Chapter 158: The True Shadow Emperor on Leiyun Platform (seeking completeness)
In Yuancheng Inn.
The morning light was slightly bright, and the sky turned fish belly white.
A faint ray of sunlight shone in through the window, and then there was a bustle of shouts outside the door.
"Quick, hurry up."
"Today is a big day for the head of the Five Poison Sect to recruit a son-in-law."
"I don't know how many young talents will go today, but it's a lively and good day."
"If you go late, you may not get a good seat."
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"It's so early in the morning, and I don't want anyone to sleep."
I heard a muttering coming from the bed, and then a little head crawled out of the bed sleepily.
Tan Yun rubbed his eyes and said to himself: "What on earth is going on? Isn't it tomorrow that the Five Poison Sect will recruit a son-in-law?"
After she sneaked out from Luo Zixiang, she lost her way for some reason and came to Yuancheng.
After arriving here, she heard the big news that the Five Poison Sect was recruiting a son-in-law. Tan Yun had grown up in the Demon Sect's main altar since she was a child. She actually had no favorable impression of the Five Poison Sect itself, but she liked liveliness by nature, and when she saw places with many people, she
I want to join in, so I won't miss this great opportunity.
"today?"
Tan Yun got up in a daze, and then said with excitement, "It's time to get up quickly and buy some food and drink to take with you on the way."
Thinking of this, Tan Yun got up in a hurry, put on his clothes, socks, and shoes, washed briefly, then put on a black robe, put on a simple mask and walked out of the inn.
"Here are the scallion pancakes. Fragrant and thick scallion pancakes. They cost five cents each."
On the street, a vendor was shouting.
The round, thick pancake is sprinkled with green scallions and filled with a lot of crystal-like lard.
The freshly baked scallion pancakes are full of scallion oil, fragrant and crispy when you bite into them!
"Give me three."
Tan Yun almost drooled when he looked at the scallion pancakes.
The vendor took a look at Tan Yun's body shape and saw that she was probably a woman. Then he smiled and said: "Sir, our scallion pancakes are very thick. One piece is enough for one person in the morning. Do you want some egg soup...
."
"Come three, I still have friends at home."
Tan Yun waved his hand and took out fifteen cents.
"okay."
The vendor took the money, made three cakes and wrapped them in brown paper.
Tan Yun took one and started to nibble on it. Then he visited the entire morning market in Yuancheng and bought a roast chicken, three scallion pancakes, a bunch of candied haws, three packs of pastries, and two bags of water.
After sorting out these items, she hurried along Wudu Mountain.
Wudu Mountain is not high, but it is much higher than Sanmiao Mountain. People in the world are everywhere along the way, telling about the recent major events in the world, including the battle between the Ghost Swordsman and the Heavenly Sword.
Tan Yun couldn't help but feel elated when she heard this. She was eating and laughing along the way, but no one noticed her.
At this moment, a figure in front of him caught Tan Yun's attention. The moment he saw the figure, Tan Yun opened his mouth wide, as if he could stuff an egg into it.
The woman's waist could not be seen, and she looked like a water tank.
Tan Yun lowered his head subconsciously and couldn't see his waist. He could only touch his small waist with his hands. There was already some fat.
At this moment, the scallion pancake in my hand suddenly lost its aroma.
"No, starting from today."
Tan Yun clenched the brown paper in his hand and said in his mind: "I want to lose weight!"
As she said that, she stretched out her arm to throw the scallion pancake in her hand, but the next moment she made a movement in her hand, "Forget it, this is all bought with money, and I can't make any money...My uncle is dead.
How else can you make money?"
Speaking of this, Tan Yun was slightly startled, and his expression suddenly became a little sad.
Yes, An Jing is dead!
He is no longer here.
Tan Yun put away the scallion pancakes and said secretly: "My uncle said that there are three ways for people to die. If I always remember him, he will always live in my heart. In this way, he is not dead."
"Uncle, just live in my heart."
