Wu Ling glanced at the talking big man, and found that in this tavern, almost everyone in the tavern, after hearing the name of the five demon sects, turned their eyes to this big man. There was admiration in the eyes of these people. , There is also contempt. But this big man didn't realize it.
These warriors who are onlookers are very rare in the realm of chemical weapons, and even those in the realm of refining gods are rare. It's just that some martial artists in the realm of physical and martial arts are joining in the fun.
Wu Ling thought for a while, but people who didn't believe in the Five Sects of the Demon Dao dared to do it at the door of Huayu Pavilion, and this so-called big rally was probably because the good things were rumored to have caused such a big momentum.
"It seems that this so-called rally is a false rumor. If the people of the Five Sects of the Demon Path dare to act at the gate of the Huayu Pavilion, the martial arts who go to participate in it cannot have such a low level of cultivation." Wu Ling sneered in her heart. , They don’t bother about it anymore. Anyway, if you turn to the south, it is the road to Huayu Pavilion, and you have to pass through that place. When the time comes, you will know what is true and false.
After drinking the food, Wu Ling and Xie Yuyan left immediately. That Huawuling was two hundred miles away. For a warrior like Wu Ling and Xie Yuyan in the chemical weapon realm, it would not take long for two hundred miles to use his full strength. But Wu Ling and Xie Yuyan weren't in a hurry to rush off. Naturally, they bought a steed horse and rode along the road, which was also comfortable.
When we arrived in Huayu Town, people kept appearing at various intersections along the way, and they were all aiming at the Huawu Ridge.
Wu Ling and Xie Yuyan dismounted and walked slowly, and within a short while, they saw a large high plateau in front of them, surrounded by piles of people, under the col of Huawuling, the total number was at least 1,000. , Very lively. Wu Ling looked from a distance, but saw a banner hung on it, with a line of characters written on it: Punch Huayu Pavilion Shrimp and Crab General! The strength of the pen seems to come from a famous artist.
Seeing this banner, Wu Ling laughed blankly. This banner was superficial and skinny, but it could stimulate the nerves of these warriors on the edge of the Huayu Pavilion, causing them to surge in blood.
Wu Ling was curious, whether this was instructed by the Five Sects of the Demon Dao, or was it a small hall created by these warriors themselves. In any case, this banner appears to have lost a lot of style in this position.
The people of the Five Sects of the Demon Path, like this banner, seem to have no margins.
Wu Ling glanced at him, but was slightly surprised. There were also a few warriors above the realm of refining gods in the crowd. It's just that these so-called masters were just ordinary aptitudes, and they couldn't reach the strong level at all. .
As he was about to leave, suddenly one of the'masters' on the stage opened his mouth and said, "Everyone, our members of the Five Sects of the Demon Path are about to slap a punch in the face of Huayu Pavilion this time at the Huawuling Rally. I don’t want to go anywhere else, but I have to gather here in Huawuling, in order to let Huayu Pavilion and the people of the Nine Schools of Immortal Dao see clearly that our Five Sects of Demon Dao are not that easy to bully. Hum, Huayu The folks at Xinghai Bay sell well if they get a bargain. This time, if they don't hand over Wu Ling, we won't leave!"
When Wu Ling heard her name, she moved in her heart and couldn't help but stop. This rally turned out to be aimed at myself! From this look, it seems that it is no secret that he did not die in Xinghai Bay.
But Xie Yuyan's face tightened, and she reminded: "Brother, maybe they are just guessing. If they are sure that you are still alive, the three main lines would have long been fighting each other. It seems that they are not sure about you, brother. I'm still alive and want to use these despicable means to persecute Hua Yu Pavilion."
Wu Ling deeply agreed and nodded secretly.
However, Wu Ling still couldn't help but feel a little worried: maybe he even picked the five demon masters in Xinghaiwan, which caused too much sensation.
But this is the end of the matter, Wu Ling knows that being fearful of the head and tail is not the answer. In Xinghai Bay, it is the Five Young Masters of the Demon Dao who shot first, and he is behind the defense. Wu Ling has a clear conscience.
Even though he thought so, he still had some concerns after all. Wu Ling didn't intend to reveal his identity immediately, and he planned to stay and inquire about it.
Wu Ling stopped, stepped aside, and watched intently. Looking at the waste wood around, it is obviously impossible to threaten his existence.
