Chapter 267 The person who shouldn't have spoken out was Ling Yue.

She looked proud, looked at Youruo on the field with a smile on her face, and said slowly.

Youruo was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that someone would take a fancy to her, after all, she was a loser.

However, before she could speak, another person spoke.

"Hehe, I see, it's not necessary!" It was Ming Qingzi who spoke.

With a faint smile on her face, she looked at Ling Yue in the audience opposite, and said, "Your Excellency, I'm afraid you don't have the ability to dig into the corners of my Southern Academy, and if she is my student, I, the teacher, have enough strength to teach her." Your Excellency's kindness and understanding. ”

I was surprised, I don't know why Ming Qingzi said that.

However, she did make sense.

Although Southern College is said to be an academy, it is equivalent to a sect. And Ming Qingzi and Feng Jiujian are equivalent to elders, as if they were disciples.

However, the purpose of coming to the imperial capital this time is to find a good sect for each of them, so that others can take a fancy to them.

After all, Southern College has not been established for a long time, and its background is inevitably a little worse than those sects that have stood for thousands of years.

It's just that if you believe that Ming Qingzi said this, she must have her intentions.

So, she chose to be silent.

And Yan Yin also frowned and looked at Ling Yue, and pondered.

Although he didn't pay much attention to probe, he still knew that Ling Yue was from the other side of Fengyunxiao.

After all, these days, she is watching the game with him by Feng Yunxiao's side.

The others also looked at Ming Qingzi one after another, not knowing why she spoke like this.

But some people, after frowning and pondering for a while, seem to understand something.

That Ling Yue looked at Ming Qingzi and said with a cold expression, "Who are you? What kind of thing is Southern Academy! Our Youfeng Sect has been inherited in the Western Xinjiang for thousands of years, how can it be compared to a small academy!"

"Oh......" Ming Qingzi smiled dumbly, looked at Youruo, and said, "Youruo, what do you think?"

Looking at Ling Yue, Yu Ruo's expression was calm, and he glanced at Ling Yue lightly, and then turned around and walked towards Ming Qingzi.

"Southern Academy can't be compared to the sect that has been passed down for thousands of years by its predecessors, but it is a place where the cultivation of the little girl's magic is taught, and it is not wantonly insulted by the predecessors. Southern Academy is not a thing, it is a place that tens of millions of martial artists and cultivators in Southern Xinjiang yearn for. No matter how good the sect of the predecessors is, then, what?" Youruo's voice spread slowly, "I am valued by my predecessors, but your mind, Youruo's heart understands." ”

The words fell, and the person had returned to Ming Qingzi.

Looking at Ling Yue's changing expression, Ming Qingzi said coldly, "I hope Your Excellency will remember what you said today, and in other days, someone from my Southern College will let Your Excellency understand what Southern Academy is!"

"You!" Ling Yue was stunned, looked at Ming Qingzi with cold eyes, and said coldly, "Really? ”

"There's no need to wait and see, it's okay to keep some souvenirs. A cold, deep voice came from the sky above.

Everyone saw a huge foot falling from the sky and stomping on Ling Yue fiercely.

Ling Yue looked shocked and hurriedly flew away from it.

However, the power of that kick was terrifying, and she could not be allowed to leave at all.

"Boom!" kicked Ling Yue directly into the ground, and there was a rumbling sound.

It was only then that everyone understood that the foot was not real, but an illusory foot.

However, even this has shocked many people.

A huge foot was condensed, and without the strength of the Sage, it would not be possible to do this at all.

Seeing this sudden kick, many people were shocked, many were stunned, and many were afraid.

However, some people stared at the top of Fengyun Square.

There, a figure stood.

That kick didn't trample Ling Yue to death, but it also hurt her a lot.

The internal organs have been damaged for seven points. If that kick was ruthless, she would have been killed on the spot.

Even so, when Ling Yue rushed out of a team of rocks with the help of the Fire Phoenix, her expression turned pale, and the aura in her body weakened terribly.

"Whether Southern Academy is a thing or not is not something that you can comment on as a small Ghost Wind Sect. The figure's voice rumbled, "There is a chance, this seat does not mind bringing 100,000 troops to your Youfeng Sect to sit." ”

"Dean!" Seeing that person appear, Ming Qingzi and Feng Jiujian bowed down one after another, and shouted with a look of surprise.

The person who came, it was none other than Nangong Jian!

Many people also recognized him and looked at him in shock.

"Why is he here?"

"He's coming!"

"How dare he come!"

"He dares to come to the imperial capital!"

An exclamation came from the mouths of many people who recognized Nangong Jian.

"Zhennan General Nangong Jian, he actually dares to come to the imperial capital! Don't you know his identity and the current situation, as soon as he enters the imperial capital, he will be like Yan Yi back then?"

"Looking at its appearance, that kick has reached the realm of a martial saint. Unexpectedly, he also became a martial saint."

Indeed, Nangong Jian has become a martial saint.

It's just that few people know about it.

"Why is he here?" Ling Jiannan looked at Nangong Jian, frowned and said to Xiao Chenzi, "His identity is not suitable for coming to the imperial capital at this time. ”

Xiao Chenzi said, "I'm afraid, he has his purpose." ”

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Jian glanced at Yan Yin, who was still in the ring, and said coldly, "Fang Yin!"

Yan Yin was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand something.

He looked at Nangong Jian proudly and said, "Exactly!"

"Very good, very good!" Nangong Jian stepped on abruptly, and a huge foot stepped on Yan Yin fiercely.