Thinking of this, she walked towards the mountain.
I don’t know why I remembered the scene of climbing Sanmiao Mountain together. At that time, my uncle was so tired that he wanted to drink water.
This incident seemed like a lifetime ago, as if it was still yesterday.
"Uncle, I hope you will have no worries in the next life."
Tan Yun gathered his mood and walked quickly towards the mountain.
Soon she came to the mountain. There were not many people on the mountain at this time.
"A little hungry..."
Tan Yun touched his belly. He had eaten a little during the trip. In addition, he had wasted a lot of energy climbing the mountain. Looking at the food he had brought, he couldn't bear it anymore: "My uncle said, eat
It tastes good and will make you immortal, so I’d better eat it.”
Thinking of this, she tore the brown paper directly.
.........
At this moment, An Jing was shocked when he saw the familiar shadow.
"Tan Yun!?"
There can be no second person in this eating phase.
But how could she appear here!?
An Jing was filled with doubts at this moment and wished he could grab Tan Yun immediately and ask for clarification.
"Boy, hurry up, the Thunder Cloud Platform will be opened in half a stick of incense."
When the deacon of Wudu Sect saw An Jing motionless, he suddenly said with some dissatisfaction.
"I see."
An Jing knew that he didn't have enough time, so he thought to himself: He can only wait until he comes out before asking her properly.
Now he walked quickly towards Leiyuntai.
At this time, the young heroes who came to recruit a son-in-law all walked to the Leiyuntai, and all of them were gearing up and eager to try. Some of them were quite scheming, chatting with each other and forming gangs.
An Jing, on the other hand, stood in the corner without saying a word. Anyway, he just wanted to be the third best.
"Boy, how about we go together?"
At this time, Gu Baolin, the worshiper of the Sanhu Gang, came over.
He vaguely felt that this kid had some strength, so he stepped forward to strike up a conversation.
"No."
An Jing flatly refused.
He didn't want to fight with these people and cause unnecessary trouble.
"That's fine, brother, be careful, Han Li is a villain."
After Gu Baolin finished speaking, he walked towards the others.
Some agreed and some refused, but he said the same thing to everyone who refused.
Then Han Li is a villain.
When Han Li in the distance heard Gu Baolin's words, his teeth clenched and his face turned pale with anger.
An Jing glanced at them and found that most of them were fourth-, third-, and second-grade people with extremely high cultivation levels, and there were only a handful of first-grade people.
And his true strength is simply outstanding among this group of people.
Among the first-grade ones, in addition to the meat-like Little Marquis, there are two other people who are around thirty years old. Moreover, among them, the Little Marquis has the highest cultivation level and has already condensed human flowers. The other two have not yet condensed.
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If An Jing is not here, Qiu Lun will undoubtedly be the biggest winner.
"Whether I'm here or not, he is the biggest winner."
An Jing secretly shook his head, he was not here to compete for first place, he was here to compete for second or third place.
Not far from the audience, Fang Jinxiu looked at Qiu Lun's figure and couldn't help but bite her thick lips and laughed at herself: "He said he was just here to join in the fun, but it turns out he was lying to me. Yes, who in this world doesn't?"
Where’s the beauty lover?”
Qiu Lun also felt Fang Jinxiu's eyes and did not dare to look at him. He couldn't help but cursed secretly: "Old man, you have to force me to do things I don't want to do every time. No, I must control my own happiness."
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He really couldn't understand why his old man insisted on letting him marry that cold, icy and ugly Dai Ling.
Wouldn't his life be ruined?
He wants to challenge fate!
"Leiyuntai Trial will open after ten breaths, everyone, please be ready."
At this time, Lord Five Poison Master Dai Danshu took a deep breath and said loudly.
Everyone in Leiyuntai became extremely nervous when they heard Dai Danshu's words. Rumor has it that Leiyuntai is the place where the strength of the Five Poison Sect disciples is tested.
Even though there are all the top young heroes in the world, they don't dare to underestimate the prestige of Leiyuntai.
