Dragon Tamer

Chapter 160: Miaoshan Sword Sect Wen Mengru

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"You are so insidious and cunning at such a young age!" Nie Chong scoffed at Zhu Minglang's behavior.

Wu Feng laughed, and refuted Nie Chong's remarks: "Perhaps you Zizonglin disciples should live in the world of nursery rhymes. This is the combination of strength and wisdom."

"Yes, how many people have Zhu Minglang's courage, dare to light the beacon, don't care how many people are in the opponent, let alone the strength of the person who comes, how can this be called insidious and cunning, this is called self-confidence!"

Zhu Minglang ransacked a large group of people, especially those disciples of Fu Zong, and those from a family surnamed Zhong. They all had a lot of blue brocade boxes on hand.

These brocade boxes have not been warmed up, so they were snatched by Zhu Minglang's team, and they regretted it for a while, can't they just hang on, why are they so greedy

Zhu Minglang is simply a little devil in the world.

After he ransacked this group of people, he immediately ran to another place in the organ city, and then did the same!

There are many coverings in the organ city, coupled with the changing terrain, the disciples inside have no idea that someone is using the purple beacon smoke to lure the enemy again.

So when Zhu Minglang ignited the fuchsia beacon again, the long brown-haired referee was so angry that his beard rose up. As for the people on the wall, they seemed to see Zhu Minglang's cunning behavior clearly. Chu.

On the city tower, there were indeed elders and hall masters of many forces. When they saw the disciples of their own forces running away in an extremely simple manner, they frowned even more, and it was difficult to relax.

It's over, it's all over, the brocade box that I finally got my hands on will be wiped away by that kid Zhumen!

On Mount Bai, the smile on Zhu Minglang's face never faded.

This is still thanks to the villains in Sin City back then, who made Zhu Minglang realize that being a villain actually requires a lot of brains, and robbery can also become artistic.

After completing the third vote, Zhu Minglang has already made a lot of money. If he hadn't considered that his dragon pets need to adjust their breathing and deal with the people from the Nine Army Tomb, Zhu Minglang would have planned to continue looting like this!

It's been a long time since I felt like getting rich one day. In this chaotic and turbulent world, only a pocket full of gold can give people a sense of security.

I don't know which big man's proposal to put the competition in this power competition is simply not too wise.

Why didn't you think it was very interesting to intrigue with the disciples of these forces before

When he left the mountain, he was out of the category of disciples, which also made the young Zhu Minglang miss the opportunity to compare himself with his peers.

This looting can be regarded as making up for Zhu Minglang's many regrets when he was young.

Even in the imperial capital, there are still too many disciples who are as innocent as paper, and it is still very happy to play with them!

"My lord, this time we can hand over all the brocade boxes we got to the referee." Qin Yang said to Zhu Minglang.

"Well, it's almost time for us to go to the Tomb of the Ninth Army." Zhu Minglang nodded.

Having harvested so many brocade boxes, there should not be many disciples of many forces who have more resources than themselves.

Next is the Tomb of the Nine Armies.

Those who will appear near the tomb of the Nine Armies are basically the strongest of the major forces, either the chief disciples or the young masters of the clan.

For this reason, Qin Yang also specially reminded Zhu Minglang not to use this method again when he arrived at the Nine Army Tomb.

After all, with the passage of time, those who are still in the organ city, even if they are not the disciples of the big forces, are basically the best of the younger generation in the entire imperial capital. .

During the third looting, Qin Yang encountered an extremely difficult enemy. If it wasn't for Nan Lingsha's superior strength, they might overturn. After all, the opponent is getting stronger and stronger!

"Most of those who are still in the organ city have reached the upper master level. When you arrive at the Nine Army Tomb, you need to be cautious," Qin Yang said.

"Is there anyone who stands out?" Zhu Minglang asked.

Qin Yang nodded, and said, "Zi Zonglin's chief disciple, Huo Shangjun, this is the person you need to be most careful about."

"What happened to this person?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"It is said that he has Shuanglong, Ziyunlong, and Jinqionglong, all of which have reached the king-level strength." Qin Yang said.

"Is it king?" Zhu Minglang asked in surprise.

The disciples of the major forces this year are not bad. Thinking back to the time when I went down the mountain, I just broke through the monarch level.

With such strength, he is basically a disciple who has swept all major forces for a lifetime.

"Zi Zonglin is our strong opponent for the right to sit in Lichuan. If they see us, they will definitely spare no effort to eliminate us." Qin Yang said.

"There is a strong man ahead." At this time, Nan Lingsha whispered.

The three of them had already arrived at the Tomb of the Ninth Army, which was a rolling cemetery. You could see majestic statues of generals standing at the foot of the mountain, and the white tombstones were more densely packed, filling the entire mountain.

Ahead is a cemetery hill, the air is surging, and the thick tombstones are shaking. It is obvious that someone is fighting in front.

