My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 321

【323】Southeast Xingsheng, Sanwu Metropolis
"Is it Emperor Xie Dong? Or Hua Yingying?"

He was just slightly surprised that with Lang Xiaoyao's ability, even if he lost the enemy, he could still retreat completely.

Could it be that these two have already comprehended the power of supernatural powers?

At the peak of Wu Zun, who has mastered the power of supernatural powers, he is a half-step Wu Sheng.

"neither."

Wei Qingfeng shook his head, and answered decisively, with cold sweat on his forehead:

"It's a young man, it's said that it's only this year."

"what?"

The man's face like the breeze and the moon finally moved slightly.

Wei Qingfeng said: "Master, that young man is indeed ranked third in the Qilin Pavilion Tianjiao list."

"Impossible!" The man said decisively: "Even if he is the third in the list of Tianjiao, killing Lang Xiaoyao, even if he is a genius, it is impossible."

Even if one practices in the womb, how deep can one's comprehension of martial arts go?

Wei Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said: "Master, you can't be wrong, on the top of Mount Everest, the young man fought one against three, uttered the rules, and killed Zangshen Patriarch Ba Ye with one word, and killed Guangming Zuoshi with one thought. "

"What, even brother Xiongba is dead?"

There was a bang in the man's mind, and his face changed wildly. He and Zang Shenxiong had known each other for nearly a hundred years.

At that time, Zang Shenxiong played for Tianhai, and he served for Mr. Zhongshi. The two were masters, enemies and friends. In the end, Mr. Zhongshi was defeated and retreated to Taizhou.

Their Tiandimen forces were also forced to withdraw from the Huawu Empire, but he and Zang Shenxiong cherished each other and became close friends.

"One word? One thought? Could it be that this young man has really reached the legendary half-step Martial Saint? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"After living 200 years in vain, I have only touched a little threshold. How could he?"

Zang Shenxiong's face changed wildly, his expression was ferocious, and he roared loudly at the sky, saying that he didn't believe that there was a boy who could step into the realm he dreamed of.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew across the sky, and he knelt down on the ground: "My subordinate, the black-robed poisonous king Shen Wei, pays his respects to the sect master."

"What's the matter?" the middle-aged man gasped.

Shen Wei said: "The Tianjiao list has been updated, and the top of the list has been replaced."

The middle-aged man's heart sank, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who?"

Shen Wei said: "Ye Jiuxuan."

As he spoke, he slowly said Qilin Pavilion's comments:

"Ye Jiuxuan, his strength is unfathomable, and his rating is: unparalleled in this world, an eternal talent!"

"At the end of [-], Ye Jiuxuan was on the top of Mount Everest. With one word, he killed Zang Shenxiongba, an expert a hundred years ago, and with one thought, he killed Tiandimen Guangming and left Shilang Xiaoyao. He is unparalleled in the world, an eternal hero, with unfathomable strength. Half-step Martial Saint."

Hearing Shen Wei's words, the middle-aged man lost his mind and fell heavily to the ground, his eyes were ashen.

"Sect Master! Sect Master!!"

The two looked at each other, and screamed quickly, for fear that the middle-aged man would be stimulated in any way.

The middle-aged man turned a deaf ear and just sat there blankly, muttering to himself. It didn't know how long it took before his pale face turned slightly rosy, and he walked into the cave without saying a word.

"Sect Master! Sect Master!!"

The two yelled from behind, but the middle-aged man ignored him and closed the stone door of the cave with a bang.

Wei Qingfeng sighed heavily: "Oh, the master of the sect may have been irritated, and I don't know how many years it will take to retreat this time."

"That's right." Shen Wei's expression was full of worry: "I'm afraid that the head of the sect will take risks, what will happen if he gets mad at that time?"

At his young age, Ye Jiuxuan topped the list of Tianjiao, became famous all over the world, shocked the world, and even set off a huge wave in the martial arts world of Huaguo.

As long as he is a warrior, Ye Jiuxuan is talked about everywhere.

But Xuanzun has appeared in Jiangnan.

……

……

In the southeast, the city of the Three Wus, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times.

Smoked willows and painted bridges, wind curtains and emerald curtains, there are 10 families.

Clouds and trees around the embankment and sand, raging waves roll frost and snow, the sky is boundless.

The Chonghu Lake is stacked in Qingjia, with Sanqiu osmanthus and ten-mile lotus.

Jiangnan, Hangzhou.

Lantern Festival today.

On the West Lake, the lanterns were first lit, and there were countless painted boats, forming a continuous piece. The lanterns were already extremely beautiful, but the lake water reflected the lanterns, and even the stars in the sky came to share a share.

Lights, stars, candles.

The lights reflected in the lake, the stars reflected in the lake, the candles reflected in the lake.

All kinds of light are intertwined to form a beautiful picture.

It is worthy of the reputation of Suzhou and Hangzhou under heaven.

"Yibing, please help me take vibrato, I want to be popular, I want to be popular, I want [-] likes." A delicate girl said excitedly.

"Uh, good." The girl named "Yibing" smiled sweetly, picked up her phone and started taking pictures.

The delicate girl cheered: "Yeah, it's so beautiful, Yi Bing, let me take one for you too!"

"No."

The woman named "Yibing" shook her head shyly.

The delicate girl pouted: "Okay, okay, I won't take pictures, I really don't understand, such a beautiful face, but never take pictures, alas! What a pity."

"I want you to be as beautiful, no! I'm half as beautiful as you, and I've already debuted as a star."

The delicate girl rolled her eyes at her best friend, her face full of helplessness.

Yi Bing didn't refute, but just smiled peacefully. She has icy muscles and bones, and an alluring appearance. Along the way, she has attracted the attention of countless people.

With her face, making a short video will definitely cause countless people to frantically lick the screen.

But she is quiet by nature, and her every move reveals the gentleness of a Jiangnan woman.

There are several men and women behind the two of them, some of them are tall and handsome boys, but their eyes are fixed on the girl named Yi Bing, anyone can see that those eyes are full of deep love Feelings.

My lady, my gentleman is good.

Suddenly, a melodious tune came from West Lake.

"It wasn't just the wine last night that made me cry."

"It's not just your tenderness that makes me reluctant to part."

"How long will the rest of the road go, you hold my hand."

"What makes me uncomfortable is the freedom to struggle."

"Parting is always in September, memory is the sorrow of missing."

"The green weeping willow in late autumn kisses my forehead."

"In that rainy little town, I have never forgotten you."

"Hangdu, the only one you can't take away is you."

The gentle wind blew the song to every corner of the West Lake, and the noisy crowd immediately quieted down. This song seemed to be full of magic, calming the impetuous heart.

Purity and vicissitudes, the two qualities that seem to never be together, are wonderfully integrated in this voice.

"This voice..."

Shi Yibing never joins in the fun, but now he looks for the source of the sound as if obsessed. The delicate girl can't hold back, and finally everyone rents a painting boat and slowly approaches there.

"Walk with me on the streets of Hangdu,"

"Don't stay until all the lights are out,"

"You will hold my sleeve, and I will put my hand in my trouser pocket,"

"Walk to the end of West Lake and sit at the door of the tavern."

(End of this chapter)