After Lu Jinfu plucked up his courage to kneel on the ground, it seemed that all the dust was about to settle down. Although the strong men from the two major sects of Jiutian Zhuxie Palace and Yansheng Sect had their eyes broken at this time, they did not dare to speak rashly.

Xiahou Luban stood beside him, looking at Lu Jinfu kneeling down, feeling relieved. Originally, he was happy to come to Huluxu. Before he could reach the place, he had such a big dispute.

And all of this is because of Lu Jinfu Manba’s actions.

"You can leave!" Zheng Ming's voice sounded in Lu Jinfu's ears. When he heard this sound, Lu Jinfu felt his heart relaxed suddenly.

It’s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!

Even if this shame cannot be solved in three years, there will be ten years or ten years. There will be twenty years. One day, I will have to avenge this revenge myself.

He slowly stood up and wanted to retreat slowly. Just when his heart was filled with the ambition of revenge, someone heard someone say coldly: "Have I asked you to leave?"

Looking up, I saw Zheng Ming's face. At this time, when I faced Zheng Ming again, a trace of resentment flashed in Lu Jinfu's eyes, but quickly, the gaze turned into panic and fear.

The disciples of the Jiutian Zhuxie Palace all glared at Zheng Ming. Although Lu Jinfu's reputation was not very good among the sect, he was a fellow disciple after all.

What's more, he had just knelt down for this man on behalf of the Jiutian Zhu Xie Palace.

"Do you think this matter is over? I was happy to come to Huluxuhui Contract Sect, but because of your grandson, I not only had a big fight, but also seemed to offend a lot!"

While speaking, Zheng Ming slowly stood up to Lu Jinfu's side. A deterrent like a giant Hongmeng beast made Lu Jinfu feel his heart trembling.

He didn't dare to speak or react, but just bit his lip tightly.

"Why don't you talk? You just gave the dead guy, uh, it seems that he is very good at talking to Jin Shiyi. Isn't it? Let me say a few more words and let the two of you feel that they have a long life and die. Let me see if I don't kill him!"

Zheng Ming's palm left Lu Jinfu's face, but these words made Lu Jinfu's heart tremble.

He looked in the direction of Yansheng Sect with some concern, and saw the golden armored man who was listening to the report, looking at him with anger.

From the eyes of the golden armored man, he even felt that at this time, the golden armored man wanted to swallow him directly.

Thinking about the terrifying status of the golden armored man, his heart trembled even more violently. At this moment, he felt that there was a murderous gaze in the distance, looking at him at this time.

This gaze made him feel even more ice-like in his blood.

He turned his head gently and saw Shentu Lingyun looking at him with a beast-like gaze. His blood-red, murderous gaze made him tremble, made him fear, and made him...

One thought after another made him almost collapse on the ground. He seemed to have realized what would happen to him next.

Zheng Ming no longer paid attention to Lu Jinfu, but walked towards one side with satisfaction. Just as he left, Lu Jinfu was already limp on the ground.

No one pity him!

Even the disciples of the Jiutian Zhuxie Palace at this time, they fully understood the process of the matter from various discussions.

Lu Jinfu had no reason to provoke and kicked the iron plate, tricking Jin Shiyi of Yansheng Sect and even cheating Shentu Lingyun.

He cheated Jin Shiyi, and Jin Shiyi died; cheated Shen Tu Lingyun and Shen Tu Lingyun were seriously injured. How could this result not make Yansheng Sect and the people of Xiwu Changshengtian hated him so much that they were itchy?

Zheng Ming did not have a golden talisman to kill the road, but he felt even more uncomfortable than killing the golden talisman.

"Meet Uncle Master!" After Zheng Ming came, Long Yun bowed to Zheng Ming respectfully. He was even more admiring this uncle.

Zheng Ming nodded to Long Yun, said a few words casually without any polite words, and then prepared to leave, but at this time, his eyes fell on Qingyue who was standing aside.

Qingyue's cultivation has made considerable progress compared to the past. At least now, he seems to be much closer to Ganxing.

But there was a big palm print on Qingyue's face! This palm print has a special divine forbidden power, so it has been left on Qingyue's face.

"Who did it?" Qingyue was the first person Zheng Ming saw after he came to Guiyuan World!

For Zheng Ming, although Qingyue is his disciple, she is better like his friend. Zheng Ming knows more clearly that he is a person who is not good at making evil with others.

This man not only left a slap on Qingyue's face, but also judging from the palm prints of the slap, he seemed to be keeping this slap print to humiliate Qingyue.

"Uncle Master, this...this..."

