CIATB Chapter 272 Surpassing Tianze?waste ear
Chapter 272 Surpassing Tianze?waste ear
Chapter 272 Baiyue Tianze?waste ear
5 taels of gold disappeared out of thin air. This incident caused the rumors of ghost soldiers to spread again in Xinzheng. deep suspicion.
"Could it be someone who is a trap?" Ji Wuye, who has deepened old age lines on his forehead in the general's mansion, said worriedly. In South Korea, there has been a force beyond his control. This is not a big deal. good thing.
"In Xinzheng, although there are snares, it is still impossible to transport 5 taels of gold away from the sight of us and Han Fei without anyone noticing, even if it is a snare." Hou Bai Yifei, who was sitting opposite Ji Wuye, denied Ji Wuye's guess.
Because of the mysterious disappearance of 5 taels of gold, Ji Wuye faced another layer of pressure besides Han Fei and his group, which made him have to transfer back the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei who was guarding outside and in charge of military power in advance. Xinzheng, in order to increase his strength.
For Ji Wuye, although there was a small setback, Han Fei and his group were really a little trouble, but he had to treat the person who stole 5 taels of gold seriously, if it was a trap.
Thinking of this, Ji Wuye wanted to say something, but he suppressed the words in the end, as long as he only knows about Yang Ming, it is better not to tell Bai Yifei.
"It's meaningless to say these things now. Fortunately, they have exposed their existence. Next, as long as the water in Xinzheng is thoroughly stirred, you can see the big fish hidden in the depths." Bai Yifei said .
"Are you going to release that poisonous snake?" Ji Wuye asked. As the leader of the night curtain, although Bai Yifei hid very deeply, Ji Wuye did not earn his name in vain.
"It's been ten years, and it should be about the same. Only Xinzheng, who is under the control of fear, can let those people understand our importance." Bai Yifei said coldly.
In Zilanxuan's box, Han Fei looked at Wei Zhuang who was watching a show, and said, "I don't know, but Boss Wei also likes watching shows and beauties."
Facing Han Fei's joke, Wei Zhuang just gave Han Fei a cold look.
"Did I guess wrong?" Seeing that Wei Zhuang didn't want to explain, Han Fei couldn't help being even more curious. Of course, he didn't think that Wei Zhuang just came to watch plays to see beauties. Any man can have such a hobby. But Wei Zhuang is definitely not included.
"I came here to find a sword." Wei Zhuang said.
"Brother Wei is looking for a sword? What kind of sword? Is it possible that in Xinzheng City, there is still a sword that can compete with shark teeth?" Han Fei asked curiously.
"I think, I should know what that sword is." Amidst Han Fei's curiosity, Zhang Liang, who came with Han Fei, said.
"Eh? Zifang knows what kind of sword it is?" Han Fei looked at Zhang Liangdao, but he knew that the Zhang family was definitely deeply rooted in Xinzheng City. Although it was not as powerful as Yemu, it was definitely well-informed.
"In Xinzheng City, the only sword that can compete with Boss Wei's shark teeth is called Tianwen." Zhang Liang said.
"Heavenly Questions? Doctor Sanlu of Chu State once wrote an article about Heavenly Questions. Could it be this sword?" Han Fei asked in surprise.
"I don't know if that sword is from Tianwen, but the sword technique is named after the seventh chapter of Tianwen, and the number of rounds is nine, who can save it." Wei Zhuang said.
"A very artistic sword." Han Fei thought about it, as if he was thinking about the subtlety of this style of swordsmanship called Yuan Ze Nine Layers.
"It's also a very strong sword." Wei Zhuang said solemnly.
To this day, Wei Zhuang still can't think of a way to break through the sword of "the circle is ninefold, and who can save it".
"How strong can it be?" Han Fei asked.
"His swordsmanship comes from Tianwen. Just this one move can make him invincible in front of me. If there is another similar move, I will lose. If there is a third move, I will... …" Wei Zhuang stopped here.
"What will happen?" Han Fei's curiosity was aroused at this time. In Xinzheng, there would be a sword that would make Wei Zhuang, a descendant of Guigu, fearful. This was really a surprise.
"I will die." Wei Zhuang said coldly.
"Hiss." Han Fei couldn't help but gasped when he heard the words, and then said: "Then there should be no third sword, the first sword is already so powerful, and the third sword is not invincible."
"Who can guarantee that there won't be a third sword?" Wei Zhuang asked rhetorically.
"A piece of Tianwen, let me count." Han Fei counted his fingers, then clapped his hands and said, "Not too many, 170 is just a second question, but what does it have to do with whether there is a third sword?"
"The joy of ignorance." Wei Zhuang sneered, and then ignored Han Fei.
"Who is the master of Tianwen?" With Han Fei's face, he would not be angry because of Wei Zhuang's ridicule. Now he just wanted to see this person who made Wei Zhuang embarrassed.
Wei Zhuang was too lazy to pay attention to Han Fei at this time.
"Xiongba." Fortunately, Zhang Liang was on the side to explain to Han Fei.
