My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 185

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, my wife is the sect leader

Inside the Marquis of Pingyang mansion, gongs and drums blared in unison, and the noise resounded continuously.

An Jing was led by his servants to the main venue of the wedding banquet. At this time, the venue was crowded with people. On the left were the dignitaries and dignitaries in the courtroom, on the right were the wealthy businessmen, and the big people in the rivers and lakes.

The beaming Qiu Heng stood in the center, entertaining the visiting guests.

When An Jing walked in, it also attracted the attention of many people.

"Look, the ghost swordsman is here."

"I didn't expect that he really came. Could it be that he came to challenge Lin Yiyang?"

"It's really possible. It is rumored that he was not preparing to challenge Lin Yiyang, but was instead ridiculed and ridiculed by Lin Yiyang?"

"I don't know which of them is better."

Many people in the arena are talking in a low voice.

The duel between the Dayan Jianghu Ghost Swordsman and Lin Yiyang has been rumored to be quite popular recently, and many people are looking forward to the competition between these two swordsmen.

"Ghost swordsman!?"

When Dai Ling saw the black-robed man walking in, there was a hint of fire in his cold eyes.

It can be said that her biggest motivation now is to catch up with the ghost swordsman.

As for Ling Yuanjing and He Shen, who had just sat down, they looked sideways, then looked at each other and smiled bitterly. .

In the past, the two of them had the courage to fight against the ghost swordsman, but since the old man Qingfeng was beheaded by the ghost swordsman, they lost the courage to fight.

Their strength is no longer above a level.

"Master Gao, who is that person? Do you know?"

Minister of Rites Zhu Yongfang asked curiously.

The surrounding ministers of civil and military affairs all looked at the middle-aged man with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

Who the **** was that person that actually caused all the experts in the rivers and lakes to lose their voices, especially the expressions of the two peak masters of Zhenyijiao.

The middle-aged man's face was resolute, calm as water, and he was dressed in loose black clothes, which could not hide his tall and burly figure. At first glance, he was a martial arts practitioner.

It is the leader of the Great Inner Forbidden Palace, the arrow of a thousand miles rises.

At the beginning, he shot the monkey over the wall with one arrow in a few miles, and it can be said that he became famous in the arena.

Gao Sheng glanced at it, and then said: "The black robe covers his face, and he doesn't show the slightest air, he should be the ghost swordsman who has recently spread far and wide in the arena."

"I heard that the ghost swordsman and Jiang Sanjia have a very close personal relationship. Master Zhu should be careful."

Speaking of which, Gao Sheng glanced at Zhu Yongfang.

Zhu Yongfang, the Minister of Rites, was the one who played Jiang Sanjia at the beginning.

Zhu Yongfang felt a chill in her heart, but she said with a calm expression on her face: "No matter how powerful it is, it is nothing but grass and grass. When the general trend is overturned, you can only wrap up and curl up."

The other officials on the side also nodded. As Dayan's high-ranking person in power, when will it be the turn of these reckless threats?

Gao Sheng smiled and said nothing.

If they were ordinary people, they naturally didn't need to care, and they didn't have that much courage, but when they reached the level of experts like Ghost Swordsman, it would be different.

"Your Excellency, please sit down as you please."

The Marquis of Pingyang looked very calm and said lightly.

"Okay."

An Jing cupped his hands and found a seat at random to sit down.

All around are long-established masters in the arena, some of whom he knows, and many of whom he does not know.

"Your Mightiness."

Just when An Jing sat down, an old voice suddenly sounded.

The person who spoke was an old man in blue, and beside him was a sweet-looking, gentle and pleasant girl.

An Jing smiled lightly, stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Master Jia, you are polite."

The person who came was Jia Shishi, the master of the Sixiangmen Gate.

Jia Shiwu said quietly: "Your aptitude is so high that this old man has never seen it before. It is really rare to have completed my Four Elephant Sword Art of Sixiangmen in just one day."

Sixiang Jianjue is a martial art at the Tianwu level. If you want to cultivate it to perfection, so far only Sixiang Jianzu has done it.

Jia Shiwu's words were naturally 'blaming An Jing for taking away the sword stickers of the Four Elephants Sword Master.

Jia Meixian looked at the swordsman who was in the limelight recently, with a hint of curiosity.

It can be said that the world is a master, no one is not curious, the face of the ghost swordsman under the black robe.

