Nine Cents Refining

"Xiaohao?", Yun Ziyan stood up, thought about it, and slowly sat down, in the eyes, instantly tears rolling.

Let the tears flow through the cheeks, stained with clothes, and the cloud purple smoked in the cave, the gods let go, worried about the development of the situation.

Chen Yifan’s eyes shrank and turned slightly.

The place where the clouds are transpiration, among the Xiaguang, a young boy in Tsing Yi, with a smile on his face, comes from the sword.

This boy, like a crown jade, is slender, and his clothes are fluttering, and his hair is flying like a god. When he talks, he has already descended to Dongfu, and he has a hand. Wu Xiaolang’s broken arm is closed up, against the three disciples and Xia Xia Xia quietly smiled slightly.

In the big eyes of Xia Wei, the tears of the big bean rushed out, one sentence: "The big bad guy of the heart, you are finally willing to come back...", Xia Jing’s eyes also have a surprise that can’t be concealed, but consistently Calm, she still pulled the sister's sleeves.

Hearing that Xia Wei called himself a big bad guy, Sun Hao’s heart was filled with a faint warmth of reunion for a long time. She smiled at her. At this time, three disciples, including Wu Xianlang, were kneeling on one knee and said, “The disciple Daewoo, Zhu Dezheng Wu is a leisurely man, and has seen the Master."

Sun Hao nodded and looked at the disciples of the three disciples. The brows were slightly wrinkled, and Chen Yifan, who was standing on the side watching the drama, slowly said: "One of the uncles, the disciples are not sensible, thank you for teaching, but, agarwood It’s been back, but it’s not a big job for the uncle.” After that, the hand pointed to the outside of the Caiyun Peak: “Please ask the uncle to go back to the Rising Sun Peak.”

Chen Yifan looked at the handsome young man in front of his eyes, and he couldn’t help but sigh: "A good grandson, Sun Xiangxiang, is not a hero who can stir the two sides of the Tao," and his mouth is slightly sun-dried. A smile appeared on his face, and he smiled and said: "Agar has just returned, I don't know. Today is the day when my uncle and I propose to your master, the purple smoke real person, but you can't go back."

Sun Hao is in his mind. Flashed over that day. On that day, in order to save himself, Ziyan Master self-destructed the Taoist foundation and wept **** rain. Today, it is forced to marry him, and his heart hurts. Strong anger, rushing into my heart.

Taking a deep breath, Sun Hao’s face sank and he said: “Today, Shen Xiang has returned. I don’t have to discuss this matter again. I will refuse to go with you for my master. Uncle Shi, you go back now, what can I do? It hasn't happened."

Within the cave house, among the eyes of the cloud purple smoke, the tears could not help but rushed out again.

Chen Yifan’s face is also a sinking. Li Sheng said: "Sun Shenxiang, you in the district to build a base monk, but also dare to intervene in the master of Jindan. Who gives you the courage, who gives you the power, if not to see you are a purple smoke disciple, just by these words, I It’s not awkward.”

On the cloud peak, disputes open.

Great happy. Cross section, the key moment. Sun Hao Sun Shenxiang actually came back and stopped a real person.

The news quickly spread in Qingyunmen.

On the peak of Caiyun. Sun Hao’s close-knit people, etc., also slowly gathered together, and the entrance to the cave of the cloud purple smoke became the focus.

Chen Yifan didn't want to start, but Sun Hao Sun Shenxiang's business, which made a big noise in the past, he heard some of it, but he did not dare to smash.

Otherwise, he really did not put a foundation-based monk in his eyes.

Chen Yifan did not retreat, Sun Hao’s heart was silent and he didn’t know how to be stunned, his anger could no longer be suppressed, his face was bright and smiling, and he looked up and laughed: “Don’t be unruly? Hahaha, a good definite, uncle Agarwood is not talented, I want to ask for one or two."

After that, his hands were slightly arched to Chen Yifan: "Please advise."

"Agarwood Monk", Chen Yifan is so sinking, does not want to provoke Sun Hao this trouble, his mouth sighs: "Don't know how to be good, let go, then block, don't blame me."

"I don't know what a good teacher is," Sun Hao said indifferently: "If the uncle is smart, he will leave, and he can leave some face, or else, hahaha..."

"Yellow mouth scorpion", Chen Yifan was so angry that he finally couldn't help but start: "A big tone, looking for death", God knows the movement, the ancient sword at the waist breaks away, spurs Sun Hao.

"Good to come", Sun Hao screamed in a mouthful: "Good sword", in the screaming, people stood in the same place, do not hide or not, the whole body of silver radiant, with a layer of crimson light, see Chen Yifan's The ancient sword came to the road, and the two palms were combined. The sound of "啪" caught the ancient sword in the palm of the hand.

