Chapter 1022 If You Come From the Palace, I Can Teach You

Zhu Minglang turned around and looked at the two of them carefully.

"Why do you have blue sand moles on your foreheads?" Zhu Minglang asked curiously.

"This is a symbol of dignity for us to serve Yuheng, and it means that our descendants of Sikong are the most trustworthy clan of Yuheng Xingxian!" Sikongcheng responded.

After saying this, Sikong Cheng respectfully saluted Sikong Yuan, the younger brother next to him.

Sikong Yuan walked forward slowly, he was not strolling in the garden, his pace was obviously oppressive, this kind of pace is usually taken when the opponent is forced to escape.

Zhu Minglang could naturally feel the threat from the other party.

"One sword, I will only fight with you one sword." Sikong Yuan's voice was a little arrogant, but at the same time a little disdainful.

"Whether you catch it or not, this matter will be cancelled." Sikong Yuan continued.

Saying these words, Sikong Yuan's body has been slightly pressed down, his left hand is slowly holding the sword at his waist as if he was taking an oppressive pace, and at the same time is adjusting the position of the sword that is about to be released according to the wind direction. angle.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo"

The mountain gate is between two sacred mountains, at the height of the fairy city, where the cold wind blows, standing in the mountain gate for a long time, the body will feel as if it has endured countless sword strikes.

As Sikong Yuan grasped the sword, the tyrannical wind between the mountains suddenly stopped, as if they were all condensed on Sikong Yuan's Fenghuangjian sword, Sikong Yuan pulled it out a little, and then rushed towards him with awe-inspiring Can't parry at all!

"This is Wufeng Sword." This is, the goddess Yuhengxing reminded Zhu Minglang in a low voice.

"Is it great?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Heaven-level swordsmanship, after the sword is drawn, nine hundred sword winds will cut at a certain part of you at the same time... It depends on how much they resent you, but from the perspective of his gestures and drawing the sword , should be slashing at your chest." Yuhengxing goddess said.

Zhu Minglang smiled wryly.

So Sikong Cheng was thinking about that sword.

Although he tore open Sikong Cheng's chest with his sword, but the injury was not fatal.

"The person Sikong Cheng moved here is not low in cultivation." Zhu Minglang said.

"This person should be Sikong Qing. I heard Wujianxian mention it. He is a good young man." Goddess Yuhengxing said.

After saying this, Goddess Yuhengxing stood a little to the side. She also wanted to see how Zhu Minglang deflected Sikong Qing's sword.

Sikong Qing drew his sword very, very slowly. He even gave Zhu Minglang ample time to deal with it. As long as Zhu Minglang didn't draw his sword, he wouldn't make a move.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the gentleman versus the sword.

Walking on the main road well, suddenly someone points a sword at you and wants to fight you, such behavior itself is very self-righteous.

"You can use your sword now." Zhu Minglang said to Sikong Qing.

"Where's your sword?" Sikong Qing asked, maintaining a posture of wanting to pull it out.

"Go ahead, if you can hurt a hair of my hair, I will lose." Zhu Minglang said.

"What a big tone!" Sikong Qing snorted coldly.

"Come on, don't waste my time," Zhu Minglang said.

"You asked for it!" Sikong Qing's eyes were serious, and he pulled out the long-charged sword blade with his left hand. At this moment, the wind howled, and it was like a storm was blowing at the mountain gate.

"One after another sword wind was like silk, piercing Zhu Minglang's chest, there were nine hundred in total, and under the awe-inspiring gust of wind, this sword blade was extremely sharp!

However, just when everything was going towards Zhu Minglang, a blue fairy dragon appeared from under Sikong Qing's feet without any warning.

The elf Yinglong supported the ground with both hands, and suddenly burst out an impact force, then kicked the golden hook upside down, and kicked Sikong Qing directly on the chin.

Just as Sikong Qing drew his sword, he immediately received such a kick. He fell backwards, and the wind of the sword was even more chaotic, and finally it was all blown into the sky.

Sikong Cheng on the side was stunned for a while.

When he reacted, he immediately felt a sharp pain in his cheek,

It turned out that Yinglong, the elf, slapped the man's leg again, like a huge slap on the right side of Sikong Cheng's face.

Both Sikong Qing and Sikong Cheng fell to the ground, one fell unconscious with a dislocated jaw, and the other fell to the ground with a swollen face.

Above the mountain gate, the wind of swords was noisy, circling for a long time before subsiding.

At the mountain gate, Zhu Minglang stood there unscathed, but Zhu Minglang tidied up his clothes and hair before waving to the goddess Yuhengxing who stood aside.

"You're cheating!" Goddess Yuhengxing was full of displeasure.

"I've said it all, I'm the Dragon Shepherd." When Zhu Minglang said these words, the elf Yinglong had jumped back, and its explosive limbs could be retracted at once, turning into the original fluffy pillow .

Jumping into Zhu Minglang's arms, the elf Yinglong took the initiative to transform into Zhu Minglang's warm gloves.

Just like that, Zhu Minglang staggered down the mountain to inspect the mortal world, holding the elf Yinglong in his arms.

"Bobo" Elf Yinglong is also very happy. This is the first jaw it broke after it was promoted to God Lord, which is of commemorative significance.

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"By the way, Auntie, are you Immortal Yuheng? Why do those two keep saying that they serve Immortal Yuheng? Standing there, they don't recognize you at all?" Zhu Minglang began to suspect that this coquettishly dressed woman was deceiving him. .

"Yuheng Xinggong, women are respected, men are our vassals, how can I see my face? Do you know why they have blue sand moles on their foreheads? Isn't it because these men are in Yuheng Xinggong? The younger brother of the God Clan?" Goddess Yuhengxing said.

"Oh, I forgot that you still have this fine tradition." Zhu Minglang said.

"Don't play tricks, people from Yuheng Xing Palace will challenge you in the future, you have to fight with your sword, otherwise how can you show that my teacher is good at teaching?" said the goddess Yuheng Xing.

"Do you have the kind of swordsmanship in Yuheng Xinggong that can conquer the world with just one sword?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"There are many, if you come from the palace, I can teach you."

"..."

What is the meaning of conquering the world and being the only one who is the only one!

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When he arrived in Xiancheng, Zhu Minglang first went to the inn to find Caiyou.

There is no way, Fang Niannian is not here, Zhu Minglang can only let Caiyou act as the temporary head of the dragon shepherd, after all, many high-quality dragon beast spiritual resources need to guard those treasure pavilions, otherwise they will be killed by Yuheng God in the blink of an eye. Those rich and powerful clans in Xinjiang were bought away.

Although there are many sword sects in Yuheng Shenjiang, most of the sword sects also provide some powerful dragon gods, similar to the ground sword sect. After all, among all spirits, only dragons are the closest to humans, and dragons have a long life span , can often be used as the patron saint of the sect, and has not declined for thousands of years.

There are not many dragon priests, but there are many people vying for spiritual resources.