"Liangzhou Patron Saint, do you need to think about it?"

Ming Kuo was neither humble nor arrogant in front of Liang Zhuo, and asked with a smile.

Liang Zhuo's eyebrows furrowed: "Why?"

"What is the reason why the three masters of the Donghai Ming clan will come to the remote Liangzhou to get people. ”

"I Mingwen, a descendant of the Ming family, is the sixth in the junior ranks, studying under Renhe Taoist, and Mingwen followed Renhe Taoist in the river as soon as possible, and his body was shattered, like mud, and he could only lie down forever for the rest of his life. ”

Ming Kuo stared at Liang Zhuo and said, "Is this reason enough?"

"The juniors in the family encountered an accident, and Liang deeply regretted it. ”

Liang Zhuo hugged his fists: "This reason is enough, but Liang can't call the shots." ”

The Patronus laughed. ”

Ming Kuo smiled faintly: "You are the patron saint of Liangzhou, in Liangzhou, you say the same." ”

Liang Zhuo shook his head.

Ming Kuo's expression froze: "Guardian Liang is going to stand on the opposite side of my Donghai Ming Clan?"

"Don't dare. ”

Liang Zhuo clenched his fists and faced the east: "The ancestor of the Ming clan is a living fossil, and Liang does not dare to be hostile to it." ”

"Well, get out of the way. Mingkuo put away his smile.

However, Liang Zhuo was unmoved.

Ming Kuo finally appeared angry: "My ancestor has warned me several times to come to Liangzhou to visit Liang Guardian, this is the face that my ancestor gave to Liang Guardian, and it is also the face that my Ming family gave you, this face...... You won't pick it up?"

"I don't dare to take it, I can't take it. Liang Zhuo said.

"Understood. ”

Mingkuo stepped back.

Suddenly!

A piece of paper appeared on it, and on it was a drawing of a sword.

The sword, like a real sword, is lifelike, as if it jumps on the paper, as if it is about to fly out of the paper.

Seeing this piece of paper, Liang Zhuo was shocked.

"This is a sword talisman. ”

Ming Kuo's voice was cold: "The old ancestor spent a hundred years studying and condensing it, this sword talisman can cut anyone under the Kaiyuan Realm, if Liang Guardian thinks that he has the strength of the Kaiyuan Realm, then, how about taking this sword talisman?"

"If Liang Guardian is still in the realm of attracting spirits, then obediently give me a face for the Donghai Ming clan, and also give you face. ”

"How to choose, I don't think it's difficult. ”

Liang Zhuo had the shadow of the sword talisman in both eyes, which was very clear, and his pupils suddenly contracted many times.

This sword talisman brought him a strong sense of crisis.

"This building originally belonged to the Su family in Liangzhou, and now the person working in the building should be Yang Fan's cousin Yang Mo, right?"

Clearly.

"You still want to take Yang Mo away?" Liang Zhuo said in a deep voice.

"Not only Yang Mo, but I also have to go to Mingyue Nunnery and take two more people away. Ming Kuo said.

"Is this a rush to kill everything?" Liang Zhuo said.

"The reason why the Su family in Liangzhou collapsed was because they did not cut the grass and eradicate the roots, leaving a catastrophe, and in the end, Su Wanzhi's birthday became a death day. ”

Ming Kuo said: "I, the Ming clan of the East China Sea, have always been to kill the enemy, so my Ming clan can continue to this day, not to mention ......."

"The sixth junior has been abolished like that, a Yang Fan can't eliminate the anger of my Ming family, and the Yang family still can't be eliminated, this anger ...... Is Liang Guardian sure you want to lead?"

The sword talisman in Mingkuo's hand was raised.

The sun was shining down, dazzling.

It was as if a sword light flashed out.

In Liang Zhuo's eyes, there is a sharp sword that will be unsheathed at any time, a sword that can kill!