"Xiongba, ask God? This is not coordinated." Han Fei spread his hands.
In the end, Wei Zhuang, Han Fei, and Zhang Liang could only return in vain, because it was impossible for the person they were looking for to appear in Zilanxuan at this time.
The place where Baiyue immigrants gather.
"Did I, Mrs. Witch, be at a loss? Why didn't I get any benefit, but instead helped them hunt?" Yan Lingji asked Yang Ming who was meditating while biting a mountain fruit.
"Aren't they all in awe of you?" Yang Ming asked back.
"Do I need those?" Yan Lingji rolled her eyes, she wouldn't care about some illusory things.
"However, why don't you practice your boxing skills now?" Yan Lingji suddenly remembered that Yang Ming had been resting for the past two days. Still planning to learn something from that set of boxing.
After all, although the powers of the two are completely different, they are both the power of Baiyue's witch-man blood, so it may not be impossible to understand by analogy.
"I'm comprehending the last pose." Yang Ming said.
Now Yang Ming has refined all the cold energy remaining in his meridians. In the process of refining, Yang Ming, who specializes in Tianshuang Fist and is only a step away from Xiaocheng, can truly use the cold energy of the master level of refining I have stepped into the threshold.
As Yang Ming recovered his strength, it was only a matter of course for Yang Ming to complete the tenth form of Tianshuang Fist.
Tianshuang Quan, as the last of the three martial arts, is also the most powerful one. It is divided into ten moves. Seeking plum blossoms, Lingyun suppressing the top, and the reflection of the Frost River, under the circumstances that Yang Ming has thoroughly comprehended Tianshuang's power, and has already comprehended the tenth form countless times, it can be said to be a matter of course.
Even if Yang Ming didn't practice each move one by one, he was already familiar with it.
"There is the last move? Sister, I thought that the ninth move was already the strongest move, so there is still." Yan Lingji said with her red lips slightly parted, as if I was greatly shocked.
"What? Do you want to watch?" Yang Ming cast a sideways glance at Yan Lingji. These days, Yan Lingji has been peeping at her practicing Tianshuang Fist. Of course, it is impossible for Yang Ming not to know.
"What am I looking at? It doesn't look good at all. Compared with my sister and my dancing posture, it's far worse." Yan Lingji said with disgust.
"I can see your whole body, so it's hard to speak." Yang Ming also said with disgust.
"Little monster, this is because you feel that your strength is good enough, do you want to commit the next crime?" Yan Lingji clenched her fists and shook Yang Ming, threatening.
"Here's a guest, maybe someone you want to meet." Facing Yan Lingji's threat, Yang Ming looked to the distance, where an old man in ragged clothes stumbled into the village, He was supported by enthusiastic clansmen.
"It's useless to think about changing the subject at this time. Today, my sister must teach you a lesson, and let you know that you can't do this next time." Yan Lingji said fiercely.
"If it's rushed?" Yang Ming asked.
"Rush?" Yan Lingji was slightly taken aback, unable to react for a while.
"Yan Lingji, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you've had a good time." Yan Lingji wanted to say something else, and the old man who was in the midst of the clansmen's greetings suddenly shouted to Yan Lingji.
"Hundred Poison King?" Yan Lingji shuddered, and quickly turned around to look. Under the old man's disheveled white hair, she saw an old and familiar face. It was her former colleague, Hundred Poison King.
"Why, after being a lord witch for a while, you don't look down on your formerly dilapidated colleagues?" The Hundred Poison King said sadly.
"No, it's just, why did you come here?" Yan Lingji suppressed the shock in her heart and said, because of what happened back then, these people were scattered all over the world, and now they appear again, what does it mean?
"Naturally, under the orders of the master, to clean up some traitors." The Hundred Poison King said.
"Clean up the traitors?" Yan Lingji subconsciously looked at the Baiyue remnants gathered around the bonfires. Are these people traitors?
"Yan Lingji, do you want to betray your master's order?" the Hundred Poison King asked.
At this time, Yan Lingji had already looked behind the Hundred Poison King, there were three more familiar figures: it was them.
"Yan Lingji will never betray the master." Yan Lingji said firmly after a moment of trance.
"Very good, very good, Yan Lingji, I did not misunderstand you." Baiyue Prince Tianze, who had seen the light of day again, clapped his hands and smiled.
At this moment, he could already feel fearful gazes from all around him.
"Hundred Poison King, let's do it." The red-browed dragon snake said.
"Master, I want to save one person, he can be used by us." Yan Lingji looked at Yang Ming beside her while speaking. At this moment, Yan Lingji noticed that Yang Ming's reaction was too calm. a little.
"You're talking about him? Since it's Yan Lingji who you want to protect, then I'll give you face." Tian Ze said noncommittally.
At this time, the King of Hundred Poisons had already released his own poisonous gas, and as the green poisonous gas spread, trees rotted and grass withered, and people died.
"Prince Baiyue, the red-browed dragon snake is really a waste." Yang Ming suddenly laughed.
(End of this chapter)