Soon, the Leiyuntai array was activated.
An Jing felt a ball of electricity surging through his feet, a tingling sensation that made him feel very comfortable.
"Does this Leiyuntai also have the massage effect?"
An Jing said to himself, but at this time he noticed that the faces of other people around him became very bad, especially those below the fourth grade, who were even more pale.
"Something's wrong. My bones and flesh are extremely strong, so this shouldn't have any effect on me. I can't be calm and composure."
Thinking of this, An Jing quickly pretended to look very solemn.
"This Thunder Cloud Terrace really deserves its reputation."
In the distance, a young man with a first-level cultivation couldn't help but secretly said: "No, no one knows if anyone here will persist to the end. In my opinion, one less competitor is a competitor."
Thinking of this, his eyes looked around.
"Yan Sheng, what do you want to do?"
A young man next to him suddenly trembled when he saw this look.
This person is none other than Yan Sheng, who is second on the list of geniuses. He is said to be second, but he is now number one.
Because Qi Yun, who ranked first, is dead.
"Sending you down."
Yan Sheng sneered, then slapped him with a palm.
"boom!"
Yan Sheng was a first-level cultivator, and the strength of this palm was not small. The young man with a third-level cultivation was no match for him, and he was immediately slapped away by the palm.
Yan Sheng is the youngest disciple of Old Man Qingfeng, and can be compared to the genius of Qi Yun in the Zhenyi Sect.
It is said that when old man Qingfeng was traveling around the world, he discovered Yan Sheng in a wolf den. At that time, Yan Sheng was snatching the mother wolf's milk from the wolf cubs.
Later, Old Man Qingfeng discovered that Yan Sheng had excellent bones and was a natural prodigy in martial arts. Although he had been half-hidden in the world, he couldn't help but fall in love with Yan Sheng when he saw him. He then adopted him, trained him carefully, and taught him martial arts.
Teach them the principles of life.
Yan Sheng is worthy of being a prodigy. He entered the list of geniuses when he was seventeen years old. He has been chasing after him all the way. Today, only Qi Yun from the Zhenyi Sect can beat him.
Yan Sheng is twenty-nine this year, and will soon be on the list of geniuses. Originally, he had no chance to sit at the top of the list of geniuses, but now that Qi Yun has passed away, he is lucky enough to sit at the top of the list of geniuses.
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Speaking of old man Qing Feng, An Jing has a long history with him.
Old Man Qingfeng also had a great disciple, Master Moyun, who had died in his hands.
Yan Sheng's cultivation level was the highest among those present, having reached the first level. Moreover, he was practicing the martial arts taught by the old man Qing Feng. There were basically few people who could rival him.
Soon another first-level master also started to take action. This person is a well-known dragon list master in the world. He is thirty-three this year. His name is Bai Zhi. Because the sword in his hand is as fast as a thunder, so the world is known as a thunder.
sword.
"Brother Bai, how about you and I take care of the others first and decide who is better?"
Yan Sheng smiled.
"I think so too."
Bai Zhi also laughed loudly and rushed towards the crowd.
Both of them are at the first level of cultivation, not to mention the fourth level, even the third level, and the second level is no match for them. In addition, they have to use their internal strength to suppress the restless electric current, and they can use even 50% of their strength.
Not coming out.
On the contrary, the higher your cultivation here, the more your strength will be displayed.
Under this situation, even people in the second-level realm can't stop the two of them from attacking each other.
"This Yan Sheng is really good."
When the Five Poison Masters saw this, they couldn't help but nodded.
Behind Yan Sheng is Old Man Qingfeng. That Old Man Qingfeng is at the level of a Grandmaster. Although he is only a First Qi Grandmaster, he is also a famous Grandmaster. This background is already considered excellent.
It is said that old man Qingfeng treats Yan Sheng as his own son and cherishes him very much.
