Chapter 717: Nine Tribulations Shura Body

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It hurts, it hurts!

For him, the crazy bump just now was too painful, and he couldn't care about his face or majesty, just like a dead dog, lying on the ground and howling desperately.

And Zheng Ming came to the fallen Jiang Zongheng in a leisurely manner, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Virtuous nephew, I told you, I am friends with your father and mother, how can you have soft arms and legs, how can you hit my old arms and legs!"

Zheng Ming's words are extremely old-fashioned, but with his young face, it makes people feel that Zheng Ming is ridiculing.

Jiang Zongheng bit his lip tightly, trying to suppress his screams. But the pain was so intense that it was unbearable.

It hurt so much that he felt like he wanted to go crazy. In his mind, the scene just now kept flashing.

At the moment of impact, it was as if he had hit a big pillar, not to mention a giant hammer, but also a giant hammer that fell heavily from the void, and this giant hammer made his body almost scattered.

He heard the sound of his own bones breaking, he heard the sound of his internal organs displaced, and he even heard the sound of his own flesh meridians breaking.

This collision not only shattered his bones, but also his Nine Tribulation Shura body, which was also greatly traumatized.

Although the Nine Tribulations Shura Body pays attention to not breaking or standing, once it is broken too much, this ninth-order Shura Body will be directly abolished.

"Who are you, why is your body stronger than mine!" Jiang Zongheng gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his body, glared at Zheng Ming, and asked loudly towards Zheng Ming in a deep voice.

Zheng Ming smiled and said, "When you ask this question, do you want to tell me first, who is your father?"

"My father is the Emperor of War!" When Jiang Zongheng said these words, he stared at Zheng Ming tightly, he wanted to see fear in Zheng Ming's eyes, and he wanted to see chagrin in Zheng Ming's expression.

Only in this way will the pain in his heart be reduced, and only in this way will he be able to breathe.

But it's a pity that Zheng Ming's expression didn't change in the slightest, as if he heard a cat and a dog.

This feeling not only made Jiang Zongheng feel incomprehensible, but even the people standing behind Jiang Zongheng could hardly accept Zheng Ming's performance at this moment.

He shouldn't be surprised, he shouldn't show a hint of fear, he shouldn't show a hint of ......

Just when they shouldn't have been, Zheng Ming's expression finally followed their thoughts. Zheng Ming showed a look of surprise, and even Zheng Ming showed a look that he didn't know how to describe.

Although it was a little late, it also made Jiang Zongheng's injured heart recover a lot at once, and when he was about to say the words that he had prepared to make this guy frightened, Zheng Ming spoke again.

"You are Jiang Wuji's son, oops, it's really a bit of a bully for the younger generation, tsk, when I beat your father back then, I didn't beat you so hard, it's really a bit unreasonable!"

Zheng Ming's annoyed words made Jiang Zongheng completely crazy, he didn't expect that Zheng Ming would say such nonsense.

Neither he nor anyone else felt that what Zheng Ming said was true. There is no lack of battle body, undefeated, and now it has reached a new peak, just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, his cultivation is not more than the second realm of Yuefan, and he dares to say that he has defeated the Emperor of Battle, it is really funny.

It's just that Jiang Zongheng couldn't laugh, he was hit by Zheng Ming, and the whole person was already paralyzed on the ground.

"Don't talk nonsense, you slander my father, one day, you will be cut by a thousand knives, and you will die without a place to be buried. ā€

Jiang Zongheng's roar was full of resentment, but Zheng Ming didn't pay attention to him at this time, and his gaze fell on the white stone dragon again.

The Yuan Dragon Essence Blood in the dragon's mouth has not only been perfected, but also begun to fall. He would never allow anyone to ruin Zheng's plan.

"Everyone, honestly find a place to stay, if anyone dares to fight the idea of this Yuan Dragon Essence Blood, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword. ā€

As soon as Zheng Ming's words came out, the expressions of the other seven men and women changed. They are the arrogant figures of one side, even if they are Jiang Zongheng, they can only suppress them with the help of their own Lao Tzu's name.

Now this man actually let them stay in one place after another, and he really didn't look at them in his eyes.

If it weren't for Zheng Ming colliding Jiang too badly, he hadn't slowed down until now, and among the seven men and women, there were definitely people who couldn't help but make a move.

"Ming Shao, I haven't seen you for so many years, your domineering personality still hasn't changed much!" Zheng Astonishing's words were filled with emotion.

Zheng Ming looked at Zheng Amazing, who had white hair like frost, and laughed and said: "The vicissitudes of life, what will never change, is still our true colors." ā€

"Grandma's, I taught them all the lessons back then, and now it's not a piece of cake to teach these little rabbit cubs a lesson!"

"In the Lower Heaven Sword Pavilion Mu Qingqiu, please advise!" The woman with the sword behind her back, as cold as snow, landed lightly in front of Zheng Ming, and said in a calm voice.

