The first sect of the Holy Country, the Zheyang Spirit of the Triple Sect, before the people arrived, the sound arrived first.

It's like a peerless master, who transmits sound into the room, and the sound forms sound waves, and spits words into soldiers.

Legend has it that the gods of heaven and earth, the great supernatural powers, the official majesty, is the heavenly sound array, gracefully take off, blow the big conch, beat the big drum.

Of course, Zheyang Ling can't be compared with this kind of great supernatural power and power, but a martial artist can also express his might through his voice.

A piano sound, a flute sound, can also express things other than the rhythm, listen to the killing, feel the killing machine!

In the same way, Zheyang Ling can also be like this, his feet are trampled, dada, dada, this sound is very crisp, not at all like the sound that can be made under human feet.

The soles of human feet, no matter how strong and transparent they are, are still composed of flesh and bones, and the calves can only make heavy sounds such as bangs and snaps. But at this time, the sound that everyone heard was surprisingly crisp, it seemed to be the music of chimes, and the rain was dripping and falling to the ground.

"Known as the first person of the younger generation of the Triple Sect, is this such kung fu! This is too strong! To what extent can the bones be condensed to have a metal sound! My limit is thunder sound!"

Zhou Yang has cultivated until now, his horizons are broad, and it is impossible not to know the goods, it is precisely because of the knowledge of goods that he is pursuing deeper martial arts, and he is instructed by Liu Feiyu to cultivate to the inner realm to Lei Yin. In order to practice to this point, I also bought books on the way, absorbed knowledge, and enriched my horizons again.

But at this time, when I heard this voice, my heart trembled and I was shocked. It seems that people who have no knowledge are very surprised.

Walking can make this kind of sound, it is no longer possible to use strength alone, step on the foot, produce deep sounds, tremors, accents, rumps, and golden sounds! The deeper the kung fu, the stronger the qi and blood cultivation, and the heavier the sound!

The various kung fu of a martial artist, as long as it is powerful, the more amazing the movement it causes, silent, unconscious, and extremely powerful, it is completely impossible.

This point, not only martial arts, but even the use of bronze, flying to kill the enemy, is also fast to an extreme, and it will definitely produce a sonic boom.

Originally, when they heard that Zheyang Ling was coming, the other martial arts students were eager to try, planning to say a few more words to him, and it would be good to mix up their fame. Hearing the golden sound of the footsteps, their faces changed suddenly, and in an instant, their minds turned, and they made up their minds, without saying a word, just to see how Zhou Yang, Qingmo Gongzi, Changjin Gongzi, and Chu Mingyi supported this field.

Many of the students of Zihua Wutang are disciples of big families, masters in the family, clan elders, worship, etc., it is not without masters, among them, there is also a myeloid transformation realm, naturally know the masters, it is impossible to be obscure, that is the dragon among the people, the wind and clouds are moving, compared to the honor guard of the court of the four countries, the splendid Changchun song or something, but also shocking the heart, this kind of sound, striking on the hearts of the people, is not to move the heart, but to shake the heart.

When they got closer, everyone saw that the primate of Zheyang was very handsome and sunny, showing a smile and a sense of cordiality.

"Ladies and gentlemen of Zihua Martial Hall, you are polite! I heard that a martial arts meeting is being held here, so I came uninvited, and I still look at Haihan!" Zheyang Ling said, without any intention of seeing the outside, and walked straight to the pavilion, and when he saw the frost and the two long swords without snow, his eyes pondered for a moment, and when he saw the big iron ball on the side, his eyes shrank.

On his waist, Zheyang Ling was wearing a jade pendant and a storage bag, and he took out a box from the storage bag, and as soon as he opened it, there was an exclamation on the spot.

In the box, an elixir, the whole body is bright red and bloody, it is a rare blood ginseng!

He pointed and said: "This blood ginseng is cultivated by myself! Day and night, it is nourished with the blood of the blood crown beast and the essence of the crown! Only take that point, there is a period of three months, and the medicinal effect is still relatively strong! As a color head, participate in the martial arts meeting!"

As soon as Zheyang Ling came, he took out a heavy gift, which was much more precious than the two long swords. After all, weapons belong to the outside, and they are not as attractive as this kind of cultivation resources.

In the face of this scene, only Chu Mingyi still smiled, squinted his eyes and said, "You're welcome!" accepted the blood ginseng as a reward for the first place in the martial arts meeting.

The blood ginseng was accepted, and Chu Mingyi began to embarrass Zheyang Ling: "Brother Zhe took out such a precious thing, it's impossible not to want to be in the limelight!

