Jiang Yingrong's eyes showed a complex color. She looked at the back of Ouyang Mingyuan, although not tall, but she could stir up the world if she could word.

　　 Among the known areas in the Great Market, the six families of Sanlong and Sanfeng are the most powerful. Even if these families are sidelined, it is not something ordinary people can provoke. After all, these families have stood for at least ten thousand years at least, and the details are unimaginable. Although the Daxu is known as a place of curse, there are many treasures in it, and no one knows in these tens of thousands of years how many families have obtained the means to press the bottom of the box.

　　And, people who are contaminated with the blood of dragon and phoenix. Even the character became arrogant and extremely short-sighted, so no one dared to mess with the three dragons and three phoenix family in the big ruins.

　　Jiang Qingcheng also walked to Jiang Yingrong, smiling with pictures, saying, "I'm going to cheer Uncle Yu!"

　　Jiang Yingrong's fingers gently slipped from the tip of her nose, spoiled and said: "Ah, you are so big, so ignorant, call others uncle. Eat cucumbers but not eat ass!"

　　 "Cucumber **** is bitter!" Jiang Yingrong grumbled and argued.

　　 "Good, you're right." Jiang Yingrong rubbed her hair affectionately.

Master Xiao Chang shouted: "How can such a thing be less than Master Duan." Seeing nobody looked at him, Master Duan coughed heavily: "Cough cough, I... I once met the city master. Fate, you can also say a few words in good time."

　　He Jian, holding a carving knife, didn't speak, his face was vicissitudes, and Gujing had no waves.

Jiang Qingcheng edited two ponytails and gently pulled it to his chest. He looked respectfully and said, "Grandpa He, what about Xiaoman?" On one side of his body, his big eyes glanced back towards him. After seeing nobody, he Retracted his head.

　　He Jian's complexion softened in a moment, and he said kindly: "Xiaoman is learning woodcarving!"

　　Jiang Yingrong slightly stunned, nodded and praised: "At first I thought Xiaoman was too heavy, now it seems that it was taught very well by Master He."

He Jian shook his head and took a breath: "Xiaoman just calmed down to do one thing, and the perseverance he showed was the strongest I have encountered in all people. Regardless of the reason, I recognized it, Just do it. The wood carving can calm the mind and calm the spirit. Even if the heart is heavy, he can quickly integrate into it and show a terrifying talent. If this son is well tuned, he will not be able to achieve in the future Limited." Obviously, he was able to say this, and he had cultivated Xiaoman as a successor.

Master 　　 was a little unhappy, but at the beginning, he "wise eyes and know beads", but now he is cheaper.

　　 After humming softly, the urn snorted and said, "Doesn't that Xiaoman go? This matter is so important for Brother Yu."

　　He Jian stunned for a moment, a beard, and replied: "Xiaoman can't talk, believe him."

　　The whole party drove towards the city's main palace with mighty force...

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　　 Outside the main palace of the city, Ji Qi gathers his breath and spits out with a light breath, blowing away the spirit within ten feet of him.

　　 His voice is very bland, but it spreads far away: "In the blood-blooded dragon family Ji Qi, come to see the city lord, and hope that the senior can see it." This voice turned into an invisible storm and spread.

　　 "What's the matter?" The words were calm and relaxed, without any emotion.

　　If Jiang Caijin had just added fifty years of Shouyuan, some people dared to yell and yell outside his government, and he had already slapped it into a puree.

　　 "I want to fight against the alchemy master Yu Tianrui in the city, and I hope that my predecessors will approve." This is not a big voice, but there is a strong sense of anger in the words.

"Oh, want a battle?" There was already a slight anger in this voice. The day before yesterday, he used a sedan to invite Ouyang Ming to Fuzhong. You will challenge others today. In the eyes of the old Venerable?

　　Ji Qi's face changed slightly, feeling the strong anger in this sentence, could not help but "chuck", and sighed, this boy just came to the ancient city for such a short time, he was on such a thick thigh.

　　 Suddenly, he fell into a dilemma.

　　Because Jiang Caijin instructed Jiang Yuping not to leak the news of Ouyang Ming's alchemy, Ji Qi didn't know that Ouyang Ming had refined the elixir of Yanshou for this old Venerable. Moreover, a panacea can prolong life for fifty years, otherwise, even if he borrows another courage, he would not dare to do so!

　　 Just as Ji Qi was about to retreat, a dull voice came out.

　　 "War!" This voice is not loud, and can even be described in subtlety, but I heard thunder in the ears of everyone.

Immediately afterwards, a young man in white stepped on a slanting sun under his feet, leaning against the blue sky on his back, and walked slowly, his body slowly gathered, and each step took a stronger point. When the tenth step fell, white The hunting was loud, and the momentum was as heavy as a mountain. Under this instant, it gave people a stunning feeling of riding a dust.

　　 And it was at this time that everyone from Changshou Lane came together.

　　Jiang Yingrong's face was shocked, and she always felt that Ouyang Ming was contaminated with a different kind of light, which made her unable to open her eyes.

