Chapter 183: Dragon Gate Ring (Celebrating Fat Snake's ascension to the position of Alliance Leader, plus more!)
The monotonous sword lacks variety, and the sword skills are also crude as if they were in the style of a charlatan, but the power is outrageous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Ning Yue never thought that swordsmanship could also make it so domineering and so brave.
A sword shot out seemed to change the world, and the sword light that exploded at that moment stabbed everyone's eyes. When they got used to the blazing light brought by the sword light, they were horrified to see the terrifying scene left in front of them.
There was no blood flowing, no severed limbs. Four sparkling ice sculptures were left, like ice lanterns carefully carved by skilled craftsmen. Such a beautiful ice sculpture does not give people a beautiful visual experience, leaving only the fear from the depths of the soul.
"What a domineering sword, so cold ice!" Jun Wuya's solemn face could no longer hold a smile, although the sword light was monotonous and clumsy, the cold aura he emitted made Jun Wuya feel deeply frightened. Even he himself couldn't think of a good way to resist the erosion of the cold.
The indifferent young man was even more indifferent, and a trace of loneliness flashed in the depths of his eyes. The sword flashed and drew a circle in front of him. Turning his sword back to its sheath, he turned his back to the four ice sculptures. Slowly, the figure walked towards the street step by step, and disappeared into the lights on both sides in the blink of an eye.
"Bang-"
With a popping sound, the four ice sculptures burst open in an instant. turned into crystal ice beads all over the ground, and even the blood on his body was frozen into ice crystals and sprinkled all over the ground.
"Let's go!" Ning Yue said as she stood up gently.
"One is more ruthless than the other!" Jun Wuya said with deep feelings, an inexplicable glint flashing in his eyes.
The cold moon in the west passes through the Dragon Gate, and the Dragon Gate is the only place to enter the Cold Moon Lake, and it is also the place where the young heroes are selected for this competition. After Ning Yue went back, she decided to participate in this martial arts competition that night, and it was a necessary process to enter the Yan Huishui Pavilion.
Of course, he can also use his identity as the leader of the Jiangnan Dao Martial Arts Alliance to ask to meet Princess Xuanyuan, but he can't guarantee whether it will work. In addition, Ning Yue didn't want to conduct an investigation with great fanfare, lest the mastermind behind the scenes disrupt Ning Yue's steps again.
Finding the antidote to the karmic fire red lotus was Ning Yue's desperate action, as long as the antidote was in hand, the crisis of Qianduxue would have a chance to survive. An enemy who dares to make a move against Twilight Snow must be powerful and terrifying.
Within the Longmen is a wide basin, and within the basin, the Lizhou Wulin League has laid out eighteen rings. And the players selected in the ring are the players from Kyushu Wulin who came to participate in the competition and recruit relatives.
The ring lasted seven days, and now three days have passed. In each ring, only one champion is allowed, and no matter who comes to power, he cannot step down, and he cannot continue to stand after he gets off the stage. So for anyone, there is only one chance.
By the end of the seven-day period, the remaining people in the eighteen rings were the ones who were qualified to enter the Yan Huishui Pavilion to participate in the martial arts competition. These rules and regulations were engraved on the stone tablet by the people of the Lizhou Wulin League and erected at the entrance of the dragon.
Ning Yue and Jun Wuya came together, and the demeanor of both of them stood out from the crowd, even if they stood silently, they could attract the most countless pairs of hostile eyes. Of course, these eyes were not deliberately aimed at them, but everyone present was hostile to anyone other than themselves.
Ning Yue was not in a hurry to defend the ring, because there were still four days to go up now, it was not cost-effective, and she only needed to hold the ring on the seventh day. There were many people who seemed to think the same way. The people in the ring didn't think that their cultivation was very high in Ning Yue's eyes, and the real masters were scattered all over the place, closing their eyes and pranayama to recuperate.
"Wuya, you said that the charm of this Princess Xuanyuan is so great? All of them are above the innate realm, even if a martial arts conference is held, it is impossible to attract so many, right?"
"Is it fake that you are the third moonless princess on the Bingqing list? Which of the heroines who can be ranked on the Bingqing list is not the dream companion of the Jianghu martial arts? Except for Qianduxue, who is the first on the Bingqing list, any one is enough to make the Kyushu martial arts junjie swarm like a wild bee and a butterfly. Jun Wuya's yearning eyes were very obscene, Ning Yue's silent forehead, if she wanted to change those star beauties in her previous life, it is estimated that she can attract countless commotion on a blind date.
"Why should Twilight Snow be excluded?" Ning Yue couldn't help but ask, she had learned from Xie Yun's mouth that anyone who had illusions about Twilight Snow would be assassinated by the secret Flower Protector.
But Ning Yue is no longer a fledgling kid, of course she knows that there are many loopholes in this sentence. At least his martial arts have reached his current level, and he is no longer afraid of anyone's secret hostility. But even so, Ning Yue still hadn't heard of anyone showing her love for Twilight Snow.
is such a stunning and stunning woman, and a stunner who is so gorgeous on the rivers and lakes. But no one loves it, and even fans haven't heard of it.
"That's because Twilight killed too many people!"
Jun Wuya's answer made Ning Yue slightly surprised. Although the martial arts are bloody and bloody, there is no famous master whose name is not piled up with blood and bones. But the snow and ice in the twilight are as clear and jade as the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, and the fairy who lives in the Guiyue Palace all the year round and does not leave the house is actually so blood-stained that people dare not admire?