Moreover, when Lin Tianhai was about to attack her at Sixiangmen, he was saved by the ghost swordsman in front of him. In Jia Shiwu's eyes, the ghost swordsman was a 'thief', but in Jia Meixian's eyes, the ghost swordsman belonged to her. Savior.

An Jing smiled lightly and said, "Master Jia is wrong. The power of the Four Elephants Sword Jutsu is unpredictable. The realm of Grandmaster Lin Tianhai was unable to stop that sword, which shows that it is extraordinary."

"This thing was obtained by accident at the beginning, and now it can be regarded as the original owner."

With that said, An Jing took out the sword sticker from his arms and handed it to Jia Shiwu.

Jia Shifu's eyes lit up and he took the sword sticker.

The sword stickers really left by the Four Elephants Sword Ancestor have never been discovered by Sixiangmen. Otherwise, how could An Jing take advantage.

"Okay, thank you sir"

Jia Shifu calmly put away the Four Elephant Sword Stickers, the so-called enemy should be resolved rather than knotted, and he naturally didn't want to be evil with the ghost swordsman in front of him.

First, the ghost swordsman returned the sword stick to himself, and he did rescue Jia Meixian at Sixiangmen, and secondly, he really had no way to take him.

"Young Master Donggong has arrived."

At this moment, a clear drink sounded.

The entire Marquis of Pingyang Mansion was silent.

The young master was one of the three divisions of the prince, and he naturally represented the current prince.

As the voice fell, Bai Jing, dressed in a goose-yellow palace attire, walked in slowly.

"Master, please."

Qiu Heng took a few steps forward and laughed.

"The Marquis of Pingyang is very polite."

Bai Jing cupped her hands and found a seat to sit down.

Not long after Bai Jing sat down, Yue Tingchen, Minister of Industry, also arrived.

If Bai Jing represents the prince's party, then Yue Tingchen is naturally the second prince's party.

Although the two did not appear in person, they both dispatched their core confidants, which can be regarded as giving enough face to the Marquis of Pingyang.

Wuhou Wang Shiyi, Pingdinghou and others were far away on the frontier, so they sent their own congratulations when they couldn't be there.

"The Lord of Youfeng Valley, Zuo Biwen, is here."

Another announcement sounded, and Zuo Biwen, who was dressed in purple, walked in with his son Zuo Zixin.

"Congratulations, Brother Qiu."

"Inside please, inside please."

Zuo Biwen nodded, then saw An Jing sitting in the corner, and walked over quickly.

"Your Excellency is the ghost swordsman who has become famous recently, right?"

An Jing nodded and said with a smile, "Meet Zuo Guzhu."

Zuo Biwen waved his hands again and again, and said with a serious face: "You're welcome, Your Excellency saved my niece, it is a great favor for me Zuo Biwen and the Zuo family, if your Excellency needs anything in the future, Zuo will definitely Do your best and never give up.”

Zuo's family is the home of Zhongming's food, the family of poetry, books and hairpins. When Zuo Biwen was young, Zuo's family hoped that he would be able to obtain a title and become an official in the dynasty, but Zuo Biwen yearned for a life of loyalty and unrestrainedness in the rivers and lakes. , and then he went to the Valley of the Wind to study martial arts, so that he became the owner of the Valley of the Wind.

Zuo Biwen is very fond of the word affection and meaning, and he has a wide range of friends in the rivers and lakes, and his reputation is also very high.

An Jing smiled and said nothing.

It was also a coincidence that he rescued the Princess Anle at the beginning. If it hadn't been for Qi Shu to meet in the broken temple, there might not have been anything else at all.

"Concubine Rong is here!"

"Ming Gong is here!"

Two loud voices sounded again, and everyone present looked over.

Concubine Rong! ?

An Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards the door.

The first woman to walk in was a woman. The woman looked in her thirties, her eyebrows were curved, her small nose was slightly upturned, and her face was like white jade.

Yan Ruo Chaohua.

The appearance is five-point similar to Mu Xiaoyun, but it has a different taste.

Muscles are like condensed fat, gas is like an orchid, charming and boneless.

Behind the woman was an old **** wearing a python robe. The old **** had an indifferent expression and white eyebrows. Even standing behind the beautiful woman, he seemed to be more eye-catching.

These two are Mu Xiaowan, Concubine Rong Gui, Bai Mei, the **** in the hands of the emperor.

