The Mingxiao sect has many branches and many second-generation disciples, but no one can shake Huang Zhuoguang's status. In addition to the factors of the Mingxiao ancestor, Huang Zhuoguang's strong personal strength is the most critical factor.
Before anything happened in the Xiaoshan world, Huang Zhuoguang was already known as the most outstanding person among the younger generation in the Xiaoshan world, and his reputation as the hero of Mingxiao began to spread from then on.
He established his pulse at the age of sixteen. At this age, many people had just completed foundation building. At the age of seventeen, he understood the meaning of the sword and quickly became a dazzling figure among the young cultivators in the small mountain world. What really brought his reputation to its peak was
But it was this catastrophe.
The situation was chaotic at that time, and many people attacked the Mingxiao Sect. At the critical moment, Huang Zhuoguang stepped forward and killed twelve people with his sword. A row of bloody heads hung on the gate of the Mingxiao Sect. This move also immediately shocked the chaotic cultivators.
He dragged him until Patriarch Mingxiao came back.
It can be said that half of the current status of Mingxiao Sect in the Xiaoshan Realm is attributed to Huang Zhuoguang. This battle immediately spread his evil reputation throughout the Xiaoshan Realm, and also established the status of the second person in the sect under the ancestor.
lofty status.
Huang Zhuoguang was domineering and fierce, but also shrewd. The other disciples also respected and feared him.
There are many people raising their hands, so a competition is naturally necessary. However, the competition is not about personal strength, but who has profound knowledge of the Water Movement Technique. The cultivators who raise their hands are required to release a Water Movement Technique each.
This was no problem for Zuo Mo. He casually picked up the "Little Cloud and Rain Jue" and a small white cloud floated raindrops one foot above his palm. All the raindrops disappeared as soon as they landed on Zuo Mo's palm.
This pure water movement technique instantly defeated most people.
Only Zheng Zhong was left. Zuo Mo was a little surprised.
Zheng Zhong didn't say anything and tapped a jade plaque on his waist. A blue water dragon immediately came out. The water dragon barcode was about a foot long. Its blue scales shone with a charming luster. It was quite spiritual and had a pair of curious eyes.
He looked around.
Hey, the beast card!
Zuo Mo was a little surprised. He didn't know what kind of dragon this water dragon belonged to. Maybe Junior Brother Cheng recognized it. But there was no doubt that no matter what kind of dragon, the grade would not be too low. As soon as the blue water dragon flew out, Zuo Mo could feel it immediately.
The power of water in the air suddenly became much stronger.
Water dragons are born with the water element in mind, so they are best suited to the water element.
The disciple holding the White Fang Sword was in a bit of a dilemma. Although Zuo Mo was only a small magician, one could tell at a glance that he was quite accomplished. And Zheng Zhong's water dragon was also a natural master of water control.
"Come here together." Huang Zhuoguang's voice sounded at the right moment.
Zuo Mo's heart jumped. Huang Zhuoguang's voice was not loud, but there was a unique sense of oppression. He was now well-informed, but this was the first time he had encountered a master of Huang Zhuoguang's style. The only thing that left Zuo Mo
The one Mo thinks is more similar is Chang Heng, but there are differences between the two. Huang Zhuoguang is domineering, while Chang Heng is fierce.
If these two people could have a fight, it would definitely be exciting, Zuo Mo murmured in his heart.
He noticed a pale cultivator in a corner in the distance, it was Lei Hao who Lu Hui said was injured by the stupid bird. Lei Hao was Zuo Mo's target.
The two of them followed the disciple holding the White Fang Sword. Huang Zhuoguang flew down from the small mountain peak and said to the junior sister beside him: "Tell them to get ready to start."
Others were driven out of the area.
"Let's go, let's go, it's none of your business. If anyone stays within fifty miles of a stick of incense, don't blame me Feijian for not recognizing people!" A disciple of the Mingxiao Sect said fiercely.
Something unexpected happened!
A sword light, like a ray of snow, swept towards Huang Zhuoguang!
Many Mingxiao disciples were shocked. The sword light came so suddenly, so bright that they could hardly open their eyes! The dense sword intent was like countless sharp snowflake fragments, flying in all directions.
The junior sister next to Huang Zhuoguang was so frightened that her face turned pale with fear. This bright sword light instantly filled every corner of her field of vision! A vast expanse of white! The profound sword intent took away her will to resist in the blink of an eye.
An extremely domineering sword light suddenly lit up.
"Haha! I knew there was something wrong with you!" Huang Zhuoguang laughed, and then his face suddenly turned cold: "But if you want to influence me, you are not qualified."
In his words, his strong self-confidence was undoubtedly revealed.
Zheng Zhong's companions activated at the same time, and the sword lights suddenly intertwined in vertical and horizontal directions. These Mingxiao disciples did not have the strength of Huang Zhuoguang, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
The screams and panic of Mingxiao's disciples did not make Huang Zhuoguang look away for a moment. He stared at Zheng Zhong closely and sneered: "Oh, it turns out to be the Third Heaven. No wonder you are so courageous."
At this moment, Zheng Zhong's eyes still looked slightly lowered and slightly closed than before. Murderous intent and fighting spirit flashed in his indifferent eyes.
Huang Zhuoguang said, "Let's go up." After saying that, he jumped into the air.
Zheng Zhong followed suit without hesitation and flew into the sky.
Zuo Mo looked left and right, but no one paid attention to him, and he suddenly felt dumbfounded. However, this was a good time for him to do things. He noticed Lei Hao in the distance turning around in panic and trying to escape.
