Chapter 1016： Meng Bingci

The long-robed swordsman uttered these words very loudly.

This also attracted people around, who were muttering to the side, asking each other what happened.

"Is this a disciple who has no respect and has annoyed Elder Cheng. Elder Cheng is going to teach this kid by himself!" said an obese man gleefully, holding a long broom in his hand. .

Several gorgeously dressed women in palace costumes walked over slowly. They looked at Zhu Minglang with some curiosity, and asked the fat disciple who was holding a broom, "What happened?"

"It seems to be this kid from nowhere, a very arrogant and provocative member of the Sagong clan. The attacker is still very vicious. If the elders can't stand it, they have to teach this kid." The obese disciple said.

"Then he is suffering." The women in palace costumes all laughed, and stood aside to watch the excitement.

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There are more and more people. After all, Sikongcheng is a sword god, and all the sword masters practicing here naturally want to observe his superb swordsmanship.

Si Kongcheng frowned.

In fact, he didn't want this matter to be a big deal. After all, a teacher like him shot a young man who was obviously a junior. It was disgraceful, and it would not be good to spread it out.

Therefore, Sikongcheng intends to make a quick decision.

Sikong Cheng glanced at Sikongbin, who was being helped aside, with blood still flowing slowly from his chest.

"Even if your cultivation base is higher than him, you shouldn't be bullied like this. I will let you taste the taste of your chest being slashed. I hope you can remember it for a long time!" Sikongcheng said, on both sides of him. Four long swords of different colors have emerged.

Sikongcheng chose a blue ancient sword at will, and then slowly accumulates his energy!

"Huh!!!"

Sikong Cheng suddenly shot, a sharp blue sword wave seemed to tear the space in half, and cut it towards Zhu Minglang's chest at a very fast speed.

Zhu Minglang lifted the sword with his backhand, and also drawn a moon arc Jianhong. The dark red Jianhong was like a scarlet moon, swift and powerful. It directly shattered Sikongcheng’s blue sword wave and continued to move towards Sikongcheng. Fly away.

Sikong was shocked and hurriedly raised his sword to parry.

"clang!!!!"

Si Kongcheng slid backward for a long distance, and the soles of his shoes were almost worn out.

He glanced at the blue ancient sword in his hand with some surprise. The ancient sword was actually full of cracks. Following Sikongcheng's slight movement, the blue ancient sword shattered in an instant, turning into hundreds of broken iron pieces. To the ground!

"Don't you want to admonish me, come, take another sword." Zhu Minglang said.

With that said, Zhu Minglang walked forward slowly, and during the slow process, he also slowly raised his hand. As soon as he raised his hand, Chiyue Jianhong was formed, blowing towards Sikongcheng with a gust of wind.

Sikongcheng dodged in a panic. He hurriedly called out three other swords and selected the toughest white ancient sword.

"clang!!!"

Parried again with the white ancient sword. This time the white ancient sword in his hand flew out directly. After the white ancient sword was released, it spun extremely fast, and finally stabbed into an uninhabited mountain. The peak was cut directly. broken!

Si Kongcheng's face turned pale, he changed his sword again and chose the Hantan sword.

The Hantan sword danced, and you could see a piece of cold water lingering around Sikongcheng, forming a series of water blooms like curtain waterfalls, completely protecting Sikongcheng inside.

At this time, Zhu Minglang was still walking forward. He once again raised his hand, Zongyue Chihong attacked, easily tore open the curtain of the cold pool, and broke open the chest of Sikongcheng's robe, revealing Sikongcheng. A lot of miscellaneous chests.

"Old miscellaneous hair, do you still pretend?" Zhu Minglang asked with a smile.

"You...who are you!" Si Kongcheng realized that something was wrong. The boy in front of him was obviously not the kind of self-taught sanxian. He was a god-level swordsman, and he had no power to fight against such a junior.

What is even more annoying is that when the opponent is fighting, it is like a teacher and father teaching his disciples and grandchildren with wicker, which makes Sikongcheng even more faceless. After all, there are more and more people around!

The fat disciple with the broom could not close his chin.

Several women in palace costumes also stared at Zhu Minglang in disbelief.

A casual cultivator who didn't know where he came from, a few random swords could make their elder sword master so embarrassed? ?

"You don't want to be mad, how can you be arrogant in my Yuheng Star Palace!" Sikong Cheng was furious, and he finally drew out the last sword. This time he was not confronting the sword in the air, but stepping forward!

Sikong Cheng was very fast, like a gust of wind.

Zhu Minglang stood there, quietly waiting for his approach.

Draw the sword!

No trace!

"Huh!!"

There was a brief linear distortion in the space, and then I saw Si Kongcheng who was about to smash there. No matter how hard Sikongcheng was, he couldn't cut the sword in his hand anymore. He felt his whole body. All of his power poured out in an instant, flowing with the blood from this sword mark wound on his chest!

