The shrill screams made many people tremble. Especially the Dazhaimaster wearing a red auspicious uniform showed a hint of pain on his face.

She and Zheng Ming had only met once, and they could say that they had no close relationships. However, when they thought of this young man, he lost his life because of the forced plunder of others, and the woman felt extremely guilty and annoyed.

"Did you see it? This is..." The middle-aged man laughed to the sky in the screams. He pointed his finger in the direction of Zheng Ming and said loudly.

But soon, he discovered that the situation was wrong, because the purple light in the sky hit him heavily.

Although the true energy in his body automatically rose a layer of shield to block the light that was coming, the purple fragments still pierced into his body.

It hurts, unforgettable pain!

Under the attack of this pain, the middle-aged man was stunned. He suddenly saw that the young man who was preparing to kill the chicken and scare the monkey was still standing there in red clothes, expressionless.

At this moment, he was a little doubtful whether his eyes were blurred, otherwise, how could such a scene be!

But in an instant, he realized how could he have read it wrong as a fifth-level Yuefan existence? This young man was standing there, and when he looked at the flying figure, he saw the junior who was given high hopes by him slumping on the ground like a dead dog.

The moment his mind swept towards the younger generation, the cold color in his eyes increased directly by three points.

Dead, this junior is actually dead!

"You are such a vicious way. You are so vicious at such a young age. I, Zixiao Palace, can't spare you!" The middle-aged man pointed at Zheng Ming, and at the same time, there was a purple handle in his hand.

The light was like lightning, cutting through the void and instantly approached Zheng Ming.

Recently, Zheng Ming used hero cards when facing his opponents, but now, his Great Sun God Talisman has reached the sixth level of Yuefan, which can be said to have steadily suppressed the middle-aged man.

If you use the hero card at this time, it would be a waste. So at the moment of this slash, Zheng Ming suddenly punched.

The red sun rises eastward!

The moment the punch was swung, the rolling true energy turned into a day in the void and rushed towards the fast-swimming one.

The lightning-like movie, when it gathered with the sun, seemed to be the ice and snow watered by hot soup, instantly melted. The middle-aged man felt bad and suddenly shouted loudly.

This drink is like thunder coming to the world.

The crowds in the mountain village who were already busy all around him fell to the ground while drinking.

Nine-level thunder sound!

The middle-aged man's roar was a sound technique in Zixiao Palace. His power was extraordinary in normal times, and suddenly he used it when facing the enemy, which had a more breathtaking effect.

Under normal circumstances, middle-aged people will not use this nine-level thunder sound, but he was just knocked back by Zheng Ming with a punch, and wanted to regain his lost face as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, although his idea was good, he met Zheng Ming. Although most of the Thirteen Treasure Body were not opened, how could the Hunyuan Dari Treasure Body, which had just taken shape, be easily broken by a thunder sound!

Just as his roar roared towards Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming had no sound of popping out a long red needle towards the middle-aged man.

The Sun Divine Needle, Zheng Ming condensed his strength into silk, comprehending the way of light and shadow, and formed the Sun Divine Needle.

Originally, Zheng Ming had to deal with this middle-aged man, so he needed hundreds of sun magic needles, but at this moment, Zheng Ming only used one.

The moment the hot sun magic needle fell into the middle-aged man's body, the middle-aged man felt a stream of true energy rushing into his body, making him unable to move in an instant.

"Who are you? How dare you go against Zixiao Palace? Let me tell you, I came here at the order of our Moyun Tiandi. If you hurt me, our Moyun Tiandi will never let you go!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth in anger!

Emperor Moyun Tian, ​​Zheng Ming has never heard of these words.

He returned to the Sunrise Realm. Over the past few days, he has been earning reputation in the Wanxiang Gate. He really has no mind to pay attention to things that have nothing to do with the Wanxiang Gate.

"My Yuntian Emperor? I haven't heard of it." When he heard this guy threatening him with the name of Moy Yuntian Emperor, Zheng Ming shook his head carelessly and said with an innocent look on his face.

What Zheng Ming said was the truth, but when he heard the middle-aged man's ears, he glanced at Zheng Ming hatefully and said, "You are so brave, you dare to be so disdainful of the Emperor of Heaven!"

"Hmph, although the Emperor of Heaven is compassionate, he will never let you go, you are dead."

The other subordinates of Zixiao Palace surrounded Zheng Ming again in a moment of surprise, but they all looked at Zheng Ming solemnly, but no one took action.

And the people from Longhun Village who had already fallen into a disadvantage all looked at Zheng Ming with incredible eyes.

It was as if it was just a little bug, but in front of them, it suddenly turned into a giant dragon, a giant dragon roaring in the sky.

