"Big brother, that monkey wine...... Questions?"

Xu Ming left from Wanghe Garden, Zhen Duojin hurriedly followed, this way, he actually changed his usual broken mouth, surprisingly quiet, when Xu Ming was about to fight for the building, Zhen Duojin was almost tickled by the doubts in his heart, and couldn't help but ask in a whisper.

Xu Ming turned around and glanced at Zhen Duojin, a strange smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and Zhen Duojin trembled.

"How can there be a problem with such a good spirit wine? Fatty, you have to remember this, understand?"

Xu Ming replied softly, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the East Palace, the smile on his face became stronger, but the palace, the East Palace, and the Four Princes' Mansion were in the same direction, who knew who Xu Ming was looking at?

Zhen Duojin was silent, Xu Ming's words had already given him the answer, and his fat and flexible head had almost guessed that when Xu Ming was about to pass the wine jug, it was to prevent him from drinking the monkey wine in question.

Zhen Duojin didn't know what medicine Xu Ming was selling in his gourd, but he was sure that Xu Ming would not harm him, so he nodded silently, and after the eldest grandson Tianyao suddenly disappeared, he felt that Xu Ming had changed greatly, and his mind was much deeper.

When a ray of sunshine disappears in a person's heart, everyone's heart will inevitably be a little colder!

In the East Palace, Gong Hongyi smashed the teapot and other objects on the table to the ground, his eyes were red, and his nostrils were bubbling with rough breath, like an angry bull.

"Ahh

The ghost doctor stood aside silently, letting the prince vent his anger, and only after Gong Hong calmed down a little did the ghost doctor say hoarsely:

"Why is Your Highness so anxious, when Your Highness ascends to the Great Treasure in the future, all the forces in the world will be subdued by Your Highness, and Your Highness will dominate the world, then Xu Wumo will be just a stink bug when he arrives, let His Highness handle it!"

Hearing this, Gong Hong took a deep breath, restrained the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "It's lonely and anxious, but sir, how could Xu Wumo ......obviously drink monkey wine?"

Although Gong Hong didn't finish speaking, the suspicion in his words was overflowing, and the ghost doctor also had a little puzzlement in his eyes at this time, but then he smiled proudly and said:

"Your Highness, don't panic, that thing is contained in the secret book that I have based on the rivers and lakes, and it has an extraordinary origin, how can there be a problem? Although it is the first time for me to refine it, but it has been refined extremely successfully, then Xu Wumo is still so rampant, it may be that he is more ...... His Highness Your Highness just needs to carry it out according to the plan, and I don't need to say much about the effect!"

Gong Hong's face was gloomy and uncertain, but in the end, he could only flick his sleeves and vent the anger in his heart.

It was not only the East Palace that was not quiet this night, but also in a large mansion in the south of Shengjing City, the lights were bright, but it was as silent as death, and several disciples of the Taiyi Sect knelt in the courtyard with frightened faces, not even daring to breathe loudly.

In front of the kneeling few people, there was a young man with no limbs, his breath was like silk, his face was as white as paper, and he saw that he only had more breath and less breath, this young man was Mo Xiao who provoked Xu Ming in Wanghe Garden, and this house was the station of Taiyimen in Shengjing City.

The prince held a banquet in the East Palace and also handed an invitation to Taiyimen, and although Taiyimen, known as the first sect in Dongxing, has always been proud, he also sent his own disciple Mo Xiao to the banquet with several inner disciples.

The personal disciple of the Taiyi Sect almost means the future martial arts master and the future powerful elder of the Taiyi Sect, but now, this personal disciple of the Taiyi Sect that focuses on cultivation is so wasted!

Poof! A sword flew out of the house in front of the courtyard and directly inserted it into Mo Xiao's head, and a little blood flowed out along the tip of the sword that ran through the skull, and the few kneeling disciples of the Taiyi Sect were directly frightened and turned pale with fear, and shouted "Young Sect Master spare his life."

"Mo Xiao was beheaded, because his strength is not good, but you don't even have the heart to resist, it's really a shame for me, go to the punishment hall to receive the punishment after returning to the sect!"

An indifferent voice came out from inside the door, it was calm, as if it was not him who had just made a move, but when those disciples heard this, they were like being amnestied, and they kowtowed again and again, but they never heard the faint murmur in the wind:

"Hmph, I originally just wanted to suppress your Wei Feng, since you treat me like this, it's no wonder that I am a disciple of the Taiyi Sect like this......"

......

On the sixth day of October, the autumn is high and cool, the suburbs of Beijing talk about the mountain, the wind and clouds gather, almost all the young heroes of Dongxing gather here, and all forces have masters here to watch the ceremony. This Beijing suburb sword conference has become a conference alliance of various forces in Dongxing, a big competition!

Initiated by the two princes of the Gong family, promoted by the royal Gong family, and with the support of all forces in Dongxing, intentionally or unintentionally, the scale of this sword conference in the suburbs of Beijing is huge, which is eye-catching! In this turbulent situation, every force needs an opportunity to show its muscles and deter Xiaoxiao, not to mention, Xu Ming's birth has made many forces anxious, and it is imperative to suppress it.

The Beijing suburb sword conference, which lasted more than six days, from the sixth day of October to the twelfth day of October this year, the daily competition continued, but there was no real master in the world, Xu Ming was invited to the Dao Mountain to have a look, after being disappointed, he no longer paid attention, but just yesterday, as if all the forces had made an appointment, they rushed to send an invitation to Xu Ming, inviting him to the Dao Mountain to participate in the last day of the Beijing suburb sword conference.

