The straw sandals reader glanced at Jing Ming, who had heard enough of the story and was about to leave, and then he asked, "You came out of Mukden?"

Jing Ming nodded.

The scholar pushed the bowl of water in front of him in front of Jing Ming and said, "I heard that a big event has happened in Fengtian these days, and you are tired and said." ”

Speaking of the young man's spirits, Brother Thumb turned upside down and pointed to his nose, and the old man who was busy adding water pouted and muttered: "Another braggart, the first sentence of his mouth will definitely say that I saw it with my own eyes." Sure enough, the young man's legs hooked the bench and pulled him under his buttocks, and after sitting down, he said: "You asked me the right person, I was standing in a very good place at that time, not only saw with my own eyes but also saw every detail clearly." ”

Palace.

In front of the living hall, the highest place in the whole world, the horizon is naturally broadened.

Jing Ming didn't brag.

Wei Luo's body floated in the air and roared out the smugness in his heart, the scholar mermaid Jingyang on the head of the city was at the end of his rope, and the monks on the mountain, whether it was Taixuan Mountain or the Pure Yang Sect or even the Pole Island, could not shrink out, these monks were all trying their best to resist the sound of the darkness, and it was difficult for him to protect himself to let him come out to kill the thief, naturally he didn't have the courage to kill him, and no one came to kill him in the whole Fengtian, as more and more people poured into the altar, and the fresh life was the sacrifice, and the speed of the Yujing Building in the triple gate became faster and faster, which was also the capital of his pride.

Jing Ming's original intention in front of the living hall was to speak in a low voice, maybe the owner of this sword or this sword did not agree, and when he said those four words, the whole city could hear it.

"I'll kill you!"

Wei Luo's gaze instantly locked on to the source of the sound.

Yu Jingyang, who had white hair and fluttering skin and was older than the emperor who only had five years to live, looked up at that place.

The Emperor's gaze also converged there.

The people who poured into the altar were confused by the four words of the vacuum, and when they heard these four words, their expressions were in a trance, and they looked up at the place.

Youngster?

Eighteen years old?

Wishful thinking?

Small children?

These four question marks quickly appeared in Wei Luo's mind, he was good at layout and planning, he never despised it, and immediately looked at Jing Ming's whole body, and it was absolutely careful to the point of being sick, and came to the conclusion that that person was very normal except for the sick brain, as for why he was so sure that he had a sick brain, he dared to shout loudly without any strength, and what was it if his brain was broken.

He was afraid that there would be extraneous branches, and he didn't care if this person was crazy, so he raised his hand and gently pushed his palm out, sending out a true qi.

Jing Ming's palm rested on the hilt of the sword, and something strange happened, the position in front of him, which was half a meter away from the powerless child, made a touching sound, but it was the means he sent out to explode out of thin air, which made Wei Luo, who was alert in his heart, instantly alert, and raised his head violently, and the pure black sky cracked a whirlpool, and a ray of white light flashed in the center, and the light became more and more intense, turning Wei Luo's ordinary face with a little dark and solid face pure white.

Qingshan set up a sword formation, looking for the young god who killed the old master all the time.

The dark clouds and black curtain are his means of blinding the heavens to avoid the investigation of the Qingshan Sword Array, and the dark clouds crack open to see the light of the sky, which means that the Qingshan Sword Formation has found him.

This person is worthy of being the one who dares to kill the ascension, quickly stabilized the formation, his face was full of hideous and ruthless expressions, and he roared: "Qingshan Sword Formation, I want to see if you can really kill the old man," I saw that his whole body was glowing, and part of the energy that flocked to Yujing Tower was transferred to his body, and the original true qi loss instantly returned to its peak.

At this time, Qingshan Sword Mountain settled, and the glow of the mountain frightened the men holding the hot kang heads of beauties in the nearby cottage to fall off the bed.

In front of the living room.

Jing Ming raised his hand, and the iron sword flew up and swept into the clouds.

The iron sword flew to the top of the sword mountain, circled around the mountain, and the sword that had been silent for three hundred years was shocked by the moment, and followed the iron sword to the sky.

At this time, if you look up, you will see a Milky Way across the sky, quickly sweeping into the distance.

The vortex in the dark cloud array boiled, and the first sword pierced through it.

"It's finally here," Wei Luo's heart mentioned, this time even more mentioned, arrogant as he has always been the leader of the situation, even now, did not stand waiting for the sword to fight, the armor phantom floating around the body flew up to take the initiative to attack, Daxian Island has the treasure of the Heavenly King, after Qingshan broke through Daxian Island, the head of the demon clan almost died several times, and he didn't see him take out this treasure, at this moment Fang understood that what Qingshan got was just the shape of the treasure, and the real god had already been taken away by Wei Luo in advance, which was one of the confidence of him to dare to shake the Qingshan Sword Formation, and slammed down with a big fist, and the sound of the first sword was directly shattered, and before he could be happy, the second sword arrived, then the third, then the fourth, and then more and more.

Wei Luo is arrogant.

The arrogance of Aoyama lies in the fact that they like to press their proud heads down.

The old turtle, which had been hidden for three hundred years, stretched out its head and lay down, and he couldn't bear the strength of just five swords hitting his body, and his body fell directly from the air.