If the people of the Five Sects of the Demon Path are operating behind this, it should be impossible to be so trivial. Perhaps, this is just a shell that attracts attention, and there may be a mystery in this Huawu Ridge.
After observing for a moment, one of the masters of refining the gods and returning to the virtual realm stood on the built high platform: "Everyone, we set this high platform. Anyone who has a grudge against Huayu Pavilion can join us. The five headmasters of the Zong ordered it, and we would attack Huayu Pavilion."
At this moment, a dark shadow rushed to the stage and shouted: "Cross door and evil way, embarrassing, don't get me out of Huawu Mountain."
"Who is your excellency?" the person who was speaking on the high platform asked in a deep voice.
"Don't care who I am! I came up, but I didn't want to join the five demon sects of Rao Shizi! I came up, I just want you to remove this banner for me immediately!"
The man had a rough voice, and pointed his hand to the banner that read "Fisting Huayu Pavilion Shrimp and Crab General". The sound of the urn said with an annoyance: "You people of the Five Sects of the Demon Path have poor cultivation. With more practice, you dare to find the gate of Huayu Pavilion, you don’t know the heights of the sky and the earth.”
This man is dressed in a blue shirt, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he has a rough personality. When he sees this banner, he is naturally very annoyed. If it weren't for the crowds, he would have stepped forward and tore the banner to pieces.
"So, are you a disciple of the Nine Schools of Immortal Dao, Huayu Pavilion?"
"I am not a disciple of Huayu Pavilion, but I am a warrior in the Empire of Wu! I will not allow you to insult Huayu Pavilion so much!"
The green shirt man yelled in indignation, shaking his hands, and there was an extra large axe in his hand. The bright axe blade was extremely cold under the sunlight.
"You evil demons, who is going to stop me with three axes?" the man yelled.
The person on the stage retreated into the drapery at the back, and after a while, a person walked out of it. As soon as this person walked out, his whole body exuded a sharp gang aura. The temperament of the whole person was like a sharp sword, giving a sense of brutal killing.
Seeing this person, Wu Ling secretly noticed, and thought: "It seems that this matter may have been written by the Five Sects of the Demon Dao. This person who has come out has extraordinary strength and is considered to be at the level of the core disciple of the Five Sects of the Demon Dao.
Although this person's strength was still not in Wu Ling's eyes, but Wu Ling secretly noticed that behind the curtain, how many other masters of the Five Sects of Demon Dao were hidden
Wu Ling looked at the man in the green shirt, but he recognized that it was the reckless man he had met in the tavern earlier. At this moment, this big man clenched a big axe tightly in his hand, and urged his qi, his blue shirt was shattered by the qi, exposing his whole body's strong muscles, which was also powerful.
This person maintains the dignity of Huayu Pavilion, especially in the place where the group of demons gather. He can still be so righteous, and he has some courage to take the stage to challenge.
At the moment, I am also secretly paying attention, and I don't want this person to suffer. In the outermost periphery of the Huayu Pavilion mountains, Wu Ling couldn't help but admire the warriors of the Wu Empire fighting for the dignity of Huayu Pavilion.
The young man who came out of the tent stood there bitterly and smiled and said, "Who is your name? Since you are not a disciple of Huayu Pavilion, what are you talking about here?"
"I am Cheng Sanxue, I am a casual cultivator of the Wuzhi Empire! Passing by here today, seeing your banner is so deceptive and too deceptive, it will make people laugh out of their teeth, extremely superficial."
"Cheng San-axe?" The young man sneered, "I hope you have some strength. If you only have the ability of San-axe, if you are in this ring today, you may be alive and die."
Cheng Sanfu roared: "Who is going to die? See the real chapter under your hand!"
Roar!
With a loud cry, Cheng Sanxu held the axe handle with both hands, flicked his feet, twisted his body forward like a bow, and smashed it down with an axe in the air, with a great momentum to split rivers and mountains.
The strength of his splitting made Wu Ling a little surprised. The fourth floor of Yi Sui, I really don't know it, and I was shocked when I saw it, this reckless man turned out to be the fourth floor of Yi Sui!
The masters at the pinnacle of physical martial arts battle, the momentum is naturally amazing. The force of this cleavage suddenly caused the surrounding air currents to roll up, hula la la, a dust in the ground.
