Chapter 796 Four Families Chasing
On the long street, in the drizzle, the colorful oil-paper umbrellas kept changing like a long dragon. Although the martial artist's five qi dynasty and the smallpox initiation can prevent the rain from touching his body, but in the end It will swing to other places, and everyone "swings" together, which is a bit strange. Naturally, smoothing the world is sometimes a kind of practice.
Xin Zhuo didn’t have an umbrella and didn’t know where to buy one.
Li Guangling and Gou Xianxian didn't follow either. They were afraid of death and didn't dare to come. From the perspective of not being loyal, the two of them were still very good.
He estimated the time, fearing that it was past the hour, so he had to quicken his pace. He had just turned a long street here, and suddenly there was an exclamation in front of him, and large pieces of oil paper umbrellas were blown into the air in a mess. , someone yelled and cursed angrily, and then stopped in an instant.
I saw two figures, one black and one white, passing by in the mid-air. Their speed was astonishing, and their momentum was like wild beasts. There were traces of indescribable and extremely powerful martial charm in them.
Two masters who have surpassed the five realms of devastation and human beings are chasing each other with all their lives?
"Dangdang..."
Umbrellas were in a mess all around, and the glazed tiles on the palaces on both sides of the street were rising and falling, shaking endlessly.
The two figures were far away in an instant, but Xin Zhuo could still see clearly at a glance. One of them was Han Jiulang in armor, and the other seemed to be a woman, dressed in white, but with her hair cut off. He has two horns and looks weird.
Not only that, the young master Wu Tiange and seven or eight others who were facing Dayuan to the east were like a rainbow. They rolled up rain all over the sky and chased and intercepted them from the other direction. The terrifying murderous intention filled half of the city.
"Jiusihai, Donglin Dayuan, Taichong Holy Land and Zijin Holy Land jointly pursued a woman? What happened?"
There were warriors in front who were surprised and confused.
Someone said: "It has been a long time since the masters of Dongtian, the holy land of the world, have appeared. It is normal for some evil people from ancient times to come. It is said that there will be thousands of races coming in the future. This is the beginning of the true prosperity of martial arts."
Everyone recalled their umbrellas and dispersed. Xin Zhuo looked at Han Jiulang's group of people left in the direction they were leaving, and there were some doubts in their hearts. When I didn't come to the Holy City before, I saw so many masters gathered in the Holy City. I thought they were all here for the secret scriptures of Buddhism, or some Ten Thousand Stones Conference. To develop a more precious true source, I have discovered in the past few days that these people do not seem to be particularly keen on open source.
So, what is their purpose in gathering in the Holy City?
......
"Fengxian Pavilion" stone square.
More than a dozen masters from super sects, holy lands, and caves have been waiting in the attic for a long time. Thousands of masters from one side on the pavilion path below are also watching silently, with confused expressions.
“簌簌……”
Ji Bixuan, the king of Daqianjing, held an umbrella and stood silently in the middle of the white jade stone road. The drizzle kept beating on the umbrella. His face was extremely calm, as calm as if he was silent.
Behind him were seven or eight masters of Daqian, all of whom looked gloomy. One of them, an old man with a sharp voice, said: "Why do you need to wait, Your Highness? You have lost face for nothing. Maybe he has slipped away long ago." "
Ji Pixuan chuckled: "First of all, I feel that he is still in the city. Secondly, he is worth waiting. I must at least prove that he is a idiot and a coward. "
That. Ji Min, a woman in palace dress with a slender waist, her eyelids trembled slightly and said: "Your Highness..."
Ji Pixuan looked at her: "Don't talk, I don't want to listen to you. You have been with His Majesty since you were a child. , I really learned to be as stubborn as her.”
The expressions of Ji Min and a group of old men changed slightly: "Your Highness, be careful what you say!"
Ji Pixuan shrugged.
"Brother Ji!"
The window lattice of an attic not far away suddenly opened, making a soft "squeaking" sound, and the surrounding warriors looked around.
