oscillating and rushing into the sky over the imperial capital, reflecting this corner of the sky like a flame flower.
Yang Feng's purple electric nine-curve gun attacked and took a strange and fast way. After exerting it with all his strength, the mysterious guns crossed the sky like stars, instantly extinguishing, making people shake their hearts.
There was no gun in Han Jing's eyes in the state of harmony between heaven and man, and the trajectory of the gun's movement flashed in the vast starry sky in her heart. She can clearly "see" the trajectory of the gun's movement, and the speed is much slower than it actually is, which gives her enough time to react.
"The world is not weaker than water, and the strong can't win." The artistic conception contained in these sentences has long been deep in my mind. At this time, in the face of Yang Feng's stormy attack, Han Jing naturally applied the feeling of "weak ability is better than strong, soft can overcome strength" to the battle.
The ice sword seems to swing casually, and the light of the sword is like water flowing into the gap of the gunlight, and the ice-blue fog covers the bright purple of the gunlight. The light of the gun containing Lei Xuanli actually went out silently like a candle in the wind.
"Wonderful!" Yang Feng couldn't help praising it. With his eyesight and familiarity with Han Jing's routine, it can be seen that Han Jing is a self-created trick on the spot.
"Hmm!" Han Jing was so angry that she didn't give him a good face. In addition, she was impatient and fought for a long time. She actually ordered Binglin: "Knock him down!"
The fire phoenix's blood is not inferior to Binglin, but it is still a minor, and Binglin is in adulthood. Originally, Binglin disdained to bully this little man with his strength, but Han Jing's order was different, and Binglin hit the fire phoenix vigorously.
In mid-air, Yang Feng flew by, and the tip of the gun was a little on the corner of Binglin Dragon. The thunder crackled. Binglin involuntarily lowered his head, and then floated down on Binglin's back and stood opposite Han Jing.
"I admit defeat!" He said.
"What do you mean! If you want to fight, you can fight. If you want to admit defeat, you will admit defeat? Han Jing was so angry that she didn't want to split it out with a sword.
Originally standing on the back of the dragon, the position was so large that there was nowhere to dodge, and Yang Feng did not intend to dodge and let the ice soul sword split on his left shoulder, and he did not shout.
Instead, Han Jing screamed: "Why don't you hide!"
"If you are not allowed to cut a sword, can your anger be extinguished?" Yang Feng expressed his helplessness. No one is masochistic, and he doesn't want to be killed by this sword, but when he meets the nemesis of Han Jing's life, he can't think of a smarter way to calm her down.
"You are stupid!" Han Jing scolded, and tears flowed down.
"Who can be stupid when I meet you?" This is the truth. Yang Feng is actually a little depressed. In the past, he was unfavorable in front of women. After meeting Han Jing, he often did some stupid things that only fools would do.