The increase rate of cyan reputation also gave Zheng Ming a new estimate of the strength of Vientiane Mountain.

To be able to give himself three thousand cyan prestige points, this is at least three thousand! Among the thirteen countries of the canyon, there are only a few Yuefan realms that Zheng Ming has seen, all of them are high, and now there is a Vientiane Gate, which is Yuefan three thousand, or even more.

"Sect Master, you must be the master of my master!" A young man with an ordinary face, in this shock, suddenly knelt on the ground and wailed loudly towards Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan knew this kneeling person, Jing Mengzhen's eldest disciple, and also his mantle disciple. This person has visited Jiang Yuan in the past under the leadership of Jing Mengzhen.

It seems that at that time, he also praised this two sentences, although the praise was insincere, but as the sect master, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but admit it.

Jiang Yuan naturally understood what this disciple meant, but when he looked at Zheng Ming, his brain hurt a little.

This guy didn't make any sense just now, and he was confused to kill Jing Mengzhen, who was known as the number one mouth cannon in the sect. If he were to deal with him, would he do it to himself?

Is his endurance comparable to Jing Meng's pillow?

But as the head of a sect, he can't do it if he doesn't speak, after all, this is related to the majesty of his sect master, so after a moment of silence, he said to Zheng Ming: "Zheng Ming, you are angry with your Uncle Jing, can you be guilty?"

Although at this time, Tang Seng's hero card has left, one-tenth of his skills are still preserved in Zheng Ming's body. So he smiled lightly and said, "The sect master's words are wrong, I didn't have a senior uncle just now. ”

"Uncle Jing listened to my reasoning, realized his mistakes, and spit out all the blood that had accumulated in his heart. ”

"If you don't believe it, Sect Master, you can take a good look at it, if Uncle Jing is not good, you can ask me. ”

"Not to mention ......"

Listening to Zheng Ming's gushing posture, Jiang Yuan's heart twitched, although he felt that Zheng Ming's words no longer had the uncomfortable momentum just now, but he still felt that it was better to stay away from him.

If he is also said to be like a dream pillow, then in the future, in the sect, there is really no way to mix.

After weighing the pros and cons, he instantly broke off the idea of entanglement with Zheng Ming in this matter, after all, this guy is too slippery, don't be caught in a circle by him, and then he said that he fainted.

"Zheng Ming, today is the day of the martial arts meeting of my Vientiane Mountain, and I will talk about it later. Jiang Yuan waved his hand and said, "Next, the hundred veins will be martial, continue!"

As the sect leader of a sect, although Jiang Yuan's status has been challenged by Xiao Wuhui, he is still the sect master.

So what he said, in Vientiane Mountain, still has a certain deterrent effect. What's more, at this time, there are already many people who definitely don't want to face Zheng Ming's mouth again.

The disciple of Jing Mengzhen, who was kneeling beside Jiang Yuan, also sensed Jiang Yuan's dissatisfaction at this time, so he hesitated for a moment, and then left first with Jing Mengzhen's body in mind.

One after another, at this moment, fell on Zheng Ming's body again, if these eyes just now were because of Zheng Ming's eloquence, then now, what the people present are thinking about is the status of Changtian Yimai.

The internal decision that most people know is to cede the status of the Changtian One Pulse to the Split Heaven One Pulse. Although there are some people who oppose this decision, there are even more people who support it.

The first is that the Heaven Splitting Pulse is too powerful, and the second is also because the people of the Long Heaven Pulse have not appeared in the sect for too long.

The so-called people are in love, and when people are not there, friendship will fade and then become none.

However, this should have been pushed along the river, or even a matter of course, but now it has encountered huge resistance. The last disciple of the Changtian First Lineage is not only strong in force, but also very good at verbal kung fu.

Even Jing Mengzhen, who can say the most, has become a victim of his mouth, and he and others want to debate with him, and they are not worthy of carrying shoes.

But if you want to compete, who should be allowed to play? One by one, one by one, the eyes fell on Du Renjie unconsciously.

Under the gaze of these eyes, Du Renjie also felt that when he appeared, although he was full of confidence in himself, he seemed to be a little nervous subconsciously.

For Zheng Ming, he was really a little afraid. This guy's mouth is really powerful, I hope he doesn't use that kind of piercing magic sound when he is fighting, or he will ......

Just when Du Renjie was about to make a move, Xiao Wuhui's voice came from his ears: "Wait!"

For Xiao Wuhui's order, Du Renjie has always obeyed his words as a holy decree, and now Xiao Wuhui doesn't let him make a move, he doesn't dare to move at all, but he looks at Xiao Wuhui with a puzzled gaze.

Xiao Wuhui didn't speak to him, just shook his head. This action made Du Renjie very uncomfortable, he was unwilling to be a turtle with a shrunken head like this, but he didn't dare to disobey his master's orders.

When Jiang Yuan saw Du Renjie stepping forward, there was a hint of joy in his eyes, but when he saw Du Renjie who went back again, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

Du Renjie doesn't make a move!

