"Why are you here?" Ning Yue was a little uncomfortable by countless pairs of scrutinizing eyes, he hadn't thought about it at all, but as soon as these four women said this, even if they didn't think about it, they had to pinch their noses and admit it at this time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It will take at least a year and a half for Yue Longxuan to recover from being injured by Miss's sword, but Miss must also retreat for a year in order to condense the dustless sword qi. Uncle and Nujiao Gang Liangzi have already formed a relationship, and they are no longer as jealous of Miss as before.

My uncle is weak, so Miss ordered me to go down the mountain to help my uncle take the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance to deal with the Nujiao Gang. Sister Shiya was unwell and delayed for a few days, but fortunately, it was not too late. ”

Peony looked at Ning Yue with a smile, her face did not change and her lips did not squirm, but her voice clearly reached Ning Yue's ears. Ning Yue swept the faces of the people around her suspiciously, and they didn't seem to hear Peony's words at all.

Slowly coming to the stage, Ning Yue bowed slightly to Shen Qianqiu and the several heads present, and then looked at Yue Jixian, whose face was pale and a little cringe.

"Son-in-law, we're meeting again—"

Yue Jixian's body trembled slightly, remembering that the scorching sword qi of the Bright Sun Gang was all because of Ning Yue, and the image of Qianduxue like a god and a demon flashed in his mind.

After shuddering, Yue Jixian's eyes became more and more resentful when he looked at Ning Yue, "You, you are also worthy of sitting in the position of the leader of the Jiangnan Dao Martial Arts Alliance...... but the next words were swallowed by him alive, and if he continued to say it, he would be scolding himself.

He, Yue Jixian, wants to be the leader of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance, relying on the name of Yue Longxuan, so he will not allow Ning Yue to rely on the name of Qianduxue? Fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter. After saying this, Yue Jixian's face rose like a pig's liver.

Situ Ming smiled slightly, but the eyes that looked at Ning Yue had a different meaning. Ning Yue didn't understand why she didn't know why this thing could see a thick banter in his eyes, just like the kind of eyes that the thief who stole himself showed in front of him.

"What is the peony girl referring to Ning Yue Ning of the Heavenly Shogunate?" Situ Ming's rhetorical question knowingly asked but laughed to himself, "Ning Yue is a fast catcher in the Heavenly Shogunate, not a person from my martial arts, and he is not suitable to be the leader of the Jiangnan Dao Martial Arts Alliance......

"What are Jianghu people?" Peony was still drizzling and breezy, but asked a question that was difficult for all Jianghu people to answer.

Some people say that rivers and lakes are everywhere, and where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. So as long as he is in the world, he has already set foot in the rivers and lakes.

Some people also say that martial arts is a martial artist such as a forest, and people who are in martial arts become martial arts when they get together.

The most striking characteristic of a charlatan is that his name is spread far and wide, even in places where he has never been. Why do martial arts people say long admiration when they greet each other? It is because of the recognition of the other party's name!

Peony's words made Situ Ming unable to answer, Ning Yue was in the Heavenly Shogunate, but he had a deep bond with Wulin. is a close friend with the fourth prince of Jiangnan, and has a great relationship with Qianduxue, and it is his birth master who really determines an identity.

Although the immortal immortal is elusive, the immortal immortal has always really played the rivers and lakes. No one is more like a Jianghu person than an immortal, and Ning Yue's identity as a descendant of an immortal is already a certainty.

"Although Ning Yue serves in the Heavenly Shogunate, he is the descendant of the Immortal Immortal!" Shen Qianqiu defined Ning Yue's identity, and he was indeed qualified to give this definition. Jiangnan martial arts, with Jinling Shen Mansion as the respect. What Shen Qianqiu approves, others must accept. Yue Longxuan could slap Ning Yue to death with one palm, but he couldn't deny Ning Yue's identity.

"Since the head of the Shen family has said it......" Situ Ming swept over Yue Jixian, who was silent, and suddenly burst into a charming smile, no one knew what was behind the smile, "Second junior brother, please ask the peony girl for some guidance!"

It was still Gongsun Lan who was fighting, and it seemed that he was the number one thug of the Nujiao Gang. Gongsun Lan's face was as soft as ever, not smiling but not giving people the feeling of facial paralysis. I doubt why Yue Longxuan's apprentices are all dragons and phoenixes, but his own son is so unbearable.

"Okay, okay......" Yingying was excited and eager to try, the long sword in her hand was just half unsheathed but was pressed back by a delicate palm.

"It's so fast-" Not only Gongsun Lan, but even Ning Yue's eyes shrank. Peony's hand seemed to tear time apart, and no one could see how she made a move, only the position of her palm.

"Yingying, don't make trouble, how much cultivation is your Heavenly Silkworm Nine Transformations? Which of the three young masters of the Nujiao Gang is not a profound cultivator? This battle is related to the entrustment of the young lady, or let me come!"

"Oh-" Yingying muttered and obediently stepped aside, and Ning Yue also followed the third girl to the side. The change on the field was very sudden, not to mention the group of melon-eating people below, it was inexplicable that the eight heads on the stage were staring at each other.

But they at least knew one thing, originally Yue Jixian was about to become the leader of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance, but now there has been a change. Although Ning Yue's martial arts and prestige were far from being qualified to become the leader of the martial arts alliance. But Ning Yue is much stronger than Yue Jixian, since Shen Qianqiu is no longer able to serve as the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, he can't let Yue Jixian be the leader.

