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Chapter 47 You must also lower your eyebrows

"Master, Jiang Chen?"

Ning Lang frowned and looked at Jiang Chen on the field. Under the gaze of the audience, he slowly got up, but he didn't step forward to take Jiang Chen down, because once he did, the competition would still be a draw .

"This is!"

Sensing Jiang Chen's fingers moving, Ning Lang smiled and said loudly: "Jiang Chen! Stand up, Master!"

Swish!
Thousands of eyes looked at Jiang Chen again.

I saw Jiang Chen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly put one hand on the ground, and stood up with difficulty.

The clothes on his body were already torn.

The blood spilling from his mouth also stained the chest of his clothes red.

But even so.

Jiang Chen still turned to Ning Lang, folded his hands, nodded and said: "Master, it's a good thing that this disciple did not disgrace his life."

Ning Lang turned his head to look at the entrance of Zhengyang Hall: "Palace Master, according to the rules, did my apprentice Jiang Chen take the head armor in this fairy gate meeting?!"

so many people watching.

As the lord of Zhengyang Palace, Li Haobai did not dare to show favoritism, he said helplessly: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he sighed and looked at Yun Hexuan, who hurried forward and brought Ye Han into the Zhengyang Palace, perhaps to heal his injuries.

"It... actually lost."

"The Holy Son actually lost to Jiang Chen."

"how can that be!"

Until now, there are still many people who refuse to believe this fact.

Up and down Zhengyang Palace is in boundless loss.

Before the Immortal Gate Conference started, no one expected that this would be the result. How could a Haoqi Sect who had no disciples enter the top three for three consecutive years have such a genius emerge in just five years?
Li Haobai reluctantly distributed the rewards from the Xianmen Conference.

Gumai Pill was given to Gao Yangming, the elder of Jianmen in Xishu.

And the spiritual short sword was given to Ning Lang.

Ning Lang took the dagger, turned his head to look at Gao Qianshou who was astonished, and said angrily, "What are you still doing sitting here? Why don't you take out the elixir to heal Jiang Chen?"

Gao Qianshou trembled all over.

He hurried forward, tremblingly took out a few jade bottles from his arms, poured out the elixir, and gave it to Jiang Chen.

Seeing this, Ning Lang cupped his hands and bid farewell to Li Haobai. Then, under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, he held Jiang Chen's arm and volleyed back to his residence.

Li Haobai looked up at the sky, and murmured: "The sky has changed."

……

on the way back.

Jiang Chen passed out again, and he was able to stand up just now, not because he was injured less than Ye Han, but because of his strong willpower that made him stand up.

He didn't want to disappoint Ning Lang.

Ning Lang carried him all the way back to his room, first checked the condition of his body, then called Gao Qianshou, and after forcibly taking two third-grade pills, he used the pills to heal his wounds, and at the same time healed the messy spiritual energy in his body. Slowly dragged back to the cave.

This process lasted for two full hours, even Ning Lang's forehead was covered with sweat.

"What's the matter?" Gao Qianshou asked with concern.

Ning Lang covered the sweat on his head and said, "The aura in the body has already been warmed up, and the external injuries can only be healed slowly with the effect of the elixir."

Gao Qianshou said politely: "Is there anything else I need to do?"

"Not yet, you go back and rest, let Jiang Chen recover from his injuries."

"it is good."

After Gao Qianshou left, Gan Tang asked, "Master, when are we going back to Miao Miao Peak?"

"Wait until your senior brother heals up."

"Oh."

……

In the next two days, people from other sects came to visit one after another.

Ning Lang and Jiang Chen, master and apprentice, stole the limelight in this Immortal Gate Conference. Everyone realized that the Haoqi Sect was about to rise, so they all came to curry favor.

Ning Lang did not refuse anyone who came, and sent them back with some polite remarks.

The third day after the end of the Fairy Gate Conference.

Zhao Wuji of Donghai Tower took Chu Xiaoyu to leave. Before leaving, Chu Xiaoyu gave Ning Lang one of his hairpins.

Hairpins are not ordinary materials.

It is a special kind of jade.

It is said that it has the effect of warming and nourishing the soul, and the style of the hairpin is also very simple, except that there is a bead the size of a soybean on the head, and the rest is transparent.

Chu Xiaoyu said it was red beans, and emphasized again that the red beans had the meaning of entrusting lovesickness.

Zhao Wou-ki stood aside, too lazy to care about it.

If Chu Xiaoyu could really get together with Ning Lang, he would be very happy.

But looking at Gan Tang's appearance of overturning the vinegar world, he knew that Ning Lang and Chu Xiaoyu were impossible.

The people who sent away the Donghai Building.

In the next two days, people from Xishu Sword Sect, Lingyuan Sect, Chaoyin Sect, and Qingyang Sect also left one after another.