Jiang Qingcheng's face was dull, and after a moment his face showed surprise, and his small face flushed, exhaled into Jiang Yingrong's ear and exhaled gently, and said with a smile: "Uncle Yu is so cool...oh, no, it's so cool!" The **** that were waiting to lay shivered.

　　Jiang Yingrong's face turned pink, and her finger lightly touched her eyebrows, scolding: "If you are a big devil, you know bullshit."

Master 　　 is also a look of excitement, dancing with hands and feet.

　　 Even He Jian's eyes were slightly condensed, and he secretly said, what kind of person are you? There are not many people who can't see through in this life, you count as one.

　　Ji Qi was startled, and his face immediately showed ecstasy, his nose and eyes were all twisted together, it looked extremely grim, and his voice was very fierce: "You are looking for death!"

Jiang Yuping looked respectfully and sincerely said: "Master Yu, who lost his life in order to fight for a while, is not worth it. The old age guarantees you that as long as you are in the ancient city, anyone who wants to hurt you is the same as Jiang. Home is the enemy."

　　 The sound set off a storm and spread.

　　Ji Qi listened to this, his face changed a lot, and his tall body was a little shorter than the Buddha, and there was only one thought left in his heart-how is this possible?

　　Although the speaker is Jiang Yuping, he is also the Jiang family's lineage, and his status is very lofty. Since he said this, it means the Jiang family.

　　Jiang Yingrong also had a splendid look in his eyes. He sighed, What did you do to get the elders in the clan so strong? More and more curious!

"Xie Jiang always loves, but as a monk, he is not afraid of the sky, not the fear, why fear a battle?" Ouyang Ming yelled loudly, his fighting intention was full of extremes, he wanted to use the high-level repair of the spirit to kill the spirit peak. Even if you have the power of the bloodline, as soon as your voice falls, you will take out the fiery cicada, and the violent spiritual wave will spread out.

　　 has to say that Ouyang Ming at this moment is extremely dazzling.

Master Duan’s heart was extremely complicated. He never thought that the relationship between Master Yu and the city’s main palace was so good. I remembered what I said in Changshou Alley. I only felt a hot face and looked at Ouyang with a bit of resentment. Clearly, secretly, really worried.

　　 But he also knows that since Ouyang Ming came to Changshou Alley, it is like there is an invisible white line, stringing several people together.

　　 Jiang Caijin flashed a light in his eyes, whispered in his heart, still underestimated this person, sleeves rolled forward, nodded and said: "You can fight!"

Ji Qi's eyes flashed with blood, and in just a few moments, he fell from heaven to hell, and then climbed back to heaven from hell. His face was cold, and he said, "This is your own death, no resentment. "

　　 "Don't talk nonsense!" Ouyang Ming didn't speak much, and his body moved to the martial arts ground in the city master.

　　 This square is full of space, and the space is enough for two people to exhibit.

　　Ji Qi gently licked the mouth of her mouth and sneered: "Xiaoman's blood is mine, and your life is mine!"

　　 "Noisy!" Ouyang Ming snorted coldly, the golden spiritual power spread like a wave, the lines above the fiery cicada instantly brightened, and countless small runes jumped up.

　　 "Stone Cone Technique!" He stepped into the meticulous realm, his palm lifted up in the sky, and he slammed down.

　　At this moment, with him as the core, a hundred feet of radius collapsed at the same time.

　　 The bluestone immediately above the martial arts field surged like a blue wave.

"Hum, pretend to be a ghost!" Ji Qi snorted coldly, took a three-foot green peak from a low-quality space bag, blood was overflowing, and the aura in Dantian poured into the long sword, leaving him within ten feet of him. Blood mist filled.

"Ill!" The sound echoed, and countless stone cones hugged and flew into the sky, rotating fast and extremely sharp. They went from all directions towards Ji Qi~lightnovelpub.net~ It was like a heavy rain composed of stone cones , Dense and anxious, visible to the naked eye, full of scattered stones.

　　 "Just a little insect worm, if you only have this combat power, you will die today!" The voice came out of the blood mist.

　　 I saw a blood-colored sword mark tearing the blood mist, and even half of the sky was stained with blood, and the stone cone was cut away.

Wherever he went, the stone cone collapsed. A blast of Ouyang Ming looked from a distance, like a sword light blasting a disc made of stone cones into a white mark two feet wide. .

　　Ouyang Ming's complexion is still ancient, and his heart is secretly secret, the peak of the spirits in this big ruin is indeed much stronger than the outside world, but how can it be?

There was infinite pride in my heart, and the palm was pressed down again. This overwhelming stone cone exploded even more violently. At the same time, countless stone cones squeezed away against the blasted trace. This **** sword The scar was completely diffused by the stone cone instantly, more and more, and heavier and heavier.

　　 "Burial!" I saw him squeeze in five fingers, and the **** scar marks disappeared instantly.

In the blood mist, Ji Qi's face was slightly dignified, and he sighed in his heart. He did have some skills. The master who died under this sword did not know how many. Unexpectedly, this time, he was blocked by such a simple, but My own strength is at most 30%. Today, you will definitely die! ...

　　

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