The eyes of several major leaders looked at each other, and they instantly exchanged each other's meanings. As long as Ning Yue ousted Yue Jixian from power, why not let him be the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance? As long as Ning Yue became the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, the Heavenly Shogunate would not be able to tolerate him. What kind of forces did a good person join to join the Tenshogunate?

Gongsun Lan, who didn't have a folding fan, couldn't pretend to be forced, so he gently put his hand on his chest and bowed slightly to the peony. He didn't speak, but let everyone know what he meant, and this is a man who melts politeness into his bones.

The last time she saw the four girls practicing swords in the lotus pond, Ning Yue thought that the four girls all used swords. But this time Peony was empty-handed, only the two bells hanging from the cuffs jingled bells.

The ringtone was crisp, and it seemed to be a beautiful fairy music in the ears, but Shen Qing, who had stepped aside, showed a strange face in an instant. The only people present who studied the music rhythm the most thoroughly, Shen Qing and Ning Yue. When the peony bell swayed, Ning Yue's delicate spiritual power discovered an abnormality in an instant.

Looking at Shen Qing curiously, Shen Qing shook his head silently. Peony bells...... It is the sound wave gong! And there are very few martial arts that use sound waves as an attack, and few of them have not appeared a few times in the history of martial arts.

In addition to the most famous Phantom Sound Gate, there is only Putuo Temple, a Sanskrit sound to cross the world!

"Boom-" Suddenly, countless martial arts heroes rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they saw in front of them. The fairy mist is misty, as if you are in a fairyland on earth. The golden mangs bloomed, and countless fairies danced in the fairy mist.

The dance is beautiful, so beautiful that it melts the world. But it gives a sacrosanct solemnity. The immortals danced, but not for the sake of a smile for the visitors, but because they were happy, they danced the world.

It is true that the heavens and the earth are dancing, because in the dance of the immortals, the heavens and the earth change dramatically. One moment the sky is bright, the next night is dark, the scorching sun is in the sky for a while, and the stars are spinning in the next moment.

The martial arts heroes were sluggish, even if reason told them that this was martial arts, even if they knew in their hearts that this was a sonic illusion. But they couldn't help but fear this piece of the world, and they couldn't get out of the illusion.

There were no more than ten people present who could not be disturbed by the sound waves, and even Ning Yue could only remain semi-conscious. He can see the illusion clearly, and he can see through the reality at a glance.

When the heroes fell into the illusion and couldn't extricate themselves, Peony's hands also moved, and the dancing of her hands was as gentle as her character. The bell was crisp and suddenly shot out of Peony's hand, and behind the bell, a pale red ribbon was tied.

Gongsun Lan smiled faintly, put his fingers together with his sword, and a hot finger shot towards the bell. Among the ten people who are not disturbed by sound waves, there is definitely Gongsun Lan.

It stands to reason that if Gongsun Lan is not interfered with by sound waves, Peony should also stop the senseless sound wave illusion. But the peony still doesn't, and it still uses two things to maintain the illusion and entangle with Gongsun Lan.

Gongsun Lan's finger power is very similar to Ning Yue's immeasurable tribulation finger, but it does not have the speed of immeasurable tribulation fingers and the artistic conception of killing. Gongsun Lan's finger power is a set of subtle martial arts, and Ning Yue's immeasurable finger is a sword that shatters the sky.

In the fantasy world, the battle between heaven and man fell apart, and in reality, the two fought thrillingly. Even if the two did not collide from beginning to end, the speed and thrill of the two people's changes were not enough for outsiders.

In an instant, the illusion was completely shattered, but the people who fell into the illusion did not return to reality. The immortals seemed to have broken through time and space and shattered the world, and the heavens and the earth turned into chaos.

The martial arts heroes panicked because they couldn't feel their own existence, the existence of the world. There was an empty void beneath their feet, and even they were around them.

Countless panics and fears rampant through the illusion. Ning Yue understood something at this moment, her eyebrows stretched, and a trace of admiration flowed from her eyes.

Illusion is not useless, reality is not unique. It turned out that the peony paid attention to it at the moment of the competition, and opened up two battlefields in the first war. One is in the sea of spiritual knowledge, and the other is in this small stand.

Peony may be proficient in dual-purpose, and her dual-purpose should be much more powerful than Pang Tai. When the sea of spiritual consciousness occupies the initiative, it does not fall behind in the reality competition. From the very beginning, Peony has put itself in the best position. The sonic illusion is just a means to pull Gongsun Lan into the sea of spiritual consciousness.

Suddenly it broke through the chaos, and a light seemed to split the world. The light pierced everyone's eyes, including Gongsun Lan, who had become a god and demon. No one knew what that light was, only that the light that pointed to the heart without a trace of warmth but was as cold as ice was terrifying.

"A thought of vicissitudes—"

A voice that resounded through the heavens and the earth resounded in the souls of all people the moment the light exploded. Everyone's minds went blank, except for the sound of thunder rolling back and forth in their minds.

The corners of Ning Yue's mouth hooked up with a smile, because at the moment when the voice exploded, Gongsun Lan's body briefly stiffened. Just like Shen Qing's lack of skill just now, he paused for a moment, and this moment will be the moment when the winner is decided. (To be continued.) )