Moreover, Yan Sheng is not very old. He reached the first-level realm at the age of only twenty-nine. With the help of Lei Chi in the future, it will not be a problem to reach smallpox at the age of fifty. He may even have the opportunity to reach the half-step master realm. If everything goes well, the next step
Reach the Grand Master before the age of 100.
Thinking of this, Mr. Wudu couldn't help but show a hint of satisfaction.
Dai Ling was by the side but did not speak.
She couldn't say she liked Yan Sheng, but she couldn't say she disliked him either. If possible, she could give Yan Sheng some opportunities to get in touch with him.
After all, opportunities only come after getting along with others.
However, the world is still uncertain at this moment, and anyone may become the dark horse.
Ling Yuanjing couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If Qi Yun had not died and was here today, where would Yan Sheng's majesty come from?
Most of the other disciples of the Zhenyi Sect are old, and either are not in the mood for love, or have insufficient cultivation, but none of them can compete with Yan Sheng.
"This turtle son!"
Qiu Heng was even more furious when he saw his Qiu Lun paddling in the corner.
You damn thing, I have so many natural treasures, including the Nine Dragon Pill given by the emperor, and you have just reached the realm of a first-class human flower. At this moment, you don’t show off your skills to let your future father-in-law and daughter-in-law see your strength.
Paddling behind!?
Qiu Heng secretly thought about how he would teach his incompetent son tonight.
Tan Yun sat in the distance, eating and watching, but felt that the competition among everyone present was very boring, "What? I thought there would be some exciting competition. Ghost Swordsman and Sky Sword are much more exciting and beautiful than this."
As for Leiyuntai, a fierce battle was going on at the moment, especially after Yan Sheng and Bai Zhi showed their prowess, people kept getting kicked out of the ring.
"If we go together, you won't believe it."
Han Li's face darkened when he saw this.
"Go together!"
Others around him also responded to Han Li's call and faced Yan Sheng together.
"They're just a bunch of chickens and dogs."
Yan Sheng smiled domineeringly and slapped the people in front of him with his palm, forcing a group of people to retreat by him alone.
"My son Yan Sheng, don't be so arrogant!"
Han Li shouted loudly, and his inner energy surged away.
Yan Sheng went up to greet him with a calm expression.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
A series of sounds of collision of qi machines were heard, and then only the sound of bone cracking was heard. Han Li covered his arm and his face turned pale.
"Brother!"
Fang Jinxiu couldn't help shouting when he saw this.
"Hey, I'm no match for you." Han Li sighed, and then walked off the ring.
On the other side, Gu Baolin, a second-level master, and three third-level masters were all thrown down by Bai Zhi.
"Can't see me, can't see me."
An Jing was hiding in a corner at this moment, thinking silently in his heart.
It is better to do less than to do more, and there is a risk of being exposed if he takes action, so if he can survive until the end, he naturally wants to survive until the end.
I don’t want Dai Ling, I just want third place.
"Should you go down by yourself, or should I take you down?"
Yan Sheng walked over slowly at this time and looked at An Jing who was "supporting hard" and "reciting words" in the corner.
"How about you give me a chance?"
An Jing sighed and looked at Yan Shengdao.
"Give you a chance?"
Yan Sheng smiled, then his expression turned cold, "No."
"If you don't give it, you won't give it. That's what you said yourself."
An Jing snorted softly and pretended to be proud: "Then don't blame me for being rude."
"Hahahahaha."
Yan Sheng couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He really couldn't understand why a person who was struggling to support himself could say such a thing.
Ninety-eight moves!
An Jing looked at Yan Sheng and secretly calculated in his mind that if he defeated him in the 98th move, his level should be even slightly higher than his, so he would never be exposed.
Thinking of this, An Jing took a deep breath and looked extremely solemn.
"This kid..."
Lou Xiangzhen in the audience couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw An Jing, "My dear grandson, your acting is really good."