Looking at Ning Yue's incomprehensible eyes, Jun Wuya showed a disdainful sneer, "It's still the chief arrester of the Jiangnan Dao Heavenly Shogunate, why don't you know anything about the secrets of martial arts?"
"Don't Bibi hurry up and say, believe it or not, I cut you?" Ning Yue's eyes were horizontal, and Jun Wuya shrank his neck in fright.
"Do you still remember why that unlucky guy yesterday said that the young people of Lizhou Wulin are all dead? He is not without purpose, five years ago, the young Junjie of Lizhou Wulin was really almost killed.
Thinking about back then, how strong Lizhou martial arts were? First, Xuanyuan slaughtered the ten major sect masters with a sword, which set Lizhou martial arts back at least 20 years. Later, there was a thousand twilight snow and blood stained Meishan, so that the Lizhou martial arts were almost extinct.
But even so, there are still two masters of heaven and man in Lizhou martial arts. The two ninth-level sects supported the world of Lizhou martial arts. Lizhou Wulin ...... It's still outrageous. ā
I suddenly recalled in my mind what the old man Tianji said about the Lizhou martial arts, if it is really as Jun Wuya said, the Lizhou martial arts is really full of disasters and difficulties. Just as he was thinking about continuing to ask Qianduxue why she was stained with blood in Meishan, a person suddenly appeared in Ning Yue's field of vision, and just because of his Ning Yue's eyes shrank suddenly, the words he was about to say swallowed back his stomach.
"Huh?" Jun Wuya followed Ning Yue's line of sight, and a young man in a black suit walked silently. The young man had two smooth arms with distinct muscles. Although his outfit was cold, he had a smile like a spring breeze on his face.
"Who is he?" Jun Wuya asked curiously, as he saw the solemnity in Ning Yue's eyes for the first time. With Ning Yue's current martial arts, there are not many people who can make him dignified.
"The eldest disciple of the Dragon King of Jiangzhou, Situ Ming, how come there are people from the Angry Jiao Gang wherever you go? It seems that I really don't agree with them!" Ning Yue shook his head with a wry smile, even if Ning Yue was advancing by leaps and bounds at the moment, he was not completely sure that he could beat Situ Ming, but at least he would not be as passive as before.
Situ Ming's martial arts realm is comparable to Shen Qianqiu, who has not yet broken through, and his martial arts realm is half a cut higher than Ning Yue's. But Ning Yue, who has the bonus of Qinxin's sword spirit, can at least remain undefeated with him.
Situ Ming seemed to feel Ning Yue's gaze and also looked up. The imaginary hostility that met the eye did not appear, Situ Ming smiled slightly, and nodded silently as if he had seen an old friend.
Ning Yue was slightly stunned, but the next moment she also showed a smile. It's not that the two laugh at each other, because for the two of them, there is no grudge against Japan.
In fact, Ning Yue also knew in her heart that he and Situ Ming would never become friends. Situ Ming is a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his ends, and so is Ning Yue. It's too tiring to be friends with such a person, and Situ Ming must think so.
"Two sons, are you here to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives?" A crisp voice sounded from behind Ning Yue. The sound is very beautiful, like a stream flowing on the bluestone. Ning Yue didn't look back immediately, he guessed that the owner of the voice should be a playful and cute girl.
Turning her head slowly, Ning Yue suddenly shook her whole body, as if she had been struck by ten thousand thunderbolts. It's not that the owner of the voice is thrillingly beautiful, but that she looks ugly and disgusting.
It has been said that the Creator is merciful and leaves a window when you close a door. But Ning Yue saw the creator's strong malice in the two brothers and sisters behind her.
The crooked melon and cracked jujube are no longer enough to describe the ugliness of the two, the faces are distorted, the eyes are big and small, and the mouths are obviously tilted up and down. Such an honor is enough to scare the faint into tears.
Ning Yue was slightly stunned but quickly changed to a gentle smile, "Yes, this young lady is...... The people of the Wulin League who left the state?"
Because the two of them were wearing the standard clothes of the Lizhou Martial Arts League. And in this wide valley, there are also many disciples of the Lizhou Martial Arts League who follow the young masters to patiently answer something.
"The two sons are polite, my name is Feng Feixue, this is my brother Feng has no regrets. We are the subordinates of Yan Huishui Pavilion, and we were ordered to come to entertain the young talents who participated in the competition to recruit relatives. If the two sons have any requirements, they can just ask......"
"Oh, then why are some people around them to take care of them, while others are empty around them?" Ning Yue looked around curiously, and found that there were not many people around her who followed the disciples of the Lizhou Martial Arts League, and without exception, they were all masters of cultivation in Ning Yue's eyes.
"Childe doesn't know, only the young Junjie who has the hope of winning the Lord to enter the Yan Huishui Pavilion will have someone to serve them. Others are destined to be eliminated, and we won't pay much attention to it, after all...... There are not many people in Yan Huishui Pavilion, and the hundreds of people here can't take care of it. ā
What a confession, so honest!Ning Yue's face slowly hooked up a wicked smile, "That's what the girl means...... The two of us are the players you said would have a chance to enter the Yan Huishui Pavilion?
"This ...... We don't know!" Feng Feixue's words made Ning Yue slightly surprised, "We were originally going to receive other people, but when they saw us, they avoided it from afar, so along the way, only the two sons didn't dodge us, and they didn't avoid us after seeing us, so ......" (To be continued.) )