Han Qinhu and others shook their heads one after another, saying they didn't know.

However, Yang Junlin's face was a bit unnatural: "Ye Zhizun can understand it as the hermitage, the ancient martial arts, and the ancient martial arts. It refers to the ancient martial arts, the wisdom and crystallization of the ancestors. However, with the development of the times, many The lineage has been broken, and to this day, the ancient martial arts are almost withered. "

"And there are some forces or sects. They have been passed down for hundreds of years or even thousands of years, and they have many martial arts that have been broken down. But these people cherish themselves, they do n’t want to take them out, they are even isolated from the world, and they do n’t eat. Fireworks. "

Speaking of this, Yang Junlin's expression was faintly angry: "These people think that they control the extraordinary power, look down upon our mundane mortals, think that we are ants, so they do n’t contact us, they are also known for their place Titled for three days! "

Ye Chen was stunned, but he didn't care much about it. Martial arts was stronger, and he couldn't be better than cultivation. Bai Zhanyuan was an example.

Seeing his disapproval, Yang Junlin said positively: "People in the last three days have learned martial arts since childhood, and they have the resources to cultivate, coupled with the high level of martial arts cultivation, Ye Zhizun must not be underestimated."

Ye Chen nodded.

Yan Yanfei, who was aside, asked, "King Lin, we don't know these. How did you know?"

"Drink your bar."

Yang Junlin shook his head slightly, unwilling to confide.

Seeing other people is not good to ask further, but Ye Chen took a deep look at Yang Junlin, secretly guessing that he was mostly from the last three days.

...

All the top ten masters in Huaguo Tianbang were defeated by a young man, and even Yang Junlin, who was second in the heavens, was defeated!

This news swept across the martial arts community in China like a stormy sea, and spread to the Chinese community at an extremely terrifying speed, as well as in places where there are Chinese in foreign countries, and even in Southeast Asia.

Everyone was shocked by the news.

Yan Nianfei and others were so powerful they knew that the four masters would be defeated together. I didn't expect Yang Junlin, the second in the list, who was the first in the list, and the Chinese God of War also lost.

They haven't waited for them to react yet, and another even more explosive news came.

The young man who lost all the way to the top of the Tianbang list was originally looking for the first Ye Nankang in the Tianbang list. After the emergence of Ye Nankang, he beheaded and killed it strongly.

That night, countless people were shocked, and they also remembered a name deeply.

Ye Nankang!

No. 1 in the veritable list, China first!

Some Chinese warriors even shouted with excitement, such as "South Korea is not old, the Six Kingdoms kneel down!"

Even the South Koreans and North Koreans who were two friendly nations of China were shocked. North Korean warriors even entered the China Martial Arts Forum and posted a post.

"Shocked, Ye Nankang, the first person in the Hua Guotian list, is suspected to be a descendant of the royal family of the North Korean nation, so Ye Nankang should be my North Korean!"

As soon as this post was posted, the Huaguo Martial Arts Forum immediately exploded, and was instantly drowned by countless Huagu ancient martial arts.

"Ye Namkang is a North Korean? Stick, do you want a face?"

"Hurry up, when Ye Nankang raises his sword into your North Korea and kills it completely, you will know which country your grandfather Ye Nankang is from!"

"This bunch of sticks is a bunch of flies. You can fly wherever incense goes. Dupu Thatched Cottage is your North Korean. The snail powder is your North Korean. Everything is your North Korean, shameless!"

"Opa, I have a green hat here. It should be your North Korean ..."

"..."

Overnight, countless forces launched the highest emergency meeting together, and the theme of the meeting was one, that is, do not oppose Ye Nan in any case, whether there is any grudge between the two parties before that.

...

Wumeng headquarters.

Elder Feng Kuohai of Wumeng bowed out of Shimen, and the atmosphere did not dare to sip, but his heart was terrifying!

Bai Zhanyuan was beheaded!

That's half step Wu Zun!

As soon as he thought about it, he had two battles, for fear that Ye Chen would kill him at any time, and how he would wait for others to stop him.

A sigh came from Shimen: "Where is Jian Shuangshuang now?"

"This son is now in Luoyang."

Feng Kuohai paused and stuttered: "A family in Luoyang specialized in casting swords for the army in ancient times. Their ancestors were known as heavenly craftsmen. After learning about the sword, they forcibly seized the treasures of the townsfolk who were in private. "

There was silence within Shimen: "What then?"

He has also heard of this family of refining soldiers, surnamed Ning, whose ancestors have cast swords for generations. It is rumored that they have collected Tianwai meteorite and millennium lightning strikes on peach wood to cast a "big thunder sword!"

On the day the sword was made, the sword-man cast himself into the furnace and sacrificed his sword with flesh and blood.

Of course, this is only a rumor. He is more concerned about whether Jian Wushuang grabbed the sword and whether he was resisted by the Ning family.

