"Yao'er? Why is she here?" Cao Wujiang's expression was not good.
"Who is she? Do you know her?" the boy asked Cao Wujiang.
"The granddaughter of the Patriarch of the Blood Evil Sect, Yao'er!" Cao Wujiang is more than just acquainted. Many years ago, Yao'er was included in the key monitoring list of the Python Palace. This woman is simply a femme fatale, with a heart and talent that surpasses that of Qiu Lin, the Patriarch of the Blood Evil Sect. Many people call her... the witch of the Northern Territory!
"Blood elves, Yaoer?" The temple disciples became more interested. It was worthwhile for them to detour to Thunder Ancient City. The top five of the tea party met two at one time, and they were the most controversial and dangerous two.
Yao'er was full of smiles, but her tone was not kind: "Why do you temple disciples condescend to come to the Northern Territory? There are many barbarians in the barren land, and you are not afraid of coming and going?"
"Girl Yao'er, don't we dare not touch you just because you are a woman." A glamorous girl snorted softly, dissatisfied with Yao'er's frivolity.
"Do you dare to touch? I'm standing here, come and try?" Yao'er, as the granddaughter of the blood evil sect's suzerain, is fearless in this Northern Territory. What about the church? How dare you kill me? Kill me, no one can return to the central region alive! Don't dare to kill? Then don't act arrogant.
"Arrogant!" The girl was annoyed. Even the Mansion of the Python King dare not be arrogant in front of us, where do you have the courage.
"I'm already arrogant, what can you do?" Yao'er snorted.
The guards of the Qin family behind her took a deep breath, take it easy, they are the holy halls from the imperial city.
"Where is Sect Master Qiu Lin?" The three white-haired old men stopped the provocation of the disciples, and they headed towards the city mansion, sweeping all the courtyards of the city mansion like a wave of spiritual consciousness. The lords of the Heavenly Dao Sect, the Blood Evil Sect, and the Earth Spirit Sect, the three lords are the strongest lords of the Eight Sects. He is sitting in town, they really have to be more careful. Latest and fastest update
"Grandpa went to Yunluo Forest to work."
"When are you coming back?"
"Then who knows, I've been away for ten days, maybe I'll come back today, maybe the day after tomorrow." Yao'er winked at the three old people and giggled. The implication is that grandpa may come back at any time, don't be arrogant, grandpa will beat you.
"Sacred Church, Lan Ying! Ask Miss Yao'er for advice." The glamorous girl couldn't help her publicity.
"You try it with my little lover first, and if you beat him, I will play with you again."
"Little lover?" All the temple disciples looked at Qin Ming.
Qin Ming was speechless, even joking on such occasions.
Cao Wujiang frowned, how did they match up? This is not good news! Qin Ming has the status of Jin Ling disciple of Qingyun Sect, if he becomes the grandson-in-law of the blood evil sect master, who would dare to provoke him
Qin Ming smiled and said: "Everyone is tired from the journey, go to the city to rest first."
"I don't think it's necessary. Lord Qin finds a place. Let's warm up first."
"The ancient city is dilapidated, and there is no decent martial arts arena. If you don't dislike it, there is a dilapidated Colosseum in the city. It is a bit rudimentary. At least there is a place where you can watch martial arts."
Colosseum? The temple disciples looked at each other, well, the Colosseum is the Colosseum. "lead the way!!"
"You seem to have forgotten something." Qin Ming looked at them with a smile.
"What's up?"
"I bet on the name of Shura son, what are you betting on?"
"Bet on the name of our temple, if you can win, the temple will publicly announce the dynasty and recognize the ranking of the Northern Territory Tea Party."
"Can you represent the Holy Church?" Qin Ming questioned on the spot without being polite.
Everyone stopped talking. They wanted to fool Qin Ming, but they didn't expect this kid to be quite shrewd. Representing the church? The elders of the church did not dare.
"Put the name of Shura son, you deliberately come to provoke trouble?" Yao'er came to Qin Ming's side, and faced the disciples of the temple with him.
The temple disciple looked at the two people's 'intimacy', with a slightly dignified expression. Qin Ming represents the Qingyun Sect, and Yao'er represents the Blood Evil Sect. Are the two going to marry? One Shura son, one blood elf, if the two come together, and there are two joint cultivations, it will not be good news for the Central Territory.
The white-haired old man in front stated: "If you can win against my disciples in the temple, I will give you a hanging seal of the temple. When you have the opportunity to come to the imperial court in the future, the hanging seal can save you a lot of trouble."
"What is the hall seal?" Qin Ming asked Yao'er.
Yao'er thought for a while, then reached out to the white-haired old man: "Two! One for me, one for Qin Ming."
"Can."
"Deal." Yao'er made the decision for Qin Ming, and touched him with her fragrant shoulder: "Abusive! Torturing to death!"
