"Yan'er? How could she be here?" Cao Wujiang's face was not good-looking.

"Who is she? Do you know her?" the young man asked Cao Wujiang.

"The granddaughter of the leader of the Blood Evil Sect, the demon!" Cao Wujiang didn't just know him. Many years ago, the demon was included in the key surveillance list of the Python Palace. This woman is simply a femme beauty. Her character and talent are even better than Qiu Lin, the leader of the Blood Evil Sect. Qiu Lin even said that she would use the power of the entire sect to cultivate the demon. Many people call her... a demon girl in the Northern Region!

"Blood Elf, Demon?" The disciples of the Holy Temple were even more interested. It was worth taking a detour to the Thunder Ancient City. The top five tea clubs met two at one time, and they were the most controversial and dangerous two.

The demon smiled, but his tone was not good: "How could you disciples of the Holy Temple be interested in condescending to come to the Northern Region? There are many barbaric people in the wilderness. Are you afraid of coming and going?"

"Miss Yao'er, don't dare to touch you just because you are a woman." A cold and beautiful girl snorted, dissatisfied with Yao'er's frivolity.

"Do you dare to touch me? I'll stand here, let's try it?" As the granddaughter of the leader of the Blood Evil Sect, Yao'er is not afraid of the heavens and earth in this northern region. So what about the Holy Hall? Do you dare to kill me? If you kill me, no one will want to return to the central region alive! Don't dare to kill me? Then don't act arrogantly.

"Arrogant!" The girl was annoyed. Even the Python Palace did not dare to be arrogant in front of us. Where did you get the courage?

"I'm arrogant, what can you do?" Yao'er snorted.

The Qin guards behind her were breathing secretly, "Please be careful, they are the temple from the imperial city."

"Where is the Sect Master Qiu Lin?" The three white-haired old men stopped the provocation of their disciples. They headed towards the temple, and their spiritual senses were like a tide, sweeping all courtyards of the city. The Sect Master of Tiandao Sect, the Sect Master of Xuexie Sect, and the Sect Master of Tu Ling Sect. The three Sect Master of the Eight Sect are the strongest sect masters of the eight sects and have a great reputation throughout the dynasty. Among them, Qiu Lin, the Sect Master of the Blood Evil Sect, is the most evil and dangerous. If he is in charge of the Thunder Ancient City today, they really have to be careful. The latest and fastest update

"Grandpa has come to Yunluo Forest to do business."

“When will you come back?”

"Who knows, I've been there for ten days. I might come back today or tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Yao'er blinked at the three old men and giggled. The implication is that grandpa may come back at any time. Don't be arrogant, grandpa will hit you.

"Holy Hall, Lan Ying! Ask the Demon Girl." The cold and beautiful girl couldn't help but show off her.

"You try with my little lover first. If you win him, I will play with you."

"Little Lover?" All the disciples of the Holy Temple looked at Qin Ming.

Qin Ming was speechless and joked that he had started such an occasion.

Cao Wujiang frowned. How did they get together? This is not good news! Qin Ming has the identity of a Jinling disciple of Qingyun Sect. If he becomes the grandson-in-law of the leader of the Xuexie Sect, who dares to provoke him?

Qin Ming smiled and said, "Everyone is tired from the road, let's go to the temple to rest first."

"I don't think it's necessary. Lord Qin City wants to find a place and we warm up first."

"The ancient city is broken and there is no decent martial arts venue. If you don't dislike it, there is a dilapidated Colosseum in the city. It is a bit simple and simple, at least there is a venue where you can watch martial arts."

Colosseum? The disciples of the Holy Clan looked at each other, and it was better to be the Colosseum. "Lead the way!"

"You seem to have forgotten something." Qin Ming looked at them with a smile.

"What's up?"

"I have taken the name of Shurazi, what are you stake?"

"Be in the name of our sacred temple. If you can win, the sacred temple will publicly declare the dynasty and recognize the ranking of the Northern Region Tea Party."

"Can you represent the Holy Church?" Qin Ming questioned on the spot, without any politeness.

Everyone stopped talking and wanted to fool Qin Ming, but they didn't expect that this kid was quite smart. He represented the Holy Temple? Even the elders of the Holy Temple dared not.

"You took the name of Shurazi, did you deliberately come to cause trouble?" Yao'er came to Qin Ming and faced the disciples of the Holy Clan with him.

The disciples of the Holy Temple looked at the "intimate" performance of the two, and their expressions were slightly solemn. Qin Ming represents the Qingyun Sect and the Demons represent the Blood Evil Sect. Are the two parties going to marry? One Shurazi and the other blood elf. If the two come together, and the two sects join forces to cultivate them, it will not be good news for the central region.

The white-haired old man in front expressed his opinion: "If you can beat my disciples of the Holy Church, I will give you a hanging seal in the temple. When you have the opportunity to go to the dynasty in the future, hanging seals will save you a lot of trouble."

"What is the Holy Hall seal?" Qin Ming asked Yao'er.

Yao'er thought for a while and reached out to the old man with white hair: "Two! One of me, one of Qin Ming."

