As soon as her words came out, among the disciples of Chiyan Mountain, some people let out a faint laugh, this laughter was naturally a mocking laugh, as for the object of ridicule, no one needed to point it out at all.

However, the disciples of Chiyan Mountain also let out some laughter, after all, the prestige of the elder surnamed Taishang was not something they could offend.

Zhuo Yingkang's originally nervous heart, at this moment, there was a little more smile, and he felt that the matter had been resolved.

The Valley of Flowers and the Burial Sword Palace are an alliance, and the number one person in the Burial Sword Palace opened his mouth, and the old ghost of the Flowerless Valley will definitely give face.

Zheng Ming must have lifted a stone to shoot himself in the foot this time, haha, wait a minute, you must make him look good, let him know, and ridicule himself, there will definitely be no good end.

But just when the thoughts flashed in his heart, what he heard was an indifferent response: "Zhu Xinrong, that sword talisman is real, our Flower Valley invited Zheng Ming to participate in this sword mound meeting." ”

The words of the old man of the Flower Valley were suddenly like a thunderbolt, directly hitting Zhuo Yingkang's mind.

How could it be, how could Flowerless Valley come forward to him, were they crazy? Don't they know how important they are to the Sword Shrine Society? They did this, it was clearly ......

Just when Zhuo Yingkang's heart was a little messy, the face of the elder surnamed Zhu Taishang, who was called Zhu Xinrong, also became as ugly as frost and snow.

A boiling killing intent rushed out of her body, like a sky-high sword intent, shrouded in a radius of a hundred zhang.

Those young people who came to participate in the Sword Shrine Meeting, one by one, couldn't help but tremble under this sword intent. Some people even knelt directly on the ground.

When this killing machine hit the side of Ying Shaodian. The surroundings of the fiery bull. A crimson cloud rose up to block the rolling murderous machine.

But at this time, Ying Shaodian slapped heavily on the bull's head, and in an instant, the rolling red cloud disappeared, filled with the angry sword intent of the elder surnamed Taishang, and directly shrouded Ying Shaodian's body.

Ying Shaodian sat firmly on the fire bull lin, motionless like a mountain.

No. It should be said that his eyes flickered, and a trace of essence light kept flashing from his eyes, and in that essence light, there were sword rays passing from time to time.

Ordinary disciples naturally can't see the state of winning Shaodian at this time, but as the Supreme Elder of the Burial Sword Palace, it is impossible for Zhu Xinrong not to see it.

This win Shaodian, under his own oppression, not only does not have the slightest fear, but also has a lot of progress in cultivation. This kind of qualification is really demonic.

She had more and more scruples about winning Shaodian in her heart. This also made her maintain Zhuo Yingkang five points more.

Anyway, the current Zhuo Yingkang is her greatest hope.

I hope that Da Luo's sword body can help Zhuo Yingkang get the Hongyan Divine Sword, so that they will not be buried in the Sword Palace and called a vassal of Chiyan Mountain.

"Old Ghost Zuo, when is it, it's time for us to fight against Chiyan Mountain together, you ...... You can't look at the big picture. ”

Zhu Xinrong used the kung fu of sound transmission, and although the people around her saw her mouth moving, they couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

However, almost anyone who is not stupid can guess what she is talking about.

Zhuo Yingkang's heart relaxed a lot, he felt that as long as this Supreme Elder made a move, he would be able to secure the chances of victory.

It's a pity that when his eyes fell on Zhu Xinrong's face again, he found that this woman, who was regarded by him as a backer like Mount Tai, had become a little hideous at this time.

"Who I choose as our candidate is a matter for Flowerless Valley, and no one should say more. The old man surnamed Zuo, whose voice sounded like a bell, said, "This matter ends here." ”

The exit of this sentence is to block all the means of Zhu Xinrong, and even tell Zhu Xinrong in front of so many people, I won't give you this face.

Although Zhu Xinrong is arrogant and angry, at this moment, she definitely does not have the courage to turn her face with Flowerless Valley.

Although Zhuo Yingkang's talent is important, the support of Flower Valley for their Burial Sword Palace is also extremely important to the current Burial Sword Palace.

Just when she didn't know how to speak for a while, Zheng Ming over there had already continued to say to Zhuo Ying: "Xiao Zhuo, Master's posture has been set up for a while, why don't you hurry up and come and bow down." ”

A burst of laughter rang in everyone's ears. Under this laughter, Zhuo Yingkang's face was like a monkey's ass.

In addition to resenting Zheng Ming now, he even resents Zhu Xinrong, who has always supported him, and he feels that all this is Zhu Xinrong's incompetence.

As a Supreme Elder of a major sect, he can't even solve this kind of thing, so why should he be a Supreme Elder, and ......

After taking a deep breath, Zhuo Yingkang looked at Zhu Xinrong and said, "Zhu senior, can't you even solve this kind of thing in the Burial Sword Palace? If that's the case, then the junior can only say goodbye!"

