Zheng Ming glanced at the man, ignored him, but said to Mu Qingqiu: "You can evolve so many things from this sword, you are really a sword-practice genius!"

"But your master's understanding of this move of flying immortals outside the sky actually has his traces. Although there are few traces, and I can see that you are trying your best to break through this trace, but this trace still exists for your sword."

Speaking of this, Zheng Ming waved the Dragon Shadow Scimitar in his hand and said lightly: "Well, I'll let you see this sword!"

While speaking, Zheng Ming rose into the air and the flying immortal from the sky suddenly showed it.

Although it is just a martial art under the mortal world, the great way hidden in the flying immortals outside the sky can be infinitely extended.

Zheng Ming, who fell from the void, was like a graceful young man. His sword made him feel like lightning and lightning broke through the sky and illuminated the infinite light.

What's more important is that this sword seems to have no fireworks, so elegant and touching.

Mu Qingqiu widened her eyes and stared at the sword that Zheng Ming swung. This sword had been deduced in her heart for many times, but every time, she felt that this sword seemed to have some shortcomings.

So that's it, so that's it!

She walked on the road of the world. This is the real flying immortal from the sky. This is what the flying immortal from the sky should be. She stared at the sword tightly, for fear that she would see less.

The young man, who was like the Holy Son of Light, flashed a trace of light in his eyes when he saw this sword.

Although it was the first time he had seen this sword, and he was absolutely sure that he would never hurt himself, the moment he saw this sword, he still felt that this sword was really wonderful.

Moreover, this sword is in line with Mu Qingqiu's sword path.

He even vaguely felt that Mu Qingqiu's sword technique, which was floating like a fairy, was based on this sword.

Zheng Ming put away the dragon shadow scimitar and then turned his eyes to Mu Qingqiu's face. He looked at Mu Qingqiu with a thoughtful look and nodded slightly.

What Mu Qingqiu can understand? Whether he can walk out of his own way from the flying immortals outside the sky is not something Zheng Ming wants to pay attention to. He just thinks that this woman can spread the flying immortals outside the sky, so he used a sword.

As for how much Mu Qingqiu can get, or whether Mu Qingqiu can get what it needs from the flying immortals in this life, it is not Zheng Ming’s attention.

All he had to do was to use this sword.

Half a quarter of an hour passed, and Mu Qingqiu finally woke up from her pondering. Her eyes looked at Zheng Ming like autumn water. Then, she slowly knelt on the ground and saluted Zheng Ming solemnly.

She didn't say anything in this gift, but the meaning of this gift had already expressed everything she was about to say.

Even before he stood up from the ground, Jiang Zongheng, who was still struggling in pain, widened his eyes at this time.

As the successor of Tianjian Pavilion, Mu Qingqiu's arrogance comes from his bones, so whether it is Jiang Zongheng or other men, they will conquer this woman as their goal.

But the more they do this, the more they understand how difficult it is to achieve their goals.

However, with just one sword, this arrogant woman actually knelt down to express her gratitude to others. This... this really makes many people unable to accept it. Especially the man who was as bright as a saint's son, his face looked even more ugly.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally waited for Mu Qingqiu to stand up before he said to Zheng Ming: "You are also grateful for your ability to guide Qingqiu Junior Sister, but it is related to Yuanlong's essence and blood. Even if you want to be humble, you can't do it."

"In the lower Jiao Xinyang, please give me some advice."

As Jiao Xinyang spoke, he slowly waved his hands. At this moment, he was like a god and a Buddha, standing between the world and the universe.

Just as he took action, Zheng Ming finally understood why he felt familiar with this man.

The Maitreya Divine Bone, the man passed on it, turned out to be the Maitreya Divine Bone. At the Tianheng Secret Realm, he once shocked and killed the blood-handed Maitreya Divine Bone, the successor of the Maitreya Divine Bone, but he did not expect that a hundred years later, the Maitreya Divine Bone could still appear between heaven and earth.

"Maitreya Divine Bone!"

When he heard Zheng Ming recognize his Maitreya divine bone, a little pride rose in Jiao Xinyang's heart. There was no two great holy bodies in their generation. As the successor of the divine bone, he has already looked down on the present.

Therefore, although he looks humble and polite in his daily life, he is actually a proud person.

"You may be a senior, but martial arts are inseparable. I think you can leave by yourself for your guidance from junior sister Qingqiu. Otherwise, once you take action, it will be difficult to grasp."

After saying this, Jiao Xinyang raised his head slightly and felt a little more contempt for the young man in front of him who pretended to be a senior.

