Chapter 47: Du Mingming

Around Tianxing's body, a circle of dark red light spreads out in a circle, and the temperature here has reached below the ordinary freezing point, for him, it is still nothing, and the level of the Heavenly Fighter has been broken through without much difficulty, and now, his level is already a second-level Heavenly Warrior.

Although it is easy now, if it had been a year ago, it would have been a little difficult for them to withstand such a cold.

In the past year, the progress of the six people is the greatest, Ye Ruyue and Yu Xuanqing, the two women, have now completely overcome the discomfort caused by blood, although they can't reach the level of becoming a murderous maniac and facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, but their psychological quality is indeed much stronger than before.

Behind Meng Ke, a fiery red spirit disk with a diameter of two meters rose, and the four six-pointed stars bloomed with a dazzling luster, and he had broken through the bottleneck of the Dou Master and reached the first-level Dou Shi realm.

Long Xiangyu let out a low roar, and the red spirit disk of the same fire flame appeared, although he did not have the kind of oppressive power that Meng Ke did, but the fire was still thick, a year, an eighth-level heavenly fighter.

Mu Fengsu was calm and calm, although the absolute strength of the seventh-level Heavenly Fighter was not as good as Long Xiangyu's, but the use was still easy, the blue light was swirling, and the momentum was not allowed at all.

The single strength of Yu Xuanqing and Ye Ruyue is weaker than that of Mu Fengsu and Long Xiangyu, fifth-level heavenly fighters, but the strength of the two women is not inferior. Ye Ruyue's ice elemental attribute has a trace of homology with this plateau cold wind, so in fact, she is the easiest to resist the invasion of high-altitude cold winds.

The average age of the six people is about sixteen years old, but their strength is all Heavenly Warriors, and this data can be said to be very rare on the mainland. The eldest Munch, who is seventeen years old this year, has broken through the fighting master, which is really surprising. And the youngest Celestial Star, who is about to reach the age of fifteen, is also a Celestial Warrior.

Everyone climbed for a while before they gradually felt the seriousness of the problem of oxygen scarcity in the high-altitude area, but the six disciples all held on, and none of them showed signs of insufficient supply.

Of course, it was not idle for the five major sects to choose such a place for the exchange meeting, first, ordinary people had no way to climb the 7,000-meter peak, which was completely hidden. Second, if you can't even overcome the lack of oxygen and cold on the plateau, let alone fight above, in fact, this is equivalent to a threshold for participating in the conference.

Suddenly, Tianxing sniffed the air, as if sensing something, and whispered to Munch not far away, "Brother Munch." ”

"Huh?" Munch looked back.

"I felt like someone was coming from behind. Tianxing said in a deep voice.

The six of them turned back at the same time, and sure enough, on the horizon of the snowfield peaks far behind them, several figures dressed in gold appeared.

The golden brocade clothes are like clouds burning in the sky, Yonghua is rich and rich, flashing with dazzling light. In just a few blinks of an eye, a group of people in golden brocade clothes came to the people of the Heavenly Golden Sword Pavilion.

"I've seen Daoyou, may I ask who sect you are?" Munch stepped forward, saluted, and asked respectfully.

Regarding this kind of social problem at the conference, Jue Ling and Lawson decided to ignore it and let the disciples solve it on their own, they are all too old to have a certain ability.

The group of people in golden brocade robes did not pay attention to Munch, and when they came closer, the six disciples of the Heavenly Golden Sword Pavilion found that most of these people were sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys and girls, although they were gorgeously dressed, they could reveal their recklessness and disdain other than rejecting people.

"Well, these two chicks are really good. A brown-haired boy of about fifteen years old swept his eyes over Ye Ruyue and Yu Xuanqing, and muttered.

A slightly older man next to him snorted, "It's just women, if you like it, wouldn't it be okay to plunder them?"

As he was talking, another brocade-clothed young man took a few steps and pointed at Munch's nose: "Hey, it's you, which sect are you from?"

"Down there is a person in the Heavenly Gold Sword Pavilion. ”

"Heavenly Gold Sword Pavilion, what kind of nameless sect is this? Just because you dare to come to the conference held by the five sects?" a young girl in the back sneered.

The brown-haired young man from before waved his hand: "Whatever he is in the Tianjin Sword Pavilion." Hey, you two girls are good, I borrowed it for two days. As he spoke, he took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to Ye Ruyue and Yu Xuanqing.

"Get out. Munch originally wanted to treat people politely, the other party was so arrogant, he was not a vegetarian, his hands lit a thick flame, and he directly turned around and slapped the brown-haired young man in the face.

With a scream, the brown-haired young man was suddenly pulled away by Munch, and a bright red palm print appeared on his face, and he turned over, very angry: "You...... You dare to hit me, do you know who I am?"

Mu Fengsu pursed his lips disdainfully: "It doesn't matter who you are, it's your fault for insulting us." ”

"It's arrogant. The golden-clothed young man, who looked about the same age as Munch, frowned, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you mess with us?"

