Chapter 156： Sword-point provocation

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When getting some expensive treasures.

Burning a beacon is the clearest choice and the least wise.

This beacon smoke not only informs the referees in the organ city, but also informs everyone within a radius of several kilometers.

Not everyone has a good product on hand.

There is even a group of people, they are not in a hurry to find the treasures scattered in this organ city, but quietly waiting for those who ignite the flames.

All items can be robbed before being handed over to the referee.

Such an arrangement was also intentional by the emperor. At any rate, it was a feast for the disciples of the major forces to compete and duel. How could it be turned into a game of treasure hunting?

You have to fight, you have to fight, you have to fight, so that it won't be wasted for the citizens of the imperial capital to run to the puzzle wall early in the morning to occupy a good position.

The beacon smoke billows, as long as people who have nothing to gain, they will subconsciously take a look.

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There has already been a group of dragons and beasts in Luanshigang, they are facing each other.

There are also some mortal beings who stand on the shoulders, backs, and heads of dragon beasts, with cold expressions and strong hostility in their eyes.

"Yunzhonghe is the chief disciple of the Sword Sect in the Yaoshan Mountain." Qin Yang looked at a man in blue robes and tied hair, and said with some surprise.

The blue-clothed man with hair was alone. He was standing in the rocky hills. It seemed that he was the one who ignited the beacon, but he was already surrounded by a group of people who controlled dragons and beasts and had gods and mortals.

There are about five or six dragon shepherds.

There are also seven or eight gods.

There are many dragons and beasts, and several of them have reached the main level.

Some of them are already discussing how to divide the treasures of the man with the blue hair and hair, but the man with the hair has no intention of running away. He stands under the beacon smoke of the rocky hills.

"Yaoshan Jianzong?" Nan Lingsha looked at Yunzhonghe, and said after a moment, "This person is much better than Zimengzhu."

"The son should be familiar with him," Qin Yang said.

"In general, this person is conceited and bored all over." Zhu Minglang curled his lips.

As soon as the voice fell, Yun Zhonghe, who was **** in blue clothes, made a move. He kept his right hand behind his back. When he took it out, a bright blue sword suddenly dangled with a scorching halo!

The scorching sun was shining, and the halo of the sword made it difficult for those dragon shepherds and gods to open their eyes.

At this moment, Yun Zhonghe's figure turned into several words, as if there were three people holding swords, and they were killing those dragons and beasts at the same time!

His body is very fancy, you can see the afterimages and sword marks, and will stay in the air for a short time, but those are things that happened a few seconds ago. His real sword has already pierced the thick of the dragon beast. A!

The besieging Yunzhonghe was obviously a group of clan children. They knew each other and were in company. Seeing that there was only one person in Yunzhonghe, they felt malicious in their hearts.

Unfortunately, they seem to have chosen the wrong opponent for the robbery.

This Yunzhonghe was stronger than these people by more than one grade. Facing a group of dragons and beasts and gods and mortals whose strength had reached the main level, he seemed to be walking in a leisurely manner.

His sword is very gorgeous.

Even the people on the tower or the fascinating wall can see his sword light and blade shadow.

As the group of clan disciples were hit hard one by one, the people on the fascinated wall were amazed.

Who is this man in blue? One person can fight a group!

You must know that the third round is basically the best of the various forces, which is completely different from the previous rounds of sea elections!

"It seems to belong to the Huangmen and Qi people. I saw them using some special dragons and beasts to gather together a long time ago." On the puzzle wall, someone had already recognized the group of dragon shepherds and gods.

"Blue-clothed swordsman, wouldn't it be the Yunzhonghe of the Sword Sect of Yaoshan?"

"I heard that there is only one person from the Jianzong Yaoshan who participated in the competition this year. It is Yunzhonghe."

"This Yunzhonghe is too strong, right? Huangmen and Qi people are like children in front of him, and those fierce looking dragons and beasts are more like chickens and dogs!"

Where there are flames, it is particularly easy to attract people's attention.

The scene of Yunzhonghe fighting the Huangmen and all the disciples of the Qi clan alone has amazed many people in the imperial capital and made many gods and mortals ashamed!

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Ranshigang, Yunzhonghe still stands near Fengyan.

He raised the brocade box in his hand and handed the mine land deed he had just obtained to the referee who came to receive it.

A piece of dragon beast fell around the chaotic stone hill. Although the dragon herders were not injured, the fear on their faces had completely lost their will to fight!

"The mob." Yun Zhonghe put away the blue sword in his hand with a bit of disdain.

The children of Huangmen and Qi were flushed, and they would never have thought that so many people would have left a skin trauma to others. Those dragons and beasts that had spent a lot of energy on raising them were even more in front of him. Extremely clumsy.

Is this the strength of the sword sect of Yaoshan? ?

It is too terrible!

"Wait a minute." Suddenly, Yun Zhonghe seemed to notice something and took back the brocade box that was originally to be handed over to the referee.

The referee was puzzled.

Obviously handed it to myself, this thing belongs to the Sword Sect of the Yaoshan Mountain, and belongs to him Yunzhonghe. Why did it take it back at this time?