Qiu Lun, who was paddling on the other side, also saw Qiu Heng's extremely cold eyes, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
"No, with my cultivation, it is basically difficult to meet an opponent here. If I do it too obviously, the old man will definitely see it."
Qiu Lun took a deep breath and looked at Bai Zhi, who was "killing everyone", "Just attack this kid first, and then defeat him. As long as he acts well, he should be fine."
With that said, he jumped up and rushed towards Bai Zhi.
Bai Zhi, the master who was cleaning the Thunder Cloud Terrace, suddenly felt his hair standing on end and was startled.
"Little Marquis!?"
Qiu Lun said calmly: "Bai Zhi, I have long wanted to know your strength."
"this......"
When Bai Zhi heard this, he suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment.
He would rather face Yan Sheng than Qiu Lun.
You must know that Qiu Lun is not only highly cultivated, but also the only son of Qiu Heng. He cannot win by himself, and he does not dare to win.
"I...."
Just when Bai Zhi was about to admit defeat and walk away, Qiu Lun had already rushed over.
Qiulun's palm was so fierce that Bai Zhi was forced to have no place to breathe, especially his mountain-like body, which gave him a strong sense of oppression.
Bai stopped crying immediately, thinking that Qiu Lun was planning to use him to establish his power and show it to Dai Danshu and Dai Ling.
Thinking of this, he could only cooperate with Qiu Lun.
On the other side, Yan Sheng also faced An Jing.
Yan Sheng's palm skills were fierce and domineering, and An Jing used the same palm skills, and his body was extremely flexible. Whenever he and Yan Sheng collided, the two seemed to be equally matched, regardless of superiority or inferiority.
"This man is something special."
Yan Sheng couldn't attack for a long time, and suddenly he frowned secretly.
No matter how hard I tried, the person on the opposite side seemed to catch it easily, and for a while I was completely unable to do anything to him.
When Ling Yuanjing saw this, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "The person Yan Sheng is facing is also pretty good."
You must know that Yan Sheng is the young talent at the top of the list of geniuses. Generally, people under the age of thirty-five are not his enemies at all. If they can fight with him repeatedly, they are already very good.
Unexpectedly, the man in white had fought him for dozens of rounds without any defeat.
"It's really good. I don't know who will win between them."
The Five Poison Master nodded slightly, but he was very happy in his heart. Finally, a dark horse appeared.
Dai Ling looked at the figure in white, and for some reason, a feeling of disgust arose in his heart, as if he didn't want that person to win at all.
Ling Yuanjing turned his head and looked to the other side, "The young Marquis is also amazing. It is already very difficult to reach the realm of human beings and flowers at such an age."
Reaching the realm of human beings and flowers in your thirties is already quite amazing, but of course it cannot be compared with the monsters in the world.
Qiu Heng said with a smile: "Master Ling has given me the award. The child is extremely naughty and lazy in cultivation. He has taken many heavenly materials, earthly treasures and Nine Dragon Pills, and only then has he reached the realm of human flowers."
Hearing that Ling Yuanjing finally mentioned Qiu Lun, Qiu Heng secretly gave Ling Yuanjing a thumbs up.
Ling Yuanjing waved his hand and said: "Master Qiu, you can't say that. If you don't have a bone and don't practice hard, no matter how many pills you take, it will be useless. These are just foreign objects."
On the Thunder Cloud Platform.
The battle between An Jing and Yan Sheng has reached a fever pitch. Yan Sheng's face was solemn. He didn't expect that he would be forced into this position by an unknown junior.
It seemed that he wanted to make a quick decision so as not to waste his internal energy.
Thinking of this, he stretched out his palm, and the inner energy poured into his arm crazily.
boom!
With a palm strike, his inner energy surged fiercely towards An Jing.
"So strong!"
An Jing couldn't help but shout loudly, and then he used all his inner strength to meet him with a palm.
"boom!"
The moment the two palms collided, a deafening sound suddenly sounded, as if the Thunder Cloud Platform was shaking.
"Boom!"