I saw Chu Youyun, the young master of the Chu family of the ancient Beihai emperor, leaning on the window sill, cracking melon seeds, with black hair hanging down on his temples, swaying with the wind and rain, and asked: "Who are you waiting for? Who is it? You are so patient, but I am so curious.”
"Stop being curious, don't look away, you are making noise!" Ji Pixuan was not in the mood to be polite at all.
The warriors from all directions were stunned for a moment. The descendant of the ancient queen of Beihai, the young master of the super clan from ancient times, the mere Prince Daqian was so...
The Chu Youyun was also stunned for a moment, and ate the melon seeds. The movement paused.
After living for so long, no one has dared to speak to him like this. "His Royal Highness Prince Jing!"
The so-called master humiliated his ministers to death, and a slave from his hometown behind him said coldly: "Please be more polite to my young master, it will save the two families a bad look."
Ji Pixuan chuckled, as if he was telling a joke , but what he said was shocking: "Why should I be polite to you guys? I'm in a very bad mood right now. If you make me angry, I will destroy your Chu family and remove the beard of your saint." Shave them all off and ride on them like a donkey!"
"You... I have more than just saints in the Chu family!" The old man was furious.
Ji Pixuan said lightly: "Pull your holy master out of the dog hole and raise him as a dog."
The old man's face was pale.
"His Royal Highness Prince Jing has such a bad temper that no one is allowed to speak."
Chu Youyun, who dominates the 38,000-mile north and is known as the second genius, suddenly lowered the window lattice and spoke softly like a little girl. them.
It was quiet all around, and thousands of people were even breathing much softer.
It’s just that many people have a bit of curiosity on their faces. The Chu family, the descendants of the ancient emperor of Beihai, and the Daqian Holy Dynasty do not seem to be on the same level...
When did the Daqian Holy Dynasty become so... Overbearing?
"Pa..."
At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps suddenly coming from the direction of the courtyard door. The crowd looked around and saw that the person who came was a young man with an ordinary face, wearing a green cloth robe and long hair. His black hair was casually tied into a high ponytail and he walked over with bare hands.
"Is it him?" someone asked.
It’s him!
Ji Pixuan, who had just become furious, suddenly showed a smile on his face and said: "I knew you would come."
Xin Zhuo frowned and looked at Ji Pixuan's whole body carefully. Sure enough, the grandson recognized his new disguised face at a glance. How did he recognize it? Some kind of mysterious martial arts?
At this time, when I arrived next to Ji Pixuan, I glanced at the densely packed high-level warriors around me and the fiery glances from countless Daoists, both overt and covert. I felt my scalp was numb. There were too many masters. If something went wrong, I would be out of place. He ran away, suppressing his fright, and said: "Let's be smarter, how can we bet?"
Ji Pixuan narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, and said: "This is Fengxian Pavilion, the largest stone square in the Holy City, where people from heaven and earth are A and B. There are all kinds of C-type embryos. Let’s choose one hundred pieces. Each person will have three chances. The winner of the four will be the winner. How about it?”
Xin Zhuo shook his head and said: “It’s too troublesome!” ?" Ji Pixuan chuckled, "How do you want to bet? You might as well tell me!"
Xin Zhuo thought about it for a while and said: "Bring all the stone embryos from Fengxian Pavilion, and we can determine the outcome with one stone!"
"It's up to you!"
Ji Pixuan laughed, He seemed very happy, "But we need to agree on the bet first. If you lose, you have to kneel down, kowtow three times, and say that you are a coward and a scum, and then I will personally send you back to the west! If you win, come with me. ..."
Xin Zhuo interrupted: "If you win, just pay me 10,000 yuan for the true source of heaven level or above!"
The smile on Ji Pixuan's face disappeared a little, and he said: "Yes!"
He said and waved his hand: "Come here!"
Countless eyes around them were staring at the two of them, whispering for a while.
Daqianjing Wang Ji Pixuan has been stationed in the Holy City for a long time. Although he is not a true source craftsman, he has the miraculous ability to detect the true source. He is a nobody. How dare he do this? Placing such a big bet?
There are two chapters left, which will be released at three o'clock.
(End of this chapter)