Zheng Ming, who had finished practicing the swordsmanship of a move, felt a little more joy in his heart, this Qin Mengyao's hero card really did not disappoint herself, although she did not let her Flying Immortals outside the sky improve much, but she created a set of swordsmanship that cooperated with the Flying Immortals outside the sky.

It's just that these swordsmanship techniques are not too complete, and there are many shortcomings.

An hour later, Zheng Ming once again clicked on Qin Mengyao's hero card in his eyebrows, and with the opening of this hero card, the swordsmanship that had been fixed changed again.

Half a month later, Zheng Ming, who was holding the Flying Immortal Sword, was like an immortal who was floating out of the dust, and a sword flew out, with thousands of brilliance, just like mercury pouring into the ground.

One-, two-, three-...... When the actual combat of the ninth style swordsmanship was completed, Zheng Ming's body had already risen into the air, and this last sword was naturally a flying immortal outside the sky.

From a sword move of flying immortals outside the sky, it has become a complete set of swordsmanship, Zheng Ming's heart is full of emotion. It was at this time that he felt that there was really a kind of character in this world, called a genius.

A genius who doesn't accept it.

"Papapa!" A burst of applause, this moment suddenly sounded in Zheng Ming's ears, Zheng Ming stared at it, and saw Yun Yuerong, who was smiling a hundred feet away, looking at himself with a smile.

"A good set of swordsmanship, and only such swordsmanship can be worthy of the Flying Immortal Sword, no wonder this Flying Immortal Sword will be pulled out of the sword box by Brother Zheng, in this world, only Brother Zheng's talent can create his unique sword moves for this Flying Immortal Sword. ”

He created a sword move for the Flying Immortal Sword, looking at Yun Yuerong, who was full of admiration and eager to worship himself, Zheng Ming had a feeling that he didn't know what to say.

And Jiang Yuanfeng, who was following behind Yun Yuerong, hurriedly knelt on the ground and said to Zheng Ming in a deep voice: "Ming Shao." Miss Yun has been waiting for you for nine days, and it is really a bit too late, so my subordinates brought Miss Yun to your retreat. ”

Zheng Ming was still satisfied with Jiang Yuanfeng's attitude, but he still decided to teach Jiang Yuanfeng a lesson.

After all, he didn't seem to be able to tell the difference. Who is his master now?

"Hehe, since Miss Yun has something important, then forget it, Yuanfeng, I have an understanding of the Dragon Elephant Fist today, you can see if I am right or not. ”

While speaking, Zheng Ming didn't wait for Jiang Yuanfeng to excuse himself, he directly urged the internal qi in his body and unleashed the first form of the Dragon Elephant Fist.

Pale red dragon elephant. At the moment when Zheng Ming launched it, he rushed towards Jiang Yuanfeng in a furious manner.

When the red dragon elephant swelled to the size of a zhang, Jiang Yuanfeng felt a huge heavenly power enveloping him. He felt that under this great heavenly might, he didn't have any power to fight back at all.

Even, he had the urge to kneel down under this red dragon elephant and bow down.

But the will to practice martial arts for many years made Jiang Yuanfeng desperately calm down. He knew that this moment was his life and death. Without the slightest hesitation, he urged all his strength with both hands, and slammed out with the last form of the Yang Holding Fist method he had cultivated.

And Yun Yuerong, who was standing beside Jiang Yuanfeng, also felt Jiang Yuanfeng's danger, and the long sword in her hand was like electricity, turning into a purple rainbow. Slashed straight down at the red dragon.

"Boom!"

The giant elephant and Jiang Yuanfeng's palm collided together, and Jiang Yuanfeng's whole person flew out directly upside down, and flew out for more than ten zhang, which can be regarded as stopping, but a mouthful of blood. At this moment, it spat out of his mouth.

As for Yun Yuerong, although he cut off Zheng Ming's red dragon, his figure also took nine steps back in the void!

"Gathering dragons and converging elephants, it is gathering dragons!"

Although in Jiang Yuanfeng's judgment, Zheng Ming, who was in retreat a few days ago, had already understood their family's Dragon Elephant Fist, but when he saw this Dragon Elephant Fist move today, Jiang Yuanfeng was still excited.

As the head of the Jiang family, he can be said to be clear about the moves of the dragon elephant fist handed down by the family, so as soon as he saw the situation of the dragon and elephant walking together, he understood that this was the dragon elephant fist of their Jiang family.

It was really practiced, Zheng Ming actually practiced the Dragon Elephant Fist, which their Jiang family had not cultivated for many generations.

This...... This......

Although Jiang Yuanfeng had been prepared, at this time, he still didn't know whether he should be happy that his family's ancestral martial arts had reappeared in the world, or whether he would be ashamed of his ancestors for the unfilial piety of his children and grandchildren.

Compared with Jiang Yuanfeng, who was excited, Yun Yuerong's expression was flat, but the blood droplets left by her sword-holding arm continued to flow along her arm, which made her whole person a little more weak.

For the Dragon Elephant Fist, Yun Yuerong didn't know its origin, but she was not surprised that Zheng Ming was able to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Fist, after all, Zheng Ming was the one who could pull out the Flying Immortal Sword.

When Jiang Yuanfeng was excited, Yun Yuerong said softly: "Ming Shao still remembers our agreement?"

