MTL - Man Huang Feng Bao-Chapter 12 Nantiandu
The adviser is too vain to do things simply and neatly. It is really not imaginary. The next day, at noon, he took Jinhua to Ziyunfeng to watch the play.
In the Ziyun Bieyuan, Ye Chuan is lying on the bamboo chair, and enjoys a good cup of cloud tea on the pot. The entrance to the tea is bitter, and then it is sweet and evocative. Unfortunately, before I finished drinking a cup of tea, Ye Chuan suddenly frowned and felt a murderous far and near.
"The flies on this mountain, why are you not so long, and you can't kill them?"
Ye Chuan shook his head and got up and went out.
Outside the Ziyun hospital, a black man with a jade tree standing in the wind is coming slowly, with a long sword on his shoulder.
The man was handsome and walked up the streets, not knowing how many women would scream. A pair of eyes, but indifferent as water, cold ice like two ice springs. Walking very slowly, it seems to take a walk in the mountains, but it is almost ten meters in one step. It seems that walking very slowly is amazing, giving people an unreal illusion. What is even more awkward is that every step of the way, the ground swayed, leaving a deep footprint on the ground, seemingly heavier than a mammoth giant.
Master!
Is this a master, a monk triple, or a quadruple?
Ye Chuan's pupils are tightening.
This is the first time he felt dangerous after he rushed out of the Valley of the Holy Spirit. This is not only because of the strong strength of the black man, but also because of his eyes.
As a once-in-a-century sacred sacred, this kind of eye has seen a lot of Ye Chuan, this black man is definitely a murderous guy who doesn't blink, killing and decisive! Look at his costume, it should also be a cloud sect disciple, but when did the cloud dynasty young generation have such a character?
Ye Chuan frowned, searching through the memories in his mind, but unfortunately, nothing.
The men in black were calm and powerful, and they went to Yechuan ten meters away. This suddenly stopped. A pair of sharp eyes, the knife fell coldly on Ye Chuan, silent.
Ye Chuan is also silent, quietly looking at this uninvited guest.
How many years have it been, eight million years or ten million years? He has not encountered such an opponent for a long time, and the murderous and heavy challenges that come from the face make people feel tight, more familiar and excited, and vaguely return to the era of only covering the sky.
It is known that Sosuo’s voice is coming from far away, and the shadows are fascinating.
It didn't take long for the men in black to go up the mountain. A large group of people came to the outside of Ziyun’s courtyard to watch the excitement. At the glance, Ye Chuan saw several familiar figures.
The fat man Zhao Dazhi came, and his face was nervous and upset. Zhu Sijia, who was very hot and sultry, also came, and he was also nervous. Jinhua, the elite of the Alchemy Hall, also came, with the inseparable adviser He Taixu, the two sneaked behind the crowd, unlike the average person, the face was not nervous and uneasy, replaced by a smirk, and expectation Eyes.
It is him again!
Boy, you are really tired!
Ye Chuan's eyes flashed cold and probably understood what was going on. The conspiracy was not able to frame, Jinhua and his adviser He Taixu came to a trick, sinister and vicious, more trouble than the flies of the mountains, not to see the coffin will not give up. Just don't know, they are a master from where to find, how to convince him to challenge themselves.
"You, is the pro-disciple of the head, Ye Chuan?"
The black man stared at Ye Chuan coldly, silent for a long time, and finally broke the silence.
Ye Chuan nodded. "Yes, I am Ye Chuan, who are you?"
"Southern Heaven."
The man in black said a word and reported his name.
In the crowd of people watching, there was a sudden exclamation, and Ye Chuan also remembered a person, suddenly remembered a person.
Although the cloud sects have gone from bad to worse in these years, after all, the trees are deep and the number of sects is large. In addition to numerous chores, the disciples under the door are divided into outside disciples and inner disciples, among which there are ordinary disciples and elite disciples.
After getting started, some people are assigned to places such as the Patrol Hall, the Refining Hall and the Alchemy Hall. They work hard and earn enough Zongmen points in exchange for exercises and treasures. Some people are different. When they enter the sect, they find a remote place to practice alone. They don't ask the world for their cultivation and lack the support of the sect. Most of them have limited achievements, but there are also many wizards in history. Nantiandu is the genius who cultivated alone in the young generation of Yunwu Zong. It is rumored that when he was 12 years old, he practiced alone and broke through to the realm of monks. He was a great man, and he was still far above the elite Jinhua of the alchemy hall known as genius.
In the past, Ye Chuan was not closed in Ziyunfeng all the year round. He was not familiar with many cases in Zongmen. The name of Nantiandu was only slightly heard. He never thought that there would be a confrontation between the two. Unexpectedly, Nantian, who has always practiced retreat and did not ask the world, suddenly came.
"Five times a day, the time of the challenge has not yet arrived, Tiandu Shidi, what are you doing?" Ye Chuan calmed down, calm and calm.
Nantiandu, which has been cold and cold, has a little surprise on his face. He looks at Ye Chuan again and again. It’s better to see each other than to meet each other. They say that the master brother Ye Chuan is extremely mediocre, but in his eyes, Ye Chuan in front of him is worse than any disciple. The calm and calm calming makes some people inferior, coldly said: kill."
Really crazy!
This is really bold enough and straightforward!
The onlookers exclaimed again, and the fat man Zhao Dazhi was even more stunned.
Even if Ye Chuan is mediocre, he is still a disciple of Zongmen in name, and is a master of the younger generation of disciples. Failure to follow the rules to him is a violation of the law and is a felony conviction. A few days ago, I had to touch the black scorpion Ye Chuan, and the little fat man Zhao Dazhi was stunned and blindfolded. Who has the courage and courage of Nantian?
"Hahaha, okay, come on. But can you tell me first, why?" Ye Chuan laughed, and the powerful Nantian was more arrogant and arrogant than he expected, but he liked it.
Want to become stronger, and even become a big master, not only need to cultivate, but also need such an opponent in Nantian!
"Killing you, the three factions are on the contest, the Zongmen will not be humiliated. The elders don't want to be evil people, let me come to Nantian to be this wicked person!"
Nantian is slowly and step by step. The next moment, the body is in front of Ye Chuan, and the speed is only between the moments. With a bang, pull out the epee behind and stab it out.
Ye Chuan looked up and saw that the tall and straight figure of Nantian was gone. The eyes were full of glaring swords, and an extremely dangerous atmosphere was far and near. On the ground, a deep ditch appeared in the plowing ground, spreading straight up, and the piercing sound of the piercing sound was heard in the ear.
Strong swords!
Everyone was shocked and he was busy retreating.
The sword that is brought up is so powerful, how can this sword be blocked in Nantian? Was the first to be smashed, or was it to be smashed into a bolognese by a sword?
Everyone took a cold breath and his face was tight. Jinhua, standing behind the crowd, was laughing and laughing.
"Ha ha ha, kid, go to hell! Want to fight with me, grab my woman?"
Jinhua’s face is stunned, and the sorrow of many days has been swept away!