The appearance of Mu Xiaowan made many people a little surprised. Among the women present, only Dai Ling could hold her head down, but Mu Xiaowan had such a mature and charming charm that men couldn't stop.

But more eyes were placed on the body of the white-browed eunuch.

To be in charge of the jade seal for the emperor, and to call him the **** of Yafu, how remarkable is this status and status?

It can be said that the white-browed **** in front of him is the Dinghai Shenzhen in the imperial palace, and even the current prince and the second prince will be respectful when they see this.

Whether it is the princes and ministers of the temple, or the masters in the rivers and lakes, they all stood up.

Concubine Rong Gui said with a smile: "Congratulations, Master Qiu."

"Prince Concubine, Duke Ming, please take your seat." Qiu Heng, Hou of Pingyang, said with a smile.

Mu Xiaowan has a special status, and she represents the royal family, so the seating position is also different.

Master!

An Jing glanced at the white-browed eunuch, but had a secret thought in his heart.

The white-browed eunuch's qi was not extremely restrained, so the top experts in the arena could still detect some of that kind of coercion.

The absolute top master masters are at least three qi, and may even reach the realm of four qi.

But An Jing just glanced at it, and then looked at Mu Xiaowan again.

Jiang Sanjia's death was largely because of this woman.

Otherwise, even if Jiang Sanjia Shouyuan consumes seven to eighty-eight blood essence, at least he can live for a few more years.

"Um!?"

Mu Xiaowan glanced at it, and then met An Jing's eyes.

"I don't like the look in your eyes."

The crisp voice sounded, with a bit of coldness, a bit of dignity, and a bit of pride.

In an instant, many people looked over.

An Jing still sat on the table and said, "Maybe the eyes of the maiden are different from others."

Mu Xiaowan asked, "What's the difference?"

An Jing smiled lightly: "The niangniang has a pair of eyes that look down on people, which is different from others."

The originally lively scene suddenly became quiet, and even the movements of some people's hands were a meal.

When was Mu Xiaowan so insulted in public?

The expression on her face changed rapidly, and although she quickly adjusted back, her heart became more and more cold.

"presumptuous!"

Ling Yuanjing shouted abruptly: "Do you know who is in front of you? You are insulting the Dayan royal family."

An Jing said calmly: "Ling Fengzhu, what are you doing in such a hurry to maintain it? Could it be that you and your concubine have some hidden secrets?"

Ling Yuanjing's heart trembled, but his face did not change at all, he said with a sneer, "You are too bold, it's enough to slander me Ling Yuanjing,

To actually slander the noble concubine, you are despising the Dayan royal family and the current emperor. "

Ling Yuanjing opened his mouth and closed his mouth like a royal family, as if he wanted to put An Jing directly opposite the emperor.

This is the Jade Capital City. If you really take it seriously, even if Hei Jiao is comparable to a master of the Three Qi Grandmaster, it may be difficult to get out of this Great Yan Capital today.

The Marquis of Pingyang frowned at this moment, but he did not expect such a change to occur today.

Shinichi Sect took the lead in attacking the ghost swordsman.

The white-browed **** said indifferently: "Although Your Excellency has rescued Princess Anle, you still have to be careful when you speak. After all, many disasters in this world come from your mouth."

In any case, Mu Xiaowan is the representative of the royal family today. If she is humiliated, the face of the royal family will not look good.

Hearing this, An Jing slowly stood up.

What is he going to do?

Everyone looked over and was very curious. Could it be that they had to admit their luggage was wrong?

I saw An Jing looked at the white-browed eunuch, and said lightly: "My mouth is on my own body, what do I want to say, do I still need you to teach me?"

Whoa!

When the voice fell, it immediately caused an uproar in the hearts of everyone.

After all, no one would have expected that the Ghost Swordsman would speak out bluntly and refute the royal family's Dinghaishenzhen.

"Those who are too rigid are easy to break, and those who are kind and soft are undefeated."

Dai Danshu muttered to himself when he saw this.

Dai Ling also frowned and looked at the straight swordsman.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ling Yuanjing's mouth, obviously his goal had been achieved.

"Boom!" Boom! "

The next moment, the originally clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, covering the sun.

There is a faint sound of dragons and tigers roaring, resounding constantly.

Alien Beast Black Jiao!

The white-browed **** looked at the ghost swordsman, and remembered Zhao Xuening's words, there was a mysterious master master beside the ghost swordsman, and that Qishu did not last three punches.

