Chapter 627: wooden club

"No, Sister Murong. Now that Master Huang Liang is a master of gas refining." A disciple of the idol gate questioned.
"Brother Bai, don't worry, the story hasn't finished yet." The senior sister in Tianxianggu smiled. "In that inner door contest, Brother Huang Liang displayed his sword and slammed the entire Qingwei gate, so he was cleared. The elder of Weimen, the Oriental Elder, saw him and accepted him as a disciple.
Dongfang Teana is a famous master of kendo. His kendo practice is unfathomable. I heard that he has reached the level of sword heart.
Later, after being trained by Oriental seniors for more than a month, his practice not only reached the Eighth Level of Qi Refining, but also the kendo practice has made rapid progress, thus becoming an amazing and losing streak on the ring today. The top three of the inner door made the bear invincible and did not dare to face it! "
"It's incredible! Brother Shi Huang has such strength in just six months, that day's endowment is too terrible!" Bai Songming of the Shenxiang Gate sighed.
"Yeah, wait for Master Huang to come, you must ask him how he cultivates!" Another emperor of Tianxianggu chuckled.
Suddenly, Bo Songming looked a little dignified: "Brother Huang is now refining gas, and his strength is so powerful. When he reaches the level of gas refining, he may have to rise one level. I do n’t know if he can break gas refining Defeat the myth of the Grand Master and fight against the Grand Master. "
Mu Rongxi of Tianxiang Valley thought about it: "It may not be possible. I watched this morning ’s battle in Taiwan. Brother Huang ’s soul assassination was almost unpredictable. According to him, only one layer of power was used. This makes Ouyang Cheng lose his combat power. If he exerts his strength, he may hurt the guru! "
"It may not be that he exaggerates and wants to elevate himself!"
Seeing everyone admiring Huang Liang so much, Wu Lang finally couldn't bear it, and said sarcastically.
As soon as this remark was made, the atmosphere inside the box suddenly stopped.
Immediately, Shen Tuwaner looked at him dissatisfied and said, "Brother Wu, Brother Huang is definitely not the kind of exaggerated person, I believe him!"
Hearing Shen Tuwan'er's disregard for the face of his brother, Wu Lang was even more uncomfortable, so he sneered, "Empty mouth and white teeth, not just let him say what he says."
"Brother Wu, you are not allowed to discredit Brother Huang." Shen Tuwan'er was frowning slightly, but she was a little angry.
"Well, there is no need to argue about this matter, it would be better to wait for Master Huang to come, we will know if we ask it!" Murongxi smiled.
Just then, there was a sound of footsteps outside the box.
Everyone was in a stunned expression, knowing that it was most likely that Meng Tianyu invited Huang Liang and others to come.
And Shen Tuwaner grabbed her corner of clothing a little nervous, staring at the door of the box tightly.
next moment.
The box door was pushed open.
"Brother Huang, Brother Yin, and sister Xie Xie invited in."
The four of them entered one after another.
As the shadow of the so-called person's famous tree, after Murongxi's science popularization, except Wu Lang, the people here did not dare to look down on Song Kun, and stood up one by one, but Wu Lang did not stand up and looked particularly eye-catching.
Seeing this, Song Yan's face showed a mild smile, and he fisted to the crowd: "Huang Liang has seen all the older brothers and sisters, and the younger brother is late, so please blame me!"
"I've seen you brothers and sisters at Xiaqing Weimen Yin Zhengyang."
"Gu Xie Huayu has seen you all."
Seeing that the three of Song Yong were so polite, these young disciples became extremely enthusiastic, except of course Wu Lang.
"Brother Huang, Brother Yin, and sister Xie, thank you, I'm Murongxi from Tianxiang Valley."
"Sister Murong."
"I'm Bo Songming from the Gate of the Idol ...!"
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After a brief introduction, the two sides became more familiar with each other.
When seated, Shen Tuwaner offered an invitation to Song Yan: "Brother Huang, please sit by my side, I have some questions to ask you."
"it is good."
Song Zheng nodded with a smile, came to sit next to Shen Tuwan'er, but found that the young girl who had a strong temperament seemed to be nervous and excited, and her eyes were faintly hot, as if she was a fan of stars Like.
"Brother Yin, I still have a seat here. It's better to come to me." Mu Rongxi also invited Yin Zhengyang.
"Okay!"
Yin Zhengyang walked down generously.
"Thank you, sister, if you don't hate, you might as well sit here." Bai Songming also sent an invitation to Gu Xiehuayu.
"no need!"
Gu Xie Huayu faintly responded to the sentence, went straight to Song Yan and sat down.
Bo Songming smiled slightly, and then laughed at himself: "I don't seem to have enough charm!"
Suddenly, everyone laughed.
Everyone is young and coupled with each other's identity, the wine table quickly became lively.
There was only one person who seemed to be out of touch with the others, drinking drunkenness, especially when seeing Shen Tuwan'er talking with Song Yan intimately, his eyes seemed to spit fire.
"Brother Huang, I heard that your soul was assassinated very much. With only one layer of skill, Ouyang Cheng has no resistance. I don't know if I can get a second or two!"
Wu Lang suddenly stood up, staring at Song Yan coldly, his voice full of provocation.
"I just talk about it, it's not true!" Song Yan smiled.
As soon as he entered the box, he found that the man looked at him with a less friendly look.
Hearing Song Yan's words, Wu Lang couldn't help but feel a joy in his heart, and his voice could not help raising it a bit, proudly saying, "Hey, it really is a fool!"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone's face changed slightly, and many people even scolded Wu Lang for being stupid. That was the humble word of others. You actually said it was true, it was just a mallet.
"boom!"
"What do you say!"
Song Zheng hasn't spoken yet, but Yin Zhengyang can't help but shoot up, staring at Wu Lang with a bad look.
"What? Am I wrong? This is what he acknowledged!" Wu Lang sneered with a sneer.
"You haven't asked me how to call this brother?" Song Yan also slowly stood up and looked at Wu Lang with a smile.
"My name is Wu Lang, a disciple of Sword House!"
"It was Brother Wu. Fortunately, fortunately, did we know each other before?"
"do not know!"
"Then we have revenge?"
Wu Lang hesitated, "No!"
Song Yan's face suddenly sank: "Since we didn't know each other before, and we didn't have any resentment, why is Brother Wu so? Is it because I look so handsome, and you can't help but be jealous?"
"Nonsense, who would be jealous of you!" Wu Lang flushed.
"Since Brother Wu is not jealous of me, it seems that this is a misunderstanding. How about we drink this cup?" Song Yong raised his glass and smiled again.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but applaud Song Kun for a while, this ability to respond was too strong.
"Alcohol can drink, but I want to challenge you!"
Suddenly, Wu Lang's eyes burst into a sharp war.
As soon as this remark came out, everyone felt that Wu Lang was overwhelmed. You, a person who did not even cultivate, wanted to challenge Brother Huang.
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