The ancient sword entered the palm of the hand, and he refused to give up and trembled, but Sun Hao’s body was steady, his face was light and his face was still moving.

Actually caught his flying sword? Chen Yifan’s face was red, and his heart sighed and shouted: “Good courage”, urging the power of Jindan, perfusing the flying sword, and it’s going to give this grandson, Sun Hao, who is not well known, a heavy one. He paid the price to stop himself.

Feijian suddenly brilliance, brilliance, want to break open palms, stab Sun Hao.

Xia Yan screamed: "Big bad guy, be careful."

Sun Hao smiled slightly and shook his head gently. He said to Xia Wei: "No matter, you can see the insects and tricks, see me take him." In the voice, above the hands, the white and silver brilliance spread, it seems that there is a real dragon flowing in the hands, hands with strength, Clearly sigh in your mouth: "Broken."

Nine true dragons have a flash of shadow, but the ancient sword like a snake is held by Sun Hao at one end and placed on the chest.

Chen Yifan’s eyes were mammoth, and he looked at Sun Hao incredibly.

Sun Shenxiang's great physical strength, actually stunned his power of Jin Dan and left the ancient sword.

I can't believe in my heart. I am a golden dan, and I will be given a flying sword by a Zhuji monk. How can there be such a ridiculous thing?

Sun Hao dazzled the gods and held the ancient sword. Xia Jing could not help but say: "Good," Xia Jing shouted loudly: "Big bad guys, you are fierce."

Looking at the Daewoo brothers, they have a heartfelt smile on their faces. This is their master's respect and the master of the foundation war.

Chen Yifan’s flying sword was smashed, and his heart was unwilling. He once again screamed: “The daring of the daring”, Jin Dan’s power is booming, he is about to take back the flying sword, and wait for the opportunity to seriously hurt Sun Hao.

Sun Hao is slightly sun-dried. Since it is hands-on, there is no need to leave room for it. In the eyes of a cold, Chen Yifan, today is your own insult, and you screamed in your mouth: "The power of Kowloon, give me off."

In the screaming voice, above the hands, the nine real dragons are like life, and they are pressed against Chen Yifan’s flying sword.

Chen Yifan Jin Dan’s power was issued. Feijian was still unable to move. Hearing Sun Hao’s yelling, he could not help but be surprised. However, he did not wait for him to react. He only saw his beloved flying sword, accompanied by dozens of himself. The baby flying sword of the year, actually screamed, was broken by Sun Hao.

Holding a broken sword in one hand, Sun Hao shook his head slightly and rushed to Chen Yifan. "Uncle Shi, your sword is too bad and not durable. Next time, get a good sword. Come again." When Chen Yifan talks, his wrists turn over and the two cut swords are in the storage bag.

"You...", Chen Yifan's finger Sun Hao, his eyes are red, involuntarily, screaming a spurt of blood, this blood is half of the Feijian was destroyed to the back, the bigger reason is qi.

The monk Jindan monk, who is a master of cultivation, has a good spirit, and is full of enthusiasm. The Jindan monk, who is infinitely beautiful, was actually broken by a foundation-based monk and was taken away by shamelessly.

Breathing a few breaths, Chen Yifan's eyes are cold and shining: "A good Sun Hao, a good Sun Shenxiang, a good means, Master Shu taught, but you take my flying sword, don't you feel a stab?"

Sun Hao's palms spread out, white palms above, no traces of a trace, smiled and said: "I didn't feel the thorns." After laughing, the face is a sinking: "Any teacher, if you leave now, you can Let's stop, Aquilaria is not for himself."

Chen Yifan Yang Tian a haha: "Sun Shenxiang, you thought I could hold my flying sword ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com~ can stop my Jin Dan power?"

Sun Hao shook his head slightly and then said: "It seems that the uncle is not in the heart of the Yellow River. If this is the case, although the uncle is coming over, the agarwood is followed. However, it is good to tell the uncle that once it is done, the incense is not known. If you hurt the uncle, forgive me."

Chen Yifan snorted and danced in double sleeves. Jindan Zhenyuan was like a mighty cloud, surrounded by all sides, besieging Sun Hao.

Returning to the incense, fighting for Jin Dan.

On the peak of Caiyun, the wind is rising, and the entire Qingyunmen are paying attention to this battle.

The two played against each other, and the situation did not appear in the imagination. One scene was destroyed by the real person and defeated the scene of the agarish monk.

Instead, the agarwood monk smashed the ancient sword of the real man to decorate the facade.

The two played a fire and the battle escalated again. A real person used Jindan Zhenyuan, wanting to force the agarwood monk, it seems to want to give the agarwood monk a little color to see. To be continued

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