The corners of everyone's eyes twitched slightly, their expressions were unkind, and a coldness flashed in their eyes.
Don't get me into trouble! Qin Ming was helpless.
"Lead the way!!" The three white-haired old men did not enter the city mansion. They also wanted to see how strong the top five disciples of the Eight Sects Tea Party were. This was their main purpose of coming here.
Colosseum! The busiest place in Leiting Ancient City back then could accommodate tens of thousands of people to watch the battle. The animal field was very huge and shaped like a mountain forest, which could create a more realistic and exciting duel between spirits and monsters. Although it is dilapidated and many places have collapsed into ruins, the animal farm inside is still intact, covered with weeds and trees, and the ground is full of stones, like a mountain forest.
The temple team came here to take a general look. Although it is dilapidated, it has a primitive and wild style, which is very suitable for martial arts.
"How do you play?" Yao'er was very excited, looking at Qin Ming, looking at the disciples of the temple, and couldn't wait to watch the game. Wonderful, it will definitely be wonderful, the representatives of the new generation of the Northern Territory, against the elites of the new generation of the Holy Church, it will be worth seeing if you think about it, it’s a pity, it’s too hasty, we should set up a venue with a higher standard and invite more forces Come and enjoy.
The disciples in the temple had weird eyes, why is this woman so excited
Cao Wujiang sneered, you are too naive, the inner disciples of the holy hall are all absolute elites, and those who came here are all representatives of the inner hall.
"Which one of you will go first?" Qin Ming moved his body, just in time to use the disciples of the temple to check his achievements these days.
The handsome young man was about to speak, when Qin Ming suddenly said: "Why don't I warm up with my friends from Mang Mansion first?"
Cao Wujiang laughed, very coldly. You really match me
"Okay!! I agree, order an appetizer before dinner." Yao'er provoked Cao Wujiang.
appetizer? Look down on people less. Cao Wujiang snorted coldly, the two guards beside him were not ordinary guards, they were dead bodyguards chosen by his father personally for him, they grew up with him since he was a child, they are very talented, experienced in many battles, and loyal. Now in his twenties, he is already in the Xuanwu realm. A first-level heaven and a third-level heaven, these two are no worse than the elite disciples trained by the Eight Sects.
"My lord, I'll go." The man in the first layer of heaven was named Wei Changkong. He clenched his fists and stared at Qin Ming with cold eyes. appetizer? You are humiliating me!
"Warm up with City Lord Qin, remember, click to the end, and give the opportunity to the disciples of the temple." Cao Wujiang wanted to protect the face of the disciples of the temple.
"Don't worry, I will be careful." Wei Changkong walked towards Qin Ming, clasped his fists and shouted: "Python Palace, Wei Changkong, please fight."
The disciples of the holy hall scattered to the surrounding stands, just in time to use the guards of King Mang's Mansion to probe Qin Ming's bottom line.
The guards of the Qin family gathered around and watched the battle nervously.
At this time, Caiyi and Qin Ying also sneaked in to understand the situation in a low voice.
"It's inevitable that there will be harm in martial arts sparring, you don't mind." Qin Ming deliberately told Cao Wujiang.
"You can hurt, whatever you want." Cao Wujiang is very confident in his guards.
Wei Changkong's aura began to change significantly, a strong wind rose all over his body, his long hair fluttered wildly, and his tall and thin body was filled with animalism: "There are not only eight schools of you in the Northern Territory, but also five kings!"
"Why do I feel that his breath is not right?" Tu Wei and the others were surprised.
Yao'er seemed very excited: "Wei Changkong, Mansion of the Mang King, I know him. Look, look, it's about to change!"
"What changed?"
"Roar!" Wei Changkong yelled suddenly, the sound was astonishingly intense, the trembling trees trembled, and the gravel on the ground splashed randomly, the muscles of his whole body wriggled violently, the bones crackled, and his body swelled up like a balloon. It rose to a height of more than three meters at an astonishing speed, the clothes were torn, and the muscles of the whole body were exaggerated, like rocks, and covered with blue veins.
The audience was moved, even the disciples in the temple did not expect the silent and low-key man beside Cao Wujiang to suddenly show such a ferocious side.
Cao Wujiang smiled happily, satisfied with the amazed atmosphere of the audience.
Wei Chang's air was inflated, and his whole body was filled with fierce madness. His eyes shone with a fierce green light, and his expression was ferocious and manic. He really looked like a beast.
"Is this martial art, or blood?" Caiyi covered her mouth in surprise.
"Martial Arts!!" Yao'er was very excited to see it, she had heard about it before, but she actually saw it with her own eyes today.
"Fierce Demon Art!" Wei Changkong looked like a ferocious beast king, full of evil spirits, rushing towards Qin Ming with a howling roar, and struck hard with his fists. The blue light entangled like thunder and lightning, and the light was gorgeous and dazzling.