Kui Laosan and the middle-aged man who deceived Zheng Ming could not believe his eyes, especially the middle-aged man. He captured Zheng Ming into a parody and believed that he had a good understanding of this quiet young man.

He looked at this boy and took him over to become a son-in-law for the Great Village Master, but... he didn't expect that he would actually bring such a person.

Well, I thought it was a docile little sheep, but I didn't expect it to be a tiger, and a tiger that could swallow him at any time.

This incredible thing was simply incredible, but everything in front of him made him feel the urge to hit his head.

At the same time, he felt a little scared. If he had any disrespect for this hidden master, he might have been dead!

Fortunately, because this guy wants to be a son-in-law for the Great Village Leader, he is not very brave to offend him too much.

The big village leader in auspicious clothes also looked at Zheng Ming with surprise, but then a hint of bright red appeared on her face.

This kind of bright red is not the shy and happy bright red, but a kind of bright red that is angry. Her self-righteous method is not only stopped by others, but also brought a person who has no knowledge of his origin but has a high level of cultivation to a copycat.

If he followed him into the secret realm of Hidden Dragon, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Who are you? Why are you here in my Dragon Soul Village? "When the leader of the village said this, there was an extra layer of murderous intent in his eyes.

Zheng Ming disagreed and asked with confidence: "I am just a passerby. As for why I came to Longhun Village for no reason, I should ask you this. Didn't you invite me?"

The face of the big village leader was even more ugly. Just when she was angry, she heard Cheng Liuxun say, "Your Excellency, this time we invited you here is indeed our Dragon Soul Village to be reckless."

"If you really come by accident, please leave as soon as possible. For the rude things, our Dragon Soul Village will do our best to compensate you. What do you think!"

Zheng Ming smiled freely and said, "Originally, I was going to leave, but now the matter has fallen on me. It's not too late for me to leave after the matter is resolved."

While speaking, Zheng Ming looked at Cheng Liuxun with a solemn look on his face and said carelessly: "The seven lightning styles that the Great Village Master just used just now are actually not very correct."

"The cultivation level is below the seventh grade, and the seventh style of Lightning can be used in a regular manner, but after passing the seventh grade, you must combine the seventh style into one style."

While speaking, Zheng Ming shook his hand, took out a sword from a warrior beside him, and then swung a sword.

Lightning shocked!

The female leader of Longhun Village and Cheng Liuxun, who had been practicing this lightning Jinghong for many years, had not known how many years they had practiced. Although their ancestors also told them that the power of these seven styles was greater, their qualifications made it difficult for them to break down these seven styles.

Now, the lightning flash that Zheng Ming used instantly freed the problems that had troubled them for many years.

Although they had never seen this sword technique of Lightning Jinghong before, when they saw Zheng Ming's use, everyone knew that the sword technique they learned was in line with Zheng Ming's Lightning Jinghong.

Moreover, the seven lightning styles seemed to be derived from this sword technique.

Cheng Liuxun closed his eyes and kept stroking his fingers in the void. Every time he stroked, a trace of light appeared in his eyes.

Yes, this is what this stance should be. Well, I have no mistake in the idea of ​​integrating the seven stances, it is because my previous practice method is wrong...

After all kinds of discussions, Cheng Liuxun suddenly woke up. He pointed at Zheng Ming and said, "Who are you, why... why did you do this?"

"I originally created these seven lightning styles!" Zheng Ming looked at Cheng Liuxun and said seriously.

Cheng Liuxun's face became more and more shocked: "Did you create this sword technique? Impossible, this sword technique is passed down from our Cheng family!"

The big village leader who was in a state of sluggishness was also reminded by this sentence. She looked at Zheng Ming with a serious face and said, "Who are you? You are talking nonsense here. Do you know how many years our Cheng family has obtained this sword technique?"

"You dare to pretend to be a ghost here. Do you believe it or not I am now..."

The Great Village Master said halfway and swallowed it back because her next thought was difficult to realize.

After all, Zheng Ming directly defeated the strongest fifth-grade martial artist in the Zixiao Palace. The gap between her fifth-grade warrior and Zheng Ming was too big.

Zheng Ming looked at the angry leader of the village and said indifferently: "When I created this sword technique, I only passed it to one person."

"If you hadn't obtained his inheritance, I wouldn't have told you this today."

Cheng Liuxun's expression became more and more serious, but the face of the village leader became more and more bright red, and there was a look of flame burning in her big eyes.

Before she could figure out the origin of this person, she almost married herself, which made her extremely angry. Now that this person said this, she felt that she was simply insulting her IQ.
Chapter completed!