Walking to the top of the hill, looking forward, I saw three women in colorful clothes, who were confronting a large group of gods and mortals.

The group of gods and mortals obviously belonged to different forces.

They didn't collude with each other, it's just because these three women in colorful clothes are really strong, if they don't get together, they will basically be eliminated.

"Miaoshan Sword Sect!" Qin Yang recognized the outfits of the three women at a glance.

"The one in the middle is very strong." Nan Lingsha looked at the only one among the three women who hadn't made much of a move.

On the contrary, the woman's neon clothes were more simple. She had an aloof temperament and a cold expression, but she didn't seem to have much interest in facing this group of gods and mortals who joined forces to resist.

However, she still drew out her sword.

She pointed her sword at the group of mortals and muttered something silently.

"Isn't that Wen Mengru from the Misty Mountain Sword Sect... Hurry up, hurry up!" At this time, on the other side of the hillside, several dragon shepherds from the Dragon Training Academy said.

Seeing the three women from the Miaoshan Sword Sect seemed like they had seen some kind of ghost, the students from the Dragon Training Academy turned their heads and walked away, never taking a half step forward!

In the front is the Nine Army Mountain. The people who searched in the mechanism city have learned through various methods and the information left in the mechanism city that the Nine Army Tomb Mountain is the final place for this power contest.

And the fifth-level fuchsia brocade box can only appear in the Nine Army Tomb Mountain!

In fact, huge changes are also taking place in the organ city at this time, those different terrains are gradually disappearing, and those complicated mazes have also become a straight road.

However, Jiujun Mountain, which was originally just a small cemetery, is slowly rising, and many cemetery mountains are also emerging. These cemetery cemeteries are connected together to form a huge mountain of military tombs. At a glance, it can be seen standing in the center of the entire city.

With the passage of time, those brocade boxes scattered in the organ city have been collected, only on the tomb of the Ninth Army, some brocade boxes are placed randomly like stones on the ground.

Either quit directly, or step into the Tomb of the Nine Armies. Some disciples who fished in troubled waters have basically been eliminated, and those who will go to the Tomb of the Nine Army are all elites from various forces, as well as some real powerhouses who came from grassroots but have extraordinary strength !

"Shua!!!!"

Standing tall and independent like a crane, Wen Mengru, a female disciple of the Misty Mountain Sword Sect, suddenly drew out her sword. The sword was like a sunset ray slanting from the window, hitting a mortal who was at the top level. body!

It was a cultivator holding an iron whip. He was very powerful. Many people on the wall had witnessed this cultivator defeating famous disciples of many powerful forces.

But when the sword pointed, the iron whip cultivator was unable to reach it. He saw the iron whip in his hand fall to the ground, and the strong cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was forced to slide back and hit the ground. One of the Colossus of Generals!

The giant statue of the general shook for a while, and the whole body of the iron whip monk trembled violently. The bones and joints of his body were basically dislocated due to the huge force of the sword. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not stand upright in the end.

Finally, the top-ranked monk knelt down on the ground, the blood he spit out was in stark contrast to his pale face.

He tried his best to raise his head, and stared at the woman from the Miaoshan Sword Sect, with shock written all over his face!

"Monarch-level swordsman!" He spat out these words with difficulty.

It wasn't just the monk who was horrified, the elders and hall masters of the various forces on the tower also widened their eyes, and their gazes involuntarily focused on a sword girl.

That woman, wearing a gauze hat, seemed unwilling to be seen by others.

She didn't say a word, just stared at the battlefield of the Nine Army Tomb in the organ city, and didn't care about the surprised eyes cast by the major forces in the imperial capital!

"Sovereign level, Wen Mengru of the Misty Mountain Sword Sect is indeed a shocking goddess. I am afraid that no one in this organ city can resist her sword except Huo Shangjun?" the elder of Canglong Palace said in a deep voice.

"Elder, why did you forget my elder brother? My elder brother is not weak!" Fu Jinying said with some dissatisfaction.

"I'm afraid Fu Xumei is still inferior. His dragon is only at the quasi-jun level. Compared with this Wen Mengru, he is probably not as mature." Said the elder of Canglong Hall.

\u001c "These veteran forces are all places to cultivate monsters. I thought that my brother's dragon has been promoted to the king level, so he can sweep everything in this big competition. By the way, where did my brother go? Why haven't I seen him all this time? ?” Fu Jinguo looked around.

Fu beard.

The strongest disciple of Canglong Temple!

At this moment, he was also walking towards the tomb of the Ninth Army along the hillside, and happened to see Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha, and Qin Yang standing on the hillside.

"Zhu Minglang?" Fu Xumei recognized Zhu Minglang at a glance.

Zhu Minglang turned his head and saw a fairly familiar face, he couldn't help but smiled and said, "It's you... I don't remember your name."

Fu Xu's face darkened.