Zheng Ming naturally wouldn't forget the agreement between himself and Yun Yuerong, but he had the idea of taking this Flying Immortal Sword for himself.

"Of course, this will not be forgotten. ”

Yun Yuerong smiled lightly and said, "Then please Ming Shao quickly pack up and rush to the Burial Sword Palace with Yuerong." If Ming Shao can help our Burial Sword Palace survive this crisis, not only is the Flying Immortal Sword owned by Ming Shao, but also the eighteen mansions under the command of the entire Burial Sword Palace, and it can also belong to Qingquan Bo. ”

Eighteen prefectures are tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people, and the number of warriors is even more than one million. This kind of prestige value can definitely make Zheng Ming's strength have a huge boost.

Because Yun Yuerong was pressed for time, Zheng Ming simply cleaned up and set off with Yun Yuerong.

Sitting on Yun Yuerong's golden eagle, which was half a zhang in size, Zheng Ming's eyes gave birth to a trace of envy. He wanted to get a flying demon beast more than once, but unfortunately, he never met a suitable one.

"Meow!"

The golden kitten barked softly. This sound was not too close, but the golden eagle that was holding Zheng Ming and Yun Yuerong trembled violently, so that Yun Yuerong and Zheng Ming were not thrown off the eagle's back.

"Jin'er, what's going on ahead?" Yun Yuerong asked with a hint of nervousness in her voice, holding the head of the golden eagle.

She often travels by golden eagle, and knows that although this golden eagle is not big, it has the power to crack tigers and leopards, even if it is some six-grade or so demon beasts, this golden eagle can fight a fight.

But now, the golden eagle trembled in flight.

Under the appeasement of Yun Yuerong, the golden eagle had just calmed down for a moment, and the little golden cat made a meow sound again.

With this sound, the golden eagle that was spreading its wings and flying directly fell down like an object falling from the sky.

If Yun Yuerong didn't understand that her golden eagle was so frightened because of the cry of the kitten that was only the size of a fist, then she didn't deserve to be the best martial artist in the sect.

"Naru, take care of your cat!"

There is no need for Yun Yuerong to arrange, in fact, Zheng Ming has already started to do something to the little golden cat, and he wants it to be honest, after all, he doesn't want to fall off the back of the golden eagle.

When the golden eagle spread its wings and flew again, Yun Yuerong began to look at the little golden cat with wide eyes, and the little golden cat began to give her the feeling that it was extremely cute, so that people like her, who regarded cultivation as their inevitable goal, couldn't help but want to ask for this little golden cat from Zheng Ming's hands.

But now, she had to accept the fact that the little golden cat was a monster beast that was much more powerful than the golden eagle she controlled.

"Miss Yun, can you tell me now, what are you Burial Sword Palace inviting me over?" Zheng Ming took the little golden cat off his shoulder and asked lightly.

Yun Yuerong's gaze withdrew from the little golden cat, and she chuckled, "I thought that Ming Shao should have asked this question when he went to the Burial Sword Palace with Yuerong. ”

As he spoke, Yun Yuerong, whose gaze had regained his calmness, said, "We asked Ming Shao to go to the Burial Sword Palace this time, but we just asked Ming Shao to take out a sword." ”

"The ancestor of our Burial Sword Palace loves swords like an idiot, and she believes that all swords, whether they are peerless divine soldiers or ordinary mortal swords, have their own spirituality! ”

Therefore, the ancestor founded the Burial Sword Palace, and tens of thousands of long swords of various kinds were buried in the sword mound in the palace. ”

"Our disciples of the Burial Sword Palace, the first time we joined the Burial Sword Palace, we had to go to the Sword Shrine to find the sword that belonged to us. ”

Burial sword, looking for the sword, Zheng Ming's heart flickered with thoughts, and he also had a little more admiration for the ancestor of the Burial Sword Palace.

The so-called phoenix does not fall into the land of no treasure, and those famous swords that have been spiritualized will naturally choose people who can exert their edge.

And the talent of these people will naturally not be much worse.

"Now, although we don't dare to say that our Burial Sword Palace is the place with the most famous swords in the world, but in the entire Great Jin Dynasty, there is no one who can surpass our Burial Sword Palace. Yun Yuerong said this, hesitated for a moment and said, "But among the sword mounds in our Burial Sword Palace, the most precious thing is not the tens of thousands of swords!"

"It's a divine sword left by the ancestor, a divine sword called Hongyan!"

Shenjian Hongyan, Zuo Wuwu and what he said are the same as Shenjian Hongyan, it seems that the opportunity that Zuo Wuwu gave himself should be the same thing as what Yun Yuerong said.

"This red-faced long sword, since the burial of the Sword Palace, no one has been able to see its trace, let alone take it out of the sword mound. ”

When Yun Yuerong said this, she said faintly: "Even, no one knows, where is this sword named Hongyan in the sword mound?"

The Flying Immortal Sword, which had always been held by Zheng Ming, seemed to tremble in Zheng Ming's hand because of hearing the word Hongyan.

This tremor is not a tremor of warlike intent, but a tremor of fear, a tremor of surrender. (To be continued.) )

PS: Today's second update, huhu, because it's the beginning of the month, I'm thick again, roar a ticket, I hope the brothers can support it!