If he was really a person from the same era as the Sword Saint, he would still be in the second realm of the lunar calendar for such a long time, and there would be nothing to be proud of.

It only took him more than 20 years to reach his current cultivation level. He is a genius and is destined to be unfair!

With one punch, the light is as bright as day!

As the successor of the Maitreya Divine Bone, Jiao Xinyang punched Zheng Ming, as if a dazzling sun appeared in the void.

This light shines on the void, and under the light, Zheng Ming's surroundings even felt a suffocating feeling.

Among the five great divine bones, the Maitreya divine bones are much stronger than ordinary people, and at this time, he showed no mercy when he took action.

This punch is not only very ordinary to Zheng Ming's eyes, but also to most people's eyes. However, when combined with the arrogant true energy of the person who punches, this punch is powerful enough to defeat all things.

You should not compete with it. This feeling arose in your hearts at this moment.

Although Mu Qingqiu's heart was still in the process of participating in that style of flying immortal in the sky, he was also involuntarily attracted by the current stop.

What should I do if it was myself, facing Rurushan’s punch?

Mu Qingqiu had already thought of his own choice when he was flashing his thoughts. Facing the punch of the mountain and the mountain, his first choice and only choice were probably to avoid it.

Dodge the sharpness of this punch, and then use the sword skills that you are good at, so as to find the advantages you have lost again.

As the thoughts flashed in his mind, Mu Qingqiu fell on Zheng Ming, who was shining by the light again. How should this senior choose?

Just now, the Nine Tribulation Asura body used by Jiang Zongheng was directly knocked to the ground by this senior. The physical strength of this senior has reached a point where he and others look up to him.

However, this physical strength does not mean that this senior's true energy can be comparable to those with the Maitreya divine bones.

Having Maitreya divine bones generally involves five more Maitreya treasure veins in the body than those without divine bones. These treasure veins can swallow the true energy faster than ordinary martial artists who practice by themselves.

Therefore, when talking about the depth of true essence, the owner of the divine bone can be said to have a huge advantage.

Although this punch is moving forward, there are actually many ways for Zheng Ming to break this punch. The best and easiest way is to use the Hunyuan Taiyin body to instantly dissipate his entire body into the void.

Although this fist is powerful, as long as he can't hit himself, it will be of no use.

It can be said that this is the easiest and most practical method. However, Zheng Ming did not use this method, so he also chose to punch.

Although he has only six treasure veins in the Hunyuan Great Sun Treasure Body, the quality of the true essence gathered by these six treasure veins is far higher than that of ordinary people's true essence.

Because the divine talisman in Zheng Ming's body possesses the seal of the sky, the power of this divine seal is definitely not comparable to that of an ordinary divine talisman.

Great Sun God Fist!

Zheng Ming's Great Sun God Fist, which contained the scorching energy, collided wildly in the void with the fist transmitted from the Maitreya divine bones.

In terms of power, Zheng Ming seemed to be inferior to that of this punch, but when the two fists collided together, the red and white light shone brightly in the void. When Zheng Ming and the others in the void swung their fists, they were like a pair of dazzling suns.

"Bang bang bang!"

Jiao Xinyang fell from the void, and his body involuntarily took five steps backwards!

The distance of five steps was not too large, but the incoming Maitreya divine bone looked at Zheng Ming with a more serious look.

He originally thought that Zheng Ming, who only had the second level of Yuefan, would be overestimating his ability to compete with him for true energy. However, when Zheng Ming swung his fist, he realized that Zheng Ming's cultivation had actually reached the sixth level of Yuefan.

Although he paid attention to this, a trace of contempt and a deep contempt arose in his heart.

Is it hidden strength? Is it meaning to hide from the sixth realm of Yuefan to the two realm of Yuefan? Does he think that with the strength of the sixth realm of Yuefan, he can take his punch?

This punch cannot kill life, but this punch can definitely eliminate all the luck in this person's heart.

However, when his fists hit each other and the true energy collided wildly, he felt that although the other party's true energy was less than his, the hidden power was much stronger than his own.

This means that the quality of the other party’s true energy is far above his own.

As a proud person, Jiao Xinyang can tolerate that the other party's cultivation is higher than himself, but this kind of cultivation is lower than himself, but the quality of the true energy is above him, no matter what, he cannot accept it.

He stared at Zheng Ming who was landing, and he wanted to see how many steps the man had withdrew when he landed.

One step, two steps, three steps...
Chapter completed!