It is indeed unwise to offend the master master behind the ghost swordsman to be a sword for Mu Xiaowan and Shinichi Sect today.

The silence of the white-browed **** immediately surprised all the masters present.

The Marquis of Pingyang was beside him, but he said quickly: "The noble concubine, madam, magnanimous, why should you take these little things in your heart, let's take your seat first."

"Okay, for the sake of Marquis Pingyang, I don't care about this matter."

Mu Xiaowan nodded and walked towards her seat.

The originally tense, complex and subtle atmosphere suddenly changed.

This surprised many people.

Why was the white-browed **** suddenly silent for a while?

Could it be because of the black dragon above the sky?

An Jing's expression was always calm and calm, but he looked at his cuff carefully, and Qiu Lun, who was holding an ancient jade, also hurried over, and said in a low voice, "Big brother, big brother, today is my big day, do you want to? Just give me some face."

He never expected that in the blink of an eye, his 'eldest brother' actually confronted the **** of the emperor's palm print.

An Jing patted Qiu Lun on the shoulder, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to your wedding today."

Qiu Lun laughed dryly, if nothing happened, it would be troublesome.

"Master Xuanyiwei Tang is here."

"Sect Master Lin of Yuheng Sword Sect is here."

At this time, two voices sounded outside the door.

Immediately, many people came back to their senses and looked at the past.

I saw Tang Taiyuan and Lin Yiyang walked in side by side.

Xuanyiwei, the commander-in-chief, these six characters made people tremble.

The emperor's sharpest knife.

And above the temple, Tang Taiyuan also has a very high status, belongs to the emperor's absolute confidant, and is also one of the most trusted people.

Lin Yiyang is one of the most popular sword immortals today, especially after the battle with Puhui Bodhisattva, he once said that he will reach the sixth realm within three years.

It made him so powerful that if Lou Xiangzhen hadn't suddenly burst out, many people would have already ranked him as the number one swordsman in the world.

The appearance of Lin Yiyang made many people look at An Jing again.

In recent years, there have been rumors that the ghost swordsman challenged Lin Yiyang. The two were going to compete for the world's number one swordsman. Now the two finally meet.

To the disappointment of many people, the two swordsmen did not seem to have a sharp feeling for Maimang.

Lin Yiyang took his sword attendant Qiu Wanxia and sat on his seat with indifferent eyes, not even looking at An Jing who was sitting in the distance.

Apart from clasping his fists at Qiu Heng, he didn't pay any attention to anyone.

An Jing's eyes were more on Tang Taiyuan.

The old man dressed in black was completely restrained, as if he was an ordinary person.

But everyone in the arena knew what he was doing, and no one really dared to see him as an ordinary person.

Suddenly, the housekeeper of the Marquis of Pingyang hurried in and whispered a few words in Qiu Heng's ear.

Qiu Heng said lightly, "Since he's here, let him in."

"Yes."

After the butler finished speaking, he walked towards the door, and after a while, a clear drink sounded.

"Li Fu, the master of the Demon Sect, is thoughtful."

boom!

This sound suddenly stirred up a thousand waves.

Li Fuzhou from the Demon Sect is here! ?

Whether it is a court official or an expert in the rivers and lakes, they are all shocked.

The people of the Demon Sect dare to come to the Jade Capital! ?

Not long after the voice fell, Li Fuzhou walked in under the watchful eyes of everyone, his expression was free and easy, but also a little indifferent.

Behind him is Tan Yun, who has an honest look on his face.

Tang Taiyuan looked at the sandalwood cloud, as if thinking of something, and a fleeting light appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Qiu, long time no see."

Li Fuzhou bowed his hands to Qiu Heng.

Qiu Heng replied, "Long time no see."

Li Fuzhou glanced at him, then looked at Tang Taiyuan, who was sitting high, "Master Tang, how are you doing?"

"very good."

Tang Taiyuan's words are concise and concise, and his words are like gold.

Li Fuzhou nodded and said with a smile: "Master Tang is doing well, it makes me feel very uncomfortable."

"I have a way to free you."

"What way."

"die."

When Tang Taiyuan said this, the murderous aura in his eyes was so intense that he didn't hide it at all.

Others may not feel it, but Tan Yun standing next to Li Fuzhou is like a awn on his back, and a chill goes straight to the sky.