Yan Sheng's intuition came with a powerful force, and his whole body was suddenly thrown out from under the Thunder Cloud Terrace like an arrow from a string.
Defeated!?
He actually lost to a nobody!?
Yan Sheng himself was full of astonishment and a little unbelievable.
An Jing's face turned pale, and he wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood, but he felt that his blood was very precious, so he stepped back continuously and his body was even more shaky.
You can tell from that look that he won miserably.
At this time, there were only three people left on the Leiyuntai.
"Enter the finals."
Seeing this, An Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, there was a sound of discussion under Leiyun Stage.
"Yan Sheng was defeated!?"
"Who was the one who defeated him?"
"I don't know either. His martial arts skills are a bit strange and they don't seem to be very advanced."
"Yeah, I feel like I can do that palm technique too."
.............
Yan Sheng's defeat obviously shocked many people present. Unexpectedly, he still lost to a little-known person.
"Little Marquis, I lose, please spare me."
Bai Zhi took dozens of Qiu Lun's moves and was so tired that he couldn't breathe, so he quickly said:
When Qiu Lun heard this, he also retracted his palm.
Bai Zhi let out a heavy breath and then left Leiyuntai as if running away.
"Now there are only two of them left in this Leiyuntai."
Ling Yuanjing couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.
The Five Poison Master took a deep breath, looked at An Jing's back, and couldn't help but ask, "Who is that person? Why can't I see through his tricks?"
In his opinion, that man's cultivation level was also at the first level, and his palm skills were mediocre. He didn't know why he was able to defeat Yan Sheng.
Anjing's convergence technique is the most advanced convergence technique.
At this moment, his cultivation level is at the level of smallpox. If he does not exert all his energy, even ordinary masters may not be able to see through his cultivation level.
How can the Five Poison Master's half-step master cultivation level be seen?
Ling Yuanjing stroked his beard and smiled and said: "There are many crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the world, and there are even more hidden masters. For decades, there have been many deeds of these masters and their descendants traveling in the world. Maybe this person is behind the scenes.
With one extremely powerful grandmaster, or even two, Brother Dai doesn't have to worry about this."
Qiu Heng nodded and said: "What Peak Master Ling said is absolutely correct."
When Dai Danshu heard this, he said nothing more.
Ling Yuanjing looked at the two people on the stage: "Now, of the two people on the field, one has been severely injured, but the young Marquis seems to still have some strength left. I think he has a great chance of winning."
The other experts nodded again and again, thinking that Qiu Lun had already secured the first place.
"That's not necessarily the case."
Qiu Heng's face remained calm, but his heart was full of smiles.
At this moment, An Jing was obviously severely damaged because of his fight with Yan Sheng, while Qiu Heng looked very relaxed. Almost everyone present thought that Qiu Heng was the winner.
Dai Ling never expected that the final outcome would be like this.
Looking at the mountain of meat, she really couldn't accept it.
On the Thunder Cloud Platform.
An Jing breathed a sigh of relief and said to Qiu Lun: "The young marquis' strength is unpredictable, I..."
At this moment, Qiu Lun interrupted An Jing's words: "Brother, you have good kung fu. The palm fell just like Xuanqing Mountain falling, and the continuous river water capsized down, which made people feel fear and panic.
Uneasy, frightened..."
etc!?
When An Jing heard this, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Why was Qiu Lun praising him so much?
I'm planning to admit defeat.
Thinking of this, An Jing shouted quickly: "Little Marquis, don't talk nonsense, I don't have any."
Qiu Lun said with a serious face: "Your palm can't even be withstood by Yan Sheng, the top master on the Tianjiao list. Isn't it powerful enough?"
An Jing said with a heavy face: "That palm just now has used all my internal energy. At this moment, my internal energy is exhausted and has been exhausted."
Qiu Lun also had a solemn face, staring at An Jing and said: "No, I don't believe it. This must be your plan. I really understand your strength."
You know shit!