When everyone saw Du Renjie who stopped, their faces became strange, at this time, it can be said that it is the last chance, if Zheng Ming wins, then it will take two hundred years for the Heaven Splitting Vein to occupy Changtian Peak.

Two hundred years, although the lifespan of each of them, the martial artists of the Mortal Realm, has reached five hundred years, they are still unwilling to put their lives in that endless wait.

Splitting the sky, what are you going to do this time.

Ding Mogeng frowned, but he didn't speak, and more eyes had fallen on Zheng Ming's body at this time.

"After three breaths, if no one challenges it, then the Changtian First Pulse will maintain its position in this Hundred Veins Martial Arts. Jiang Yuan's voice didn't have any emotion, so people couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

"According to the rules of the patriarch, that is to say, within two hundred years, the Changtian First Vein will continue to have the Changtian Peak and become the fourth of the Hundred Peaks of Vientiane. ”

Word by word, Jiang Yuan said loudly and loudly, and after he finished speaking, he looked at the disciple who split the sky.

Du Renjie clenched his fists tightly, and his heart was very eager to go out at the moment and snatch Changtian Peak down for himself.

But now, the master doesn't let himself do it, what can he do?

Ge Danfeng, Murong Nan and the other people in the Three Ying and Seven Swords, all of them gritted their teeth tightly, and they also wanted to make a move.

Although some of them were already defeated by Zheng Ming's men, and even if they made a move, the hope of winning was very small, but they still hoped that they could make a move.

Such a good opportunity, such an important opportunity, how can they not have such an opportunity that they have been looking forward to for many years?

However, Xiao Wuhui's meaning, for them, is heaven and law, so no matter how reluctant they are in their hearts, they dare not disobey Xiao Wuhui's order.

Jiang Yuan's gaze swept over the faces of the other veins, and most of these branch veins chose to bow their heads. Although it is not that no one in their vein can suppress Zheng Ming, but the younger generation, who have seen Zheng Ming and Zuo Yuntong fight, do not have the courage to challenge Zheng Ming.

What's more, even if Changtian Peak was defeated, it would not be theirs, and they would not have the courage to snatch food from the mouth of the Heaven Splitting Tiger.

Jiang Yuan's teeth were a little sore, but at this time, he couldn't help but make a decision. I heard him laugh and laugh: "Ancestor bless, really ancestor bless, there are successors in the Changtian lineage, and there are successors in our Vientiane Mountain!"

"Since none of you are challenging the Changtian First Vein, now, I announce that the Changtian First Vein will continue to have Changtian Peak as the fourth main vein of our Vientiane Mountain. ”

"Hahaha, God bless the sky, God bless me Vientiane Mountain!"

In the end, Jiang Yuan's face actually shed a few tears, and from his tears, it gave people a feeling of deep affection.

If it weren't for Zheng Ming having seen his face just now, maybe he would have really been moved by his crying, after all, there are really not many such leaders.

"Senior nephew Zheng, you go back to rest, hahaha, I said wrong, it should be Zheng Shouzao, you go back to rest!"

First!

Although these two words are very simple, but these two words in Vientiane Mountain, but have a thousand powers, it can be said that I don't know how many disciples of Vientiane Mountain, I hope that one day, I can ascend to the first seat.

It's just that the position of the first seat is not easy to sit. What's more, it is also the first seat among the hundred veins of Vientiane.

Zheng Ming's ability to maintain his status as a sect among the Hundred Veins and Martial Arts has shocked many people. But what is even more shocking is his current identity.

The first seat of the first line, and the first seat of the fourth main line, which means that Zheng Ming's status in the sect in the future will be the pinnacle.

Mu Wan'er's little fists were clenched tightly, although she couldn't see it, her ears were quite sensitive.

Changtian Peak was saved, and he became the first one. For a moment, tears flowed down her eyes.

If his father was still there, how happy he should be, the senior brother did not disappoint him, and the senior brother became the first.

As for the sturdy old man and others who had been helping Zheng Ming, their eyes were full of excitement at this time.

He wanted to slap Zheng Ming with his fist, but in the end, he still suppressed the joy in his heart.

As for the woman in blue, she looked at it with a smile. But her flying expression can also make people feel his joy.

Du Renjie clenched his fists heavily, over the years, he has always felt that he should be the first person of the young generation in Vientiane Mountain.

What Zuo Yuntong, what is Ji Yuanzhen, the first person in the first vein of Vientiane, and what is the most outstanding genius in the first vein of Tianluo......

They will all be their own foils, and this hundred veins will be a stage for them to walk on the peak of Vientiane Mountain. However, today's stage drama has just begun, and everything has been taken away by one person.

Zheng Ming, in his eyes, the tragic figure who was supposed to become the last descendant of Changtian Peak, turned out to be the first seat of Changtian Peak to be recognized, and his status was not only higher than himself, but also ...... (To be continued.) )