Chapter 425: Zhou Lang Wu Jian

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Until Ye Ming felt that even if the fake dragon Shaobai wanted to take him, he also had the chance to escape, and then he followed the girl to Shaolong Palace. On the way, he asked the girl's name. The girl claimed to be Ning'er, who was Mu Wushuang's personal maid. Regardless of her young age, in fact, she has the practice of Wu Jun and has a high status in teaching. Some elders were kind to see her.
The Shaolong Palace is not far away, and the two arrive soon. The palace was built on a beautiful mountain peak, and the entire mountaintop was leveled, and it was used to build the temple, which was magnificent and magnificent. Ye Ming secretly compared it, but the Suzaku Palace and the Qinglong Dynasty he had seen were just that.
At the entrance of the main hall of the Shaolong Palace, twelve white armored guards guarded them. They were all martial arts masters, looking like electricity, watching everyone coming and going. Ning'er had a passing order on his body, so he took Ye Ming in easily. When walking through the hall, Ye Ming saw many young disciples coming in and going out. It seems that they are all coming to participate in the so-called Qunying Society.
In the wide hall, countless long tables have been set down and everyone is sitting on the floor. Some children brought drinks and dried fruits, and the guests sat in groups, chatting and drinking, the atmosphere was quite relaxed.
Ye Ming is a newcomer. He has no acquaintances in Qi Tian, ​​so he sits alone. Ning Er has already left, she said that Mu Wushuang has not arrived yet, and will appear with the young master at that time.
Although the fruits of Shaolong Temple have good taste, they are all low-level things. Ye Ming took a few bites and began to take out his own seeds from the storage ring to eat. While he was eating, he was watching the surroundings. At present he has not figured out what exactly these British clubs do.
The people sitting in the hall are the lowest martial arts. Many people are Wu Zun and Wu Sheng, and a few are martial arts. With these people, Ye Ming could not be seen at all, he just sat in the corner and smashed the seeds. Nothing happened, he urged Tianertong to eavesdrop on the conversation. Most were gossip, but there were a few conversations that caught his attention.
"Hey, did you see the kid on the other side?" One said.
The person next to him looked up and glanced: "Isn't that Sirius's head? This kid has been invited too, hum, Sirius has been very arrogant this year."
"Not at all. I heard that Sirius became the guardian of the young master, so it's no wonder that people are arrogant." The latter shook his head. "Many newcomers are being oppressed by Sirius. No matter what happens sooner or later."
"Huh, that's because he didn't kick the iron plate. But it's fast, I heard that some time ago they were going to suppress a newcomer, but the newcomer was super strong and the man was also overwhelming, so they knocked the elders outside. Sirius Send someone to get it, but no one was caught in the end. "
"I often walk by the river. There are no wet shoes. Let's wait and see the fun." The man sneered.
Ye Ming turned his head and looked at the Sirius II, who thought that Sirius was yelling at me, and I took a chance to beat the idiot out.
Sirius's second head is a young man with a long face, born ugly, with a fierce look, white eyes and black eyes, and messy hair like a bird's nest.
Before long, there was a young man walking from behind the stage, following a woman beside him. The woman is Mu Wushuang, and the young man is born exactly like Long Shaobai, and is naturally a fake Long Shaobai.
When "Long Shaobai" appeared, people immediately stood up and said in unison: "Subordinates see Shaojiaozhu!"
"This is quite prestigious." Ye Ming was envious, thinking that if he replaced this guy, he would be as powerful as him.
"Long Shaobai" pressed down with both hands: "Sit down, everyone."
When the people took their seats, the fake dragon Shaobai smiled and said, "Everyone present here is Qi Tianjiao's elite. This group of heroes is worthy of the name. Today I invite you to come without any special purpose, just to get to know the talents."
The appearance of Long Shaobai indicates that the banquet is about to begin, and various delicious dishes are brought to the table one after another. People scrambled to slap the fake dragon Shaobai's flattery, or two or three people sat bragging together, but Ye Ming was bored. As he drank and drank the melon seeds, he suddenly felt a scent of incense blowing around him, a soft voice sounded, "Brother, why do you drink alone?"
Ye Ming looked up and saw that Wu Wushuang was in a white dress with a graceful posture, and he smiled, "It's Wushuang, please sit down."
Mu Wushuang sat on the side of Ye Ming immediately, and the two talked and laughed, attracting everyone around.
"Who is that kid? How did Miss Wushuang sit next to him?" Someone asked with annoyance, annoyed, and anxiously wished to pull Ye Ming apart and replace it.
"I don't know. Those who can be invited here are supposed to be unknown."
Not far away, the Sirius's head is the most unhappy. Although the others are ugly, they can be from Xinxin. Recently, they are planning to approach Mu Wushuang and want a pro-Fangze. Now seeing Ye Ming near the water tower, he was naturally jealous of burning and couldn't hold back his anger.
"Young Master!"
Suddenly, Wolf II stood up that day and arched, saying, "The subordinates are willing to add some liveliness to the group of heroes and dance a set of swordsmanship to relieve boredom."
"Long Shaobai" smiled slightly: "Very good."
Er Er took a look at Ye Ming and said, "It's just boring to sword dance alone. I want to invite people to dance together."