As soon as the giant axe smashed down, only a crescent-like white light flashed in the void, and even the void seemed to be cut apart, with a brushing sound, making a very ear-piercing air explosion.
The next moment, the young man's mouth grinned, and a trace of sneer overflowed from the corner of his mouth. A curl of his body, like a whirlwind, disappeared from the place.
Cheng San-axe missed a hit, and was not depressed. He backhanded three axes in a row, and brushed three strokes in a row, like a snowflake. The arc of attack formed by three axe blades, once again cut back, shining brightly. The stabbing makes people unable to open their eyes.
Seeing this Cheng Sanaxe's axe technique, Wu Ling blindly followed the masculine way. Although fierce, he suffered a loss when he met a master with good physical strength.
Sure enough, before Wu Ling's thoughts could finish, the young man appeared on the left side of Cheng Sanxue. I don't know when, a ghost claw appeared in his hand.
Card wipe!
The ghost claw volleyed, and the five fingers suddenly caught five strong winds, condensed into substance, and drew them at the wrist of Cheng Sanxue. This peck was like the sharp beak of a bird of prey, fast and fierce.
Cheng Sanxong couldn't think of how this young man moved so fast that he almost lost his basic judgment.
He had backhanded three axes just now, clearly attacking the right side of the young man's retreat, how could this person reach his left side in the blink of an eye
Cheng Sanxu let go of his left hand and smashed the five-fingered wind with a fist.
Swinging the axe with his right hand, he cut off the top of the young man's head again.
At this moment, the young man's right hand suddenly flashed a golden light, and a golden chain in his hand shot out, entwining directly on Cheng Sanxong's axe.
Click!
The sound of the metal collision was piercing, and the two of them screamed, their weapons blasted, and a violent fire sputtered down everywhere.
The golden chain in the young man's hand twisted, completely controlling Cheng Sanxong's great axe. Suddenly following the twisting force, his body ran on the stage at high speed. When he curled his body, it was like a whirlwind turning around Cheng Sanxu, and Cheng Sanxu felt a flower in front of him.
Suddenly, the man twisted his body and kicked his legs directly towards Cheng Sanaxe's chest. The speed was so fast that it was like a gust of wind, and there was no time for Cheng Sanaxe to react.
When he bumped, Cheng Sanaxe's body flew out in the air, flying out towards the audience far away.
A giant axe was swung straight out by the young man with a chain, followed by the momentum of Cheng San-axe's flying out, and followed at a faster speed.
"Ah." The surrounding audience all whispered.
The coming of this axe is obviously to directly cut Cheng San-axe in half in the void! This method is obviously to take the life of Cheng San-axe and kill Cheng San-axe with Cheng San-axe's weapon!
Wu Ling was about to make a move, when a silver light flashed on the opposite side, and the silver sword that had been shining directly hit the giant axe. When the giant axe was hit by this force, it flew backwards to the stage, the target was accurate, and the speed was quick to accelerate, and blasted towards the young man on the stage.
This time between the electric light and the flint, the onlookers had no time to react at all. At this moment, Cheng San-axe's body was lightly supported by a floating figure, and then dropped to the ground, steadily, except for the injury that was kicked by the person, there was no damage.
But the giant axe was spinning and cutting off the top of the young man's head. The speed is unparalleled. The young man's expression changed in amazement, and he quickly ducked his head, finally avoiding the blow among the sparks. The giant axe kept going, and quickly cut it away. With a bang, he slashed on the big pillar on which the "Kick Huayu Pavilion Shrimp and Crab General" hung.
With a loud bang, the big pillar was cut into two pieces, and the center was broken. The banner was rolled by the axe wind, and it was also twisted to pieces, turning into pieces, and flying away like butterflies. Wu Ling's face turned out to be Zhao Canyang, the first inner door under the main gate of the Huayu Pavilion!
"Why did he get here? The cultivation environment here is so bad that even Huayu Pavilion's outer disciples rarely come here?" Wu Ling was also slightly surprised.
Zhao Canyang took a copy and put the Sun Sword that he shot out just now into his sleeve. He glanced at the stage coldly, and said with a little disdain: "Even if the people of the Five Sects of the Demon Way are bored, they shouldn't be bored to this point. Could it be that the five sects of the magic path now only have this climate, and just writing such a ridiculously superficial banner can not expand itself?"