"Liang guards three paths. ”

Ming Kuo continued: "First, Liang Guardian walked into this building and brought Yang Mo in front of him. ”

"Second, Liang Guardian got out of the way and went to take Yang Mo on his own. ”

"Third, Liang guards and doesn't let me, then please take the sword talisman in my hand. ”

"Liang Guardian chooses the first one, and will become my friend of the Donghai Ming Clan, and chooses the second one, the Ming Clan will not embarrass Liang Guardian, as if he has never seen Liang Guardian in the next, if the third one...... Liang Guardian is afraid of becoming a ghost under the sword talisman. ”

Three roads.

Know.

Although Ming Kuo is a spiritual realm, he is far inferior to Liang Zhuo.

However, he had a sword talisman in his hand.

He has the Tokai Ming clan behind him.

Therefore, Mingkuo is very confident, even proud.

He looked at Liang Zhuo with a cold gaze, waiting for Liang Zhuo to give an answer.

Liang Zhuo raised his head and looked up, just saw Yang Mo standing under the window, Yang Mo seemed to be about to speak, Liang Zhuo gave Yang Mo a look.

Then, Liang Zhuo turned his head and looked at the sword talisman, he took a deep breath and propped his hands up.

"Liang Guardian, this is to choose the third way. Ming Kuo frowned.

"I promised one person, so I couldn't choose anything else. "Liang Zhuo is full of skills.

"Obviously you can be my Ming's friend, but you choose to be my Ming's enemy, Liang Guard, let's go!"

As he spoke, Ming Kuo threw the sword talisman in his hand.

Scold!

Really.

A sharp sword emerges from the paper.

The sword is more than three feet long.

The sword light flickered, piercing the eyes.

The blade of the sword is sharp, and when you look at it, it seems that the eyeballs are about to appear one after another.

Liang Zhuo stood there, he was ready, but he still felt a stinging pain on his face, like a knife.

This is whether the sword talisman has just been issued, or the situation is gathering spirits.

When the momentum is complete, how terrible will that sword be?

Donghai Ming's long-term endurance, what does it rely on?

It's not about how wise the clan is from generation to generation, but relying on the ancestors of the Ming clan.

That's really old.

How old it is, Liang Zhuo doesn't know.

In short, the ancestor of the Ming clan exists for a day, and the East China Sea is the Ming clan's!

This sword talisman is from the hands of the ancestor of the Ming clan in the East China Sea, and it can condense such a sword talisman, how about the real person?

Don't dare to imagine.

This is not the time for this either.

The sword talisman is gaining momentum, and Liang Zhuo has to seize this opportunity.

Therefore, he struck quickly.

One punch.

Bang!

The fist slammed into Mingkuo's heart.

Liang Zhuo's own strength is already much beyond Mingkuo, and it is not surprising that he hit it with one punch.

Oddly enough......

With this punch, Ming Kuo took two steps back, and Liang Zhuo's fist was bloody and miserable.

This......

At a glance, Liang Zhuo understood.

Mingkuo's clothes were torn, revealing his battle armor.

This person was prepared.

At the same time, the sharp sword hovering in mid-air grew to five feet.

"Sword, slash!"

Mingkuo drank coldly.

Swish!

A sword slashed.

Liang Zhuo dodged quickly.

He's fast enough.

However, the sword was like locking him, and wherever he jumped, the sword would catch up.

Moreover, under the influence of the sword power, Liang Zhuo was dressed in tatters, his face was bloodstained, and more importantly, the sharp sword qi affected the operation route of his skills, which caused his speed to not be able to reach the maximum.

Liang Zhuo was extremely decisive, he bit the tip of his tongue, swallowed a mouthful of blood, and forcibly mobilized it with blood.

He let go of his speed.

Sou!

Liang Zhuo jumped away, leaving an afterimage.

Rumble!

The sword is slashed down.

The sword, standing on the ground.

Suddenly, a large crater appeared in the ground.

Liang Zhuo is also in the pit.

He crawled, and his flesh and blood were barely intact.

Ming Kuo stood on the top edge, his eyes were indifferent, he grabbed it, the sword talisman fell into his hand, and snorted: "Shameless face, within three days, I will go to the East China Sea Ming Clan to take the blame, can I keep you alone, listen to the old ancestor!"

Dropping these words, Ming Kuo strode towards the building.