Chapter 744

The cheers rose from wave to wave.

Zheng Feiyue defeated Wang Xiaohua, who was at the height of the sun. He was the first person in the world and made a complete change in everyone's impression of him.

Zheng Feiyue held up the long golden stick and enjoyed everyone's cheers with a confident smile on his face.

All the people in the world think that he makes a living by scheming. Today is his battle to correct his name. If he doesn't do it, he will scare everyone's chin.

Qian wangsun looked at Zheng Feiyue, who was bathed in the aura of the whole audience, and said sourly, "isn't it that he defeated the pervert Wang Xiaohua? What's to be proud of?"

The representative of the Ming emperor Wang Zong shook his head and said, "Wang Xiaohua and LV Jian have been fighting for the ownership of the first person in the territory of Hetao for a long time, but Zheng Feiyue finally won it. After this war, Hetao can't tell who is his opponent."

Qian wangsun is even more sour.

In the end, there are a few big friars in the Taoist realm, and they practice in isolation all day. Unless there are major events, they will not be exposed to the world.

The title of the first person in the virtual world represents the word invincible.

What's more, Zheng Feiyue was good at resourcefulness, and then with strong strength, I'm afraid the seven sects have to pay a high price to deal with him.

The representative of Ming wangzong continued: "beat Wang Xiaohua, won fame, opened a large fairy network and gained profits. Zheng Feiyue has gained both fame and wealth this time, and made a blockbuster!"

Qian wangsun was even more sour and couldn't even speak.

He remembered what Zheng Feiyue said on the night when he beat up the representatives of the six major sects: "when my brothers and I first came to sanggui City, we couldn't afford a full meal, but now, even the seven major sects have to eat with me!"

A large fairy net was completed.

Each immortal bar in each city under each sect gate will record a large amount of wealth every day, and 20% of these wealth is to give Zheng Feiyue's money. There are also Zheng Feiyue's wealth in the network cables buried in the mountains and platforms all over the seven sect gate areas.

As time goes on, more and more monks will come into contact with and rely on immortal net.

Folk wealth has always occupied the majority, but even the seven sects will never dare to easily move this cake, because once it causes a rebound, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The emergence of fairy net is equivalent to dividing part of this big cake in a popular way.

In other words, now the seven zongmen are really following Zheng Feiyue.

Once upon a time, King Qian and his grandson were also young and frivolous. The identity of the young master of the divine medicine sect made him spend money like earth and pretentious.

But after meeting Zheng Feiyue, he found out how naive he was before.

People deserve more than people.

Qian wangsun is now full of thoughts about strangling himself before.

The cheers continued, especially those scattered practitioners, who were very keen on the moment when the hero was born, shouted hoarse and enjoyed it.

Zheng Feiyue was holding a long stick and his hands were sore.

He knows why these people are excited.

People need heroes. The more ordinary people are, the stronger their heroism complex is.

He was born in the grass-roots and came to today step by step under great pressure, which is perfectly in line with the people's definition of hero. Just like online novels on earth, why do you have such a large reading group?

Without him.

Everyone has a heroic dream. If it can't be realized in reality, it can only be pinned on other ways.

Zheng Feiyue did what they wanted to do but couldn't do instead of these people.

In the sound of the tide.

Li Wanqing came slowly, and his eyes under the veil lit up slightly: "Congratulations, shopkeeper Zheng. He defeated his old enemy and was happy to win the magic army. In addition, Xianwang passes through. The seven sects can rely on you more in the future."

Zheng Feiyue put away the golden long staff and said with a smile: "I know I'm excellent, but don't fall in love with me, friends and wives..."

"Boss!"

Zhao Yun shouted discontentedly.

Li Wanqing blushed and said, "shopkeeper Zheng is good everywhere, but this habit of joking is really unpleasant."

Zheng Feiyue smiled.

He was afraid that Li Wanqing liked himself. After all, he was too good. If a woman caused his brother's unhappiness, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?

"Good brother, you are in the limelight today!"

Bring some elders of the enchanted weapon sect.

Zheng Feiyue smiled: "where? I have to thank my brother and masters for their help. Otherwise, where can I get such a weapon?"

Old man sun stood up with two hard pectoralis major muscles and said with a smile: "your boy is a cruel man. Such a good congenital magic weapon is willing to forcibly integrate the power of merit and virtue. Failure will be over!"

Zheng Feiyue smiled.

If he hadn't been determined to go his own way, even though the golden long staff is the top congenital magic weapon, it lacks the characteristics of satisfactory change. It's really not possible to guard against the powerful magic knife.

Wang Xiaohua, although he is very fucking, he has real talent and learning after all.

The congratulatory people came wave after wave, and the crowd didn't disperse until it was getting late.

Zheng Feiyue declined the invitation of Mingqi master to stay, and took his brothers back to sanggui city. It was late at night when he got home, and there were few moons and stars in the sky.

Wang Buyi and Tiangui haven't rested yet. They said with a smile, "come back, our great hero."

Today, the seven zongmen are connected to the network. Zheng Feiyue defeated Wang Xiaohua and won the title of the first person in the whole world, just like a bomb exploding on the network.

As the birthplace of Xianwang, sanggui City naturally got the news early.

Zheng Feiyue smiled awkwardly, scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, Lao Wang. Today I humiliated Wang Xiaohua in front of everyone."

Wang Buyi not only didn't get angry, but smiled and said, "I've received a message from the evil god. Wang Xiaohua took the initiative to say that she wants to ease the father son relationship. Thank you."

Zheng Feiyue was silent and said, "it's false to ease the relationship, but it's true to learn art and revenge. Today's defeat hit him very hard. He didn't hesitate to bear humiliation and bear heavy burdens to find the venue."

"The outcome is uncertain. The child should also experience some setbacks. The evil god is also very satisfied. Let me convey a word to you that he can let bygones be bygones." Wang Buyi said.

Zheng Feiyue showed a fake smile: "I really want to thank the evil god."

Wang Buyi didn't say anything.

But there were more than two people and a third.

The ghost Jie said with a strange smile: "Zheng boy, you defeated Wang Xiaohua and covered his heart. The evil god will not let you go. It's just that due to Wang's hard face, he can't do it, but he doesn't need to do it. Your head is the test stone he left to his baby son."

Opening your mouth is a bloody fact.

"What nonsense?"

Wang Buyi stared at the heavenly ghost and turned to Zheng Feiyue and said, "don't be afraid, boy. I expect you to pass on the profound meaning of the eight poles. No one dares to touch you."

"Ha ha ha."

The ghost laughed again, and his expression was full of irony: "only living people have face. Who will remember when you and I go back to the west?"

Wang Buyi was quite angry and ashamed: "ghost, do you have to quarrel with me today?"