Chapter 121: Grand Banquet (Forty-nine)

"Ming ... Ming long feast, is it possible? Yes-Ming long feast!"
On the viewing platform, the table was slammed and made an overwhelming sound.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Lan's men were photographed and broken into numerous pieces.
Aside, Xiao Cui still didn't return to God.
Ming Changyan changed his hand to hold a knife, right in the middle of the Taiwei Temple. The fastest response came from Gorele.
Gorele's eyes were like a torch, looking at the life order in the hands of Ming Changyan, without any fear, he rushed straight up. As soon as Yu Shenjian saw someone to do something, she couldn't hold her back anymore.
Don't panic, the Ming feast directly split a boulder with the order of Cangsheng.
The boulder was split and fell on both sides of the trend, rolling right in front of Yu Shenjian and Gorele. Cangsheng makes iron cutting like mud, and natural stones are no problem. Gorele and Yu Shenjian hold each other because they saw Cang Sheng making the sword for the first time.
After the Ming Chang feast took charge of Cang Shengling, his whereabouts were strange. Either he had been pretending to die in Tianqing and refused to go down the mountain. In short, he is a soloist and very out of place, and has therefore been rejected by many schools in the Central Plains.
The owner of Cang Shengling refused to show up, and the mystery in Cang Shengling's eyes was even higher. No one has ever heard the legendary "Sorrow and Mountain Sadness" formula. When they faced the long feast at the Ming Dynasty, everyone left a trail for themselves, so there was no need for him to pull out a knife.
The long feast of the Ming Dynasty smiled slightly and was more than easy.
Yu Shenjian attacked from the left, and Ming Changyan sideways to avoid the attack. At the same time, Gorele came from the right, and the Ming Changyan suddenly drew Cangsheng's order in the back, and the other party stunned. At this time, the Ming Changyan unexpectedly changed the knife to a needle, and it was too late , Was pierced by four needles.
He acted stiffly, pulling the silver thread at the Ming feast, and Gorele immediately passed him and rushed to Yu Shenjian. Yu Shenjian was caught off guard by surprise. At the time of surprise, Ming Changyan had taken advantage of her back, patted her on the shoulder, and smiled.
"Hello, you can't get away with fighting with me."
Yu Shen simply said: "You!"
Before she finished speaking, suddenly, Yu Shenjian felt that his belt was loose. She lowered her head sharply, but saw that Gorele's waistband was loosening too. It was bright, the sky was bright, and Yu Shenjian was flushed. However, Gorele didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He didn't even know how to loosen his belt.
The feats and speed of Ming Changyan were so fast that they could not see clearly. Moreover, he was like a sly shadow, which often made them feel that they would catch him immediately, but a sword can only be emptied in the past. The higher the martial arts, the less obvious the gap. In principle, although their martial arts are not as good as the long feast of the Ming dynasty, their ability to reach this point indicates that at least their martial arts are among the top ten in the world.
However, now being suppressed by the Ming feast, there is no power to fight back, and it is even turned around. There is only one explanation for this situation, that is, the martial arts of the Ming Changyan were far higher than them.
Maybe the third and fourth martial arts in the world are similar, but the first in the world is not allowed. At the age of seventeen, at the age of seventeen, the Ming Dynasty feast could pull out the Cangsheng order, flattening Xiaoman Mountain with a knife, scaring the hearts of the people in all directions and daring to commit chaos for many years. It wasn't until the Long Banquet of the Ming Dynasty was killed by the Central Plains martial arts--that is, they were killed by their own people--that the Gentiles were about to move, no longer afraid of the order of life, and then formulated plans to prepare to attack the Central Plains.
Since he can achieve this level with his own strength, he can guess that his martial arts are unfathomable and can be called a Wizard of the World.
Both Geller and Yu Shenjian have only heard the name of the Ming Changyan, but have never had any conflicts with him, so when they rushed forward, they were extremely decisive. They only heard the rumors that, in addition to their high martial arts, the gentleman also liked to tease people.
As for how to tease people, Yu Shenjian already has the answer.