Zhao Canyang is known as the first inner disciple of Huayu Pavilion. After some experience in Xinghai Bay and the guidance of Wu Ling, his cultivation has even reached the realm of refining the gods and still vacant, which is comparable to most of the core disciples. Although he wasn't a real core disciple, he was only a short title, but the strength was still there.
When I saw this banner, I was naturally unhappy. When I shot it, I was able to do several things in one fell swoop. It not only saved people, but also ruined the banner.
Cheng Sanaxe, who was rescued by him, was naturally grateful: "Thank you Xiongtai for your life-saving grace. My name is Cheng Sanaxe. I don't know what Xiongtai is called? But I am the strong man in Huayu Pavilion?"
Zhao Canyang's expression eased a little, and he nodded and said, "Brother Cheng Sanxu, you are very good."
Although it is only nine words, it has made Cheng Sanaxe infinitely useful. Although this Cheng Sanxu was righteous and strong, he was a man who was very good at observing words and colors. Seeing Zhao Canyang's manners, he knew that this person was extraordinary, and he must be a great figure in Huayu Pavilion.
He happily said at the moment: "I'm embarrassed by the ability of Cheng Sanxu. If it weren't for Xiongtai's righteous action, it would be hard to escape this bloody disaster today."
Zhao Canyang was about to speak when the tent was pulled apart, and another person walked out. The man tied a turban on his head, and his long hair fluttered in an indifferent manner. He looked at Zhao Canyang's Sword of Setting Sun: "Are you a disciple of Huayu Pavilion?"
Zhao Canyang was not afraid at all, and said proudly: "Huayu Pavilion Zhao Canyang."
"Zhao Canyang?" The corner of the other party's mouth curled, "I have never heard of it. I only heard that there are ten true disciples in Huayu Pavilion. They are very good. There is also Wu Ling who heard that it is good, but he is a damn kid."
As soon as Zhao Canyang heard this, his expression was cold. Wu Ling has always been the pain in Zhao Canyang's heart. That time in the battle of Xinghaiwan, Wu Ling saved the lives of Zhao Canyang and many other inner disciples and elites. Zhao Canyang admired him very much, but did not want that battle, but became a farewell. Half a year later, Zhao Canyang still failed to get out of that blow. This time I heard that people with the Five Sects of the Demon Way dared to make trouble at the gate of Huayu Pavilion. He also found an opportunity to come down and see the situation. By the way, he could relax and get rid of the depression in his heart. .
Hearing this person cursing Wu Ling, he suddenly changed his color: "What kind of stuff are you, and you deserve to chew Brother Wu Ling's right and wrong? Mr. Zhao will teach you today to see how many young people of the five demon sects are!"
The man smiled coldly: "I can't ask for it! It's just that I never kill the unknown under my sword."
Zhao Canyang knew that this person did this deliberately, and the purpose was naturally to provoke him, how could he be fooled? With a little tiptoe, he floated onto the stage, and the Sword of Setting Sun shook and held it in his hand. "Just compose the words of Senior Brother Wuling for you, and I want you to splash your blood within three steps today!" There was a hint of coldness in Zhao Canyang's tone. Wu Ling's heart moved, and her chest became hot involuntarily. This is the same door.
Even if there is a fight in the portal, after all, you have to fight a tiger with your own brothers, and you have to fight with father and son. This same meaning, Zhao Canyang at this moment, has not been fully interpreted
Thinking of this, a warm current surged in Wu Ling's heart.
"Huayu Pavilion Zhao Canyang!"
"This person has heard of it. He is a super strong man known as the first inner gate of the Huayu Pavilion. He was originally cultivated at the third level of Yi Marrow. I don't know what happened. In the past six months, his cultivation has reached the level of refining the gods. Listen. It is said that we are only one step away from the realm of chemical weapons."
"No wonder! The skill is so good, it seems that this battle is worth fighting." Those who watch the excitement, your words, my words are full of excitement, pointing.
Wu Ling and Xie Yuyan secretly walked through the two figures on the observation platform, already fighting together. This man with a red headscarf, although he has a peculiar appearance, is really good at his skill, and he can be said to be a twinge with Zhao Canyang for a while.