Those cultivators who were escorted here were already resentful towards the Mingxiao Sect, but they were frightened by the Mingxiao Sect's power and dared not speak out. At this time, Zheng Zhong and the others took action, and the situation became chaotic. Liu Gui was very good at fanning the flames and deliberately
Shouted loudly: "Flying sword! That flying sword! Don't let him escape!"
As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the hearts of many people. That flying sword had such pure killing intent that it was definitely a rare masterpiece among the fourth-grade swordsmen.
"Who dares to take action? Steal the Mingxiao Sect's things! I don't want to live anymore!" the disciple shouted with anger in his heart.
Liu Gui hid in the crowd and shouted: "The bold ones will be starved to death, and the timid ones will be starved to death. Who knows who?"
Everyone thought, yes, in such a chaotic situation, you don’t know who robbed you. How many good cultivators are there in Xiaoshan Realm who are still alive?
In an instant, countless sword lights roared and stabbed at the Mingxiao disciple.
Zuo Mo, who had flown far away, was also frightened by this scene. He was secretly glad that he had left early, otherwise he would have been affected too.
"You..." The disciple was shocked and angry. Before he could finish his words, he was chopped into countless pieces of flesh by dozens of sword rays, which made Zuo Mo feel extremely chilled.
There was a rush of looting among the crowd, followed by chaos. A cultivator with quick eyesight and quick hands grabbed the flying sword, turned around and fled desperately. The cultivator who did not grab the flying sword did not even let go of other items on the disciple's body.
The cultivator who didn't grab anything quickly looked at the other Mingxiao disciples with red eyes.
They suddenly discovered that after losing the aura of the Mingxiao Sect, these disciples were simply the best fat sheep!
The scene became even more chaotic.
Zuo Mo dodged a few times, then rushed to Lei Hao's side and grabbed Lei Hao who was running away.
Lei Hao was scared to death, trembling all over, and said incoherently: "I, I, I... I will give you everything..."
Zuo Mo frowned, raised his hand and slapped him several times to wake him up: "I'll ask you an answer."
"You...you said it!" Lei Hao was stunned and recovered from his wandering state. Although he was scared to death, he could still barely speak.
Zuo Mo suddenly moved and raised his left hand to strike Yang Sha Gang Lei!
Zhi!
Hit by a flying sword!
There was a burst of green smoke, and with a clang, the flying sword fell to the ground.
A sword cultivator not far away groaned. The flying sword was destroyed, and he was also traumatized. He glanced at Zuo Mo in horror, not even daring to pick up the flying sword, and stumbled around and ran away.
Zuo Mo did not chase after him. This scene fell into the eyes of many people. Suddenly, several cultivators who were rushing towards Zuo Mo were frightened and turned to other targets. Lei Hao, who was held by Zuo Mo, swallowed them with all his strength in horror.
Drool, my God, how did I fall into the hands of such a master?
"What's the matter with your injuries?" Zuo Mo asked Lei Hao word by word.
Lei Hao was so stared at by Zuo Mo that his heart went crazy. His already pale face turned as white as paper. He stammered: "I, I... I met a gray thing. I thought it was a treasure and wanted to catch it.
, it turned out that the thing was so weird that I was hurt when I touched it.”
Zuo Mo was overjoyed. He had just examined the injuries in Lei Hao's body and found that they were indeed caused by a force other than the Five Elements.
"Where did the gray shadow go after that?" Zuo Mo asked next.
"It flew into the secret realm." Lei Hao said honestly.
"Isn't the entrance to the secret realm open? How could it fly in?"
"I...I don't know either."
Zuo Mo suddenly thought that the entrance to the secret realm required the Five Elements Technique to open, and then he thought that the stupid bird did not have the Five Elements characteristics, so it was not impossible.
"Where is the entrance to the secret realm?" Zuo Mo asked the last question.
"There." Lei Hao pointed to a valley not far away.
Zuo Mo smiled at him: "You answered it well." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw him back into the chaotic battlefield. Countless people immediately rushed forward.
Zuo Mo glanced at the two people who were fighting fiercely in the sky, and regretted that the timing was wrong. If he hadn't been in a hurry to find the stupid bird, he would definitely take the opportunity to kill Huang Zhuoguang. Huang Zhuoguang is the second master of the Mingxiao sect. Killing him can greatly improve the situation.
Weaken the strength of Mingxiao Sect.
He suddenly realized that he had underestimated the strength of the Mingxiao Sect.
Huang Zhuoguang's strength is also quite strong! Zheng Zhong's third-level cultivation was actually at a disadvantage, which surprised Zuo Mo a lot.
Seeing Huang Zhuoguang's sword intent, Zuo Mo suddenly understood that the "Xiao" of the Mingxiao Sect was not entirely related to the earth, but to the sky.
It's the Skyward Sword!
The meaning of the sword is vast and empty, and it is obviously empty, but it makes people feel irresistible!
Huang Zhuoguang's sword light was brighter, with a bit of warmth, just like the sky under the sun. Whether it was the sword light or the movement, Huang Zhuoguang was in the air like a fish in water.
Zuo Mo had an extraordinary level of spiritual awareness, and he had a vague feeling that there was some indescribable connection between Huang Zhuoguang's flying sword and the sky.
He was inexplicably horrified!
How can it be?
Has this guy been practicing since he was born?
In just a moment, Zuo Mo decided to kill him! If such an enemy misses this opportunity, it will be almost impossible to kill him again!
A vicious, oh no, extremely technical idea emerged from his mind.