At this moment, the Ming feast has been far away from them. Her body was out of control for a long time and finally stopped, but her clothes were dressed upside down. Even more strange is that she is not wearing her own clothes. Yu Shenjian is a person from Baiguo. Baiguo's clothes are so high that her legs are slender and white as jade. But now, Yu Shenjian's body is clearly Dayue's men's clothing.
She looked up sharply, and when she looked forward, she saw that the thick-legged Gorele wore a very outdated skirt, the one that had been picked from her.
It turned out that the Ming banquet only played with them, and they reversed their clothes, hairstyles, and weapons.
Compared with Yu Shen's simple dress, Gorele is even more embarrassed. Not only was he wearing a skirt, his body was holding it up, and he was so stretched that it seemed to break, and he had a ghostly makeup on his face.
Ming Changyan laughed abdomen and laughed, leaning against the stone wall cozily.
"You don't need to be angry. My dressing skills are very strong. I have experience."
Goller yelled, "You! You bastard!"
He was eager to find revenge at the Ming Changyan, and thought angrily in his heart that if he had lost such a big man, he would not be able to solve the hatred of the corpse if he didn't throw him away.
Who knows, when he came up with this idea and was ready to take action, his body could not move.
Gorele was humiliated this time. Except for the laughter of the Ming feast, everyone watched the battlefield without anyone speaking.
The reason is without him. The practice of Ming Banquet is too familiar.
Whoever has met him face to face, who knows his old fault? When I meet my opponent, it ’s just a fight. It ’s because the young feast is full of fun, not only to fight, but also to make fun of others. The martial arts master has high martial arts skills, but his face is very thin, and he is very face-conscious. When he is banished by the Ming feast, he is furious.
Call back? Can't beat it.
Can only dumb to eat Coptis chinensis, secretly remembered in his heart, and later revenge!
Now, everyone feels familiar because it is one of them to see this man who suddenly pulls out the life order and dressed up as a gentleman to play the two masters together.
Secondly, this furious person will not pay for his life. Except for the Ming feast, there will never be a second person!
At this moment, all the people in the Central Plains martial arts came out of the same sentence on the viewing platform.
It's him!
Xiao Lan sat heavily on the stool.
"Ming Chang Yan! Absolutely Ming Chang! He's here? He's not dead! He's not dead!"
Xiao Cui swallowed, as if he could not accept the fact, he turned his head and stared at Xiao Lan.
The two stared at each other like this, no one could say a word.
They don't say that on the battlefield on the other side of the Central Plains, someone couldn't help shouting.
"He's not who the long feast is!"
"The Ming feast is not dead! There is no death at all!" One person opened his hands, his expression excited, and the body turned around: "I said he was not dead! No one believes me! You see it now!"
"Is this really him?"
"Not dead! He's not dead!"
This person danced, seemingly trying to confirm the fact that the Ming feast is still alive, or in other words, he strongly tried to prove that the man in black in Taiwei Temple was the Ming feast. He spoke spittingly, inciting the people around him.
He said that the evidence was solid, as if it were truth.
After listening, everyone took a breath. In fact, it is not difficult to understand why this person reacted so fiercely. Just now, the Aga tribe of the Gentiles somehow set off a firework. Even fireworks at night, even fireworks during the daytime is too strange! Obviously, this firework may not be for viewing, but for reminder.
What's the tip?
Just now, after the fireworks, the foreign soldiers who drew their swords and hidden in the battlefield had clearly told them-
rebel!
The Central Plains is now a paper tiger. If so many foreign forces unite and rebel at this time, the Central Plains will have no chance. However, just between this electro-optic flint, a sudden change took place on the stage, and Cang Sheng was ordered.
Who pulls the knife?
Because of this great change, on the battlefield, part of the ready-to-go foreign troops were also stunned. At this moment, some people in the Gentiles began to be indecisive. You look at me, I look at you, you just want to attack, and one foot has already stepped out of the viewing platform. Is it going to go back and continue sitting just like nothing? However, the actions of the Central Plains, including officials and officials, and even the Prime Minister, were in their eyes.