Her voice is as crisp as a clear spring, but this clear spring is a cold eternal cold spring, giving people a feeling of being cold to the bones.

Heavenly Sword Pavilion, Zheng Ming has never heard of it!

He glanced at the dragon shadow scimitar in his hand, and said casually, "You haven't asked the name of the commander yet?"

Mu Qingqiu's expression did not change at all, she glanced at Zheng Ming solemnly, and then said lightly: "Family Master Sword Saint!"

The words Sword Saint made Zheng Ming stunned for a moment, he had been trapped in the Tianheng Divine Realm for a hundred years, and he really didn't know much about the situation in the Sunrise Domain.

"Sword Saint, it's really a big breath!" Putting the dragon shadow scimitar in his hand, Zheng Ming said casually: "I really haven't heard of it." ā€

"The Sword Saint is Jin Wushen, this guy is a late bloomer, since he broke through Yuefan, he has entered the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, I heard that over the years, he has been singing all the way, and now he should be at the peak of the God Realm. ā€

Zheng said this amazingly, with a hint of banter in his words: "Ming Shao, you don't even remember Jin Wushen, right?"

Jin Wushen turned out to be the peak of the Birth God Realm, Zheng Ming really didn't expect that although Jin Wushen suppressed one side in the Great Jin Dynasty, but in the realm of Yuefan, he was still an ant.

Such a character, within a hundred years, has actually climbed to the peak of the Divine Realm, and the progress of this Jin Wushen can only be described by a god word.

"Jin Wushen is really a late bloomer, as if I still owe him a martial arts competition!" Zheng Ming touched his nose and said with a hint of self-deprecation.

Zheng was shocked and silent, but there was a hint of a smile on his thin face. It was as if he had gone back in time.

"Your Excellency is not excessive, Miss Qingqiu treats her politely, Your Excellency is taking advantage of people like this, it is not a gentleman's doing!" a young man stepped forward and said angrily towards Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming looked at the young man and felt as if he was a little familiar. It's just that the feeling that this young man gave him seemed to be even more weird.

The seven young men and women present, each of them, had a special momentum, and they were all proud figures of their respective sects.

Now that we are together, there is a feeling of a hundred flowers. But the man who came out, when he didn't speak, was like a lonely flower. And now, when he spoke, it was like the sun in the void, and no one could stop his light.

The reason why Zheng Ming felt that this person was a little special and familiar was because the aura emanating from this person was a bit the same as what Zheng Ming remembered.

This won't be another junior!

"Your Excellency knows the family teacher?" Mu Qingqiu didn't pay attention to the young man's words, but asked Zheng Ming in a deep voice.

Zheng Ming smiled and said, "It's also considered to have been dealt with." ā€

Mu Qingqiu's beautiful eyes glanced at Zheng Ming's face twice, and then said lightly: "Since you are a senior, please ask a senior for advice." ā€

The young man who came forward didn't expect Mu Qingqiu to have such an attitude. However, he didn't feel the slightest embarrassment, but smiled brightly and said, "Since Senior Sister Mu is generous, then there won't be much to do." ā€

Speaking of this, he glanced at Zheng Ming solemnly, and then said with a solemn attitude: "Your Excellency is very bad like this. ā€

As he spoke, the young man withdrew.

At this moment, the feeling that the man gives people is a bright and dazzling feeling, and under the light of the man, he can't help but make others rise from the heart of a feeling of inferiority.

Zheng Ming's red sun also has the power of light, but his power of light is not as pure as the power of light of men.

Mu Qingqiu pulled out the long sword behind her back, and then made a qualification to hold the sword, at this moment, she looked more and more fairy, just like a fairy in the sky.

Zheng Ming saw Mu Qingqiu holding the sword, but the light in his eyes flickered, and from Mu Qingqiu's sword, he saw something that should have almost been forgotten.

Flying Immortals!

This posture was born from the Flying Immortal of Ye Gucheng that he used back then, but at this time, Mu Qingqiu added a lot of things that belonged to her in this sword technique.

But no matter what, the origin of this posture is Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortals from the sky. There are many people who have seen this trick of flying immortals outside the sky, but those who can use it to teach their own disciples, Zheng Ming feels that there is only Jin Wushen.

He looked at Mu Qingqiu, who was holding the sword, and couldn't help but recall that back then, under the flying immortals outside the sky, how many old people were there back then.

However, in the eyes of those celestial arrogances, Zheng Ming looked at Mu Qingqiu directly, that is, he had bad intentions for Mu Qingqiu.

This kind of plan made those Tianjiao very unhappy, especially the man who spoke just now, and snorted coldly: "Since Your Excellency claims to be an elder of people, you should look like an elder, and you shouldn't be embarrassed here." ā€

Speaking of the four words of embarrassment, the man's voice was particularly loud. (To be continued.) )