Finally, he slowly fell down, his whole person leaning back, blood flowing from his chest.

He widened his eyes and looked up at Zhu Minglang in disbelief. When people are standing, they often can’t feel the horror of a person. Only when the opponent is knocked down to the ground, he looks up at the other person on the ground. Only when Zhang Lengjun's disdainful face really realizes that the gap between himself and his opponent is in his current situation, the opponent can step on his cheeks and ravage him as long as he lifts his foot a little!

The female sword repairer who was treating Si Kongbin's wound was also a little dumbfounded.

The wound here has not been bandaged, why the elder sword master has also fallen, and the injuries are exactly the same, how can she be able to cope with it as a woman!

"It's too much, it's too much, this guy is here to pick things up, actually hurting our instructor of today's sword training platform like this!" a sword repair disciple said indignantly.

Every day, there will be an elder sword master here to supervise the sword training platform, supervising all the star palace disciples to practice swords, and will also teach them some swordsmanship.

And those who are qualified to patrol and supervise in this swordsmanship station are all the famous sword masters in the star palace. Sikongcheng is one of them. Generally, he patrols and supervises here at the beginning of the month. I don’t know the sword **** as the mentor. , Was actually defeated easily!

"Who is in the Star Palace sword platform?" At the floating Shenshan Yufeng, a somewhat enchanting swordsman flew over with a golden sword.

At first, Zhu Minglang thought that this was a female swordsman, but after the other party got closer, Zhu Minglang realized that this was a man with too coquettish temperament. He drew his eyebrows, traced his lips, wore jade earrings, and even his body. The clothes are all red and purple.

This person also has sandpaper on his forehead, but it is vermilion red, which makes his somewhat feminine dress even more charming!

"Choose something... OK, OK, it's me who chooses, I'll give you one last chance, if you don't let Meng Bingci come out to see me, I will tear down your star palace!" Zhu Minglang said.

"Who are you, and what kind of grudge do you have with our Meng Zun?" the demon metallurgical sword man asked.

"Huh, grievances, this is a long story. For her own practice, she cruelly abandoned her husband and a beautiful young child. Now this beautiful child has grown up and learned a life. Wugong, specially came to ask her for an explanation, and must let her know how unparalleled the people she abandoned back then!" Zhu Minglang pointed to the demon metallurgical sword man.

As soon as this remark came out, it really caused an uproar.

There are already many disciples of Yuheng Star Palace in the Jiantai, including several Sword Sisters of Yuheng Star Palace, they are standing on the high Yufeng watching here.

"Meng Zun actually has a family?"

"I didn't expect Meng Zun to have such a past."

"The annual dog-blood drama, our Yuheng Xing Palace hasn't seen this kind of human morality for a long time."

"Come here, the melon just picked is amazing!"

Countless people began to discuss, and the matter quickly passed to the Yuhan Palace of Yuheng Xing Palace.

As the most watched figure in Yuheng Star Palace in the past one or two years, UU Reading www. There is such a big gossip on uukanshu.com. Everyone showed a shocked expression while turning their heads and ran to tell their most familiar person, so that they could see the same expression as their own!

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The demon metallurgical sword man looked at Zhu Minglang.

After a long time, he said coldly: "You mean, Meng Zun had knotted hair with you in the mortal world?"

"..." Zhu Minglang was speechless.

What kind of reading comprehension is this guy!

Isn't your mind bad? Didn't you hear that the talented person who has grown up with a sense of beauty is the protagonist of today?

"He...he said he is the son of Meng Zun." At this moment, the female disciple who bandaged the wound corrected in a low voice.

"This fellow Daoist, do you know what the price you have to pay for these words? As the head of our Yuheng Star Palace, Meng Zun's reputation and deity's majesty will never be violated by anyone!" The demon metallurgical sword man Said.

"Why can't you believe that what I said is the truth?" Zhu Minglang said helplessly.

"Because this can't be true, Yuxian will never marry a mortal, let alone a mortal son!" The demon metallurgical sword man said with great certainty.

"Wait a minute, you just said the godhead... I was looking for Meng Bingci, not your godhead. Isn't your godhead Lu Wu that cheap...the sword fairy?" Zhu Minglang said.

"You are talking about us, Meng Zun, and our new head of God. If you make a mistake or have someone with the same name, then everything is fine. Of course, if you hurt people, we still won't let you go!" The golden sword bewitching man said.

"Where is Lu Wu? Isn't your **** head Lu Wu?" Zhu Minglang asked suspiciously.

"It is said that it is a new appointment. Immortal Master Lu Wu has abdicated. She travels around Beidou and is no longer in our Yuheng Immortal Class!" Jin Jian said in a demonstrative manner.