Many people were stunned, not knowing why Nangong Jian was suddenly like this.

Even Ming Qingzi and Crazy Knife were very shocked.

Seeing this, Ling Jiannan was shocked, and was about to show up to help, only to see Xiao Chenzi quietly stop him and say in a low voice, "Wait"

Just when that kick was about to step on Yan Yin, a sword qi that was extremely powerful in all directions slammed into Nangong Sword.

Seeing this, Nangong Jian withdrew the foot that stepped on Yan Yin and kicked at the sword qi.

"Poof......" There was a soft sound, and the footsteps and sword qi turned into nothingness.

"He's my person, you dare to touch him!" A cold snort rumbled in the sky, "Nangong Jian, I don't want to trouble you, you'd better not make trouble for yourself!"

With that, the voice disappeared into silence.

"That's the voice of the national teacher," Yan Yue's side frowned and whispered, "Strange, how did he come here, and it looks like he wants to kill him." ”

The previous one was naturally Nangong Jian. The latter is Yan Yin.

When she saw Nangong Jian kicking Yan Yin, Yan Yue was so panicked that she even wanted to go out to help Yan Yin desperately.

But Bang Xue's hand held her tightly, so that she could only be anxious.

Fortunately, the national teacher made a move.

Hearing the words of the national teacher, Nangong Jian snorted coldly, then glanced at Fang Yin coldly, and said, "For the sake of the national teacher's face, you kid who broke the rules of the Southern Academy will not be held accountable." ”

As he spoke, Nangong Jian swept towards Ling Yue, then looked around, and snorted coldly, "People from the Western Frontier, it's best to give this seat some peace, otherwise, I don't mind leading the army to sweep the Western Frontier!"

"What a big breath!" An old voice came from somewhere, "I have just been promoted to Martial Saint, and I am so arrogant, I'm afraid it will be too much." Western Xinjiang is not a place for anyone to handle!"

"Really?" Nangong Jian said coldly, "You can try whether your sect is powerful or my army is powerful." ”

After speaking, Nangong Jian glanced at Xiao Chenzi and Ling Jiannan, and then left.

Nangong Jian's appearance and departure were so sudden and so abrupt.

However, most of them know one thing, that is, Nangong Jian is here to announce his strength.

He has become a martial saint.

In this way, the status of southern Xinjiang has suddenly been raised to a new level.

Many forces began to ponder secretly.

"Ming Daoyou, if you can, I want to accept this girl into my Qingyue Mountain, how about it?" At this time, Bang Xue said, "Her qualifications are very good, and I have a ** in Qingyue Mountain, which is very suitable for her." ”

Seeing Bang Xue's voice, many people couldn't help but look at Youruo, their eyes full of envy.

If Ling Yue had accepted Youruo before, those who participated in the competition would be envious. But at this moment, Bang Xue said that he wanted to include Youruo in Qingyue Mountain, and those people were envious and jealous.

After all, Qingyue Mountain's momentum and fame were much stronger than that of a Ghost Wind Sect.

"This ......" Ming Qingzi looked at Youruo in surprise, and it was obvious that she agreed.

Qingyue Mountain, that can be said to be the holy land of cultivators, a place that many people yearn for.

The reason why she rejected Ling Yue's invitation for Youruo was because of her background, and because the sect of Youfeng Sect had never heard of it, and there must be a big gap compared to Qingyue Mountain.

Seeing Bang Xue speak out at this moment, Ming Qingzi nodded to Youruo.

"Ruo'er" Emperor and his entourage also looked at Youruo in surprise and said, "Go ahead! Only when you enter Qingyue Mountain will you become stronger." ”

"But ......" looked at the emperor and his party, and said quietly, "You ......"

"Haha......" Emperor and his entourage knew what Yu Yao was saying, and laughed loudly, "Don't worry, I will go to you!"

He said this confidently.

Looking at the emperor and his party, Youruo nodded, looked at Bang Xue and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Youruo is willing to enter Qingyue Mountain." ”

"Hehe" dotted the net, and said "Well, when the Tangwu Conference is over, you will follow me to Qingyue Mountain." ”

Next, the game continued, but a lot of attention had shifted from the game to other places.

So much happened on this day.

First, the wind god came with anger, and then when the national teacher slashed the wind god with a sword, the mysterious man came to help. Immediately afterwards, the national teacher and the mysterious man fought and returned injured.

At this time, General Zhennan of Southern Xinjiang came to the imperial capital, and unscrupulously appeared on the Tangwu Conference to teach Ling Yue of the Youfeng Sect a lesson. After wanting to teach Yan Yin a lesson, he left abruptly after being blocked by the national teacher, all of which made many people feel a hint of wind and rain.

However, it is also this day.

After the end of the Tang Wu Conference competition one day, everyone in Southern Academy got a piece of news, a very shocked and stunned news: Zhuang Wanqing is dead.

Since the Tang Wu Conference competition, Zhuang Wanqing has left the team of Southern Academy.

Many people didn't care about this and didn't take it to heart.

However, now he is dead.

Died suddenly, died weirdly.

The blood in his body, as if it had been boiled, overflowed and died after a violent boil.

His skin was covered in scarlet blood, a sign of blood spilling from his body.

"When did you find out?" Qiu Yi looked at a student from Southern Academy in a deep voice, and said, "Where did you find it?"

"Fang Yin's original residence, next to the grave where Fang Yin's white wolf mount was buried," the male student said in a low voice, "That grave has been dug up." ”

(Yesterday's chapter.,I forgot to send it.,Hehe)