When Xu Ming received the invitation, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a clear smile, he guessed from the moment he received the invitation from Taigong Hong, this Beijing suburb sword conference was not so simple, and some people wanted to use it to target him.

Today's Nondao Mountain is not the same as in the past, it seems to be cross-cut by a big knife to form a hilltop square, and the sound of fighting in the past is constantly different, today is a little quiet, all the young people can't help but lower their voices, as if there is something that can't be provoked in this time!

On the last day of the Beijing suburb sword conference, three young masters who have not been out of the rivers and lakes for a long time gathered, and their momentum made the young masters of Dongxing breathless, only to see that in the center of the hilltop square, two men and a woman stood in a triangle, and there were faint sparks between the three people.

"Ye Wuji, Xu Wumo is not here, do you want us to wait like this? It's a joke, in this rivers and lakes, this young generation, who else can fight with me? Could it be an alchemist?"

In this oppressive atmosphere, one of the three people in Dingli, a thin monkey-like young man with a broken knife on his back, said loudly, his voice was like a knife rubbing, extremely harsh, but these words were extremely rampant, this person was the Evil Sect Zuo Mo Evil.

The young man known as Night Wuji, with a dark blue starry sky robe, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, was handsome, but his cold eyes did not change in the slightest because of Zuo Moxie's words.

"Giggles, does Brother Zuo look down on my little sister like this? So anxious, this time, you and I have reached a consensus, if we fight each other and let others benefit, Brother Zuo is afraid that it will not be easy to live!"

Binglin is dressed in a white shirt, his skin is better than snow, and his graceful figure makes people think about it, like an ice and snow fairy, and he has a cold breath of the north when he speaks, which makes people's hearts tremble.

Zuo Moxie snorted coldly and said: "The fisherman profits, but I am not a sandpiper mussel, even if I wait for a battle with you, losing a child is like killing a chicken and slaughtering a dog?"

"Fight!"

Zuo Moye shouted loudly, and the broken knife came out, and a powerful sharp knife momentum rose to the sky like splitting mountains and rivers, and Ye Wuji, who was bearing this general trend, was like a rock in the turbulence, standing still!

The people in Dao Mountain were in an uproar, because of this momentum, they had already reached the realm of martial spirits, although it seemed that they had only broken through the martial spirits for a short time, but the sharpness of their sword momentum already had a kind of power that could not be slashed.

Xu Ming step by step, when he slowly climbed the Lundao Mountain, he saw this scene, he saw the momentum of Ye Wuji and Zuo Moxie, and his eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of surprise, the moment he saw the three of Ye Wuji, he recognized the three young masters of the rivers and lakes from the body characteristics of several people, but to his surprise, the masters of all parties who presided over the Beijing suburb sword conference seemed to have made an appointment, and they were not at the scene.

Hehe, do you want to give me a dismount? Xu Ming smiled at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as Xu Ming arrived, the audience suddenly exclaimed, there was a sound of cold air, and the expressions of exclamation, surprise, and ridicule continued to condense on Xu Ming.

"You are Xu Wumo, take me with a knife, kill you and I will cut Ye Wuji, this rivers and lakes, the only one who can fight with me is Ye Wuji!"

Before Xu Ming could speak, he saw that Zuo Moxie glanced at Xu Ming arrogantly, and said in a cold voice, the knife that was originally slashed at Ye Wuji was directly slashed at Xu Ming.

Ghost Tracks!

Xu Ming stepped lightly to the right, seemingly slowly, but the person seemed to be ghostly and passed by this earth-shattering knife.

Standing still, Xu Ming glanced at Zuo Moxie deeply, and said lightly: "You are not my opponent!"

Xu Ming's words were taken for granted, making people listen as if they should have been like this, which made Zuo Moxie's eyes flash with anger, and there was a chill in his thin body.

"He's not your match, what about me?"

With a hint of war intent in his eyes, Ye Wuji looked straight at Xu Ming, he had already obtained Xu Ming's detailed information from Taimenmen, and he attached great importance to Xu Ming, this time seeing Xu Ming looking at the arrogant Zuo Moxie like this, he couldn't help but ask lightly.

"Neither are you!"

Xu Ming's voice was as indifferent as ever, but these words made many disciples of the Taiyi Sect under him angry, Ye Wuji was the face of the Taiyi Sect, how could the future master of the sect be so insulting?

"Rampant!

"Young master, kill this madman!"

......

"Noise!"

Seeing that everyone was so noisy, Xu Ming snorted lightly, his words were like swords, these two words contained a deep cold, and everyone was silent!

One word overwhelms the heroes, and the horror is like this!

"Brother Xu has always been so arrogant, it's a pity that it's just lip service, you cut off the limbs of my Taiyi disciple a few days ago, and I will cut it back today!" Ye Wuji said in an indifferent voice, but there was murderous intent in his words, and he was also angered by Xu Ming's arrogance.

"He's mine!"

Ye Wuji didn't make a move, his expression was cold, Zuo Moxie shouted word by word, and the broken knife turned into countless knife lights, slashing at Xu Ming, the demonic aura was monstrous!

Xu Ming's body turned into a remnant of the Dao, and these countless powerful knives couldn't even touch the corners of Xu Ming's clothes.

"If you can't say it, you can't do it, let's go together!"

One amazing sentence has attracted countless killings!