If the atmosphere between the ghost swordsman and Mu Xiaowan is still subtle, then at this moment, the arrow between the two is completely on the string, and they have to send it, and even wish to draw a knife to tell the difference between life and death.

An Jing frowned slightly, that Tang Taiyuan's cultivation base was extremely high, and it seemed that he was still above Feng Lingyue. Li Fuzhou could not be his opponent even if he stepped into the master at this moment.

Li Fuzhou laughed at Tang Taiyuan, then looked at Tang Taiyuan, and said calmly, "Three days later, at Hachizhangtai, Li Fuzhou will invite the Governor to come and die."

Its voice is not loud, but it resounds in everyone's ears.

Everyone's eyes were full of astonishment. Could it be that Li Fuzhou was seeking death? With his strength, how could he be Tang Taiyuan's opponent?

Tang Taiyuan's face was as calm as water, and he said, "You have the guts, as expected of Li Fuzhou, then prepare the coffin."

Others don't know the purpose of Li Fuzhou's visit today, he is very clear, it is to send him battle posts.

Li Fuzhou didn't want to argue with Tang Taiyuan anymore, so he walked down and sat next to An Jing, "I knew you had an invitation, so I came with you, so I didn't have to wait so long outside the door."

An Jing raised his brows, but did not speak.

Did Li Fuzhou come to the Jade Capital to challenge Tang Taiyuan?

Li Fuzhou doesn't look like a person who wants to die.

And is he really not afraid that the court masters will attack him and directly take his head off?

Tan Yun blinked at An Jing, and then quickly lowered his head for fear that Li Fuzhou would see it.

The masters who came one after another made the scene extremely complicated and subtle, and there was more or less friction between the various forces.

Qiu Heng frowned.

The people who should have not waited, and the people who should not have appeared appeared one after another.

"Master Hou, the auspicious time has come."

At this moment, the housekeeper of the Marquis of Pingyang said.

Qiu Heng nodded and said, "Let's start then."

Hearing that, the housekeeper shouted loudly, "The auspicious time has come!"

Suddenly, the sound of crackling firecrackers resounded in the Marquis of Pingyang mansion.

I saw that Qiulun and Fang Jinxiu appeared.

The bright red suona made a festive harsh sound, piercing the crowded crowd.

The two walked side by side in the venue, directly occupying the position of four people.

Tan Yun looked at the size of the two, opened his mouth, and said, "This. This is really a good match."

"Yes."

An Jing nodded, and suddenly recalled the time when Yuzhou City and Zhao Qingmei got married.

It was a hot July, and the layout was not luxurious at that time, it was very simple, and ten months had passed in a flash.

During the loud singing ceremony by the master of ceremonies, Qiu Lun and Fang Jinxiu worshipped the heaven and the earth, the husband and wife worshiped each other, and finally the bride was sent to the bridal chamber.

Then, surrounded by the crowd, Qiulun kept toasting and drinking with the guests.

The other guests were also chatting with each other, and the scene was very harmonious. Even Lin Yiyang was surrounded by a few people from the rivers and lakes who came forward to chat and greeted politely.

Only An Jing, Li Fuzhou, and Tan Yun didn't have anyone around them, as if they were out of tune with the wedding banquet.

Li Fuzhou poured a glass of wine on his own and said, "It seems that your popularity is not very good."

An Jing said lightly: "Sect Master Li is sitting next to me, who would dare to come?"

The master of the Demon Sect, the traitor of Lumen, can be said to have offended all the rivers, lakes and the court, plus the confrontation between An Jing and the white-browed eunuch, who would dare to rely on the three of them.

Tan Yun unceremoniously tore off a piece of chicken leg and said, "Who do they look down on?"

An Jing said faintly: "All in all, it's definitely not a loss for you to come today."

"I'm full in no time."

Tan Yun's face flushed and he defended in a low voice, "Actually, I can't eat much."

An Jing looked at Mu Xiaowan who was sitting high on the stage, and Mu Xiaowan also looked over intentionally or unintentionally.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and then moved away in unison.

"This Mu Xiaowan has murderous intentions towards me."

An Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, then looked out the door.

Li Fuzhou raised his glass and said slowly, "Someone is here."

An Jing asked, "Who is it?"

Li Fuzhou drank the wine in the cup and said, "Houjin."

"Crash!" "Crash!" "

As Li Fuzhou's voice fell, there was a rustling sound from outside the door.