It was thought that the Central Plains had suffered a great deal of vitality and could not compete with other countries. But now it is learned that the Ming Long Banquet, which was slammed to death three years ago, might not have died. Maybe it was intentionally set by the Central Plains. trap? Leading these rebellious countries to hook, so carefully designed a lie up to three years.
So is the decline of the Central Plains in recent years a lie?
It can not be ruled out that the Central Plains first released the news of the death of the Ming Chang feast, so that the lives of the people were made unown, and then they dispelled their concerns, laid out a trap, and finally wiped them out today.
Thinking of this, the foreign forces did not dare to move.
What should they do if they move?
The Central Plains also seems to have figured this out. Originally, they were still doubting whether the people on the court were a long feast. In this way, everyone understood that the truth of the people on the court was not important, but at this moment, He must be a Ming feast.
Only he is the Ming Long Banquet, can prove that the Ming Long Banquet is not dead, and at the same time, deter the foreign nations and make them believe that the Central Plains is not as weak as imagined.
If there are still uncertain people, the last trace of doubt is also eliminated at this moment.
"It's the Ming feast!"
More and more voices came from above the battlefield of the Central Plains, and the morale rose in all directions.
Someone shouted: "Damn! A gentleman is afraid of a hammer here! Who else in the world deserves a life order better than him!"
"I said, what else do you choose! The master of Ren Cangsheng Ling has appeared!"
"That's right, I knew the Ming feast would not be so easy to die. Who is he? He is the best in the world!"
"Well said, look, who is here if he is here?"
The crowd seemed to have the confidence, and they usually did not like the martial arts of the bright long feast. At this moment, they began to praise him and appreciate him vigorously.
After all, the Ming Dynasty feast in the martial arts had a worse reputation, and did not do anything detrimental. The martial arts did not get used to him. It was because he was bullying people all the time, and it was because young people became famous and jealous. However, after his death, Wulin in Central Plains was not as good as he was. Unfortunately, when they were there, they said that they suppressed Wulin and violently suppressed them. Later, when the Ming Dynasty feast died, some people regretted him and said that they were jealous. Now he is needed, and he is pushed to the altar again, and placed on a high place. No one has ever asked him whether he is willing or unwilling. Anyway, no matter what he says, he must resist the task of the world.
Xiao Cui looked to Xiu Linglong and waited for it, ready to see how Xiu Linglong handled this matter. Xiao Lan didn't move. After the commentary of the two big voices ceased, the shout of Taiwei Temple was not half quiet, but was more noisy.
The foreign army that pulled the sword is now facing difficulties.
And the wooden figure of the little prince of Aga who just sent the signal, remained motionless on the seat, and did not want to rebel with them at all.
When facing each other, in the Taiwei Temple, Lian Su suddenly got up from the ground and patted the dust on the clothes.
Everyone was more surprised to see this scene.
Lian Su? What happened to him, the person who spit on the ground and spit on the ground as soon as he opened it got up!
This time, no one dared to move. In this way, everyone's speculation is more confirmed-Zhongyuan is simply a pig and a tiger! It was actually installed for three years.
There are many people who believe, but so do those who don't. These people haven't looked back, they have already been seen in the Central Plains. It is certainly not good food to shrink back like this, it is better to die hard.
At this moment, after the Ming feast caused several people to lose to him, no one came to challenge him.
He stared at a certain place on the battlefield, as if waiting for something.
"fake!"
Finally, Xiati, the lord of the Great Moon, clenched his hands to the railings, his eyes flushed, bloodshot, and his face was very embarrassed. He shouted a few more times at the court.
Xia Ti shouted so loudly that it immediately caught the eyes of many people. Everyone just said that he was successful, and before the results began, after a complete defeat, his emotions became out of control and he made no sense of trouble. After all, how could a foreign landlord know the life and death of a man in the Central Plains?
"Impossible! Fake! Absolutely fake! He died long ago!"
Xia Ti leaned forward and tried to pull out the railing. His tone was very affirmative, as if he had killed the Ming Changyan himself.
A distant distance, Ming Changyan's indifferent eyes hit him through the veil, his eyes were slightly red, and his hands were clenched into fists.
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