The brown-haired young man took over the conversation and said hatefully: "Okay, we have written down this account in Kunlun Palace, you wait, there are you good-looking, Old Du, go and kill them." ”

At the back of the team, an inconspicuous old man in gray cloth leaned over his waist and asked hesitantly, "Young master, is this ...... Not good. ”

The brown-haired boy raised his chin: "I don't care, if they dare to beat me, I will ask you to kill them, go quickly." ”

"Yes, the old servant obeys. The rickety old man coughed and turned to face the Munch people, "Little friends, the old man is sorry. ”

Just when he wanted to take the lives of the people of the Heavenly Golden Sword Pavilion with the speed of thunder, and wanted to leave with his own people as soon as possible, a lazy voice came from the front of the Heavenly Golden Sword Pavilion: "Why are you sorry?"

Luo Sen came out of the crowd, combed his hair with his hands, pretended to calmly stepped forward and looked directly at the old man surnamed Du, and said lightly: "The chief protector of Kunlun Palace, Du Mingming, is it?"

Du Lao was shocked, in his perception before, it seemed that there was no person in front of him, this person was able to hide his own investigation, and his strength could be imagined, but at this time, when he faced him, he felt like he was facing a majestic mountain without flaws, and he couldn't find any flaws at all, and it was difficult to see the specific strength of this person from his body.

What's even more terrifying is that he actually revealed Du Lao's identity in one sentence, he must be no less than Du Lao's master, why haven't he seen him before?

Thinking of this, Du Mingming took a step back and said, "I've seen this eldest brother, dare to ask my brother's surname?"

Rosen snorted and glared at Du Lao: "Don't pretend, do you want to use the Ice Waterfall Han Sword that you Du Ming relied on to become famous back then to sneak attack? The speed is certainly fast, and the moves are fancy, but in front of me, do you think it can have any effect?"

Beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Du Mingming's forehead, and he saluted: "Don't dare to go down." ”

It's really terrifying, Du Mingming can already affirm the skill of this person in front of him. Indeed, he wanted to take advantage of the other party's relaxation of vigilance, suddenly sneak attack, and use his strongest Ice Waterfall Han Sword Technique to quickly kill people, but the other party saw through his killing intentions at a glance, so it is certain that the absolute strength is above himself.

Du Mingming just felt that in the formation of the Tianjin Sword Pavilion, only Luo Sen was extremely strong and could pose a threat to himself. With the strength of his ninth-level Great Demon Soul Warrior, coupled with the Ice Waterfall Han Sword, there are few opponents in the realm below the Holy Demon Soul Warrior, so wouldn't it be ......

I wanted to kill the other party, but it seems that I have to consider the safety of my own people now.

However, this is just his feeling, the breath of absolute madness, he still does not have the strength to detect.

Rosen said lightly: "I don't interfere with each other, the well water does not interfere with the river water, even if the same way comes here, it can be regarded as a favor, you can go." ”

As he spoke, the cold light on Rosen's body shone brightly, and the wide spiritual disk with a diameter of about three meters behind him suddenly rose, the light was bright and dazzling, the pattern was dazzling, and eight six-pointed stars were printed.

Tianxing was stunned for a moment, and then understood by the way, Luo Sen was hiding his strength and paralyzing the other party with the realm of an eight-star Great Demon Soul Warrior, which was really a good move.

Seeing that Luo Sen was a Great Demon Soul Warrior, Du Mingming's vigilance suddenly weakened a little, although Luo Sen was very likely to be a ninth-level Great Demon Soul Warrior, but as long as he did not break through to the Holy Demon Soul Warrior, he definitely had a chance to fight with him in a few moves.

Of course, if it was a Holy Demon Soul Warrior, it would be completely different, even if it was only a first-level Saint Demon Soul Warrior, even if it was two Du Mingming, it might not be able to win steadily. This is the gap between classes, especially at this high level, the strength of the first level is far apart.

"Well, I said goodbye. Du Mingming still had a lot of caution in his heart, so he was about to leave with a dozen gold-clothed disciples from the Kunlun Palace.

Seeing that Du Lao didn't dare to move the other party, a group of more than a dozen people quickly followed and left, before leaving, the brown-haired young man glanced at everyone viciously, and said in a low voice: "You wait, our Kunlun Palace is not to be bullied, we must let you wait for the ashes to be annihilated." ”

Tianxing glanced coldly at the brown-haired young man who was about the same age as himself, and said coldly: "Accompany me at any time, I'm afraid you don't have the guts." ”

If you have strength, you can't tolerate it, what if the other party is Kunlun Palace, even if it is the Shadow Sect at the head of the five major sects, the Tianjin Sword Pavilion is not afraid.

What's more, this time they came to participate in the conference held by the five major sects, just to stir up the storm and have an earth-shaking shock.

After leaving the people of the Tianjin Sword Pavilion for a while, the brown-haired young man asked unconvinced: "Old Du, I asked you to kill them, why don't you do it?"

Du Mingming, who was dressed in gray, sighed: "It's not that the old man doesn't want to do it, then there is indeed great power in the Tianjin Sword Pavilion, you also saw that person just now, he is also a great demon soul warrior, and his strength is not bad, if I want to fight with them, I may suffer." ”

"Hmph, didn't you say that you don't have an opponent below the Holy Demon Soul Realm?" said the brown-haired boy with some resentment.