"I didn't expect it to be late in the end."

A leisurely voice sounded.

I saw a tall, burly old man striding in, and behind him were dozens of masters in post-gold costumes.

An Jing looked at the old man and said, "Grandmaster?"

Li Fuzhou glanced at An Jing and said with a smile: "Dharma King Mujin, the one who rescued Qishu from your hands, don't you know him?"

It was him!

Seeing the old man, An Jing couldn't help but look over again.

At the beginning, he chased and killed Qi Shu at the border of Dayan, and then a mysterious post-gold master appeared and directly rescued Qi Shu. He never knew who it was, but it turned out to be the Mujin Dharma King in front of him.

When Dharma King Mujin appeared, everyone in Dayan present frowned.

Qiu Heng said lightly: "The visitor is a guest, please take a seat."

I saw that the servants of Hou Mansion moved some cases and put them next to Mu Xiaowan.

"Okay."

Dharma King Mujin nodded and sat down slowly.

The white-browed **** said lightly, "I didn't expect Dharma King Mujin to have such a leisurely mood."

"It was too boring, so I came to see it. It is said that there will be a lot of Dayan masters today, so I wanted to come and have a look. Now that I take a closer look, it is a little disappointing."

When Dharma King Mujin said this, he looked at Mu Xiaowan and said with a smile, "However, the beauty and water spirit of the Dayan woman is worthy of the name."

Hearing this, some people remained silent, but some people's hearts were filled with nameless fire.

The white-browed **** asked, "Why are you disappointed?"

"We Houjin people, talk freely, don't take it to heart."

Dharma King Mujin laughed loudly, shook his head and sighed: "I heard that Dayan's swordsmanship is prevalent, and there are so many swordsmen, but along the way, no one is my opponent of the genius swordsman Yan Gang, and some of them have been famous for 20 years. the swordsman..."

When Yan Gang, who was behind Dharma King Mujin, heard this, he raised his head involuntarily, and there was a hint of spleen in his eyes.

Li Fuzhou was talking to himself next to him, and it seemed like he was talking to An Jing again: "This swordsman is out of 30, the fifth realm of sword power, taking the thousand-year-old snow lotus of Daxueshan, and reaching the smallpox, he killed a lot of people along the way. The Great Yan Swordsman was called the first genius swordsman of the Houjin period by the people of the Later Jin Dynasty."

An Jing looked at the arrogant Yan Gang and did not speak.

He didn't know what to be proud of when he reached the fifth realm in three out of 30 times, and he really couldn't feel the same.

Qiu Lun jumped out suddenly, with a trace of anger on his face, and said, "There are two sword immortals, Dayan, in the field. Why don't Dharma King Mujin let Yan Gang give it a try?"

A gleam of light appeared in Yan Gang's eyes, and just as he was about to speak, Dharma King Mujin laughed and said, "I have also heard the name of Dayan Jianxian, but these swordsmen are said to be in their forties, and Yan Gang is only in his early thirties, so how many..."

Qiu Lun said rationally: "You can compete and learn from each other, and it will not be a big problem."

Dharma King Mujin sneered.

If Yan Gang is defeated, the general trend of breeding will be broken, and his state of mind is extremely arrogant, which will definitely leave an indelible impression in his heart, and even have a huge impact on his future.

Now that the people of the Dayan Dynasty have been humiliated, and the goal has been reached, why bother to gamble?

Yan Gang suddenly said: "Okay, then I will compete with my predecessors and learn from each other."

"Yan Gang!"

Dharma King Mujin frowned.

"Falun Gong rest assured."

Yan Gang looked at Lin Yiyang in the distance and said, "Since it is a competition to learn swordsmanship, how about a sword competition at the same level?"

Try a sword in the same realm! ?

Everyone present frowned upon hearing this.

Tang Taiyuan explained in a low voice: "Yan Gang practiced the fast sword. Compared with swordsmen of the same realm, his sword is almost the fastest. It is basically impossible to defeat him with one sword, unless he reaches the sixth realm."

The Minister of Rites, Zhu Yongfang, snorted coldly: "It turns out that it is really deceitful."

Gao Sheng said indifferently: "Competing with a sword is basically equivalent to being invincible, and if he wins, the name of Dayan Swordsman is equivalent to being trampled under his feet, but it will help his reputation."

Yan Gang is naturally not stupid, and he even planned everything in his heart.

