Longevity starts from listening to music

Chapter 77 Give me face, swordsmanship
The wrath of the sky broke through all armies.

Minglong's 10,000+ army suffered heavy losses under the unspoken Nine Heavens Guiding Thunder, and the coach abandoned them and fled by himself.

After a while, these soldiers looked at the words clearly, as if they were looking at gods and demons, and dropped their weapons one after another, declaring their surrender.

Ming did not say to restrain his true energy, and the dark clouds in the sky also dispersed.

This scene.

King Zhenbei and others could see it clearly.

In the past, they always felt that the rumors were exaggerated, but now after seeing Ming Bu Yan Yi guiding Thunder Breaker, they realized...

It turns out that there are really god-like characters in the world.

"Your Highness Seventh, you really are...a god-man!"

Zhang Gufeng said with emotion.

"Isn't he a man of gods? It's the first time I've seen such a scene when I've been fighting for so many years."

"God, God can't be any more God."

Zhenbei Wang sighed again and again.

Then he took his men out of the city to clean up the mess.

But Ming Buyan swept his eyes across the battlefield, and saw a grand master who had no time to escape and was severely injured by the thunder, and walked up slowly.

The other party had already been terrified by his thunder, and said in horror: "You monster, don't come here, don't come here..."

Ming Buyan curled his lips.

With just this bit of guts, what about a great master...

There is a purple light flowing out of his eyes, and the Dafa of ecstasy is cast.

His cultivation base was already much higher than that of the opponent, and the opponent was now terrified, even a grand master could hardly resist the power of fascination.

"Are you from Tianhai Qilin Pavilion?"

Asked without saying a word.

"Yes."

"What is your status in the Tianhai Qilin Pavilion?"

"I am one of the two hundred guardians of the Tianhai Qilin Pavilion, and my position in the Tianhai Qilin Pavilion is considered to be the middle level. Above me, there are eight elders, deputy pavilion masters, and pavilion masters..." The other party said eloquently.

"How is your strength in protecting the law?"

"Dharma protectors need at least a master to be a master. I am a great master. Among the protectors, my strength is considered to be on the high side."

There was a hint of thought in Mingbuyan's eyes.

In this way, there are at least two hundred grandmasters in Tianhai Qilin Pavilion...

This still does not count the eight elders.

This strength background is indeed much better than that of the current girders.

"In the Tianhai Qilin Pavilion, how many Baodans are there, and is there Tongxuan?"

Asked again without saying a word.

"As far as I know, the eight elders are all Baodan. As for Tongxuan, I don't know, but the strength of the deputy pavilion master and the pavilion master is unpredictable, and they may have reached the realm of Tongxuan, especially It’s the pavilion master, who has been in seclusion for the past few years, and some people say that he is planning to break through the realm above Tongxuan..."

Hearing what the other party said, Ming Buyan felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Above Tongxuan?

Tianhai Qilin Pavilion may have a realm above Tongxuan?
"It seems that it is really not to be underestimated."

He thought to himself without saying a word.

If there are only one or two Tongxuan in the Qilin Pavilion of Tianhai, then he may not be afraid with the Haotian Sword, but if he has a realm above Tongxuan, he will be a little bit hanging.

Now that I want to suppress Tianhai Qilin Pavilion, I'm afraid it will not be so easy.

He slapped out casually, cutting off the opponent's vitality.

King Zhenbei and others also came at this time to welcome him.

Looking at the heroic Nangong Chan, Ming Buyan couldn't help smiling, "Sister Chan, we haven't seen each other for many years."

"Ha, eight years, or nine years?"

Nan Gongchan looked at Ming Buyan, who had hardly changed much compared with the past, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect to meet again, you have changed from an idiot prince to a martial arts legend praised by everyone in Daliang, and the prince of a country. "

"Oh, sister Chan has become a martial arts master."

The two entered the northern city while chatting.

that night.

A banquet was held in Zhenbei Wangfu, and Ming Buyan was welcome.

…………

"Damn, damn!"

"How could he be so powerful! The 10,000+ army is vulnerable in front of him, how is this possible!!"

Ming Long, who escaped from the battlefield, recalled Ming Buyan's heroic appearance on the battlefield, his eyes were still filled with disbelief and deep horror.

He looked at Jiu Zun, and asked: "Senior Jiu Zun, when will Tianhai Qilin Pavilion send a senior from Baodan Realm to help me?"

"This……"

Jiu Zun was a little hesitant and didn't reply.

"His grandma's, there is such a person in the girder."

At this time, a disheveled rough man walked out of the mountain forest, he was one of the several great masters who came to support.

He escaped under the thunder of Wanjun, but suffered some minor injuries.

But recalling the unspoken power, he still felt afraid, "With that kind of power, even if a few elders come here in person, they may not be able to win."

"Indeed, maybe only the deputy pavilion master, the pavilion master can subdue him." Jiu Zun said while taking a sip of wine.

"Then ask your pavilion master to take action."

Minglong said from the side.

Hearing the words, the coarse clothed man sneered and said, "What is your identity? Are you worthy of letting the pavilion master come here to help you from a long distance for you?"

