At the same time that Comrade Murong Bai made his name to Xuantian City, a small piece of news that did not know where it came from began to circulate rapidly among Xuantian City in the past few days.
"Hey, do you know that Murong Bai?"
"Damn, who hasn't heard of Murong Bai's name now!"
"But do you know? This Murong Bai was said to be just an ordinary person who had just passed the test at Eighth Heaven, but when he arrived at Nineth Heaven, he would counterattack and shake the sky!"
"Really! Did he get any chance against the sky?"
"I’m not... I’m telling you a secret. This is the top-secret news that Lao Tzu spent hundreds of ascending to the sky. There is a mysterious super god hidden in an unnamed realm near Jiuzhong. That Murong Bai stayed in retreat for more than a year, and then he was so strong that it was against the sky."
"It's been so strong for more than a year! Impossible..."
"I don't believe it either... But looking at Murong Bai's perverted strength, you can be sure that this place really exists!!"
Rumors are called rumors because they are three points true and seven points false. More importantly, they can make everyone interested in it and spread widely.
And Murong Bai himself was the best catalyst for this rumors. The silent statement and the leaps and bounds of strength suddenly made the entire Xuantian City full of curiosity about the hidden gods.
And just when the entire Xuantian City was discussing Murong Bai and the hidden gods, the news came from outside the city to scour the madman Murong Bai, and he returned safely after completing the mission.
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Lin Yang, when he appeared, still looked like Murong Bai's big five and three thick, with domineering and simple rays of light in his big copper bell-like eyes.
Simply put, this kind of light domineering can be summed up in eight characters. Don't look at me, whoever looks at me cuts who.
But soon, this powerful aura was overshadowed by the huge crowds outside the city gate and the heat waves soaring into the sky.
"Murong Bai! Murong Bai is back!!"
I don't know which sharp-eyed guy saw Lin Yang's figure from a distance, screamed while pulling his throat, and then the crowd boiled directly.
"Mr. Murong!"
"Brother Murong!"
"Murong Fujun!!"
A large group of Yingying and Yanyan spontaneously formed the Murong fan group, and formed a colorful sea of flowers outside the city gate. Everyone was excited like an old cat in spring, with five sweet voices. No.
These women have always been the habitual existence in Xuantian City. They have no hope of reaching the sky, they only hope that they can use the power of men to bring themselves into the heavens. Now this Murong man who is about to explode in male hormones, even more It became the best choice in their hearts.
In addition to these flowers and plants that can't be on the table, more Xuantian city martial artists have also come to the city gate, wanting to see the style of this newly promoted top ten.
The vast crowds and surging voices have become the brilliant bargaining chips at Lin Yang's feet. This is exactly the purpose of his high-profile actions.
Just want to make a sensation Xuantian!
Just step on all the strong under your feet!
Tell those big guys that if they want to get the strongest treasure in the Imperial God Cura, they can only come to me, Lin Yang! !
Now, Lin Yang has one and one hundred thousand ascending points, ranking ninth, and there is still a gap of eight people from the real ascendant list.
Lin Yang looked at the brilliant results in front of him, grinned and showed his teeth, and walked over with an arrogant eight-stroke step.
The crowd is boiling.
Murong Bai's name was about to roar.
Lin Yang's heart was calm, but with an excited smile on his face, he strode towards the gate of the city: "Hahaha, sisters, I want to die!"
"Yeah!! Brother Murong missed me, and the Nujia is about to die of happiness!!" Excited and joyful, several plump ravines swayed out thousands of styles, which made people dazzled.
"I have seen Senior Murong!"
"Mr. Murong's supernatural power is admired. I wonder if I will have the honor to follow Mr. Murong, and I am willing to do what I can do!"
"Godfather, please accept it as a righteous son... The villain has nine sacred pills from the ancestors here, willing to dedicate it to the godfather!!"
"Dad, I am your son who has been separated for many years... Dad!"
Compared with the girls, the male warriors have more tricks.
Those who want to make friends with teams, those who seek refuge in a teacher, and those who are shameless, just come up and call to Dad.
They all spotted Murong Bai's thigh, and wanted to hold Lin Yang's leg hair tightly and climb into the sky together.
These people all existed like dust and scum in Lin Yang's heart, but when the crowd surrounded him, there was a cold cry from the strongest outside the city gate.
"Get out of my way!!"
Rumbling.
The sound was like a divine sword out of its sheath, shocking the divine soul.
The black mob was shaken almost instantly, and soon Lin Yang was clean and there was no root hair left.
Everyone seemed to feel that a sharp sword slashed through the hairs on their body at this moment, and the lingering sword energy penetrated into every pore, making people unable to resist and dare not resist.