What he cultivates is a quick sword, and under the same realm, it is impossible for someone to kill him with one sword.

"Sect Master Lin?"

Dai Danshu, Jia Shiwu, Zuo Biwen, Ling Yuanjing and others all looked at Lin Yiyang.

Lin Yiyang said lightly: "I'm not interested in him because he's not worthy of my shot."

Lin Yiyang was reluctant to take action! ?

Qiu Heng frowned slightly when he saw this. Lin Yiyang's temperament was well known in the world. If he didn't want to take action, he wouldn't take action anyway.

Seeing this, Dharma King Mujin said with an accusing tone: "Yan Gang, your sword is so fast that no one dares to pick it up."

Yan Gang said coldly: "Yes, Yan Gang will pay attention next time."

Dharma King Mujin looked at Mu Xiaowan, and said with a look of pity: "The noble concubine is really beautiful, and it would be great if my queen had a woman like the noble concubine."

"Yan Gang, let's go."

Saying that, Dharma King Mujin got up and walked towards the door.

"Dayan's swordsman, let me a little disappointed."

Yan Gang said, and then followed behind Mujin Dharma King.

The white-browed eunuch's eyes narrowed into a gap, secretly thinking about **** this Yan Gang.

Seeing this, Qiu Lun shouted, "Wait a minute, there is another sword immortal master here."

"Oh?"

When Yan Gang heard this, his footsteps stopped.

Dharma King Mujin turned around and said with great interest, "Who is it?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to An Jing again.

Dharma King Mujin followed everyone's line of sight, his eyes narrowed slightly, it was the ghost swordsman.

Back then, he rescued Qi Shu from the ghost swordsman, so he was very impressed with the swordsman in front of him.

An Jing waved his hand and said, "Let's go, I don't want to kill people today."

Madness!

The words of Lin Yiyang and Ghost Swordsman are more arrogant than the other.

"Could it be that the seniors can only speak madly, and the sword in his hand is soft?"

Yan Gang's expression became distorted at this moment. If Lin Yiyang's words could be suppressed, then An Jing's words were completely unacceptable to him.

"Although the two of you are called Sword Immortals, you are only a few decades older than me. With my current kendo realm, you will be trampled under my feet in a few decades. Why are you so arrogant?"

"And in a sword competition, Yan Gang asked himself not to lose to any swordsman in the world."

Hearing Yan Gang's words, many people frowned slightly.

This may be the terrifying part of genius. He has a very strong shape, and no one knows what his future will be. It may really be like what Yan Gang said, and he stepped on the ghost swordsman and Lin Yiyang decades later.

Lin Yiyang, who has always been quiet, smiled, "If he can't kill you with one sword, Lin would like to give his head to Houjin."

Lin Yiyang's words surprised everyone present.

You must know that there are rumors in the world now that the ghost swordsman and Lin Yiyang will have a fight. The two are logically opponents, but Lin Yiyang is so confident in the ghost swordsman? He even used his own head to guarantee that the ghost swordsman would kill Yan Gang with one sword?

When Dharma King Mujin heard Lin Yiyang's words, his heart was also moved.

Yuheng Sword Sect is also the second largest sect in Dayan, and Lin Yiyang is also a sword immortal in the master realm. If he can easily take his head, it will be a big happy event.

"Then come!"

"Hey!"

A trace of scarlet appeared in Yan Gang's eyes, and the tiger-devouring sword in his hand was suddenly pulled out.

Qiu Lun looked at the motionless An Jing and said, "Big brother, as a senior swordsman from the Great Yanjiang Lakes, Taishan Beidou, don't you teach this kid a lesson?"

In the eyes of everyone, Ghost Swordsman is the predecessor of today's Dayan Jianghu.

As a senior, to maintain the prestige of Dayan Jianghu and teach junior swordsmen a lesson, shouldn't that be the thing to do?

Dharma King Mujin was afraid that An Jing would not agree, so he couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Why, don't you dare? If you don't dare, take down the name of Sword Immortal.

After giving it to me, the gold is ready. "

Lin Yiyang's head, what a temptation.

"If Qi Shu's head was not taken down, then it's better to recover some interest first."

An Jing stood up, but looked at Lin Yiyang, "Sect Master Lin, aren't you afraid that you put your life in my hands?"

"Not afraid."

Lin Yiyang's voice was extremely calm.