"Oh? I don't know who you want to dance with, Zhou Lang?" Fake Dragon Shaobai asked with a smile, his eyes fell on Ye Ming intentionally or unintentionally, and seemed to pay attention to him.
Sirius II, named Zhou Lang, laughed at the master and pointed at Ye Ming: "Boy, are you brave?"
Ye Ming was chatting with the beauties, and was suddenly interrupted. He was very upset, and said coldly, "Is your sword skill very good? If the sword skills are too bad, I am not interested in accompany you."
If you change someone, he may not be so impatient, but the other party is Sirius's head. Sirius had been overcast some time ago, and he naturally did not look well.
As soon as Zhou Lang heard Ye Ming's words, everyone was euphoric: "You say my swordsmanship is bad? Hehe, I don't know the boy who is high in the sky, and you immediately know how my swordsmanship is!"
Ye Ming slowly got up and said lazily, "Since you are so confident, I will accompany you for a few moves."
"Be careful." Mu Wushuang whispered, caring very much about him.
Ye Ming smiled: "Relax, it's just a piece of waste. It's not a fear." After speaking, he walked to the open space in the middle.
Zhou Lang came over and looked at Ye Ming and said, "Boy, you are crazy."
Ye Ming smiled: "Nonsense, what's the point of being crazy about people like you? Have you ever seen tigers crazy about ants? They have less gold on their faces."
Zhou Lang's stupefied face flushed and angered, "Eat me!"
The dancing sword turned into a fighting sword at once, Zhou Wolf took out a sword, shook out the sword flowers, and stabbed at Ye Ming. Ye Ming sneered, responding to the enemy with Shifang Zhenjian Sword, Xuan Tianbao's sword style was sharp, without phase, and the other side could not understand.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Zhou Lang was taken aback, and was forced to retreat in a moment, with a feeling that he could not perform. As a Wu Zun, he surpassed Ye Ming in realm, how could he be suppressed when he came up?
Ye Ming didn't actually do his best to sneer at the other side while attacking: "The Sirius's master is just like this, one waste. I'll make you abandon the sword after dozens of times!"
what? Tens make people abandon the sword? This kid is too crazy! People all widened their eyes and felt that Ye Ming was too big. Wouldn't it be shame if they couldn't do it?
"One!"
Ye Ming Jianguang made a sudden change. Jianguang was divided into two, divided into two, and divided into eight, condensing a gossip to kill the enemy, and immediately covering the other side. In the sword light, there was a thunder and a thunderous sound. As soon as Zhou Lang's sword came into contact, he was shaken open, his arms were numb, and he could hardly hold the sword.
"Good domineering swordsmanship!" Fake Dragon Shao white eyes brightened and praised.
The people in the temple also spoke in praise, striving to follow in the footsteps of the young master.
Zhou Lang was shocked and annoyed, and said, "Boy, what's your name?"
Ye Ming sneered: "I'm Ji Jiwu, the person who was framed by your Sirius a while ago is me, come again, two!"
The sword light changed again and evolved into the Da Zhoutian sword array. Ye Ming's powerful soul power merged into it, and in addition he spurred the violent mystery, the power multiplied.
"Ding!"
With a soft whistle, Zhou Lang's sword was actually blown directly, and his human mouth cracked, his expression stagnant, and I couldn't believe it was true.
Ye Ming shook his head again and again: "It seems that I still overestimate you. I thought you could support ten. I didn't expect to lose twice."
Zhou Lang was so angry and stomped that he returned to his seat.
"Papapa!"
On the high platform, the fake dragon Shaobai applauded, and the people in the temple followed suit.
"Yes, what's your name?" He asked.
Ye Ming arched his hand and said, "Hui Shaojiao, the subordinate Ji has no blame."
"Good." The fake dragon nodded in vain, and said nothing else.
Back at the seat, Mu Wushuang chuckled and said, "My brother's swordsmanship is really good, and I can't stop it."
Ye Ming: "It's too bad for him."
Next, the Qinying Society officially started, and the fake dragon Shaobai ordered everyone to stand up in order to perform the best kung fu. Qi Tianjiao really has a lot of geniuses, and many people's martial arts are remarkable.
While watching the excitement, Ye Ming asked Ouyang Wude: "Sister Mei, has Ouyang Wude been resolved?"
Mu Wushuang said, "I have told my father about this, but my father did n’t say anything, just let me not tell others about it. But I have asked someone to ask, Ouyang Wude has not returned for a few days, maybe he has been Father detained. "
Ye Ming felt that things were not so simple, but this matter had nothing to do with him, so he was too lazy to continue to ask, instead referring to the green bamboo heart in the death cell, hoping Mu Wushuang could rescue it. Such a thing was trivial to Mu Wushuang, she immediately agreed.
The next two would gossip. At this moment, the expression of the fake dragon Shaobai suddenly became serious, saying: "Actually, you are called today, there is one thing, please help."
Everyone said, "The young master has said clearly that his subordinates will never die!"
The false dragon Shaobai nodded with satisfaction and said, "This matter is related to Haotianism. Some time ago, we Qitianjiao wanted to win Haotianism, but the people of Haotianism were very stubborn. They not only refused, but also killed us. Young masters. To this end, I decided to send a group of people to undercover Haotianjiao to thoroughly grasp the internal situation of Haotianjiao. "