The only ones left in Zhengyang Palace are those from the Haoqi Sect.

……

The fifth day after the end of the Fairy Gate Conference.

Jiang Chen's injuries were finally almost healed.

Early in the morning.

Ning Lang asked Gan Tang to pack his luggage and prepare to go back.

time.

The four members of Haoqi Sect left from the side courtyard and walked all the way to Zhengyang Palace. The disciples of Zhengyang Palace who passed by on the way pointed their fingers one by one, their eyes were full of hatred.

Ning Lang didn't take it seriously, and when he came to the Zhengyang Hall, he said directly: "I'm leaving today, I've been bothering you a lot in the past few days, I hope the Palace Master and the elders will forgive me."

Li Haobai said expressionlessly, "Jiang Chen has recovered from his injuries?"

"Ah."

"Not staying for a while?"

"Thank you, Palace Master, for your kindness. I don't need to wait."

As the lord of Zhengyang Palace, Li Haobai pretended to be polite, and finally got up and said: "Then I won't send it off."

After saying that, Ning Lang left with the three of them.

……

"Palace Master, do you just let them go?"

"if not?"

"Since the end of the Immortal Gate Conference, the Holy Son has locked himself in the house all day without seeing anyone. I am afraid that the Holy Son will be possessed by a demon because of this matter. In the future..."

"Ye Han is not as fragile as you think."

As soon as Li Haobai finished speaking, he felt a violent fluctuation not far away, he frowned, and hurriedly volleyed out.

Several elders and deacons hurriedly followed.

The gate of Zhengyang Palace.

Ye Han stood in front of Ning Lang and his party, holding the Qinghong sword in his hand, with a cold expression on his face.

At the feet of Ning Lang and the others, there was a gully cut out with swords.

Gao Qianshou was puzzled and said, "The Immortal Gate Conference is over, what do you mean?"

"I didn't lose!"

"The outcome has already been decided."

"I said it! I didn't lose!"

Ning Lang smiled and said, "So?"

Ye Han froze for a moment, and asked, "What's the reason?"

"So what do you mean by standing in front of me? You feel that you have lost face and want to get it back? Or are you still angry and want to fight again? It's really... ridiculous."

Ye Han raised his sword and said angrily, "What are you talking about!"

"Stop!" Li Haobai sternly shouted as he landed next to Ye Han.

Zhengyang Palace and Haoqi Sect are both the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Dayu Dynasty. If they don't have this bit of magnanimity, then Zhengyang Palace will be ridiculous.

Ning Lang looked at Ye Han and said with a smile, "Do you think you can use a sword because you hold a sword? If you were my apprentice, you would have to start from the beginning."

On the kendo.

Ye Han never thought that he would lose to anyone.

He looked at the Tai'a sword on Ning Lang's waist with red eyes, and said a murderous sentence between his teeth: "If you have the ability, you can suppress the realm and compare it with me!"

"I'm afraid of hurting you."

"Win or lose, I will bear the consequences!"

Ning Lang turned his head to look at Li Haobai. Li Haobai knew that if he stopped Ye Han, he would never be reconciled to it for the rest of his life. What's more, Ye Han is unique in the way of swordsmanship. If Ning Lang suppresses the realm, he should win or lose.

If Ye Han wins, maybe the heart disease left by the Fairy Gate Conference can be cured.

Li Haobai retreated ten feet, and the three elders and twelve deacons also retreated ten feet at the same time.

Ning Lang patted Jiang Chen's head: "Take your junior sister to watch from behind. This sword mainly depends on the momentum."

"Yes, Master."

"call out!"

Tai'a sword was unsheathed.

Ye Han had already made preparations, and the moment Ning Lang drew his sword, he cut a drop in the ocean.

A thick sword qi strikes head-on.

Ning Lang was expressionless.

It's just that the moment the Tai'a sword was unsheathed, he swung it decisively.

With this sword, you can't even see the aura surrounding it.

Unpretentious, very natural.

An arc of sword energy, from thin to thick, from small to large, just like throwing a stone on the water surface, rippling a circle of water ripples, radiating more and more widely.

Bang!
Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!
The sword energy tore through the air, making three explosions.

Before the sword qi collided for a moment, Ye Han's sword qi shattered instantly.

Seeing this, Li Haobai hurried forward to block the sword energy.

Ye Han stared at Ning Lang with his eyes wide open, as if he was looking at the most terrifying thing in the world.

Ning Lang put the sword back into its sheath, looked at the group of people in Zhengyang Palace, and said with a smile: "There are 300 million sword immortals in the sky, and they must lower their eyebrows when they meet me."

"If you don't have this kind of heart when you draw the sword, what kind of sword do you draw? It's embarrassing!"

Ye Han was struck by lightning.

……

(End of this chapter)