The dark cloud sky was directly torn apart by the flying sword.

The sun is shining.

It turned out that it was already dawn.

The dark clouds were broken, Wei Luo's tomb-based devouring altar was also declared bankrupt, and the pale light of the east saw the confused crowd looking left and right, all asking if I should sleep in the bed?

The sword qi pushed down mightily, which perfectly made Wei Luo feel desperate, and the triple door that he had worked hard to get couldn't stand the pressure of the sword qi and exploded heavily, and the Heavenly Dao slowly closed the frame and settled The Yujing Tower, which had been renovated for a third of the time, collapsed, and Wei Luo's hope was also extinct.

"Ah~~~"

Wei Luo shouted angrily, he was unwilling, his fierce eyes swept to the dazed crowd around him, he didn't want to die, and he knew that he had to die under the sword, so he immediately made a frantic decision to pull the people of Fengtian City to die together, a large number of black air currents in the body rushed out and rushed around, Daxian Island's method of dealing with traitors is unique, and it will use a secret medicine called Bliss Water, whether it is a warrior or a mortal who is touched by this water, he will fall into madness, and his brain will keep imagining that he is suffering from all kinds of inhumane torture, this feeling will last for a quarter of an hour, and after a quarter of an hour, the body has been tortured by itself and does not look like a person, these black qi is extracted from the Bliss Water。

Living room.

Jing Ming made a very domineering action according to the thoughts in his mind, raised his hand and shook it in the direction of Wei Luo, and a giant hand phantom really appeared around Wei Luo's body, not only that, but the blissful water mist that flew out of his body retreated, and drilled back from his mouth and nose, and the blissful water potion caused this very firm heart to hurt the two eyes straightened, even if the arm was held by the giant hand, it was hard to pull out, and the appearance was as if there was something in the eyes, and the two fingers pulled in and took out the eyeballs.

The flying sword descended on Wei Luo's head.

The person under the sword is a guilty person, the guilty person has his way of death, the sword circled around Wei Luo's body, which can be regarded as saving his life, the magic power of the blissful water was cleared by the sword qi, kneeling down with both knees bent, lying on the knee to lead the neck to die, the flying sword rushed down from his neck, killing him to apologize for the old head of Qingshan.

Jing Ming's eyebrows fluttered in the tea shop, and there were many scholars around him, as well as enthusiastic old men, as long as the water bowl in front of the young man saw the bottom, he immediately filled it up for him, and finally he was troublesome and directly brought a bucket of water to the table, and slowly added it.

The young man spittled when he gestured with the dense flying swords in the air, and said with a very vivid analogy: "You haven't seen so many flying swords, have you ever seen the honeycomb, let go of your brains and think, multiply the density of bees in the honeycomb by ten times This is the density of the flying sword that day, and it is also strange, when so many flying swords fall, Wei Luo's old guy's body should be chopped into powder, who knows that this sword is dexterous, only cut his neck, and when the head flies out of the body, the sword will turn around again and scatter the ashes." ”

The old man took off the towel on his shoulder and wiped the stagnant water that fell on the table when the young man gestured, and with the image of a philistine on his face, he nodded and said: "The young man finished speaking, a total of two taels of silver and five cents ago, the old man, I gave a discount, wiped the change, and I will accept you a couple of silver." ”

You can drink three bowls of water for one penny.

One tael of silver is equal to one hundred wen.

Co-authored the story and bragged about drinking three hundred bowls of water during this time, although Jing Ming's arithmetic was not very good, it was not to the point that many people were stupid, and his complexion was about to attack, and he suddenly found that this group of scholars lowered their heads, and the water bladders around their waists were bulging, and all these money were consumed by these guys.

The scholar who is a fish in water will put down the straw sandals in his hand whenever he is sure that Jing Ming is not mentioning money, and he has another question, and said: "Childe, I see that you have a sword, and your cultivation is not weak, why didn't you win a good ranking in the big competition, and go to the serious mountain gate to learn art, why go to the bitter bandits' den Qingshan to waste your talent?"

Jing Ming sighed, this matter was mentioned, and he was upset.

In addition to the scholar and Jing Ming in the tea shop, there are two people next to him, these two people also came out of Fengtian, drinking tea and chatting about the news of the past few days, except for the young gods of Daxian Island who were killed by the Qingshan Sword Formation, the biggest news is of course the first in this year's Qingjiao Dabi by all kinds of dislikes of the mountain sect.

It is rumored that after the son of the general of the East Star King won the first place, the matter of being robbed by the sect not only did not happen, but it was wantonly shirked, and the dean Mr. Changjing saw that the students who were ranked after Jing Ming had already determined the sect one after another, and he was flustered in his heart and begged for these sects with a thick face, these guys were strangely enthusiastic when they met, and after Changjing expressed his meaning, he would smile and say: "We don't have a method suitable for martial arts cultivation, and we can't accept such apprentices." ”

If you think about it on your heels, you can know that this is just a reason.

Jing Ming took a sip of tea hatefully.

One or two old men with silver in the account generously said, "It's free." ”

The young man wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth and said, "Of course I don't like them." ”

The old man cleaned up the tea bowl and said, "Brag." ”