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New Volume Chapter 52: Someone from Chongxiao Peak

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    Update time: 2013-05-15

    In the car, a young man of twenty-four or five years old was sitting upright, wearing a snow-white straight-fronted robe with an excellent drape. He was tied with a wide belt with a white auspicious cloud pattern on his waist, and only a piece of excellent jade was hung on it.  The shape of black jade seems rough but simple and gloomy.  Her black hair was tied casually with a silver ribbon, without a crown or hairpin. A few strands of hair in front of her forehead were blown away by the wind, intertwined with the silver ribbon and flying, making it look quite light.

    Behind the young man, two men in plain clothes stood aside. They were respectful and did not dare to take a breath. They seemed to be the young man's attendants.

    "This is it? The gold-headed, green-winged and fragrant chariot of the Master of Chongxiao Peak? Isn't that young man the Master of Chongxiao Peak, Master Lingxiao?"

    Everyone watching the battle was shocked. It would be extremely rude for Huo Yun Changhong to sit on the golden chair if the Master of Chongxiao Peak came in person.

    "No, look at this man's magnanimity and demeanor. Although he is a pampered man, he does not have the magnanimity of a generation palm peak. He must be the palm master of Chongxiao Peak to escape the summer heat. However, he must be able to ride on Master Lingxiao's green-winged treasure chariot.  It¡¯s the ninth senior brother of Chongxiao Peak, Master Lingxiao¡¯s parent and son, Li Wanyang!¡±

    "Such a profound cultivation, but I can't even feel his depth at all. Could it be that he is also an innate powerhouse?"

    "The two people standing next to him are servants. They are innate masters of level 2 or above. Do you think that without absolute strength, just one identity can make the unruly innate masters surrender? What's more, those two are simply innate masters.  The seventh and eighth true disciples of Chongxiao Peak.¡±

    "Master Huoyun Village, you are a giant within a radius of 30,000 miles. Why didn't you inform us about such an important matter as a martial arts contest to recruit your daughter? When my nephew heard the news, he came in a hurry, but he couldn't  What gift are you bringing? I hope you will forgive me!" The young man glanced at the person who just spoke, his eyes were like arrows, and cold sweat suddenly covered the man's cheeks, and he could hardly help but run away.  Then he turned his eyes, with a touch of arrogance on his face, looked at Huoyun Changhong, and said lightly.

    "Let's forget it. No matter what, after all, you are the officials, and I, Mingyuexia, are the bandits. It's better to have less contact between the officials and the bandits!" Huo Yun Changhong said with an ugly face.

    "Haha, you can't say that. Since we live next to each other, it is inevitable that there will be some conflicts. It is better to talk about some things. Otherwise, it will be of no benefit to anyone. Village leader, what do you think?" The light words contained a hint of connotation.  With a strong sense of threat.

    "Are you threatening me?" "You can think of it this way. As long as the so-called Mingyue Gorge and Minjiang Village are still within the scope of the Sword Sect, they are trial venues used to train advanced disciples. Some things can be done and some things cannot be done.  , You are so old, don¡¯t you understand? Where is the person you can save? Hand it over, otherwise, there is no need for you to exist in Mingyuexia." Li Wanyang twisted the ring on his hand, his tone still calm.  threatened;

    "Your father doesn't even dare to talk to me like this. You are nothing but a little brat. Mingyue Gorge is indeed just a training ground for high-level disciples, but these high-level disciples must at least be inner disciples of the Sword Sect.  Who do you think you are, a mountain ranked low in the Outer Sect's Hundred Veins, and a young master at the bottom? Can you take me, Mingyue Gorge, at your own risk?" Huo Yun Changhong's anger increased sharply, and he became tyrannical.  The pressure fell directly on the Qingyi Baoxiang Chariot, pressing the two birds hard to the ground. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not fly.

    "Hey," Feng Yuan drunkenly burped and said vaguely, "It turned out to be another one from Chongxiao Peak. No wonder it's so disgusting, vomiting~~~"

    Li Wanyang's eyes turned cold, and his face instantly turned green. As the young master of Chongxiao Peak, he was held in the palm of someone's hand. No one had ever dared to speak to him like this, and no one had dared to insult him in person.

    "The visitors are guests. This is the place where the village master competes in martial arts to recruit brides. We must also abide by the village master's rules. However, since we have caught up with this martial arts contest to recruit brides, it would be a pity not to have fun. Senior Brother Bai, why don't you go now?  How about getting rid of that challenger and marrying the world-famous Huo Shisanniang?" His expression had already returned to its original state. Li Wanyang turned to the man on the left behind him and said, "When I go to find my senior brother in the future, I will go back.  I hope senior brother can let my sister-in-law entertain me more."

    "I obey, everything I have is given by my master. As the saying goes, a wife is like clothes. She needs to change them frequently. If the young master likes it, it doesn't matter even if it is given to the young master!" Senior Brother Bai on the left smiled faintly and took a step forward.  He came out, stepped onto the ring, put his hands behind his hands and said calmly, "Chongxiao Jianfeng wants to be the champion of the ring. Seeing your rude words, I will cut off my tongue and admit defeat!"

    "That's nonsense!" Feng Yuan shook his head, raised his head and took a big sip from the wine jar, squinting at the middle-aged man sitting upright in the chariot.

    Senior Brother Bai sneered, took a step forward, waved the sword in his hand, and thin threads shot out from the sword's edge.He came out and weaved a large net in the air, covering Fengyuan in an attempt to catch him directly. These filaments were all condensed with Gang Qi, showing his extremely high skill in using Gang Qi.

    However, in Fengyuan's eyes, this technique is a bit flashy, and it is just fine when facing ordinary opponents. When encountering someone stronger than him, he can easily tear open this powerful network by using strength to overcome skill.

    The reason why Senior Brother Bai uses this technique is more to show off his strength in front of the young master in exchange for more attention.

    The big wine jar in Fengyuan's hand turned downwards, and he secretly drank the second level of Tiangang's explosive energy in his heart. He slashed out with his giant sword, one red and one basket. Two fierce giant sword energy roared out, and the intersection of ice and fire directly tore apart.  This flashy net of Gang Qi crossed into a cross and slashed towards Senior Brother Bai.

    "You dare to resist with your weak cultivation? Let's break Grandpa's defense first!" Senior Brother Bai sneered, and swung the sword in his hand quickly. Layers of aura were superimposed on each other, protecting the whole body like a huge cocoon.  .

    Huo Yun Changhong looked at the corner of his mouth and sneered. There was a secret in the ice and fire sword energy, and the killing move was still within the sword energy. This person had not seen the fierce attack of this kid at all. He was arrogant in his heart, which was the way to die!

    However, Li Wanyang narrowed his eyes and said, "Senior brother Yuan, go and help him!"

    "Don't worry, young master. I know Lao Bai's abilities well. This move contains attack in defense. Even if I attack with all my strength, I can't break it without the power of three strikes. Once he survives three strikes, when he fights back, it will be like a strong wind."  rainstorm¡­¡­"

    Before he finished speaking, he saw two sword lights, one red and one blue, sweeping across, and the cocoon-like defense was cut open smoothly with a stab.
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