When getting some expensive treasures.
Lighting up the flames of war is the clearest choice, but also the most unwise.
This beacon not only informs the referees in the organ city, but also informs everyone within a few kilometers.
Not everyone has good stock on hand.
There is even a group of people who are not in a hurry to find the treasures scattered in this mechanism city, but quietly wait for those who light the beacon.
All items can be snatched before they are handed over to the referee.
This kind of arrangement was also intentional by the emperor. After all, it was a grand feast for the disciples of the major forces to compete for a duel. How could it be turned into a game of treasure hunting
You have to fight, you have to fight, you have to fight, so that the people of the imperial capital will not be in vain running to the maze wall early in the morning to occupy a good position.
The flames are billowing, as long as there is nothing to gain, they will subconsciously take a look.
…
In Luanshigang, there was already a group of dragon beasts, and they were confronting each other.
There are also some mortals who stand on the shoulders, backs, and heads of dragon beasts, with stern expressions and strong hostility in their eyes.
"Yun Zhonghe is the chief disciple of the Yaoshan Sword Sect." Qin Yang looked at a man in a blue robe and tied his hair, and said with some surprise.
The blue-clothed man with hair was alone. He was standing in the middle of the chaotic rocks. He seemed to be the one who lit the beacon, but he was surrounded by a group of people who were driving dragons and beasts, and there were gods and mortals.
There are about five or six dragon shepherds.
There are seven or eight gods and mortals.
There are quite a few dragon beasts, and several of them have reached the main level.
Some of them were already discussing how to divide up the treasures held by the blue-clothed man with the curly hair, but the man with the curly hair had no intention of running away, and he stood under the beacon smoke of Luanshigang.
"Yaoshan Sword Sect?" Nan Lingsha looked at Yunzhonghe, and said after a while, "This person is much stronger than Zimengzhu."
"Young master should be very familiar with him." Qin Yang said.
"Generally speaking, this person is full of conceit and boredom." Zhu Minglang curled his lips.
As soon as he finished speaking, the blue-clothed Yun Zhonghe made a move. His right hand was kept behind his back. When he took it out, a shining blue sword suddenly gave off a scorching halo!
The scorching sun was shining, and the halo of the sword made it difficult for those dragon priests and mortals to open their eyes.
At this moment, Yun Zhonghe turned into several figures, as if there were three people holding swords, and they were killing those dragons and beasts at the same time!
His movement is very fancy, you can see afterimages and sword marks, and will stay in the air for a short time, but those all happened a few seconds ago. His real sword has already pierced through the thick dragon beast. First!
Those who besieged Yunzhonghe were obviously a group of clan disciples. They knew each other and stayed together. Seeing that Yunzhonghe was alone, they felt malicious.
It's a pity that they seem to have chosen the wrong opponent to rob.
This Yun Zhonghe was stronger than these people by more than one level, facing a group of dragon beasts and mortals whose strength had reached the master level, he seemed to be walking in the garden.
His sword is gorgeous.
Even the people on the city tower and the wall can seem to see the light of his sword.
As the group of clan disciples were severely injured one after another, the people on the Wall of Lost were amazed.
Who is this blue-clothed man? He can beat a group of people by himself!
You must know that those who enter the third round are basically the best of all forces, which is completely different from the previous rounds of auditions!
"It seems to be from the Huangmen and the Qi clan. I saw them gather together with some special dragon beasts a long time ago." On the wall of confusion, someone had already recognized the group of dragon shepherds and mortals.
"The blue-clothed swordsman, wouldn't it be Yunzhonghe from the Yaoshan Sword Sect??"
"I heard that Yaoshan Sword Sect has only one person participating in the competition this year, and it is Yunzhonghe."
"This Yunzhonghe must be too strong. People from the Huangmen and Qi tribes are like children in front of him, and those ferocious dragons and beasts are no different than chickens and dogs!"
Where there is a beacon, it is especially easy to attract people's attention.
The scene of Yun Zhonghe fighting against all the disciples of the Huangmen and the Qi clan by himself can be said to have amazed many people in the imperial capital, and even made many mortals feel ashamed!
…
On Luanshigang, Yunzhonghe was still standing near the beacon smoke.
He raised the brocade box in his hand, and handed over the mine title deed he had just obtained to the referee who came to collect it.
Around Luanshigang, a group of dragon beasts fell. Although those dragon shepherds were not injured, the look of fear on their faces made them completely lose their will to fight!
"Crowd." Yun Zhonghe put away the blue sword in his hand with a bit of disdain.
The faces of the children of the Huangmen and the Qi clan were flushed. They would never have imagined that so many people would not be able to leave a skin wound on them. Those dragon beasts that took a lot of energy to raise were even worse in front of him. Extremely clumsy.
Is this the strength of Yaoshan Sword Sect?
It's too scary!
"Wait a minute." Suddenly, Yun Zhonghe seemed to have noticed something, and took back the brocade box that was supposed to be handed over to the referee.
The referee looked puzzled.
Obviously handing it over to himself, this thing belongs to the Yaoshan Sword Sect and his Yunzhonghe, why did it take it back at this time
"Is it necessary to eliminate all the threats around me, so that this thing is mine?" Yun Zhonghe asked the referee.