"Do you want to solve all the threats around you, this thing is mine?" Yun Zhonghe asked the referee.

"Within a hundred meters, no one can fight again." The referee nodded.

"Oh..." Yun Zhonghe nodded, but walked in one direction with the brocade box in his hand.

People are extremely puzzled on the lost wall.

Including the elder sword master of the Sword Sect on the tower, he frowned, not knowing what his disciple was doing.

Yunzhonghe's pace is getting faster and faster, seemingly walking flat, but faster than some horses galloping.

He arrived at the foot of the chaotic hill and walked towards Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha and Qin Yang.

Almost before Zhu Minglang was in front of Zhu Minglang, Yun Zhonghe raised his head and said to the judge riding the blue dragon: "Now, within 100 meters of me, there is still a threat."

The referees opened their mouths wide and didn't understand the mind of this Jianzong disciple.

And the wall is boiling.

How self-confident this disciple of the Sword Sect of Mount Yao had to be.

Just handed over the mine land deed to the referee, isn't it worth making tens of thousands in vain every month?

Some practitioners on the fascinating wall, as well as those Huangmen and Qi disciples who hadn't slowed down, were all crying!

"Little Master, don't come here without any problems." Yun Zhonghe lowered the sword in his hand, and then paid a very perfunctory salute to Zhu Minglang, his smile gradually brightened.

"Not bad." Zhu Minglang said.

"This mine is worth a lot. Little Master should also want to fight for it, but due to the relationship between Zhumen and the Sword Sect of Yaoshan, it is not easy to shoot... In fact, I really want to give it to you, but I don't know you. Do you have that ability now? I wish you a bright future!" Yun Zhonghe's eyes were full of provocation after he finished his salute!

Salute is just a rule.

But the appearance of Yunzhonghe didn't seem to be a greeting at all.

He also had a sword in his hand, and his eyes were a bit of joking and mocking!

Seniority.

Zhu Minglang is higher than Yunzhonghe.

But Zhu Minglang was about the same age as Yun Zhonghe, and there were too many elders who compared them when he was in the Sword Sect of Yaoshan.

"Are you looking for something?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"What's the matter? Not long ago, I heard from the Jianzong people say that you have returned to the mountain, like a merchandiser who collects scraps, and took away the abandoned swords from the abandoned sword forest." Yun Zhonghe continued.

"Actually, when you are not mentally disabled, you still have the same look." Zhu Minglang sighed.

"Hmph, I can give you this mine contract, but do you dare to take it!" Yun Zhonghe said, taking the contract from the brocade box.

The deed was handed to Zhu Minglang, which seemed to be a friendly gift, but Yun Zhonghe did not hand it with his hands, but with a sword!

The deed book on kraft paper stood still at the front end of the back of Yunzhonghe's sword.

The deed is in front of Zhu Minglang.

But the tip of the sword also pointed to Zhu Minglang.

"Yun Zhonghe, what do you mean? If you are arrogant and unwilling to help the young man win, go your own way, why point the sword at the young man!" Qin Yang said angrily.

"I haven't moved the sword. If he wants to take it, he can just stretch out his hand directly. How can I stab the tip of the sword at an unarmed person?" Yun Zhonghe laughed, and his smile looked even stranger.

I wish Minglang will not reach out.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the premature exposure of the sword spirit dragon, Zhu Minglang would have smeared his face with a sword, let him know that his little uncle will always be his little uncle!

In fact, when I saw a beacon on the river in the cloud.

Zhu Minglang thought of an interesting way to gather a lot of treasures in a short time.

So he just planned to leave and implement this method.

I didn't know that Yunzhonghe had already walked up.

Zhu Minglang dislikes Yunzhonghe.

It's not that he has any unresolvable hatred, but this guy has always wanted to win himself once.

Probably saw that he became a dragon shepherd.

He hasn't beaten himself in swordsmanship in his entire life, so he will be so angry and do such a brain-dead behavior.

But everyone pointed their swords in front of them.

No matter how forbearance it is, it is not that he wished bright!

People in the entire imperial capital now think they can't hold a sword anymore.

But the existence of Jian Linglong is his biggest arrogant capital now!

"I haven't taken care of you for many years, do you think you can do it again, Yunzhonghe?" Zhu Minglang stretched out his palm The sword pattern spread out little by little on his palm.

Just when Zhu Minglang was about to call out the sword spirit dragon, a hand that was as gentle as jade was pressed on Zhu Minglang's wrist.

It's Nan Lingsha.

She shook her head towards herself.

"God and ordinary, leave it to me." Nan Lingsha pressed Zhu Minglang's sword-calling behavior back, and whispered.

Zhu Minglang looked at her.

She didn't know if she wanted to fight against the strongest disciple of the Sword Sect of Mount Yao, or she just didn't want to reveal her strength in front of the tomb of the Ninth Army.

"Good." Zhu Minglang nodded.

"I only learned about the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect of Yaoshan not long ago." Nan Lingsha took a few steps forward and took down the deed on the back of the sword, and said lightly.

"It seems very general."