Peerless Divine Emperor

The 361th chapter is still just a garbage

Jingyun’s words fell in the ears of Jing Qingyi, and it made Jing Qingyi mad.

"What? You started with your brother?"

Jing Qingyi is angry and authentic.

"Hey, that waste is just like you, I don't know how to be good, I have to go on the road to death. I am a kind-hearted person. Seeing that he wants a way to go to the black, I naturally helped him. I guess you are now." The mentally retarded old man is sending a brunette to a white-haired person."

Jing Yunxiao underestimated the authenticity.

Jing Hao was seriously injured. After being returned to the War God House by Jing Yun, he has not been treated. With his physical condition, even if he does not die, he will become a vegetative person. In Jing Yunyi's view, Jing Yu is more likely to die.

"You killed your brother?"

Jing Qingyi’s face is suddenly a piece of iron.

"Hey, what? You are afraid that the waste is lonely in hell, want to accompany him, wow, a brother is deep? I almost moved. Given your brother's deep feelings, I decided to do another good man, Don't thank me."

Jing Yunxiao replied with a shameless face.

Jing Qingyi has been mad.

"Who is your kid?"

Jing Qingyi is cold and authentic.

According to the truth, if Jing Yunzhen really kills Jing Hao, then the father Jing Yukong will not easily let Jingyun 霄 霄, Jing Xian will not let Jing Yun 霄 enter this ancestral land, but now Jing Yun 出现 appears in the Here, there must be something wrong with this.

"Jing Qingyi, do you really remember me? Then my grandfather Jing Yufeng, you should always remember?"

Jing Yunzhen does not intend to conceal, to death, let Jing Qingyi die.

"Jing Yufeng? You turned out to be the grandson of Jing Yufeng. You were the one that year?"

Jing Qingyi returned to the gods and muttered.

"I plant your sister, Jing Qingyi, talk nonsense, do it directly, this is just a breakthrough, take your hand and try. It is a man, just pick it up."

Jing Yunyi has not wanted to go down with Jing Qingyi's nonsense.

Jing Qingyi's mouth twitched a cold arc, and sneered indifferently: "Try your hand? Stinky boy, you are just a nine-armed warrior in the spirit of the area. Your grandfather, I was already a Xuanwujing heavy weapon three years ago, you are In front of me, there is no difference with a cockroach ant. This kind of cockroach is a kind of cockroach, and even dare to go back to the God of War, I really don’t know how to live and die."

In Jing Qingyi's view, Jing Yunyi is only a nine-powered warrior in Lingwujing. Lingwujing Jiuwuwu is really strong for the rest of the general warriors. In his eyes, it is a piece of cake.

He is very clear, how big is the gap before Lingwu and Xuanwujing, let alone a nine-armed warrior, even if it is ten, twenty Lingwu Jiuwu warriors will shoot him, he has absolute confidence. You can step on the other side of your feet.

Therefore, he felt that it was not much different to kill Jing Yunyu and kill a cockroach.

"Yes? Did you think so? Very good, remember your current thoughts, and later you will understand what is whimsical."

Jing Yunyi also showed a sneer.

Fearless and fearless, a very calm look.

"Good, good, good." Jing Qingyi issued three good words, and then continued to be cold and cold: "It has been a long time no one dares to be so arrogant in front of me, because they all know that there is only one end to the arrogant person in front of me. That is death. I haven’t played a lot of people for a long time, and you are fortunate to be the first in these years."

"There are so many words."

However, Jing Qingyi's words not only did not scare Jingyun, but Jing Yunyi also showed an impatient look, as if he could not wait to get started.

"If there is a road in heaven, you will not go, then I will send you to hell."

Jing Qingyi was angered by Jing Yunqi’s performance.

I don’t have to say anything else. I immediately raised my hand and slap it directly to Jing Yunxiao.

"Huh."

Naturally, it is not an ordinary slap. There is a fascinating spiritual power in the palm print. The spiritual power surges, bringing up a hurricane, blowing around, letting Jingyun’s hair dance with the wind.

"I want to deal with this attack as well. Jing Qingyi is also a mental retardation."

Jing Yunxiao smiled lightly, and then on one side of his body, he turned into a residual image and disappeared into the original place. When Jing Qingyi reacted, Jing Yunyi had escaped his offensive and then suddenly appeared on his left. On the side, it is also a slap in the face of Jing Qingyi.

"Oh, this is your attack, and it's not so good?"

Jing Qingyi snorted, his right hand slammed into the palm, and turned his palm into a fist. Then he collided with Jing’s slap in the face and completely resisted Jing’s palm. After the success of the resistance, Jing Qingyi turned his fist into a claw and grabbed it toward Jing Yun's wrist.

"moron."

Jing Yunqi seems to have expected it, seeing the other side reacting like this, and spouting two words in his mouth.

Then he gripped his right hand and turned into a claw. Just on the claws, a piece of scale began to cover, and finally his entire hand was turned into a dragon claw.

Jing Qingyi slammed it, grabbed it on the dragon's claws, and smashed it. The next moment, he wanted to retract his claws. The Jingyun 霄 is still like the movement of Jing Qingyi, and the dragon claws are turned over. Grab the ground toward Jing Qingyi's wrist.

"Stab."

Dragon claws draw a striking scar on Jing Qingyi's hand skin. Above the scars, the blood constantly rushes out. Fortunately, Jing Qingyi's reaction is fast enough to shrink back in time. Otherwise, Jing Qingyi's whole hand is estimated to be Abolished.

"This kid..."

Jing Qingyi's brow wrinkled, and his heart was slightly surprised.

He found that Jing Yun’s own combat power was much stronger than he had imagined.

If it is the rest of the ordinary Lingwu Jiuwuwu, how can these reactions, such as the next aggressive offensive, let alone counterattacks like Jingyun, so he is still eating a dark loss.

"Damn."

Jing Qingyi immediately retreated to the side, stopping the blood that oozes from his wrist.

At this time, Jing Yunxuan smiled lightly, his eyes filled with a playful taste, and then he even smiled at Jing Qingyi: "Jing Qingyi, this is what you called three years ago to break through the Xuanwujing The strength of it? Is it really weak? I am very curious. In the past three years, have you cultivated it to the dog, and you are so vulnerable that you are not interested in doing it with you."

Manic, contemptuous.

Jing Yunzhen played these two words to the fullest.

Jing Qingyi’s face was black and white, and his teeth were cold and shouted: “Bad boy, I just just let you play it for you. Do you think I really can’t take you?” In my eyes, it’s still just one. Garbage. Look at the trick."