"Within 100 meters, no one can fight again." The referee nodded.
"Oh..." Yun Zhonghe nodded, but walked in one direction with the brocade box in his hand.
On the wall of confusion, people are extremely puzzled.
Including the elder sword master of the Yaoshan Sword Sect on the tower, he frowned, not knowing what his disciples were doing.
Yun Zhonghe's pace was getting faster and faster. It seemed to be walking flat, but it was faster than some galloping horses.
He arrived at the foot of Luanshi Hill and walked towards Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha, and Qin Yang.
Almost in front of Zhu Minglang, Yun Zhonghe raised his head and said to the referee riding the blue dragon, "Right now, within a hundred meters of me, there are still threats."
The referee opened his mouth wide, not understanding what this Jianzong disciple was thinking.
And the wall of fascination boiled even more.
How confident is this disciple of Yaoshan Sword Sect
Just handing over the mine title deed to the referee, isn't it good to earn tens of thousands of dollars every month for nothing!
Some practitioners on the wall, as well as those disciples from the Huangmen and Qi tribes who hadn't slowed down, were all crying!
"Little Martial Uncle, don't come here without any harm." Yun Zhonghe pointed down the sword in his hand, then saluted Zhu Minglang very perfunctorily, and his smile gradually became brighter.
"It's okay." Zhu Minglang said.
"This mine is very valuable. The little uncle probably wants to fight for it, but due to the relationship between Zhumen and Yaoshan Sword Sect, it's not easy to make a move... In fact, I really want to give it to you, but I don't know what you are doing right now. Do you have that ability, Zhu Minglang!" After Yun Zhonghe finished his salute, his eyes were full of provocation!
Salute is just a rule.
But Yun Zhonghe didn't look like he came to greet him at all.
He was still holding a sword in his hand, and there was a bit of mockery and mockery in his eyes!
seniority.
Zhu Minglang is higher than Yunzhonghe.
www.00kxs.com But Zhu Minglang and Yun Zhonghe were about the same age, when they were in Yaoshan Sword Sect, there were too many elders who compared the two of them.
"Are you looking for something?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"So what, I heard people from the Sword Sect say not long ago that you went back to the mountain and took away the abandoned swords from the Abandoned Sword Forest like a peddler collecting scraps." Yun Zhonghe continued.
"Actually, when you're not stupid, you still look good." Zhu Minglang said with a sigh.
"Hmph, I can give you the mine deed, but do you dare to take it!" Yun Zhonghe said, and took the deed from the brocade box.
Handing the deed to Zhu Minglang seemed like a friendly gift, but Yun Zhonghe didn't hand it over with his hand, but with a sword!
The kraft paper contract, at the front of the back of Yun Zhonghe's sword, remained motionless.
The deed was right in front of Zhu Minglang.
But the tip of the sword was also pointed at Zhu Minglang.
"Yun Zhonghe, what do you mean? If you are arrogant and unwilling to help the young master win, then go your own way. Why point the sword at the young master!" Qin Yang said angrily.
"I haven't moved the sword. If he wants to take it, he can just reach out. How could I stab the tip of the sword at an unarmed person?" Yun Zhonghe laughed, and this smile looked even weirder.
Zhu Minglang would not reach out.
To be honest, if he wasn't worried about exposing the sword spirit dragon too early, Zhu Minglang would have slapped him in the face with a sword, making him understand that his junior uncle will always be his junior uncle!
In fact, when I saw the Yunzhonghe igniting the flames.
Zhu Minglang thought of an interesting way to gather a large amount of treasures in a short period of time.
So he just planned to leave and implement this method.
Who knows that Yunzhonghe has already walked up.
Zhu Minglang didn't like Yun Zhonghe very much.
It's not that there is any unresolvable hatred with him, but that this guy has always wanted to win himself once.
Probably saw that he had become a dragon shepherd.
He has never defeated himself in swordsmanship in this life, that's why he was so angry and did such a stupid behavior.
But everyone pointed their swords in front of themselves.
If you bear it any longer, it will not be him, Zhu Minglang!
Now everyone in the entire imperial capital thought that they could no longer hold a sword.
But the existence of the sword spirit dragon is Zhu Minglang's biggest arrogance capital now!
"I haven't dealt with you for many years, and you think you can do it again, don't you, Yun Zhonghe?" Zhu Minglang stretched out his palm.
The sword patterns spread out bit by bit on the palm of his hand.
Just when Zhu Minglang was about to call out the Sword Spirit Dragon, a hand as gentle as jade pressed onto Zhu Minglang's wrist.
It is Nan Lingsha.
She shook her head towards herself.
"God and mortal, leave it to me." Nan Lingsha suppressed Zhu Minglang's sword-calling behavior, and said in a low voice.
Zhu Minglang looked at her.
I don't know if it was because she wanted to fight the strongest disciple of the Yaoshan Sword Sect, or because she just didn't want to expose her strength in front of the Nine Army Tomb.
"Okay." Zhu Minglang nodded.
"I just learned the sword skills of your Yaoshan Sword Sect not long ago." Nan Lingsha took a few steps forward, and took off the contract on the back of the sword, and said lightly,
"It seems very ordinary."