Han Wuyang took a deep breath, excited for a while, his eyes flashed coldly: "It's finally here! Come with me, Qin Ming is mine!"
"Qin Ming is here?" Yan Luo went to the window to look out, the street was already commotion, crowds of people ran to the north, talking a lot, all very excited. Looking further into the distance, it seemed that the surrounding neighborhoods were also causing a commotion. It was hard to imagine that the arrival of Qin Ming would cause a commotion on such a scale.
"What should they do?" Cao Wujiang looked at the young and beautiful three daughters, the greed in his eyes flashed away, and I also wanted to taste it.
"Bring them all to me. I want them to see with their own eyes how miserable Qin Ming will be when he meets a rookie in the central region. When Qin Ming is abused, use them to celebrate and we will enjoy it together." Yan Luo signaled the guards to take action .
Guan Yuying quietly gave the two women winks, don't rush to resist, follow them to have a look, and then find a chance to escape.
"Hmph, I want to see how you were abused by Qin Ming." Fan Xin was depressed and breathless, if you were my age, my realm would never be lower than yours, and I would beat you to your knees begging for mercy.
"Let's go! Don't let Qin Ming's head be robbed by people from Prince Wu's Mansion." Han Wuyang urged.
They left Qingyun Teahouse in a hurry, and more and more people got the news and rushed to the northern district of the city.
In fact, there shouldn't be such a big commotion, but people tend to have the curiosity to follow the crowd. Seeing that so many people are rushing there, they all follow along to join in the fun.
But…
Someone soon discovered that something was wrong. When the first group of people rushed to the northern district of the city, the place was bustling, but there was no such thing as Qin Ming's confrontation with Wu Wang's mansion. Ask the people on the road, and they are all at a loss.
Moreover, the block that caused the initial sensation, that is, the three or five streets surrounding Qingyun Tea House, is far less vast than imagined, and there is no such news in other places.
But the people behind didn't know it, and while running in the northern part of the city, they also spread the word everywhere.
Han Wu Yang Chong was at the front of the team, with murderous intent accumulated in his chest, wishing to see Qin Ming right away, beat him in public, and humiliate him. It's a pity that I came too hastily, and I didn't bring the coffin with me, which is a pity.
"Little prince?" Two children jumped out of the alley ahead and greeted him cautiously.
Han Wuyang originally ignored the intention, but when he ran past the two children, the two children shook the golden badges on their waists and carefully reminded: "Holy Church!"
Church? Han Wuyang subconsciously stopped and stared at them with frowning eyes. Two very ordinary children with patched clothes looked like children from a slum. But the golden badge on the waist is clearly the badge of the Holy Church, and upon closer inspection, it seems to be the special badge of the disciples of the inner hall. "Who sent you here?"
"What's the matter?" Yan Luo also ran over, snatched the badges from the hands of the two children, his brows twitched, Holy Church
The two children cautiously looked around, and said in a low voice: "Someone asked us to hand this over to you, and there is another word - go ahead, run to the left at the second street corner! Don't ask why, immediately, immediately! Let Your guards attract attention, hurry up!"
After the two children finished speaking, they ran into the chaotic crowd and disappeared.
Yan Luo and Han Wuyang frowned, looking at the badges in their hands. Han Wuyang is not sure about the authenticity of the badge, but Yan Luo was born in the imperial dynasty, so he is very clear about this and its meaning. No one in the Central Territory would dare to forge the badge of the Holy Church, otherwise he would provoke the Holy Church and the royal family. will be severely punished. Moreover, there is mysterious energy in the badge of the temple, and you can know it at a glance.
what happened? The church is warning us
Is there anyone who wants to assassinate
The two exchanged eyes in amazement. It was fine for others to warn them, but they couldn't help but ignore the warnings from the people in the church, let alone in such a tense and mysterious way.
The guards surrounded him strangely, why did they stop suddenly
"Keep going!"
Han Wuyang and Yan Luo exchanged glances, and continued to rush forward along the flow of people. When they ran to the second street corner, they both greeted back and ordered the guards to continue running. Disappeared in the lively crowd.
