black belly prince cruel concubine

Chapter 228 Lessons (3)
Yi Mo let out a cold snort with a heavy face, and stretched out the sharp sword in his hand, a fierce wind was blown up, and the killing energy of the spear and spear condensed into substance and lingered around the tip of the sword, heading straight for the black dragon's eyes.

The aura of the two of them was too strong and domineering, and the strong wind blew up the flying sand and rocks on the ground, instantly blurring everyone's eyes.The sharp and aggressive murderous aura forced everyone to retreat again and again, and it was not until they retreated more than ten feet that the frightening feeling faded.

In the flying sand, the figures of the two people turned into afterimages, and they couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake. They could only hear the exciting sounds of weapons being exchanged in their ears, and the clanging and exploding sound hit their ears, making their hearts ache. There were bursts of tightening, and everyone's breathing was short of breath.

It was the first time for Wencai and a group of bandits to see the masters of the Houtian Realm duel, and they felt awe and admiration in the inconceivable, "I didn't expect Chenggu and Gongzi to be the masters of the Houtian Realm at such a young age!" Wencai originally thought that Miss Cheng just knew a little bit of martial arts and was playing around like his fourth sister, but he didn't expect that she was an acquired master who was beyond the reach of many masters in the martial arts world!

Seeing the burning reverence in Wencai's eyes, Zhang Yuelu immediately raised his tail and said triumphantly, "That's right, my master is a genius in martial arts."

Wen Cai nodded again and again, if it weren't for a genius, it would be impossible to reach the acquired state at such a young age, even with a great master.Thinking of this, Wen Cai was very curious about Yi Mo's master, so he asked, "Brother, may I ask who is Master Cheng's master?"

Zhang Yuelu held his head high and proudly said, "Of course it's the famous Master Xuankong!"

Wen Cai was shocked, and asked in disbelief, "Who, who?"

The bandits also stretched out their ears, listening to the sermon.

Seeing their bewildered and disbelieving faces, Zhang Yuelu felt his heart pounding, thinking: Isn't Master Xuankong the little novice Wu Neng said that he is famous in the rivers and lakes?Why do they look like they haven't heard of it?Was it the little novice who lied to him by boasting?Thinking of this, Zhang Yuelu suddenly lacked confidence, and mumbled in a suppressed voice, "That, that, that old monk Xuankong from Ganye Temple..."

"Master Xuankong? Master Xuankong! It's really Master Xuankong—!" The most exciting thing was the hammer who lost the competition again.Regardless of the burning pain on his back, he excitedly supported Zhang Yuelu's shoulder and shook it, and kept yelling in his ear, "Is it Master Xuankong from Ganye Temple? It's Master Xuankong! "

Zhang Yuelu frowned and pushed him away, "Speak as soon as you talk, why do you move your hands? It's the old monk Xuankong from Ganye Temple. Why is he famous? Really, seeing how excited you are, I gave you all the clothes If it gets dirty, a rough man is a rough man!"

The people present were not only excited by the hammer, other people also stared at the stars, as if they were seeing a super idol, their excitement was self-evident.Xi Yan asked for a feather fan and said, "Master Xuankong has been famous for fifty years, and his status in the Jianghu is that Taishan Beidou's martial arts leader is less than one-tenth of him, and there are very few people who can see him." In recent years, it has been rare to hear about the disappearance of Master Xuankong. Many people in the Jianghu speculate that he may not be able to withstand the ruthless months of intrusion. Today, when I suddenly heard the news of Master Xuankong, I was so excited. inevitable."

"Oh." I didn't expect the old man Xuankong to be so famous.

After Xi Yan finished speaking, he was a little worried about being the master of his own family. The apprentice taught by Master Xuankong himself must have something extraordinary. If the environment is poor, those who are in charge of their own family may not get any benefits.

Thinking in this way, unexpectedly his master showed his defeat, he saw a black shadow flash, and the long sword in the other party's hand flew by like lightning, drawing a perfect arc in mid-air, and pierced fiercely into the master's shoulder.

Xi Yan was shocked, "The master!" I didn't expect the master to lose so quickly!
The black dragon's eyes were stained red by the blood on his shoulders, and the anger burst out of his eyes, and the fierceness in his bones gushed out like a river breaking a bank, and his unyielding energy was like a lone wolf in the grassland, never dying, Swinging the knife to split the point of the sword pierced into the shoulder, he shouted loudly, "Come again!"

The big knife clamped his strong inner strength, and slashed at Yi Mo fiercely.The light of the sword suddenly rose, as if splitting the sky thousands of miles away, splitting the void like water and waves, and the endless coercion and domineering light of the sword fell on the top of Yimo.

Yi Mo's eyes froze, and the majestic and vast internal force in his body burst out violently. The sharp sword in his hand buzzed, and in an instant the sword flew out of his hand. The golden sword circled several times in the air, and finally turned into a With a tail of streamer, it penetrates all obstacles and shoots at the black dragon.

The black dragon looked up at the stern light, the sword seemed to have pierced a hole in the sky, and the extermination of evil energy brushed and slanted down, so that he could only watch helplessly as the stern light pierced through his chest, dodging I have no strength.

"En!" Heilong snorted in pain, held the sharp sword inserted into his chest, and looked at the awe-inspiring person in disbelief.

The man standing between the sky and the earth, with black hair like ink, flying in the air, eyes as sharp as a sword, and full of violent and terrifying arrogance, he stood up straight, as if he was on the world, domineering and awe-inspiring!
"Good!" Wen Cai couldn't help cheering.

The applause woke up all the bandits, and they all surrounded the black dragon in surprise, "The master!"

"Master, are you okay..."

"Big boss."

Seeing that his elder brother was shot through the chest with an arrow, the black panther was shocked, sad and angry, and without knowing where the strength came from, he broke the rope on his body in an instant, and ran towards his elder brother, crying, "Brother! Brother! You Are you all right? Brother——” With a terrified cry, the black panther knelt in front of the black dragon, looking at the sword stuck in his chest, the blood flowed down the hilt, and fell into the sand, panicked and helpless .Tears were streaming down my face, "Brother, don't die. Brother, you can't leave your brother... Woooo... Brother..."

Seeing that his dearest brother was killed, Hei Bao filled his chest with grief and indignation. He picked up the big knife that his brother had dropped on the ground. With red eyes, he turned around and rushed to Yi Mo, "You killed my brother, and I want you to pay for it—"

"Come back! Cough cough, Black Panther! Cough cough cough..." Heilong's weak voice sounded.

The black panther glanced at Yimo, then at his brother who was so weak that he seemed ready to pick it up at any time, hesitated for a while, and finally threw the big knife in his hand angrily, returned to his brother, and asked with concern, "Brother, are you okay?" Brother, hold on, Xi Yan, Xi Yan, stop the bleeding for my brother—”

Xi Yan gave Heilong his pulse, slowly put down his nervous expression, and said calmly, "Second master, the first master is fine, it's just..."

"What do you mean it's okay! The sword is pierced through the chest, and you still say it's okay!" the black panther growled, anxious and worried.

Heilong looked badly injured, but he was really fine. Yimo's sword avoided the heart and the inner palace, only hurt a few bones, and bled a lot by the way.

(End of this chapter)