The towering chest continued to rise and fall, and Zhu Xinrong was really angry at this moment, she was not only angry with the old ghost Zuo, but also angry with Zheng Ming, and at this time, she was the most angry with Zhuo Yingkang.

This kid was fighting with Zheng Ming by himself, blowing the conch there, and now it's good, he actually let himself settle things for him.

If one sentence can settle things, Zhu Xinrong will not be uncomfortable, the key is that she is a little unable to play with this matter now.

But she couldn't make Zhuo Yingkang unhappy, because Zhuo Yingkang was her greatest hope and the greatest hope of the Burial Sword Palace.

"Zheng Ming, as long as you immediately withdraw from this Sword Shrine Meeting, I will give you the land of Sanfu. ”

This sentence, in Zhu Xinrong's opinion, is already her limit, and when she says this, it is equivalent to bowing her head to a junior.

It's a pity that Zheng Ming is definitely not a person who sells her accounts.

"This entire Dingzhou is a fief given to our Zheng family by the monarch of the Great Jin Dynasty, isn't it too ...... for Your Excellency to give me the things of our Zheng family?"

What's too much, Zheng Ming didn't say it, but it made Zhu Xinrong's face turn extremely red all of a sudden. In the Burial Sword Palace, everyone knows the temperament of Zhu Xinrong, who is the ancestor, and her appearance is actually on the verge of exploding.

The sword intent that had already begun to weaken, at this moment, became extremely intense, and there was a fiery sword light that could be seen with the naked eye, directly enveloping Zheng Ming.

This sword is more than ten zhang long, not to mention ordinary martial artists, even if it is a fourth-grade martial artist, as long as it is covered in it, it is a dead end.

"Taishang, look at this ......" Zuo Wuwu saw the sword, his face changed, and he whispered to the old ghost Zuo beside him.

The old ghost Zuo smiled and said: "This kid is really bold enough, he dares to ridicule Zhu Xinrong and let him suffer a little." ”

Zuo Wuwu didn't continue to speak, Zheng Ming was invited by him, but he who had suffered in the hands of Zheng Ming, he was still very willing to see Zheng Ming suffer.

At the moment when Zhu Xinrong's sword aura shrouded him, Zheng Ming's whole person was like a tight bow. The Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa and Jing Zhongyue's mind allowed him to sense this sword intent very clearly.

Although this sword intent did not condense like an entity, according to Zheng Ming's feeling, as long as Zhu Xinrong was willing to cast this sword intent, she could use this sword intent at any time to kill the person shrouded in the middle.

However, while feeling the strength of this sword intent, Zheng Ming also sensed the inadequacy of this sword intent.

At the moment when he was about to use the flaw of this sword intent and walk out of the shroud of this sword intent, the Flying Immortal Sword, which was originally behind him, suddenly rushed out of the scabbard and rushed directly into Zhu Xinrong's sword intent.

The Flying Immortal Sword with Sen Sen's sword light fused into one in the void with Zhu Xinrong's sword intent in an instant.

In the feelings of everyone around, Zhu Xinrong's sword intent increased more than ten times at once, but Zhu Xinrong and Zheng Ming felt at the same time that Sensen's sword intent did not have any pressure on Zheng Ming.

How can it be?

How could his own Flying Immortal Sword help Zheng Ming at this time, how could it betray even its own master.

The Flying Immortal Sword has an extraordinary meaning to Zhu Xinrong, this is what she got in the sword mound, and it seems to be a long sword that will accompany her all her life in the sect.

Although Zheng Ming pulled out this long sword, she absolutely didn't believe that this long sword would betray her, but now, the facts told her that this sword was really helping Zheng Ming.

The Sen Ran sword intent she had cultivated by relying on this Flying Immortal Sword was no longer under her command.

This made Zhu Xinrong angry at the same time, but also made Zhu Xinrong feel terrified.

Zheng Ming didn't pay attention to Zhu Xinrong's feelings at this time, he was feeling the impulse coming from the Flying Immortal Sword at this moment.

Through the flying immortal sword that flew out, Zheng Ming had a feeling that this sword intent could rotate with his mind at this moment.

Without any hesitation, Zheng Ming commanded the sword intent and directly enveloped Zhuo Yingkang.

Zhuo Yingkang's qualifications are extraordinary, and he is also a big Luo sword body, but under this falling sword intent, Zhuo Yingkang feels like a fish out of water. As long as he resists a little, the sword intent that shrouds him will be able to tear himself into pieces.

His heart was filled with fear.

"Help, Elder Taishang help!" Zhuo Ying shouted loudly, at this moment, in his opinion, the only one who could save him was the Supreme Elder.

"Zhuo boy, didn't you say that you want to bow three times and bow nine times to me? Why can't you do it now, isn't it because you don't eat and drink in a toast?" Zheng Ming slowly stepped forward and said with a hint of a smile.

This step seems ordinary, but the pressure on Zhuo Yingkang's body has doubled all of a sudden, his legs began to bend, and the corners of his mouth became more and more blue.

The cold and sharp sword intent rushed into his body even more, making him feel a threat called death. (To be continued.) )

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