The guards were very strange and worried, but the nervous appearance of the two young masters made them dare not ask any more questions, so they pretended nothing happened and continued to run forward.
"Where did they go?" Fan Xin muttered, also a little uneasy, these two bastards must have no good intentions in sneaking around.
"Shut up and follow us," the guard reprimanded.
"Sister Yuying, can you still persevere?" Zi Mo supported Guan Yuying, whose face was pale and her breath was messy.
"It's okay, it's okay." Guan Yuying winked at the two of them, looking for an opportunity to escape as soon as possible.
Han Wuyang and Yan Luo stopped after running far, feeling uneasy for no reason, as if something was wrong.
"Do you have friends in the church?" Han Wuyang asked.
"There are many friends, but..." Yan Luo frowned, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
Hula...
The giant portraits hanging from the roofs of the buildings on both sides suddenly fell, both were 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 canvas danced, the portraits distorted, and the expressions of both of them were slightly weird.
Han Wuyang and Yan Luo also raised their heads, and the turbulent canvas seemed to cover them, and the portraits of Qin Ming and Yao'er quickly enlarged in sight.
"No! Get out of the way!" Yan Luo exclaimed suddenly, grabbed Han Wuyang's collar and pushed him back.
Stab it!
The two canvases suddenly shattered from the middle, and two figures tore the canvas, and rushed to the street from a high altitude, like a black-feathered falcon with flapping wings, swooping down at high speed, 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 slammed forward with his right hand, and the silent rings of the kings came to life. At the beginning, the fierce sword sound resounded through the sky, like a battle of gold and swords, sonorous and piercing. The body of the sword is thick and sharp, dyed with layers of golden brilliance, that is, the fine sword energy boils on the surface, and the vast sword force covers Gaia Street, covering the sky and covering the earth.
Deep clouds and nine layers of fog! Stormy waves of fish and dragons are furious!
"It's you?" Han Wuyang was startled and angry, the prince hadn't settled with you yet, but you sent it to your door yourself. He forcibly shook off Yan Luo's tearing force, and before he could completely stop his body, he pushed his hands forward suddenly. There was a loud bang, like a flat-bottomed thunder, and a violent wave of light exploded in front of his palms. The sky and the earth sprinkled all over the block, and the tide of light surged up against the sky, like a galloping waterfall, attacking Qin Ming in an all-round way.
Qin Ming's fighting spirit is surging, his eyes are like burning flames, the man and the sword are combined, and the aura blends. Annihilated the gushing light, forcibly rolled over from a high altitude, and rushed towards Han Wuyang with great momentum.
Although Han Wuyang's reaction was fast enough and his shots were decisive enough, he responded hastily after all, how could he resist Qin Ming's ready-to-go Dayan Sword Code.
The offensive that he thought was powerful was collapsed so quickly. Han Wuyang's complexion changed drastically, and he dodged again and again, but he was still overwhelmed by the eighth and ninth heavy swords that rushed forward, and the powerful swords hit his tough body. The four-layer spiritual power shield shocked him so much that his blood was surging, and he retreated more than ten meters away in embarrassment.
"Han Wuyang!" Yan Luo exclaimed, his brows were wrinkled, he was startled but not flustered, and he performed his trick without hesitation. It spewed out a burst of flames, which swelled and magnified rapidly during the blow, like a fire bear that suddenly became angry, proudly formed in mid-air, and sent towards the woman rushing in front of it, with a shocking blow, extremely domineering, billowing flames like magma in the ground , the scorching high temperature will distort the space.
The moment Qin Ming tossed and fell to the ground, he burst into a violent rage, determined to kill, and went forward relentlessly. After more than ten steps, he stomped the ground and flew into the air. He tossed wildly, and the sword of eternity struck again.
Dayan Sword Code, the fourth style!
Life and death are boundless! The three sparrows compete for a sword!
The Eternal Sword vibrated violently, splashing fiercely like an out-of-control sword. The sword was bitter and sharp, and turned into three sparrows, flying around the sword body. They flapped their wings and cried, lifelike and mysterious. The picture and the dangerous rush are intertwined into the most powerful blow at this moment.