Qingyue was a little hesitant, and seemed a little scruple. Long Yun, who was standing next to Qingyue, hesitated for a moment and said softly to Zheng Ming: "Uncle Master, there is such a little misunderstanding about this matter, let's go back and talk about it."

Zheng Ming ignored Long Yun, but looked at Qingyue quietly and said lightly: "Say."

Qingyue didn't say anything, but just looked at a woman in Beiwulihentian.

He was also a woman in black. She looked good in terms of appearance, but the woman's cheekbones were a bit high, giving people a sense of being arrogant and sarcastic.

The woman felt a little uncomfortable after Zheng Ming noticed the palm prints on Qingyue's face, but she kept raising her head high, looking like she didn't care about this at all. When Zheng Ming saw it, her body couldn't help trembling.

"Uncle Master, that's the person from Bei Wulihentian!" Long Yun said softly behind Zheng Ming.

"So what?" Zheng Ming was extremely calm and said these three words directly, then grabbed Qingyue and walked towards the woman.

After a moment of hesitation, Qingyue followed Zheng Ming's footsteps and strode to the man in Beiwulihentian.

There are many women in Beiwulihentian, and the female disciples of Beiwulihentian are even more rated as more domineering than the other.

However, with Zheng Ming's strength coming, some of Beiwuli Hentian's disciples were a little unsteady. While their faces were filled with anger, they also had a look of fear.

After all, Zheng Ming beat Shen Tu Lingyun, who was in the sky, just now. Although the two ended in a draw, in fact, who wins and loses, the people present can see at a glance.

So, the warriors of Bei Wuli Hentian all looked at the woman in black standing in the air and remained proud.

It's like she's a magic needle.

The woman in black seemed to have no feelings about Zheng Ming's arrival, and was still standing there quietly, as if she was wandering around.

"Junior sister!" The woman in black who was stared at by Qingyue seemed to sense the pressure and shouted softly at the proudly standing woman.

But the woman in black who stood proudly and full of silence did not even raise her head. She looked at her fingers quietly, as if she was looking at the most beautiful green onions in the world.

"Junior Sister Youming, we Beiwulihentian's face cannot be lost!" A woman who looked a little cunning said softly to the deadly silence woman.

The woman, known as Junior Sister Youming, ignored the woman who spoke and was still looking at her fingers quietly, as if there was a beautiful flower on her fingers.

Zheng Ming ignored the eyes of many disciples of Lihentian in Beihai, and even more so, he ignored the female disciples who took a step and wanted to stop his breath. He drove in without any pause.

Two clones, one black and one white, turned into a Tai Chi ball behind him, making him look like a heavenly master who is in charge of the birth and death of the universe, with the majesty filled with Ling Ran.

Some disciples of Bei Wulihentian who originally wanted to stop him were involuntarily dodged away, retreated involuntarily, and involuntarily...

With the retreat of these disciples of Beiwulihentian, Zheng Ming had already arrived in front of the woman who beat Qingyue.

The woman wanted to retreat, but she felt a force that directly suppressed her cultivation and made her unable to move at all.

"Zheng Ming, this matter is a misunderstanding. I asked Junior Sister Li to apologize to this little brother." The woman who looked quite cunning was full of fear and panic. Her lips touched, and she struggled to squeeze out a stiff and dry smile, and said softly to Zheng Ming.

The woman, suppressed by Zheng Ming's momentum, showed a hint of unwillingness on her face. She shouted in a deep voice: "Senior Sister."

"Fight!" Zheng Ming looked at Qingyue and said coldly.

Qingyue was stunned for a moment. Although he thought of many solutions, he did not expect that Zheng Ming would be so direct.

He thought that it would be good if the woman who beat him could apologize to him, but he did not expect that what he heard was actually this statement.

Typing is just a word, but this typing seems to contain a kind of power, a kind of power that makes people feel excited.

As soon as Qingyue gritted her teeth, she swung her palm and threw it hard at Junior Sister Li. No matter whether he could hit it or not, as long as he swung this palm, it would have already relieved him.

The gloomy aura that was depressed in his heart disappeared without a trace at this moment, and he felt that he had the urge to whistle to the sky.

"Bang!"

The heavy slap sounded in the void, and Junior Sister Li didn't want to dodge. At such a moment of waiting, Zheng Ming's power had already restricted her. She couldn't move at all. She even felt that she would be dead if she dared to move for a moment.

And the moment the palm fell, in her eyes, there was not only anger but also fear.

Zheng Ming left, and with Qingyue who had slapped him, he left with them, and the disciples from Dalun Mountain.
Chapter completed!