MTL - Dragon Inside-Chapter 57 Yan Yixian (second more!)

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"Hey, this is a good show!"

When I saw the black man coming, many foreign disciples around the mountains and forests gave a laughter of gloating.

"Who is he? It looks like it is very powerful."

"You don't even know him? He is the first person outside the door, Yan Yixian!"

Seeing someone actually didn't know Yan Yixian, the person next to him immediately said: "Yu Yixian is the first person in the discipleship of Tianjianzong. It is the first person who has been condensed in the late years. More importantly, he is an outstanding child from his family!"

"Do you have a family? Is it..." The face of the disciple who had opened before suddenly showed a surprised look, and asked incredulously.

“Yes, it’s the home of one of the three great families of Tianwu Shenzhou!”

On top of Tianwu Shenzhou, in addition to the four major sects including Tian Jianzong, there are also three families of Xiao family, Han family and Zhou family who have passed down for tens of thousands of years.

Any of the three big families is a giant tyrant on Tianwu Shenzhou. It has a profound family heritage. Even in the face of the four major sects, it is not weak. And Yi Yixian, is the child of Tianjiao from Xiaojia!

"According to the talent of the brother-in-law, it should have been directly accepted as a disciple by the elders of the inner door, and became a middle-aged man. But because of the unwillingness to destroy the rules of the Tianjianzong, he left the outer door for many years, until this time. Participate in the selection of inner disciples."

A foreign disciple said with respect, between the words, he is highly respected by Yi Yixian.

"Why is there any use? Now this is the first, it is not robbed by Luo Yang!" The disciple who spoke first said disdainfully.

"Hey, you wait and see, the first person in the outer door, this position, the brothers will definitely grab it back."

Like to confirm the words of the disciple, Yan Yixian suddenly moved up and walked toward Luoyang without hesitation.

His movement immediately attracted the attention of the entire forest. All the disciples were looking forward to seeing who could win. Even the many elders in the full moon are watching each other.

"Hand over the jade, I can guarantee you through this selection."

The figure of Yan Yixian stopped outside a few feet in front of Luo Yang. After a pair of eyes swept over Luo Yang's body, he said quietly, the voice was very calm, as if to say a trivial thing.

Luo Yang, who was sitting on the plate, slowly opened his eyes and looked at him with a sly look. The face of the old well said: "I am the first..."

"Although I don't know what you are using, the monsters in this mystery are all dissipated in an instant. But I can be sure that the power is definitely not yours, you just beat it."

Yan Yixian's look is still the same, his eyes quietly looking at Luo Yang, the tone, very indifferent, as if for Luo Yang here, do not care about the general, did not put Luo Yang in the eyes.

"Now hand over, my conditions are already valid."

Luo Yang looked at the indifferent look of Yi Xianxian. His face suddenly smiled and shook his head and said, "If you have the ability, you can grab it yourself."

"Grab? I just retrieved what belongs to me. This first position, if I am reluctant to let go, it can only belong to me."

Yan Yixian said faintly, a white scorpion's arm slowly lifted up, and the right index finger was slightly against Luoyang. A white lightning suddenly fell and the target pointed to Luoyang below.

Luo Yang's look is as usual, there is no slight change in his face, and when he is in shape, he will gently evade the lightning. The light flashed in his hand, and a long black bow appeared directly in his hand.

Hey!

The black feather arrow broke out and slammed against the singer. The spiritual power of the arrow tip was very violent. If it was smeared, the ordinary meditation monk would be seriously injured.

However, Yan Yixian did not care. The fingertips were slightly pointed at the feather arrow, and the black feather arrow suddenly broke in the air, turning into a spiritual aura, dissipating between the heavens and the earth.

"Useless, the gap between you and me is hard to imagine..."

Yan Yixian said without hesitation, from the beginning to the end is a high-level appearance, even if he knows that Luo Yang has a million points, he did not put him in the eye.

Although Luo Yang was resentful in his heart, he did not answer his words in his mouth. He only had his hands fast and squatting. When the long sleeves were swung, a bonfire dragon with a length of 100 feet was directly transformed into a whistling whistle. On the ground, there is a piece of scorched earth.

There was a hint of surprise on Yan Yixian’s face. It seemed that she did not expect Luoyang to be able to issue such a powerful technique, but still did not care. A pair of white palms shot slightly, and there were several wind blades flying directly. As a sharp blade, quickly cut the fire dragon.

Luo Yang’s face did not change, but his right hand suddenly turned over, and he sipped low in his mouth: “Explosion!”

In an instant, the broken fire dragon broke out with a dazzling light, and a horrible spiritual force exploded in an instant, making a roar of sound.

After a hit, Luo Yang not only did not win the pursuit, but the look changed, the body quickly retreated, while the right hand shot a Qiankang bag, the white cloud sword instantly slammed down the front.

I saw that in the roar of the roar, a black figure suddenly came out and rushed toward Luo Yang, but at the moment he was about to reach, Cang Yunjian had already squatted, and suddenly it was a fierce roar.

Through the roar of the bursts, when Luo Yang’s body quickly receded, the gods swept through the direction of Yan Yixian. In the dust between the sky and the earth, in front of Yan Yixian, a blue compass radiates a faint light, like a barrier, all of which will be blocked by Luo Yang’s blow, but it is not a black figure. Like a ghost, he screamed at Luo Yang.

In the hands of Luo Yang, the Cangyun sword continued to smash out. At the moment when the black shadow of the ghost was approaching, it was directly annihilated, without a trace of hesitation.

"Hundreds of ghosts go to night, the gods avoid!"

In the middle of the mouth, Yan Yixian whispered, his hands were fast, and the blue compass in front of him suddenly magnified several times. The illusion of black is constantly coming out of it, not only the momentum is constantly increasing, but even the face of horror is becoming more and more clear, just like the blue-faced Raksha, which makes people feel cold.

Luo Yang’s eyes were slightly condensed, and the horror of these black shadows was detected in his heart. Without a moment of hesitation, his hands jerked forward, and the three horrible fire dragons burst out and turned into fires in the sky. In the blink of an eye, Submerge the entire mountaintop.