An Jing shook his head and laughed, and then came to the opposite side of Yan Gang.

Yan Gang looked at the black-robed man in front of him, and said coldly: "Senior, there is only one sword in the competition between us."

He thought that he would not be nervous when he met the world's sword immortal masters, but when the ghost swordsman stood in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little dignified in his heart.

According to the information obtained, the ghost swordsman in front of him once killed the master with the cultivation of a half-step master.

He definitely belongs to one of the top swordsmen in the world.

An Jing didn't speak, just stood there calmly.

Yan Gang saw that An Jing was silent, with a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth, "Senior, my sword is very fast under the same realm."

Speaking of Kuaijian, Yan Gang has never served any swordsman.

"Remember not to blink when I draw my sword."

An Jing looked at Yan Gang and smiled lightly, "The blood will shoot out very quickly, and you can definitely see it when you die."

A shadow appeared in Yan Gang's eyes, "Maybe it's not necessarily the blood of my predecessors when I see it."

All eyes were focused on the two of them, and everyone was holding their breaths, not even daring to blink.

An Jing swayed his robe, and his cultivation base was suppressed to the realm of smallpox.

The air seemed to freeze.

"taste!"

Yan Gang took the lead, and as soon as the tiger-devouring sword appeared in his hand, the black light disappeared the moment it appeared.

quick!

Almost to an extreme!

All martial arts in the world are invincible, but fast is invincible.

Therefore, Kuaijian is also a very famous kendo in kendo, but there are not many people who can really practice Kuaijian to the extreme.

Yan Gang in front of him is counted as one.

The moment the sword came out, it seemed that a black tiger broke out of the mountain and bit An Jing.

In the eyes of many masters, Yan Gang's sword had already been drawn, and he still did not move even when he was about to invade An Jing.

All of a sudden, everyone's hearts were raised in their throats.

"puff!"

At the next moment, the black tiger suddenly burst.

Return to One Sword Art! Swordsmanship!

The sword-drawing technique pays attention to the unity of spirit, qi and spirit, and the longer the sword is cultivated, the more powerful it is.

Yan Gang didn't blink, he could only feel that a sword broke through the dark night like the rising sun, he could not see the trajectory of the sword light, and his life had completely disappeared in the light with the darkness.

"Pfft!"

Blood, a coquettish and beautiful spring of blood shot out.

Indeed, as An Jing said, he saw his own blood when he closed his eyes for the last time.

"thump!"

Yan Gang fell heavily on the ground, his breath was completely cut off, and the blood was still flowing slowly on the ground.

The entire Pingyang Marquis Mansion was deadly silent, and it seemed that everyone had not recovered.

On the first day of Houjin, the swordsman died!

The genius swordsman who had killed dozens of Dayan swordsmen in a row and once arrogantly wanted to be number one in the world is dead!

"bass."

An Jingzhen's evil sword returned to its sheath, and then returned to his seat indifferently, as if eating and drinking, doing a trivial thing.

"sharp."

Li Fuzhou looked at An Jing who came back and said seriously.

Tan Yun also opened his mouth wide, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

"So fast!"

Gao Sheng's eyes shrank suddenly, and a chill went down his spine.

Tang Taiyuan's expression was also extremely solemn. You must know that both of them are in the smallpox realm, but the ghost swordsman's smallpox realm is not weaker than that of the half-step master, which is too scary.

The white-browed **** did not speak, and was extremely surprised in his heart.

Ling Yuanjing, Dai Danshu, Zuo Biwen, Jia Shiwu and other masters were all heartbroken.

"There is actually such a swordsman in the world." Mu Xiaowan's heart sank slightly.

Lin Yiyang's pupils also shrank slightly. He peeped at the ghost swordsman's swordsmanship. If he were not a swordsman, he would not feel the horror of the swordsmanship at all.

"What Houjin No. 1 Swordsman, is this dead?"

"I didn't see what happened."

"The genius swordsman of the post-Golden age? It's a joke~www.mtlnovel.com~ and all the officials above the court laughed unscrupulously when they saw this.

They didn't know what happened, but they only knew that Yan Gang fell to the ground.

In such a situation, how can they not let them shout happily.

Only the Dharma King Mujin and the Master Jin after the first act were stunned and even said that they were unbelievable.

That Yan Gang, who was famous for practicing the fast sword, was killed with a single sword?

It's like a dream!

Chapter end