Two hundred and twenty-eight, sacrifice oneself vs break the horizon
Two hundred and twenty-eight: Sacrifice vs. Duan Tianya
Ning Zhiyuan was using his actual influence to suppress, wanting to use his majesty to force Wang Meng to bow his head. Ning Zhiyuan relied on the prestige he had built over the years and used the outside to put pressure on the inside. Except for a few people like Zhang Xiaopang,
, everyone has to buy it 1,.{《》}
But what he met was Wang Meng.
Wang Meng's smile was so condescending, with the admiration of an elder looking at a younger one.
He is an elder.
If someone wants to show off or put on airs, then give them airs.
Wang Meng suddenly turned around, without looking at Ning Zhiyuan, and waved his arms. The suppressed disciples of the Third Hall suddenly found an outlet and cheered loudly, even more ferociously than before.
Ning Zhiyuan was stunned and looked a little ugly. He didn't expect that this top-heavy Wang Meng would dare to challenge him in this regard.
If it were Wang Meng before, he might not be too lazy to care about it, but now Wang Meng has regained his fighting spirit on the street. If Ning Zhiyuan plays this little trick with him, he will teach him a lesson.
You know with your buttocks how Ning Zhiyuan, the senior disciple of Jiutang, treats the disciples below him. He must be used to being aloof and superior. As a disciple, he should bow his head to him respectfully and then listen to his instructions.
Not to mention Wang Meng is an elder, even if Wang Meng is not an elder, he will not buy it.
Just like the slogan with Zhang Xiaojiang at the beginning, the two of them came to Xiaoqian World to disrupt the situation.
Wang Meng still turned his back to Ning Zhiyuan, and changed his direction and waved his fists at the disciples who supported him.
If someone supports him, he will respond!
Wang Meng just made a simple action, but what he got was the craziest response from his disciples. Ning Zhiyuan had long forgotten what he was doing.
This action was the first time that a person of Wang Meng's status would respond to the ants-like disciples of the Third Hall below. Wang Meng brought them hope and gave them respect. 1.
Where is Ning Zhiyuan?
The cheers were getting louder and louder, and Song Zhong couldn't help but sigh, "Junior sister, learn more, senior brother Ning may capsize in the gutter."
Regardless of victory or defeat, this is a major blow to Ning Zhiyuan's dominance. You must know that Ning Zhiyuan is an important training target above the Patriarch level of the Holy Temple, so the Patriarchs will deliberately create a status for him.
Today's Ning Zhiyuan.
But Wang Meng tried to overthrow him with one blow.
Ning Zhiyuan encountered an unprecedented challenge. His eyes sternly glanced at those places where the cheers were the strongest. When they came into contact with Ning Zhiyuan's eyes, some disciples choked first, and then burst into even louder roars.
The dog will jump over the wall when he is anxious. He really treats these disciples as servants!
Looking at that "arrogant" face, Ning Zhiyuan really couldn't imagine that the temple of order had actually rebelled.
After a long time, Wang Meng turned back to look at Ning Zhiyuan, who was ashen-faced, and showed a harmless smile, "I heard the elders talking about Zhiyuan as soon as I entered the temple, and today we finally meet each other. Let's fight for a while, but don't worry.
What scruples?"
These words almost choked Ning Zhiyuan to death. Zhang Xiaopang was so happy that he slapped his thigh. This is the fierce brother.
Damn, even Ning Zhiyuan dares to show off here without fear of being struck by lightning.
Ning Zhiyuan took a deep breath, thinking that Wang Meng was an elder in name, "Brother Wang, the competition does not distinguish between seniority and inferiority. This is the tradition of the temple, and I will go all out. I hope Brother Wang can give me the best."
Leave a good example to all the disciples."
Ning Zhiyuan did not intend to quarrel with Wang Meng in this regard. Looking at the provocative and life-threatening shouts of the disciples below, he had already lost this round, and continuing to do so would only make him more embarrassed. 1,.
From the beginning to the end, none of the patriarchs on the stage interrupted. Obviously, some people also supported Wang Meng.
"This Wang Meng is really a wonderful person. Even if someone provokes him in front of him, he is very low-key and humble. However, when he faced Senior Brother Ning, he was so wild and wild. It really had a miraculous effect."
Zhuang Xuan leaned into Zhao Guang's ear and said.
Zhao Guang snorted coldly, "He finally revealed his true nature, and it was only these ignorant Third Hall disciples who were bewitched by him!"
Zhuang Xuan smiled and nodded, cursing in his heart, "You are from Lei Guangtang, so that's the standard Lower Third Hall."
The Ma family are really villains, and you Zhao family are hypocrites, not to mention shameless.
Zhao Guang was deeply jealous. How could Wang Meng be so popular? Lei Guangtang was just that. Other branches, Jia Sidao, Song Zhong, who had moved to another branch, what kind of benefits did they receive from him? And Yang Ying, she was still guilty of convulsions.
You are so nymphomaniac, how can you get Wang Meng cheaply?
Looking at the already beautiful Yang Ying, her face already has a charming and charming luster, which is obviously nourished by the man.
Zhao Guang became crazy jealous when he thought of this, while Yang Ying looked at Wang Meng so intently, as if everything else was not in sight.
The most hateful thing is that everyone around seems to accept this result, as if Wang Meng and Yang Ying are really well matched.
How can such a guy from such a humble background be worthy of him!
If it were normal circumstances, the six patriarchs would definitely intervene in this contest between Wang Meng and Ning Zhiyuan.
The Holy Church is a system with orderly hierarchy. Although Wang Meng is an elder, everyone knows what is going on with this elder. In the competition, regardless of his status as an elder, Wang Meng will bow to Ning Zhiyuan. In this way
The confrontation could not help but provoke Ning Zhiyuan, and to a certain extent, it also violated the rules of the temple. 1.
It's just that Zhao Tianlong looked at Ma Hezi. Ma Hezi was at ease and had no intention of moving at all. Li Xiuwen, as the supportive ancestor, would not be partial, and Li Xiuwen had never been willing to ask about these matters. The remaining Zhou Luodan
, Wu Fatian, there is no need to count on Lei Ting, and he can still laugh. Normally Zhou Luodan would have scolded him.
Of course, Zhao Tianlong would not be stupid enough to speak out. After all, lowering Ning Zhiyuan's prestige would also help Zhao Guang control Daoguang Hall. This is a big move.
Zhao Guang has limited abilities, but he is good at fighting. Zhao Tianlong does not expect him to control Daoguangtang. As long as he can occupy a position, even if it is a false name, when Ling Xuan's time comes, he can completely control the overall situation.
Zhao Guang is the cushion. Of course he won't say that. He always has to give the people below him a little hope before he fights.
"The competition begins!" Li Xiuwen simply announced the start of the most sensational competition.
No matter how much you are supported, on the fighting stage, the only thing that determines your dignity is the sword in your hand.
"The name of the sword is Sacrifice, the sword is Sacrifice, and the sword reaches the sky!" Once the battle started, the factors outside the field disappeared from Ning Zhiyuan, looking at the Sacrifice sword, he said with an aura that was as motionless as a mountain.
Wang Meng took out Duan Tianya, "Duan Tianya, a nameless soldier, what kind of Tianya, can cut down everything like the sky."
Ning Zhiyuan stared closely, it was a bit ridiculous that such a bohemian attitude was worthy of being his opponent.
"You must respect the sword. Only in this way can you be qualified to be a swordsman!"
"Are you a swordsman? You don't say it with your mouth."
Regarding the persistence and desire for spiritual practice, Wang Meng, who locked himself in a cave and punched the wall one after another, understood and understood it more deeply.