Han Wuyang took a deep breath, feeling excited, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes: "We are finally here! Come with me, Qin's life is mine!"
"Qin Ming is here?" Yan Luo came to the window and looked out. The street was already in a commotion. Groups of people were running to the north, talking about it, and they were all very excited. Looking further into the distance, it seemed that the nearby neighborhoods were also in a commotion. It was hard to imagine that the arrival of Qin Ming could cause such a sensation.
"What should they do?" Cao Wujiang looked at the three young and beautiful girls. The greed in his eyes flashed away. I also want to have a taste.
"Bring them all to me. I want them to see with their own eyes how miserable it would be for Qin Ming to meet a rookie in the Central Region. Once Qin Ming is tortured, use them to celebrate and let's enjoy it together." Yan Luo motioned to the guards to take action. .
Guan Yuying secretly winked at the two women, not to resist in a hurry, but to follow them and have a look, and then find a chance to escape.
"Hmph, I want to see how you were tortured by Qin Ming." Fan Xin was depressed and held his breath. If you were the same age as me, I would never be lower than you. I would beat you to your knees and beg for mercy.
"Go quickly! Don't let the people from Prince Wu's Mansion steal Qin Ming's head." Han Wuyang urged.
They hurriedly left Qingyun Tea House. More and more people got the news and rushed to the north area of the city.
In fact, there shouldn't have been such a big commotion, but people tend to be curious and follow the crowd. When they saw so many people rushing there, they all followed and joined in the fun.
But…
Someone soon discovered that something was wrong. When the first group of people rushed to the north area of the city, the place was very lively, but there was nothing about Qin Ming's battle with Prince Wu's Mansion. Asking people on the road, they were all at a loss.
Moreover, the block that caused the initial sensation, namely the three or five streets surrounding Qingyun Teahouse, was far less vast than imagined, and there was no such news at all from other places.
But the people behind them didn't know about it. They were running around Chengbei District and spreading the news everywhere.
Han Wuyang rushed to the front of the team, with murderous intent building up in his chest. He wished he could see Qin Ming right away, beat him and humiliate him in public. It's a pity that I came in such a hurry and couldn't take the coffin with me. It's a pity.
"Little prince?" Two children suddenly jumped out of the alley in front and greeted him cautiously.
Han Wuyang didn't mean to pay attention at first, but just as he ran past the two children, the two children shook the golden badges on their waists and reminded them carefully: "Holy Temple!"
Holy church? Han Wuyang stopped subconsciously and looked at them with raised eyebrows. They were two very ordinary children. Their clothes were still patched, and they looked like children in the slums. But the golden badge on his waist is clearly the badge of the Holy Church. If you look closely, it seems to be a special badge of the disciples in the inner hall. "Who asked you to come?"
"What's wrong?" Yan Luo also ran over, snatched the badges from the hands of the two children, and raised his eyebrows, "Temple?"
The two children looked around cautiously and lowered their voices: "Someone asked us to give this to you, and there is another sentence - go forward, run to the left at the second corner! Don't ask why first, immediately, immediately! Let's go!" Your guards attract attention, hurry, hurry, hurry!"
After the two children finished speaking, they ran into the chaotic crowd and disappeared.
Yan Luo and Han Wuyang frowned and looked at the badges in their hands. Han Wuyang was not sure about the authenticity of the badge, but Yan Luo was born in the imperial dynasty. He knew this very well and knew its meaning. No one in the Central Territory would dare to forge the badge of the church, otherwise he would be provoking the church and the royal family. Will be severely punished. Moreover, the temple badge is filled with mysterious energy, and you will know it once you look into it.
what happened? Is the church warning us
Is there someone you want to assassinate
The two of them exchanged surprised and uncertain glances. It was nothing more than a warning from others, but the warning from the people in the church had no choice but for them to ignore it, not to mention it was done in such a tense and mysterious way.
The guards came around in surprise, why did they stop suddenly
"Keep going!"
Han Wuyang and Yan Luo exchanged glances and continued to rush forward along with the flow of people. When they reached the second street corner, they both greeted each other and strictly ordered the guards to continue running. They tacitly turned to the street on the left and mixed in. Disappeared in the lively crowd.
The guards were surprised and worried, but the nervous look of the two young masters prevented them from asking any more questions, so they continued to run forward as if nothing had happened.
"Where have they gone?" Fan Xin muttered, feeling a little uneasy. These two bastards must be sneaking around and have no good intentions.
"Shut up and follow us," the guard scolded.