An Jing saw Qiu Lun's expression and said seriously: "No, I'm exhausted. I can swear that."
"No, you didn't. It's definitely your plan. I won't fall for it."
"Why did I lie to you? If you don't believe me, give it a try."
"I have been familiar with the art of war since I was a child. With your little trick of luring the enemy in, you still want to deceive my sharp eyes?"
Everyone in the audience, watching the two arguing with each other, was all confused by Monk Zhang Er.
"You son of a bitch, why are you talking so much? Go up and beat him up."
There was no change on Qiu Heng's face, and he couldn't help shouting crazily in his heart: "That kid is obviously exhausted, why are you still dawdling?"
An Jing said anxiously: "In that case, let's see the real chapter."
As he said that, he slapped Qiulun with his palm.
His palm technique was weak and weak, even inferior to that of the third-level master just now.
Now I can see that I am really exhausted.
An Jing smiled secretly, as long as Qiulun counterattacked, he would be defeated when the time came, and he would surrender by using the donkey's support.
"Good palm skills!"
The moment An Jing took out his palm, Qiu Lun also greeted him with a palm.
"Snapped!"
The moment the two palms collided, Qiu Lun stepped back with a look of horror on his face, "What a domineering palm!"
What!?
When An Jing heard this, he was slightly startled. He had no use of his own inner strength with this palm. How could he force Qiu Lun back?
This is obviously impossible!
But now he was wearing a mask, but no one could see his face clearly.
"This palm technique!?"
Ling Yuanjing suddenly stood up, "Is this person a descendant of the Kuiyuan Sect?"
"Kuiyuanmen?" The Five Poison Master Dai Danshu also looked extremely solemn.
"What kind of sect is this Kuiyuan Sect?"
Qiu Heng was a little puzzled.
He doesn't know much about things in the world, especially such unknown hidden sects.
Ling Yuanjing looked at An Jing and slowly explained: "Kuiyuanmen is a secret sect in the Nine Kingdoms period. What they practice is Kuiyuanjue. This kind of skill hides the inner strength when taking action. If Kuiyuanmen If you become a killer, all of them will be the best killers in the world, but then for unknown reasons, the sect suddenly disappeared, and there has been no news since."
The top killer? Hidden inner strength?
Qiu Heng was stunned. He knew exactly what this represented, because when Yan and Zhao were at war, countless martial arts masters participated in the fight.
Wudu Langjun was also a little surprised: "It turns out that this person is a descendant of Kuiyuan Sect."
Tan Yun, who was eating chicken legs, was shocked, "Why does this figure look so familiar?"
She felt that his body resembled that of the Ghost Swordsman, and a seed of doubt was unknowingly buried in Tan Yun's heart.
At this moment, An Jing also knew that Qiu Lun was putting on a show, so he sent a message: "Little Marquis, don't you want to marry Dai Ling, who is as beautiful as a fairy, and become the son-in-law of the Five Poison Sect?"
Qiu Lun cursed and said through the message: "Dai Ling is ugly, and it is just a big ice cube. You can take it if you want. This is a great opportunity for you. In the future, your wife will succeed the Five Poisons Sect leader, don’t forget that I am.”
"And I still want to find the one I love."
As he spoke, Qiu Lun looked at a water tank under the stage intentionally or unintentionally.
Dai Ling is ugly!?
An Jingzheng looked at Qiu Lun in shock. Could it be that his eyes were blind?
While An Jing was in a daze, Qiu Lun continued to send a message: "When you hit me with a palm later, I will vomit blood and admit defeat, what do you think?"
Hello to you, uncle!
An Jing cursed secretly, then slapped him with his hand.
I will not bear this responsibility.
"You kid, you are really impatient. We haven't discussed the details yet."
Qiu Lun secretly laughed, thinking that An Jing agreed, and immediately slapped An Jing again.
Under the gaze of everyone, the two of them collided firmly with each other.
"Wow--!"
"Ouch!"
.......
What followed was a dramatic scene that shocked everyone.