Feng Kuohai said unnaturally: "He snatched the sword, but Ning's family didn't take the shot, instead ... Instead, he wanted to recruit him as the son-in-law of the door, and said that the sword was dowry ..."

There was no sound in Shimen.

After a long while, a weak voice came: "There are less than a few days before the March contract between Jian Wushuang and Mo Wenjian, let go of the news that Mo Wujian died in Ye Nankang's hand."

"Observe!"

Feng Kuohai held his fist solemnly, turned around and walked out, his eyes filled with coldness.

Ye Nanmad Ye Nanmad!

Let me let you have some good times for a while, but I have found a good opponent for you. Jian Wushuang defeated the four masters in a row before stealing the sword. Now that he has obtained the sword of the Ning family, it is bound to be even more powerful!

...

Late at night.

The roof of a retro mansion in Luoyang.

A boy in white was sitting cross-legged. The boy was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a star-brow eyebrow, red lips and white teeth, but his facial features were cold and cold, giving people a feeling of being thousands of miles away.

Behind it is a sword wrapped in black cloth, only the hilt of the sword is exposed, there is a faint surge of thunder, and the sound of electric current bursting from time to time.

The young man looked up at the moon and sky, and his deep eyes were like stars: "Master, where are you?"

"Brother Brother, Brother Brother!"

At this time, a voice like a lark came from the other side of the roof, and then saw a young girl in a black dress coming from the other side of the roof.

The woman is about eighteen years old, her facial features are delicate, her body is rugged, and her beautiful eyes are full of vitality.

Hear the words.

The boy in white looked slightly condensed, a helplessness flashed in Mu Ran's eyes, he closed his eyes pretending not to see.

The girl came over panting, muttering very dissatisfied and saying: "Brother Wushuang, people have called you for a long time. Why don't you ignore me?"

The teenager in white turned a deaf ear.

The girl stomped her feet, and said very badly: "My dad asked you to go down and said that there are important things to tell you."

The boy in white opened his eyes, his body moved, and he stepped on the void and landed directly on the ground. In a blink, he disappeared into the sight of the girl.

"Ah, you wait for me!"

The girl was almost not suffocated, and she stomped herself with anger: "This elm head is chased by everyone, even if it doesn't care. I would rather look at the appearance and appearance of the body and the body, what's the difference? "

Speaking of which, she also subconsciously stood tall and tall.

...

Within Ningjia Villa.

The teenager in white looked at Ning Zhiyuan, the contemporary owner of the Ning family, and said blankly, "What is it?"

Ning Zhiyuan, who had just passed his tenth day, also looked at the teenager in front of him, and the **** crocodile on his face was a little complicated. He said, "You don't need to go to Yanjing!"

He will never forget just yesterday, the boy in front of him came to ask for the sword, and it is still the "big thunder sword" passed down from generation to generation!

The Ning family was also considered a wealthy family in Luoyang. When was Ning Zhiyuan taken the lead? Ning Zhiyuan took the lead and was defeated by the teenager in front of him.

As a last resort, he had to bring the young man in front of the Ning family's old house where the "Da Lei Yin Sword!" Was stored. The old house was similar to the Tibetan Sword Pavilion. Arranged many institutions and the formation method of Ning family.

The formation is fully open, enough to kill the martial arts master.

However, at this moment, the young man standing in front of him broke through the barrier and passed the battle of the Ning family.

Obtaining the "Big Thunder Sound Sword" did not even say, and even caused visions, making the Tibetan Sword Pavilion store hundreds of years of thousands of ancient swords collectively tremble.

Amazingly the trend of Wanjian Chaozong!

"Why?" Said the boy in white.

Ning Zhiyuan shook his head slightly: "I just received the news that the sword **** did not ask the sword to be dead, so the three-month contract between you and him will naturally end."

"Who killed it?" The teenager still had no trouble.

Ning Zhiyuan wanted to shake his head subconsciously, but after seeing the firm eyes of the teenager, he finally shook his head and said, "Mo Wenjian died in the hand of the first Ye Nankang in the list, it is said that he was killed by Ye Nankang with his sword ... ... "

He hadn't finished his words, and suddenly felt the erupting sword in the young man in front of him: "Then I challenge Ye Nankang!"

"I knew it!"

Ning Zhiyuan sighed, and said, "Ye Nankang is No. 1 in the rankings and No. 1 in China. You just killed a half-step Wu Zun. You are not his opponent, don't go!"

Although less than a day together, he really admired the boy in front of him, and even wanted to match his only daughter, Ning Ruolan, to him, but ...

"After three days, I will go to Yanjing!"

The teenager left a sentence, and people have left.

...

(Ps: Chapter 4, I ca n’t write anymore, I ’m tired. I ’m temporarily four chapters today, and my brain is a bit stuck. Let me think about it. Besides, I ’ve written a chapter together, or a chapter. Immediately a chapter, everyone saw a message, it is difficult to adjust.)