"It's arrogant!! Let you see what is the essence of my Jiuli clan!" The Jiuli clan's patriarch shouted in anger, and a huge spiritual ball condensed in his other hand. Leng Yetong couldn't help but get serious. Just listening to the Jiuli clan's patriarch drink again, the huge spiritual ball was injected into the sword energy, the black sword energy reached its peak in an instant, and the green spiritual energy began to retreat.
"As expected of the patriarch of the Jiuli clan, his ability is really worth seeing." Leng Yetong's forehead could not help shedding sweat, and the other hand kept sending spiritual power to fight against the black sword qi, but somehow, her The spiritual power is always weaker by a point, and the state of stalemate between two and two gradually transforms into a one-sided state.
"Oops, I'll lose if I go on like this, what should I do?" Leng Yetong was already sweating like rain, and the powerful sword energy almost knocked her off several times. Looking at the situation around him, although it was a bit risky, Can only do so. Thinking like this, doing this, she first distracted the Jiuli Clan Chief, and then took advantage of the neutrality to use her strength to divert the direction of the sword qi. Enough to disperse the spirit stone.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the ink-colored spiritual stone instantly shattered. Leng Yetong took advantage of the moment when the Jiuli clan's patriarch was distracted, and jumped up, dodging the attack of the sword energy, and a dodging appeared behind him. Let go and fight in close quarters, catching him off guard.
"呲呲呲, the spiritual power is good, but the ability to fight in close quarters is too poor." Looking at the choking pace of the Jiuli clan's patriarch, Leng Yetong gently shook his head, and said regretfully, "If your close Fighting can be as powerful as your spiritual power, then I really admire you."
"Don't say some arrogant words, you... ......!!!" The Jiuli Clan Patriarch turned his head, glared at her fiercely, and said angrily.
"Don't talk about those useless ones, I have already made a choice for our gambling game." Leng Yetong interrupted his words with a light smile, pointed to the black spiritual stone that was shattered over there, raised his eyebrows, faintly Said, "Okay, now that the game has been chosen, what are you going to do next?" The Jiuli Patriarch was silent, the gloomy eyes under the mask stared at her, and no one could see through. No one could tell what he was about to do with his thoughts at this time. The two fell into a stalemate once again.
Luo Ming woke up from the dark world. The place where he appeared was the wooden house. He lifted his head from his knees and looked around. His eyes fell on the jade pendant beside him, and he picked it up softly. The spiritual power radiates from above. He smiled lightly, Tonger, thank you for your persistence, if it wasn't for you, maybe he would be immersed in despair forever.
He got up, got out of bed, walked out of the wooden house, looked around, hesitated for a moment, and condensed a light blue spiritual power in his hand, which cut through the space like a sharp sword. A crack appeared in the sky, and the crack gradually expanded. Two pictures emerged from the crack. One was the outside of the pagoda. There was Nangong Yifeng in the picture, and the other was the fourth floor of the pagoda. He hesitated. After a while, he raised his foot and walked into the second picture. She was still in this pagoda. She still needed him, and he would not leave her alone.