Chapter 158: I want it all

Yun Zhonghe gritted his teeth and could see that this sword meteor array made him very difficult to support.
Now if you have to barely stand up, Yunzhonghe can do it too.
Just looking at the state of the female painter again, Yun Zhonghe knew that he had no chance to defeat her at all.
He finally lowered his head, and there was no more sullen air on his face.
"Yunzhonghe is defeated!"
"Isn't he An, the chief disciple of the Sword Sect at Yaoshan?"
At the lost wall, people exclaimed.
Nan Lingsha's paintings can't be seen clearly by people standing in the distance.
So many people don't even know how a powerful sword master like Yun Zhonghe was defeated.
On the tower, Wu Feng of the Sword Sect of Yaoshan touched his chin and fell into a brief contemplation...
Only Yun Zhonghe participated in the competition this time. Yun Zhonghe was killed by himself and was eliminated. Wouldn't they have lost a lot of money?
...
Before long, Yunzhonghe left the organ city.
He walked along the mysterious wall and walked towards the position of the tower.
There are many people around, pointing to him, and many of them should be practitioners.
But Yun Zhonghe still had the previous battle scene in his mind.
He wanted to know, if he didn't care, what chance would he have? ?
"Uncle Wu Feng, the disciple has put Yaoshan Jianzong ashamed." Yun Zhonghe said ashamed when he reached the tower and saw Wu Feng.
"It's okay." Wu Feng patted Yun Zhonghe on the shoulder, and then said, "Everyone in the imperial capital knows that Zhu Minglang is the face of our sword sect."
Yunzhonghe couldn't laugh or cry.
Before, Yunzhonghe just wanted to defeat Zhu Minglang once.
Now this goal has changed, how to beat the woman next to him.
"I'll think about it behind closed doors." Yun Zhonghe whispered.
"Just think about it behind closed doors. This kind of thing won't bring any benefit to our sword sect in the mountains. You should be punished to some small countries to transport the national objects. You can sharpen it and look at the wider world." Wu Feng said.
"Yes!" Yun Zhonghe said, his eyes already involuntarily looking towards the organ city.
In the organ city, Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha, and Qin Yang are walking towards a larger stone hill.
It seems that they have obtained enough treasures, and they lighted the beacon smoke bamboo tube.
Fengyan is purple, which shows that they have purple-level treasures in their hands.
The emperor hopes that this competition will be more enjoyable.
The brocade boxes they arranged in the Institution City were marked with colors.
The beacon bamboo tubes given to every disciple entering the city are also distinguished by color.
From white to blue, from blue to purple, and finally purple, there are five grades.
What color of the brocade box you get, you need to use the corresponding colored beacon bamboo tube to inform the air patrol referee.
And the referee will only take away the treasures of the corresponding color, instead of taking away the treasures you got.
The purpose of this is simple.
It is to increase the fighting among all the disciples.
Especially for good things, if you want to recognize the Lord in advance, you must light a darker colored beacon bamboo tube, and at the same time will inform all the surrounding disciples that there is a high-level brocade box!
"Purple, fuchsia?" Yun Zhonghe asked in surprise.
Zhu Minglang, over there, soon ignited the most advanced purple-red beacon smoke again!
Like the mine land lease that Yunzhonghe had just obtained, it was probably only the third-level brocade box.
So the beacon he ignited was blue.
And Zhu Minglang first ignited the fourth level of purple, and then ignited the fifth level of purple beacon smoke!
How many treasures does this guy have?
How did he get these top brocade boxes in such a short time!
...
The competition has been going on for some time.
There are indeed many wisps of beacon smoke appearing in many places in the organ city.
It's just that the most eye-catching thing in the city is definitely the purple and fuchsia beacon smoke, which even the people and cultivators on the fascinated wall can see.
"A lot of people are leaning towards the purple and purple beacon smoke, they all want to compete for the brocade box!"
"This is the first time I have seen the purple-red beacon smoke. I believe that many people with high self-reliance and strength are not willing to miss this treasure."
For a while, the attention of the people on the fascinating walls and the towers all fell on the purple-red beacon smoke.
The referee on patrol also saw the purple-red beacon smoke. One of the referees with long brown hair flew there, his arms spread out, like a wild goose, obviously a mortal.
The referee arrived at the big stone hill very early. He glanced at the beacon smoke and then at the person who lit the beacon smoke.
"You can give me the purple and fuchsia brocade box now, but you need to deal with all the threats around you before they belong to you." The brown-haired godly mortal said.
Zhu Minglang smiled and said to the referee with a unique hairstyle: "I don't have a fuchsia brocade box."
"Neither, why do you light a beacon!" the brown-haired referee frowned.
"Maybe they have it on them." The smile on Zhu Minglang's face became more brilliant.
The brown referee looked around and found that seven or eight people had appeared near the stone hill. They obviously wanted the purple-red brocade box in Zhu Minglang's hands.
Soon, the referee understood what the young man was doing!
Use beacon smoke to attract people!
The purple-red beacon smoke is the most advanced.
Those who dare to come over to fight are basically some outstanding disciples of the major forces.
Since they have been in the Organ City for so long, they must have gained a lot.
Gather them.
Catch it all!
The few land deeds that Zhu Minglang had in his hand did not reach the level of purple-red.
Considering to look for them one by one, or to follow other people’s beacon smoke, it would be better to light one of the most eye-catching beacon fires and deceive all the people nearby...
"Everyone~EbookFREE.me~ I wish Minglang all the brocade boxes on you!" Zhu Minglang looked at those greedy disciples who had already planned to do it, and said in a loud voice, arrogantly.
All the disciples who arrived at Dashigang were dumbfounded.
They are here to rob, how come they were robbed!
The most important thing is that there are only three of them, so why rob them?
"Bai Qi, Hei Fang, Qing Zhuo, solve them!" Zhu Minglang's three pets have been summoned.
Bingchen Bailong groaned in the air.
In the air, ice curtains fell down, trapping the disciples who were still waiting in the big stone hills.
In addition, a series of ink walls rose up inexplicably, like an ancient dragon, surrounded by a huge outline!
Some disciples who saw there was no purple brocade box here wanted to evacuate, but were immediately locked in this dragon wall!