"Sister Yuying, can you still persist?" Zi Mo supported Guan Yuying, who was pale and smelly.
"It's okay, we can still do it." Guan Yuying winked at the two of them and looked for an opportunity to escape as soon as possible.
Han Wuyang and Yan Luo ran not far before they slowly stopped. They had an uneasy feeling in their hearts for no reason, as if something was wrong.
"Do you have friends in the church?" Han Wuyang asked.
"I have a lot of friends, but..." Yan Luo frowned, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
Hula…
The giant portraits hanging on the rooftops on both sides suddenly fell, each ten meters high and six meters wide, and covered the street with a roar.
People on the street all raised their heads in unison, looking at the giant canvases floating in the sky, one of Qin Ming's and one of Yao'er's. As the canvases danced, the portraits were distorted, and both of them had slightly weird expressions.
Han Wuyang and Yan Luo also raised their heads. The turbulent canvas seemed to be covering them. The portraits of Qin Ming and Yao'er quickly enlarged in their sight.
"No! Get out of the way!" Yan Luo suddenly exclaimed, grabbing Han Wuyang's collar and pushing him back.
Stab!
The two canvases suddenly shattered from the middle. Two figures tore open the canvas and swooped down onto the street from a high altitude. They were like black-feathered falcons flapping their wings, swooping down quickly and killing Han Wuyang and Yan Luo respectively.
"Little prince, we meet again. We didn't finish the fight last time. Let's continue now!" Qin Ming swung forward with his right hand, and the silent king's pattern ring came to life. The golden glow suddenly appeared, and the eternal sword reappeared, sonorous. As soon as he started, the fierce sound of swords resounded high in the sky, like a clash of swords, sonorous and harsh. The sword body is broad, strong and sharp, and is dyed with layers of golden brilliance. The fine sword energy is boiling on the surface, and the vast sword power covers the Gaia neighborhood, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
The clouds are deep and the fog is deep! The Turbulent Fish Dragon is angry!
"Is it you?" Han Wuyang was shocked and angry. I haven't settled the score with you yet, but you came to my door yourself. He forcibly shook off Yan Luo's tugging, and before he could completely stop his body, he pushed his hands forward violently. There was a loud bang, like a flat thunder, and a violent wave of light exploded in front of his palm. The sky and the earth filled the block, and the light tide surged up against the sky, like a rushing waterfall, completely attacking Qin Ming.
Qin Ming's fighting spirit was surging, his eyes were like burning flames, the man and the sword were in harmony, the momentum blended, the eternal sword stirred up the sword tide all over the sky, the nine-fold sword power, layer upon layer, like the alternation of waves, forcibly blocking the attack, unexpectedly in mid-air. The gushing light was annihilated, and it was forced to roll in from high altitude, rushing towards Han Wuyang with great momentum.
Although Han Wuyang reacted quickly enough and acted decisively, he responded in a hurry and could not resist Qin Ming's Dayan Sword Code, which was ready to attack.
The offensive that he thought was powerful collapsed so quickly. Han Wuyang's expression changed drastically, and he dodged repeatedly, but he was still overwhelmed by the eighth and ninth swords that rushed towards him. The powerful swords hit his tough body. The four-layer spiritual shield shocked his blood and he retreated more than ten meters away in embarrassment.
"Han Wuyang!" Yan Luo exclaimed, his brows furrowed, he was shocked but not confused, he used his special move without hesitation, his chest and abdomen were violently churning, a majestic heat wave was steaming throughout his body, and then his throat was rolling, and he screamed It spurted out a stream of flames, which expanded rapidly during the blast. It was like a suddenly angry fire bear. It proudly took shape in mid-air and was sent towards the woman running in front of it. It struck the sky with an extremely powerful blow, and the rolling flames were like magma under the ground. , the scorching high temperature will distort space.
The moment Qin Ming rolled and landed on the ground, he violently exploded with murderous intent. He rushed forward with determination, ran more than ten steps, stamped the ground and jumped into the air. He tumbled wildly and the Eternal Sword struck again.
Dayan Sword Code, the fourth style!
Life and death are uncertain! Three birds compete for a sword!
The Eternal Sword trembled violently, splashing out fierce sword energy as if out of control. The sword energy was cold and sharp, and it actually turned into three sparrows, flipping and flying around the sword body. They flapped their wings and screamed, lifelike and mysterious. The scene, the dangerous attack, are intertwined into the most powerful strike that is graceful, mixed and domineering at this moment. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.