The entire Xuantian City can have such a presence and strength, only one of the eight clans of the heavens, the sacred Ximen family of swordsmanship.
The square outside the city was completely empty.
I saw that the majestic voice suddenly became full of respect and admiration, and the rolling voice brought out endless honor, and once again shocked the sky:
"Ximen family, the elder Ximenhao, headed by the Xuantiancheng branch of the family, welcomes Mr. Murong back to the city!!"
Huh.
Before the words fell, dozens of beautiful figures with feet on flying swords suddenly flew out of the city gate.
This is a maid of the Royal Sword with outstanding name and beauty. From one person’s point of view, she may not seem to be very impressive, but when a full eighty-eight maid is wearing a translucent shirt, her beautiful body and light long When the swords merged into one body, and the seven-color aura was shed in the air, the picture was more than just pleasing to the eye.
It is simply a god descending from the earth, the sword descended to the world, all respects, all belong to one person.
"The maids welcome Mr. Murong back to the city!"
It's too late to say, then it's fast.
Seeing the eighty-eight sword servants in the air landed on both sides of the city gate almost at the same time, the spirit swords under their feet suddenly became bigger, like floor tiles, spreading tightly on the ground, forming a sword aura under Lin Yang’s feet. Excalibur Avenue.
At the same time, the eighty-eight people bowed down to Lin Yang, their slender waists, half-exposed ****, and respectful smiles. They all did the same thing, which shows how much effort they have done during training. .
Great battle! !
The people around were amazed.
Some of them have stayed in Xuantian City for decades, and have gone through numerous battles in the Nine Heavens, but the formations like the Ximen family today are really rarely seen.
For a hundred years, at most, one or two people can achieve Lin Yang's honorable status at this moment.
"Hehe, Mr. Murong, little honor guard, don't laugh. Old man Simon Hao, I have been waiting here for Mr. Murong for a long time."
After the wonderful welcome ceremony, a group of people admired by thousands of people in Xuantian City walked out neatly.
They were uniformly dressed in light yellow long gowns and brocade robes. Some people carried their swords behind their backs and others carried their swords in their palms. When they came out together, people seemed to see an ancient and simple giant sword that had been tempered for thousands of years suddenly appeared. Family, the supreme prestige of kendo giants.
Especially Simon Hao, today is even more radiant and dignified, in order to leave a good impression on Lin Yang, so that he finally chooses to join the Simon family camp.
Lin Yang smiled better when he saw Simon Hao.
Finally, I saw a real saintly powerhouse...
Of course, Lin Yang had seen the saint master many years ago, and his parents didn't need to say, and the Xuanyuan gambling ghost wanted to come now, although the realm was far beyond the ordinary holy realm.
As for his body, there is also an extremely powerful Holy Light Little Golden Pig of the Holy Realm level. Therefore, the Holy Path powerhouse, respected by thousands of people, cannot cause too much disturbance in front of Lin Yang.
Even Lin Yang has been waiting for the appearance of the story of this level.
"Wow, sir, are you a powerhouse of the holy path?"
On the face, Lin Yang widened his eyes, and his legs like wild rabbits jumped, and he came to Simon Hao. The upper and lower sides looked at the old man, and Ximen Hao was completely embarrassed.
"Hehe, the old man is just a mere mention of saints, and it is not enough to surprise Mr. Murong. If you join the Simon family in the future, break through the holy realm on the kendo, or even reach the peak of the holy road, it will be just around the corner."
Simon Hao began to draw cakes for Lin Yang, but before he could finish his words, he almost made Lin Yang choke on his blood.
"Um... It doesn't seem to be so good... It's still far behind my master..."
Damn it! !
The Ximen family, as well as the Xuantian martial artists who watched the excitement from far away, were blown up.
This Murong Bai is really shocking and dying...
A dignified master of the saint path, unexpectedly said "not very good" to others!
This is no longer a pleasant chat rhythm.
Simon Hao, the blue veins on his forehead unconsciously twitched twice. After all, he was a strong man with an old mentality, and his smile remained undiminished:
"That's natural, a famous teacher produces high apprentices. It's not how a supreme master like a teacher can train a arrogant like Mr. Murong, ha ha... There are so many people here, it is better to move to Ximen Garden. The old man is already prepared. Banquet, take the wind to your husband."
kindness
Looks pretty pleasing to the eye...
What Lin Yang said just now was not a test of Simon's arrogant temperament.
And just when he was basically satisfied and planned to check the situation first, he heard another trembling laughter from inside the city gate:
"Hahaha! Ximenhao, you are old, and you can still be so wronged if you are despised by a young descendant. It's really hard for you... Murong Bai, how can such a declining family be worthy of your identity and prospects, haha !"