Ming Long's face darkened suddenly, and he said, "What's the matter? Don't you want to control the beam?"

"Our original plan was to support you as the emperor and control the main beam, but now there is a seventh prince who is too powerful to be an enemy of him, and you have to pay a lot of money. It is not worth it for a main beam. Besides, who said Only when you become emperor can we control Daliang?"

The coarse cloth man smiled playfully.

Hearing this, Ming Long suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, "Don't tell me you want to abandon me and support other princes, without saying anything?!"

"This Seventh Prince is too difficult to control. Supporting him may not make Daliang obediently listen to us, but it is still possible to let him not be our enemy and let us develop slowly in Daliang."

The coarse cloth man said.

"Are you kidding me? You have been fighting Daliang for so long, do you really think that Daliang will allow you to develop slowly in the territory?"

"As long as we show some sincerity, and as long as the Emperor Daliang is not stupid and knows that continuing to fight with us will only hurt both sides, then it is not impossible for us to enter Daliang."

"What sincerity?"

"The head of a rebel."

"You, you..."

At this time, Minglong still didn't understand the plan of the coarse cloth man.

The other party intends to use his life to make friends without saying anything, in exchange for the opportunity to enter Daliang's development!

Damn, damn it! !

Ming Long's face changed wildly, and he quickly looked at Jiu Zun, "Senior, save me!"

The other party just took two sips of wine indifferently.

"You asked him for help? Hahaha... He was the one who came up with this idea!" The coarse cloth man laughed and stepped forward.

Ming Long watched the other party approach in horror, but he was helpless.

There was nothing but despair in my heart.

…………

Inside the Zhenbei Palace, the lights were brightly lit.

The banquet lasted until midnight.

The next day.

Obviously got up early in the morning.

[Today's task: teach others martial arts]

Take a look at the task content.

Ming Buyan thought of Nan Gongchan and Zhang Gufeng, and then found the two, gathered them together, and said lightly: "Come, hit me."

The two looked at each other, a little confused.

"Are you itchy this early in the morning?"

Nan Gongchan didn't have too many scruples and said directly.

Ming Buyan smiled slightly, "Sister Chan, look at what you said, I kindly want to teach you martial arts, but you are so ungrateful."

The eyes of the two people brightened.

"You said it earlier."

Nan Gongchan took the lead, and the spear in her hand was like lightning, and she stabbed out quickly without mercy, because she knew that it would not hurt the opponent at all.

really.

Ming Buyan stretched out a finger and put it on the tip of the gun, preventing the tip from getting in any more. Zhang Gufeng on the other side also quickly shot.

He has been slaughtered on the battlefield for many years, and his moves also have a bit of awe-inspiring atmosphere, which is a bit more powerful than before.

He didn't say anything but he was still calm and easily blocked his attack.

The two teamed up, the gun and the sword cooperated tacitly, fully showing their own cultivation, and various exquisite moves emerged one after another.

But no matter how they attacked, they couldn't hurt Mingbuyan in the slightest.

The opponent just used two fingers to disintegrate all their offensives.

The battle of the three attracted many soldiers along the road, and they all stopped to watch.

Seeing that the two most powerful grandmasters in the northern border couldn't help but say nothing, they couldn't help being amazed.

"The Seventh Prince's strength is too strong."

"Boss Zhang and the princess can't even hurt a single hair on him. No, if you look carefully, he is standing where he is, without even moving."

Nangong Chan stabbed out with a gun, her true energy was surging, but she was blocked by Ming Buyan again, then she leaned close to her body and whispered: "This is my territory, and I don't know how to save some face for your sister Chan here. ?”

I understand without saying anything.

Ok.

No matter how you say it, you can also call the other party a sister, so let's save face.

"A prairie strike!"

Nan Gongchan pushed her zhenqi to the extreme, poured all of it into the tip of the spear, and stabbed it out, the zhenqi turned into flames and burned like a prairie fire.

After Mingbuyan blocked the blow, he stepped back more than ten steps, then cupped his hands and exclaimed: "Sister Chan's marksmanship really lives up to its reputation, it's amazing!"

All the soldiers around cheered again and again.

"The princess is good at marksmanship!"

"Forcing all the Seventh Princes to retreat, the princess is mighty!"

Hearing everyone's applause, Nan Gongchan stood with a gun in her hand and said with a smile on her face, "It's no small matter to be the number one master on the list. I lost."

She threw in the towel very simply.

Anyway, with the opponent's strength, it's not surprising that he lost.

It's not normal if you win.

"I never won."

Zhang Gufeng also put away his sword and smiled helplessly.

Then, Ming Buyan began to point out the martial arts of the two of them, both of them listened carefully, after some explanations, they both felt that they benefited a lot.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task]

[Task Reward: Sword Control Technique]

Swordsmanship? !

Ming Buyan suddenly became interested, you know, he has the Haotian Sword in his hand, but he doesn't have suitable sword skills.

The skill of controlling the sword may just be useful.

After instructing Nan Gongchan and the others, he also found a place to start comprehending the art of controlling the sword. As his understanding deepened, he couldn't help admiring the mystery of the art of controlling the sword.

(End of this chapter)