"If I do my own thing, I'm afraid that others won't agree." Kuang Ying smiled faintly, suddenly raised his hand, and with the ornament in his hand as fast as lightning, he stabbed the lintel of the two rooms on the third floor that had not yet been revealed, and said loudly, "
Since you are here, why not come out and participate in the grand event."
Before he finished speaking, a figure came out of the window, raised his hand with one hand, and the ornament fell into his palm like a tired bird returning to its nest. It trembled slightly for a few times and slowly calmed down.
The figure had a smile on his face and said harmoniously: "The Wild Eagle of Mobei is indeed worthy of its reputation."
Kuang Ying suppressed his smile, raised his sword eyebrows, and shouted loudly: "Well done, may I ask your surname?"
"Da Gan Ling Gu Mian." The figure smiled softly and said calmly, "I'll give it back to you if it's disrespectful to me."
After saying that, he raised his hand and shot the weapon backwards, not very quickly, but the sound of breaking through the air was even more ferocious than the eagle's attack just now.
Kuang Ying's eyes lit up and he laughed wildly. He only saw a flash of sword light. As fast as it came, the sword light disappeared even faster. When the sword light disappeared, the ornament returned to its original owner safely and intact, inserted in a
On the head of a beautiful woman.
The woman looked confused. Seeing everyone in the building staring at her, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to touch it. Only then did she realize that the ornament was back again, and the position was exactly the same as when the eagle picked it just now. She let out a sweet cry and blushed.
, looking at the mad eagle with affection.
But at this time, Kuang Ying no longer looked at these women, but stared at Ling Gumian with interest. It seemed that this young man whose appearance was not inferior to his own was more attractive than these beauties.
This turn of events was like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling, it was so fast that no one had time to blink. People with good eyesight can naturally tell that the mad eagle used the knife as a matchmaker to transfer flowers and trees. This move is much harder than Ling Gumian's hand to pick up the ornaments.
Come on, it's really great.
"Good swordsmanship." Ling Gumian's face was calm and he praised sincerely.
Kuang Ying smiled faintly and said: "Your martial arts are not bad either. I didn't expect that Dagan had a Dingtian King before, and now there is a Ling Gongzi. There are endless crouching tigers, hidden dragons, hey."
Ling Gumian smiled and said, "I don't dare. I'm just a nobody from Da Gan. How dare I compare myself to King Dingtian."
"I don't think so. The adopted son of Taifu Dagan, the deputy general of the Forbidden Army, and the dignified General Xuanwei are unknown." Someone in the building knew Ling Gumian's identity and said coldly.
There were exclamations one after another. Unexpectedly, the important ministers of the Dagan court came to Xiutong City in person so early. Ling Gumian was not among the list of Dagan envoys and arrived at Xiutong City first. The meaning of this is thought-provoking.
As if to reflect Ling Gumian's identity, several people stepped out from the Accord behind him and gathered around Ling Gumian. They were all young and talented people with extraordinary prowess. Tai Shugu and Yang Liuqing were among them, and several others were Zhang.
The Seven Heroes of Zhuocheng whom Ze Liu once mentioned to Li Luo had proud faces and were indeed quite imposing when gathered together.
Li Luo didn't look at Ling Gumian again since he appeared. He was in a daze. Emperor Wanlong didn't tell Li Luo that he would send someone else north before leaving Zhuocheng.
Ling Gumian's trip to Beifu is nothing short of representing the reputation of the Dagan court, and the people around him are all rising stars in Zhuocheng. Could it be that they are also beginning to accumulate the wings of the Taifu Palace.
Dagan is troubled, Zhuocheng is like this, and Mobei Xiu Tongcheng is also like this.
“It’s really a gathering of heroes, this trip is worthwhile.
I heard that Dagan Ding Tian Wang was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, but unfortunately he was delicate and expensive, so he never had the opportunity to meet him. Today, by chance, I met some Dagan heroes first. I wonder if General Ling can give me a favor.
We prodigal sons of Mobei have seen the style of Dagan masters." Kuang Ying said proudly with his fighting spirit highlighted.
Most of the people present did not expect that Kuang Ying would openly invite a fight, and they all looked like they were watching a good show. Naturally, many people were happy to see this fight between dragons and tigers, and to find out the details of Da Gan's coming.
"Haha, Brother Kuangying invited me, how dare Ling refuse to comply, but there is one thing I said wrongly." Ling Gumian said loudly with a calm expression on his face.
"Oh, what's the matter?"
"There is no such thing as generals here. You and I will make friends with each other through martial arts, and we will learn a few tricks and add to the fun of Miss Mo's music." Ling Gumian said with a smile.
"Okay." Kuang Ying shouted without any intention of being sloppy.
"Your Excellency, please speak quickly. Why don't you meet with the heroes of Mobei for a while? You just want to fight with us first. I'm afraid we will have to fight again later. Wouldn't this make you suffer?" Taishu Gu stepped forward.
One step, then the next battle.
Kuang Ying understands the meaning of Taishu's old saying. There are four rooms on the third floor, and three parties have already appeared. There is still one that is still silent until now. It is impossible to say that Kuang Ying has won this battle and wants to open this room again.
of mystery.
Kuang Ying stared at the Qimen weapon on Taishu Gu's back, and responded coldly: "Kunlun Hook, it turns out to be Mr. Taishu. Mr. Taishu doesn't need to worry about my affairs. If my skills are not as good as others, then that's me.
If you bring shame upon yourself, you cannot blame others."
Taishu Gu smiled casually, said no more, jumped off the wooden platform, and stood looking at the mad eagle. A group of beauties were separated from him, but he said that it is a hero who is sad at the beauty level. The beauty in front of him is still there, and he doesn't know how to go about this level.
How to live.
Danji hurriedly shouted: "Use force to make friends, use force to make friends, you two will stop at this point, don't hurt your harmony."
After saying that, he clapped his hands and saw a group of women on the high platform gathered together in an orderly manner. Suddenly a gap opened in the middle of the high platform, and the women slowly sank under the high platform.
The beauty disappeared. The ground turned over and became one again. No trace could be seen. There were actually mechanisms arranged under this high platform.
Everyone in the building was amazed, and there were many flattering compliments. Dan Jilian said that his skills were trivial and not worth mentioning.
Before he finished speaking, Kuang Ying became a little impatient and roared: "Master Taishu, please." He started with the long sword, and with all the energy of the sword, he pressed towards Taishu Gu.
Uncle Tai didn't dare to neglect him. Kuang Ying's reputation has endured for a long time in Mobei, a land where tyrants are rampant. He must have something unique about him. A little carelessness, a small defeat, and Ling Gumian's success will be ruined.
The face is not good.
The Trade Alliance has not yet begun. If this battle is inferior in skill, I am afraid that all the forces in Mobei will look down on Dagan.
The Kunlun Hook fell into Taishu's ancient palm almost at the same moment, and its energy seemed to be scattered but not scattered, wrapping around the sharp blade.
Kuang Ying was delighted to see that he was hunting. He was determined to use such a strange weapon. He was not a mediocre player. He drew his long sword and slashed at Taishu Gu.
Kuang Ying and Taishu Gu were originally about ten feet apart. This sword seemed to have shortened the world out of thin air. When the light of the sword lit up, the sword light had reached three feet in front of Taishu Gu, shrinking into an inch. It was extremely magical.
No method.
If Gu Tiexin were present, he would definitely be surprised.