Chapter 1111： Mark of the Heir

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! …

The masters of Huangquan Palace quickly descended to the place where Xu Ming and the little girl were fighting.

"Huh? Who is that person? How did he get into a fight with Xuan Ling?"

"I do not know!"

"Look! This person's cultivation level is only 10th grade Yinyue, which is a big difference from Xuan Ling, and he can still confront Xuan Ling head-on, and he is only slightly disadvantaged!"

"This is impossible! Xuan Ling's body is a special divine beast; not to mention that it is a big difference from her, even among the same level, there are few people who can confront her head-on! - I guess, I don't know where this is. The person who came out should be hiding his cultivation!"

"Then his ability to hide his cultivation is really superb! Even I can't see the slightest flaw!"

"It's just some small tricks for carving insects!"

…

The masters of Huangquan Hall did not know why Xu Ming and Xuan Ling were fighting. However, they were not in a hurry to know, and they all gathered around to watch the excitement.

While watching, he also pointed fingers.

"This stranger has almost no fighting skills! Like Xuan Ling, he only knows how to use brute force!"

"This kind of idiot with brute force, it's best to deal with it!"

The experts in Huangquan Hall looked down on Xu Ming and Xuan Ling. Because in their opinion, Xu Ming, like Xuan Ling, can only use brute force, but has no fighting skills.

only…

How do these stupid onlookers know? - Xu Ming is not without combat skills; on the contrary, his combat skills are probably higher than that of every master present! Xu Ming just wanted to fight for a breath, so he insisted on confronting Xuan Ling head-on.

boom! boom! boom! boom! …

The collision between Xu Ming and Xuan Ling did not stop at all because of the arrival of these onlookers. On the contrary, it is getting stronger and stronger!

Both sides have the same idea in their hearts - I don't believe that I can't kill you!

…

call out!

I don't know when, a figure in white clothes with arrogance and arrogance also came to the vicinity of the battlefield.

"Young Master Mo!"

"Young Master Mo!"

Many masters of conferring kings greeted each other one after another.

As for those **** emperors, at most they just nodded slightly with Young Master Mo, and many of them didn't even look at Young Master Mo. After all, Young Master Mo's identity is not much noble in Huangquan Hall; , there is no need to give him much face.

"Huh?" Young Master Mo looked at the battlefield curiously, and then his eyes widened.

"Xu Ming!!" Young Master Mo shouted violently, "How dare you come to our Huangquan Palace!?"

Many experts couldn't help but look at Young Master Mo and Xu Ming - they could see that there seemed to be some contradictions between the two sides.

"Why can't I come?" Xu Ming forced Xuan Ling back, stopped fighting, and then looked at Young Master Mo with a half-smiling smile.

"You..." Young Master Mo was self-aware and knew that he was not Xu Ming's opponent, so he didn't dare to step forward. Instead, he cupped his hands around him and said, "Elders and generals, I have a grudge with this Xu Ming! And now, he has He sneaked into our Huangquan Hall - please help the elders and generals to capture him, thank you very much!"

Sneaking in?

Xu Ming smiled: "There is a phantom killing formation guarding the periphery of your Huangquan Hall, who can sneak in sneakily?"

Young Master Mo was startled and asked again, "Then what are you doing in our Huangquan Hall?"

"What to do?" Xu Ming smiled, "It doesn't seem like I need to explain it to you, right?"

"Humph! Don't tell me?" Young Master Mo was particularly arrogant because he was now in Huangquan Palace, his own territory, "I think you are guilty of being a thief, right?"

"Ha!" Xu Ming smiled, "Then come here, I will tell you secretly what I am here for!"

"Oh?" Young Master Mo was not afraid because he was in his own territory, and actually walked over.

"I'm here..." Xu Ming said in a low voice.

Young Master Mo couldn't help but put his ears close.

"I'm here to..."

Snapped! !

A loud slap was printed directly on Mo Gongzi's face, sending him flying.

"You..." Young Master Mo couldn't help but feel furious when he felt the red palm print on his face.

Xu Ming laughed loudly and said, "I came to Huangquan Palace to smoke you! Hahahaha..."

"Looking for death!" Young Master Mo roared angrily, "Elders. General, please help me capture this man! After my father leaves the customs, I will definitely be grateful!"

Perhaps it was Young Master Mo's promise of heavy thanks that moved some experts.

A burly master with a height of ten feet stood up and shouted: "Outsiders! You dare to be arrogant here, you are too ignorant of our Huangquan Hall, right?"

A gloomy master also said coldly, "I just don't know how to live or die!"

Immediately, five or six **** emperors stood up, ready to capture Xu Ming.

"Outsiders?" Xu Ming laughed, "I'm not an outsider! - My identity is actually the direct successor of the general!"

The direct successor of the general?

The masters present, many of whom are generals of the Huangquan Temple, naturally understand what "personal successor" means! This status means that you can directly inherit the position of general!

Therefore, Xu Ming said that he is not an outsider, and he is not wrong!

"Cousin!" At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly sounded - it turned out that Qian Yishang, who had been knocked unconscious before, suddenly got up from the ground.

"Huh!?" Young Master Mo was startled, "Xiao Shang, why is your face like this..."

"Cousin! It's Xu Ming who picked it up! Quickly avenge me!" Qian Yishang cried out mournfully.

Snapped!

Xu Ming thought he was too noisy, so he gave him a slap, and once again sent the poor Qian Yishang away, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"You..." Young Master Mo looked at Xu Ming fiercely. Although this slap was slapped on Qian Yishang's face, Young Master Mo felt that it was not much different from being slapped on his own face!

After all, Qian Yishang had just opened his mouth to ask his son Mo for help, when Xu Ming slapped Qian Yishang over! —Isn’t that just hitting Qian Yishang in the face?

But then, a scene that surprised Xu Ming appeared! Suddenly, dozens of experts stood up and surrounded him.

"Huh?" Xu Ming couldn't help but wonder - wasn't there only five or six masters who were ready to attack me just now? Why did so many masters appear all of a sudden?

"Could it be that because I turned over Qian Yishang and made them feel that I was too arrogant, so they wanted to press me?" Xu Ming secretly said At this time, the little girl Xuan Ling suddenly secretly transmitted a voice To Xu Ming: "Quickly find a way to escape!"

"Escape?" Xu Ming became more and more puzzled.

Xuan Ling continued his voice transmission and said: "They know that you are the direct successor of the general, so they all want to kill you in order to get the 'successor's mark' on you! - As long as you get the successor's mark on your body, you can make any One person, inherit the position of general!"

"That's actually the case!?" Xu Ming was surprised. At the same time, I also understand that having the imprint of the successor on my body is equivalent to a "crime of embracing jade"!

However, in Xu Ming's opinion, even if they really had the ability to kill him, they would never get the heir mark on him! After all, what is standing here now is just an ancient cultivator clone of himself; the imprint of the successor will naturally not explode because of the death of a clone.

"Want to kill me for treasure?"

Xu Ming looked around with a killing intent. He really did not expect that the masters of Huangquan Palace would treat the general's direct successor with such a greedy attitude.