"Zhou Yang?" Zheyang Ling looked at Chu Mingyi's introduction, his eyes a little more solemn.

"Brother Zhou's qi and blood fluctuations are so strong! it is about three times stronger than the ordinary inner realm. In his eyes, Zhou Yang's body trembled when he was talking and commenting, and he was slightly surprised: "Martial arts are also strong!"

Martial arts are also strong, this sentence is completely different from the slightly relaxed tone before, as if it was originally very ordinary walking, and suddenly encountered a fierce beast on the road, nervous, formal treatment, and blunt.

Zhou Yang had another feeling, when Zheyang Ling commented on observing him, especially when he accurately said that it was three times stronger than the ordinary inner realm qi and blood, it instantly made him feel that he was being seen through, and his body was raised vigorously and he was on guard.

His qi and blood can accumulate to this extent, three times stronger than the same level, relying on the mysteries of the Three Holy Dings, successfully cultivating the Three Ding Divine Fist in the Ding, in the body, the essence and spirit, the three points are separated, and they accumulate separately, which belongs to a kind of opportunity to obtain the fate of heaven.

Zheyang Ling's aura observed kung fu and saw through this, his vision was too vicious.

Zhou Yang immediately attracted the attention of Zheyang Ling, but it was just attention. He then regained his sunny smile.

Zheyang Ling's strength is very strong, everyone knows it, the scene is silent, no one has the courage to come forward to talk, only Chu Mingyi, who has a bad stomach and is bold, can talk easily.

Knowing that this kind of character is coming, he is still ready to put his feet at his feet, obviously the kind of person who is not afraid of big things when he sees the excitement, Chu Mingyi, with a strange smile on his face: "Brother Zhejiang hasn't answered my words yet?" Do you want to have a competition with us, you have won such a lottery for nothing, and if you don't compete, it's really unreasonable! When the news spread, the warriors of the four countries still thought that we were greedy for treasures, and they didn't give Brother Zhejiang a chance to compete!"

"Huh?!"

Hearing Chu Mingyi say this, Zheyang Ling, who was originally very yang and very kind, suddenly opened his eyes when he looked at his face!

Zheyang Ling looked at it like this, suddenly opened his eyes wide, a pair of bright eyes, the eye wheel was prominent, except for the time, the whites of the eyes all turned red, blood red and blood red, and the eyes of the big beast, when the fight was fierce, it was exactly the same!

The change in their eyes, Zhou Yang and Changjin Gongzi, saw it clearly on the side, looked at each other, and they were a little frightened, and the rest of the people, only heard a sound of um, and their hearts were raised, worried that the Zheyang Spirit would burst into trouble, and they did not observe this change.

The most intuitive feeler is still Chu Mingyi, he pinched the corner of the table in a faux puff, click! With a slight sound, the stone tabletop was crushed by him, showing the panic in his heart just now.

"What a terrible qi machine! Qi and blood rush to red eyes when you are angry! But as soon as you stare at me, I will retreat, then my face is not lost! The people of the Chu family can't afford to lose this person!" Chu Mingyi recalled those masters in the family, compared the two, improved his courage, and came back to his senses.

However, the reaction of smashing the corner of the table still revealed that he was scared just now, his hands and feet were panicked, and he was confused.

At such a close distance, if Zheyang Ling suddenly attacked just now, he would not be able to resist it at all.

Martial artists face conversations, distance is very important, maintaining a reassuring distance, is a kind of martial arts etiquette, because the distance is too close, close to the side, to make people worry about whether there is a goshawk soaring into the air. If the distance is far away, the martial artist's hole cards, all kinds of magical items, and all kinds of magic arrows from the Ministry of Industry of the Four Nations are even more worrying.

At this time, if it weren't for the martial arts meeting, many people were watching from the sidelines, and in public, Zheyang Ling's glance would definitely make Chu Mingyi jump up and run away like a frightened rabbit. After all, warriors do not sit in danger and do not act in danger.

Martial artists have a clear understanding of martial arts, and know that martial arts fighting is very limited and very dangerous, and bad things have to be guarded against.

"I don't know what kind of method you are trying to do?" Zheyang Ling's eyes returned to normal and said.

"It's nothing, it's just lifting the iron ball with one hand! Brother Zhe will try it on the field!" Chu Mingyi spoke with some caution, but he still said something embarrassing!

"Iron ball, is that the one!" Zheyang Ling tapped his fingers and looked at the big iron ball on the ground.

His breath was very steady, and there were no unexpected fluctuations in qi and blood.