Chapter 632: Martial Arts Turmoil

Ye Xing previously acquired Huaxing Technology Co., Ltd. on the earth, specializing in the development of exclusive mobile phones in Baiyun City, with the establishment of signal base stations, information communication can be fully realized, and over time, the signal will continue to spread to the periphery. If he could, Ye Xing even wanted to promote his mobile phone to the entire Wulin Continent, and then collect their monthly rent and phone bills, which would definitely be a source of money.

The right Dharma Protector Ma Feng's finger swiped the screen, and quickly clicked on the video that was playing.

As the video played, Ye Xing couldn't help frowning, "Jiang He!"

This is a surveillance video, and I saw that the video showed Jiang He, the valley owner of the Medicine King Valley, Jiang He lurking in the woods to watch the battle, and the gloating expression on his face was clear at a glance. Wait until Baiyun City fires a hundred bullets and beats the Western Zhou Dynasty to the ground. Jiang He suddenly fell from the tree in fright, and the appearance of running away in panic was quite funny.

It's just that Ye Xing and Ma Feng didn't laugh at this moment.

"Well, it's Jiang He!" Ma Feng said in a deep voice: "He is obviously waiting for the opportunity, once our Baiyun City is broken, this person will definitely take advantage of the fire to rob." ”

"That's for sure, Medicine King Valley and our White Cloud City have become mortal enemies. When we are strong, he doesn't dare to make mistakes, and once he reveals any crisis flaws, this person will bite him hard. Ye Xing's eyes flickered with coldness.

"Do we want to-"

"Let me think about it!" Ye Xing's eyes flickered, and he fell into deep thought.

After all, the Medicine King Valley is also a top hegemon-level force, so Ye Xing can't afford not to pay attention to it. After all, apart from Ye Xing, there was really no one in Baiyun City who was the opponent of the overlord Jiang He. The hostile force of the Medicine King Valley is always in the throat, and it is not unpleasant.

"There are still more than twenty days before Mengxue is about to give birth, and ten days to eradicate the Medicine King Valley is enough! It seems that the previous layout has not been in vain, it is time to launch that dark chess. A cold glint flashed in Ye Xing's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Ma Protector, notify me immediately, and set off tomorrow to attack the Medicine King Valley." ”

"Okay, I don't know how many men and horses the city lord is going to lead?"

"Bring the Huyan brothers and Xiahou Lie, as well as thirty second-rank innate realms!"

"Uh, only bring this little bit of centaurs?" Ma Feng, the right protector, couldn't help but be stunned.

"Enough!" Ye Xing said lightly.

The next morning,

Ye Xing counted the men and horses, and led all the strong masters of Baiyun City to rush towards the direction of the Medicine King Valley.

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When Ye Xing led the men and horses to kill the Medicine King Valley, the martial arts could also be described as surging.

As the news of the Battle of the Black Wind Ridge and the death of the Moon Palace Lord and Emperor Donghua continued to ferment and spread, it caused a violent sensation in the entire Martial Arts Continent.

The maple leaf forest is located in the southwest of the Central Plains, a maple tree, a piece of maple leaves, every time the wind rises, a piece of maple leaves like a beautiful red butterfly, falling down from the tree, one after another, like a beautiful picture, full of vitality.

One of the six sacred sites, the Tang Gate, is located in this beautiful maple forest.

At this moment, inside Tangjiabao.

The door master, Tang Tianhao, was summoning a meeting of many elders in the conference hall.

"The Western Zhou Dynasty is really miserable this time, if you lose your wife and lose your troops, how can the power of the thunder in Baiyun City be so terrifying!"

"Well, judging from the intelligence, the power of that thunderstorm is no less than that of our Tang Sect's Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle. ”

"How is it possible? Once our Tang Sect's Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle blooms, even a first-class innate within a radius of a hundred zhang will not be able to escape death! If it is unexpected, a single Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle can even kill eight or nine first-class innate realms. ”

"That being said, Baiyun City's Sky Thunder has the ability to track and lock on to its target, and it is said that it can bombard any enemy within a radius of thousands of feet. And the most important thing is that it is extremely difficult to make the rainstorm pear flower needles of our Tang Gate, and in the battle of Black Wind Ridge, there are hundreds of thunderbolts used by Baiyun City, and it is obvious that the thunderbolts can be mass-produced. ”

"Well, what the master of the door said is very true. Our Tang Sect also has a Thunderbolt, if we can obtain the method of making the Thunderbolt in Baiyun City and improve and strengthen it-"

"It's impossible, how can Baiyun City spread such a secret technique!" Tang Tianhao, the master of the Tang Sect, muttered: "This Baiyun City Lord is not simple, but in terms of personal strength, he can also compete with the Emperor Fu Xiongtu Napo Emperor, and he is also a demon genius who ranks first in the double list of "Earth List" and "Dragon and Phoenix List". Looks like I'll have to pick a day and pay a visit!"

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The sky-high peak of the Qingyun Sword Sect is thousands of zhang high, like an upside-down sword piercing into the sky, with a sharp edge.

The waist of the peak is even more cloudy and foggy, the white mist is misty, the Taoist temple is looming, and it is a fairy style of the Taoist holy land.

"I don't know what the senior brother of the head of the family called me!"

"Senior brother, these days the undercurrent of martial arts is surging, senior brother, I feel that something big may happen, here is a letter, you run a trip to Wuliang Mountain Shaolin Temple for me, and personally hand over this letter to the abbot Master Kongyun!"

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Guangming Ding, located in the southeast of the Central Plains, is an active volcanic area with an extremely hot climate. The Holy Fire Cult, a thousand-year-old holy land, sits on the top of the light in this volcanic area.

At this moment, in the majestic main hall of the Holy Fire Sect, a majestic and domineering middle-aged man was sitting on the Golden Red Flame Throne.

But seeing that the middle-aged man was wearing a fiery red flame robe, the true yuan flowing around his body, and the heat was surging, it was the Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng.

Underneath the large main seat, many Flame Sect elders lined up on either side of the hall, talking to each other, apparently discussing something important.

"Congratulations to the Sect Master, congratulations to the Sect Master, our Holy Fire Sect has been a great event lately. ”

"As soon as the two top supremes of Yutai Youyue and Dongfang Haoran died, there were two major obstacles lost at once, and they were one step closer to our sect leader's hegemony. ”

"Hahaha, this is indeed an unexpected joy! As soon as the two optimus pillars of Yutai Youyue and Dongfang Haoran fell, the Cold Moon Palace and the Donghua Dynasty were basically half abolished. The Holy Fire Sect Leader on the Golden Red Flame Throne Rising Sun Dongsheng laughed loudly, his eyebrows were not angry but mighty, and he muttered: "Originally, this seat thought that it would have to endure for a while, but now it seems that the plan that this seat has been planning for decades can finally be fully launched!"

"Congratulations to the sect leader, hegemony can be expected!"

"Congratulations to the sect leader, hegemony can be expected!"

"The sun rises in the east, illuminates the martial arts, unifies the Central Plains, and !! for thousands of generations"

"The sun rises in the east, illuminates the martial arts, unifies the Central Plains, and !! for thousands of generations"

"The sun rises in the east, illuminates the martial arts, unifies the Central Plains, and !! for thousands of generations"

The elders of the Holy Fire Sect all knelt down to worship, and the sound of shouts and shouts resounded throughout the entire hall, and the aftermath lingered for a long time.