Chapter 112 Governor of the Ming Dynasty, Lu Xiangsheng!

Her gaze stayed on Xiao Hei's body for a moment, and the plain yarn woman bowed to Broken Sorrow, and said with an indifferent smile: "The Broken Sect Master understands the righteousness, and he is grateful to the Haomiao Immortal Sect on behalf of the Broken Sect." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Nodding noncommittally, he looked directly at the other party and asked lightly: "Since the fairy can represent the vast immortal sect, it must not be an ordinary person, can you tell the name of a certain fairy." ”

"Hehe, he who speaks in a crepe, he deserves to be the master of a sect, just pay attention to these crooked flowers, isn't it just to ask for a name, is it necessary to be so complicated?"

The strong man in the golden armor stepped into the void, followed closely, and before the person arrived, the loud voice had already come, and when the words fell, the person had come to the side of the broken sorrow.

As soon as the strong man in the golden armor arrived, the temperature rose sharply, like a huge furnace, and the blazing air was twisted and steamed.

Seeing this, I thought that the plain yarn woman in the vast immortal gate was already strong and unfathomable.

Unexpectedly, the cultivation of this strong man in golden armor was also extremely terrifying.

Although the sorrow is limited to its own low realm, it is not real.

However, this from the inside and outside, does not show the slightest breath, but can lead to all kinds of changes in the outside world, the discerning person, as long as he is not blind, can see that his strength is not under the plain yarn woman.

Looking around, I saw Lei Baichuan's demeanor as if he was facing a great enemy, his face was sinking like water, and the undisguised vigilance and solemnity in his eyes made his heart move slightly.

With Lei Baichuan's reference, Xuan Chou already had a rough judgment of the strength of the strong man in the golden armor.

Although there were waves in his heart, there was no change on his face, he looked at the person who came, and said lightly: "In this case, can Your Excellency report your name?"

"Hehe, yes, I want to know, just ask Sa!!"

Reaching out and patting the broken shoulder hard, the gold-armored man smiled heartily.

Hearing this, he was depressed to death, miserable, and a few powerful slaps almost broke him up.

When he stretched out his hand, he had already reacted, and he had the intention to dodge, but he was never able to dodge, and he slapped three times without falling, all of which landed on his left shoulder, and the majestic fire spirit true yuan also invaded his body.

Fortunately, he reacted in time, relying on the special exercises, he was silent and worried, and the Nine Heavens Heart Method in his body was running rapidly, carrying Zhou Tian, and those who came did not refuse.

Before the surging Fire Spirit True Yuan had spread, it was attracted by the four sword apertures that broke its sorrows, and poured into the sword bone of the back along the meridians of the left shoulder, and then went straight down, and was finally swallowed up by the dry sword aperture.

Devouring it three times, the four sword tricks in Broken Sorrow's body that were almost dried up and depleted suddenly recovered nearly half of their sword qi, and their edges were surging and vibrant.

The sword qi travels along the meridians, feeding back the body, attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body to conceive, and in a very short period of time, breaking sorrow is equivalent to entering a big supplement.

The remnants of the fire spirit exhaust gas surged up the meridians, and he sighed comfortably and exhaled a mouthful of fiery smoke.

That look is incomparably comfortable and refreshing.

On the other hand, looking at the reactions of the three people around him, it seems a little subtle, although Lei Baichuan does not know the specific doorway, but his mind has always been on the broken sorrow and the strong man in the golden armor.

However, the incomparably enjoyable and comfortable appearance of Breaking Sorrow made him suspicious, and faintly, a trace of remorse rose in his heart.

The plain yarn woman seemed calmer, although she was surprised that her sorrow and cultivation were deep and her strength was unpredictable, but the two did not have much intersection, and there was no cause and effect of grievances, so she had no other thoughts, just surprised.

Among the three of them, the one who felt the most was the strong man in the golden armor, the three palms slapped down, seemingly ordinary, but inside there was the majestic true element of his fire treasure scripture, which was stronger than the previous time.

Originally, seeing that there was no dodge, the strong man in the golden armor still had a trace of doubt, doubting the true strength of the other party.

However, after seeing him slap him three times, he calmed down, not only unscathed, but showed a look of comfort and satisfaction, and immediately nodded, and his heart was convinced.

This person's strength is not below him!

"Okay!!! The Sect Master is really powerful, Lu admires it!"

"I was offended a lot just now, I hope I will forgive me, if it weren't for the military affairs at this time, it would be really inconvenient, Lu really wanted to pull the sect master to compete!"

There was a flash of heat in his eyes, Lu Xiangsheng looked up and down at Xuan Sorrow, as if he had seen a rare treasure, the undisguised battle intent, he was dizzy when he saw it, and he was almost scared to death.

Feeling that he had met a battle maniac, he waved his hand, smiled bitterly in his heart, and trembled in fear. For fear that the other party's fighting spirit would surge, he rushed up desperately, and without saying a word, he was a big-eared scraper.

Taking a deep breath, his face was calm, he glanced at the two of them, his eyes fixed on the plain yarn woman, and said, "Two, can you tell me your identity now?"

Hearing this, the plain yarn woman nodded, and was about to answer, but the strong man in the golden armor next to her was suddenly unhappy, and took the lead in answering loudly.

"Little brother, what you said is not right, you asked me just now, why are you asking Senior Sister Jingyue now, could it be that you can't believe Lu?"

"Broken little brother?"

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Hearing this, he was not angry, for this sudden nickname, he obviously refused, and he had a heart attack and turned his face, but the force value of the two sides was far apart, not at the same level.

After thinking about it again and again, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, and decide to break his sorrows, this breath is swallowed by the Sprinkler family first.

One day, the dragon will get water, and the Yangtze River will flow backwards!

One day, I'm going to let you this bowl of hot Xiang with your own hands!

Glaring at the strong man, looking at the somewhat depressed sorrow, with a little apology, Jingyue Zhenren said with a smile: "Sect Master, Lei Zhangjiao, don't be like him, he has such a temperament, he is honest and belligerent, just ignore him." ”

Selectively ignoring the strong man's dissatisfaction, Jingyue Zhenren continued: "I am the Jingyue Zhenren of the Haomiao Immortal Sect, the head of the sect is in the vein of Shuiyue Peak, and I am fortunate to be the helmsman of this Immortal Ascension Conference, which must be known to the Lei Sect Sect." ”

nodded, before he came, Lei Baichuan already knew that the person in charge of this immortal ascension conference was the first seat of the Water Moon Peak of the Haomiao Immortal Gate, the real person of Jingyue.

The two have known each other for many years, so when he saw the real person of Jingyue appearing, Lei Baichuan was not surprised at all, but was quite curious about the strong man in golden armor.

As if sensing Lei Baichuan's curiosity, Jingyue Zhenren pointed to the strong man in golden armor and introduced: "Lu Xiangsheng, a famous general in the limelight of the Ming Dynasty, served as the governor, and commanded the military equipment of the three prefectures of Daimyo, Guangping, and Shunde. ”