"Can."

"Trade." Yao'er made a decision for Qin Ming, and Xiang Jian touched him: "Borror! Torture to death!"

Everyone's eyes twitched slightly, their faces were not kind, and a cold flashed in their eyes.

Just cause me trouble! Qin Ming was helpless.

"Lead the way!" The three white-haired old men did not enter the temple. They also wanted to see how strong the top five disciples of the eight sects of tea party were. This was their main purpose.

Colosseum! The most lively place in the ancient Thunder City back then, it can accommodate tens of thousands of people to watch the battle. The stadium is very huge, and its shape is similar to a forest, which can create a more realistic and exciting spiritual demon duel. Although it is dilapidated and many places have collapsed into ruins, the internal stadium is still complete, covered with weeds and trees, and the ground is full of stones, like a forest.

The Holy Temple team came here and took a look. Although it was worn out, it had an original wild style, which was very suitable for martial arts.

"What kind of play?" Yao'er was very excited. Look at Qin Ming and the disciples of the Holy Temple. He couldn't wait to watch the game. It was exciting, and it would definitely be exciting. The representatives of the new generation of the Northern Region and the elites of the new generation of the Holy Temple were interesting to think about. Unfortunately, it was too hasty. We should set up a higher-level venue and invite more forces to appreciate it.

The disciples of the Holy Temple looked strange. Why did this woman be excited?

Cao Wujiang sneered, you are too naive, the disciples in the inner hall of the Holy Church are all absolute elites, and those who come here are all representatives in the inner hall.

"Who are you going first?" Qin Ming moved his body and just used the disciples of the Holy Temple to check his achievements these days.

The handsome boy was about to speak, but Qin Ming suddenly said, "Why don't you do this? I'll warm up with my friends in the Python Palace first?"

Cao Wujiang smiled, very coldly. Do you really meet me?

"Okay!! I agree, come and have some appetizers before the main meal." Yao'er provoked Cao Wujiang.

Appetizer? Few look down on others. Cao Wujiang snorted coldly. The two guards around him were not ordinary guards, but dead men and bodyguards selected by his father himself. They grew up with him since childhood. They are very talented, experienced and loyal. Now they are around twenty years old, they are already in the Xuanwu realm. One level of the first level of heaven and one level of heaven, these two are no worse than the elite disciples trained by the eight sects.

"Young Master, I'll go." The man from Yitian was named Wei Changkong. He clenched his fists, frowned, frowned and looked at Qin Ming. Appetizer? You are humiliating me!

"Welcome to the Lord of Qin to warm up, remember, click until you reach the end and give the opportunity to the disciples of the Holy Temple." Cao Wujiang wanted to protect the face of the disciples of the Holy Temple.

"Don't worry, I will be responsible." Wei Changkong walked towards Qin Ming, clasped his fists and shouted: "Pang King's Mansion, Wei Changkong, please fight."

The disciples of the Holy Temple were all scattered to the stands around, and they happened to take the guards of the Python Palace to explore Qin Ming's bottom.

The Qin family's guards gathered next to them and watched the battle nervously.

At this time, Cai Yi and Qin Ying also came secretly and whispered to understand the situation.

"It is inevitable that there will be harm in participating in martial arts, you won't mind, right?" Qin Ming said it deliberately to Cao Wujiang.

"You can hurt, whatever you want." Cao Wujiang was very confident in his guards.

Wei Changkong's breath began to change significantly, with strong wind rising all over his body, long hair dancing, and his tall and thin body actually exuded his beastly nature: "There are not only the eight sects in the Northern Region, but also the five kings!"

"Why do I feel that something is wrong with his breath?" Tuwei and the others were surprised.

The demon seemed very excited: "Wei Changkong, I know him. Look, look, it's going to change!"

"What has it become?"

"Roar!" Wei Changkong suddenly roared loudly, his voice was astonishingly intense, shaking the forest and woods trembled, and the gravel on the ground splashed randomly. His muscles wriggled violently, and his bones crackled and crisp. His body actually expanded rapidly like a balloon. He rose to more than three meters high at an astonishing speed, stretching his clothes, and his muscles all over his body were exaggerated, like rocks, and were even covered with blue veins.

The audience was moved. Even the disciples of the Holy Temple did not expect that the silent and low-key man around Cao Wujiang would suddenly show such a cruel side.

Cao Wujiang smiled happily, satisfied with the surprise atmosphere of the audience.

Wei Chang's air swelled, and fierce and violent air surged all over his body. His eyes emitted a fierce green light, and his expression was ferocious and manic, as if he was a beast.

"Is this martial arts, or bloodline?" Cai Yi covered her mouth in surprise.

"Martial Arts!!" Yao'er was very excited to see it. He had heard of it before, but he actually saw it with his own eyes today.

"My Demon Art!" Wei Changkong was like a fierce beast king, surrounded by evil spirits, and rushed towards Qin Ming with a fierce roar. He whistled his fist and roared hard, and his fist roared, roaring into the space. His fist actually emitted a fierce green light, wrapping around like thunder, with dazzling light.
Chapter completed!