Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 54
Ever since Wu Mingkong dealt with four people who didn't know what to do or not, there has never been any trouble to come to Wu Mingkong without opening his eyes.

Lessons from the past, the teacher behind the car.

People in the rivers and lakes are crazy, but not stupid.

More than a month has passed quickly, and Wu Mingkong heard about it yesterday that Feng Yang, the owner of Zhenjian Villa, has already left the customs, and now there is only the last step left for that magical weapon.

That is to recognize the master, the magic soldier has a spirit, and will choose the master himself.

Wu Mingkong couldn't help being amazed at this, it wasn't about the magical weapon, but about Feng Yang, the hard-forged weapon was so cheap for others?

Can he be willing?
To replace it with Wu Mingkong, if he has worked so hard and scraped together materials, and forged it in a furnace, in the end this weapon and Wu Mingkong said that we are not suitable, and I will go to my master.

Wu Mingkong was able to directly remelt this sand sculpture weapon on the spot, so what if it was a magic weapon.

"Everyone, today is the day when the magic weapon of my Zhenjian Villa was born. The magic weapon has a spirit and will choose its master. I don't know who will be lucky enough to be the master of the magic weapon today." Feng Yang introduced it loudly on the stage. .

Wu Mingkong just watched with cold eyes. He was here to watch the ceremony. He glanced at the group of Jianghu people. It seemed that none of the people from Xuanjingsi, Iron Blood Army, and Wugenmen came.

The same is true of Tianjianzong and Jiangnan Yejia. The people present are all a group of mobs, either from low-level sects or from declining families, or those who are not stingy and low-level people begging for food.

"There's something wrong with this matter." Wu Mingkong took a few steps back, away from the crowd.

"Shenbing has the spirit to choose the master, so it is natural to choose the strongest. Everyone here is a hero, and they are all powerful people. It's just..."

Wu Mingkong didn't finish listening to Feng Yang's words. He asked for a scent in the air. This scent could not be detected under the scorching sun. Fortunately, he had five keen senses and the presence of a brain. Only then did I find out.

"It seems to make people's blood boil, it makes people's blood boil, it makes people dizzy, and it is easy to be provoked."

"It seems that I have discovered something extraordinary, no wonder those big forces have not ended."

Wu Mingkong knew that Feng Yang had hidden a step. This was not the ceremony of recognizing the master of the divine soldier at all, but the blood sacrifice.

With Feng Yang's tone getting higher and higher, that group of Jiang Hu people were all ready to move, their knives were tightly gripped, waiting for a good time, they would kill them immediately.

Wu Mingkong saw that the attention of the group of people was all attracted, and within three or five steps, he moved away from here, turned over and left Zhenjian Villa.

Sure enough, less than a quarter of an hour after Wu Mingkong left, Zhenjian Villa immediately became a flesh and blood mill. A group of demented Jianghu people fought frantically. Just stab.

Wu Mingkong looked at the picture sent back by the nano-robot, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's so calculating."

However, the calculation Wu Mingkong was talking about was not Feng Yang, the owner of Zhenjian Villa, but Tianjianzong, Jiangnan Yejia, Xuanjingsi, Iron Blood Army and Wugenmen.

As for Qin Tianjian, probably he was the only one here.

The blood sacrifice came to an end, and Feng Yang stood in front of the magic weapon with disheveled hair, laughing a little madly: "Seven of the magic weapon No.90, bloodthirsty sword, hahaha..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

The dark arrows hung down from the sky, and then the heavy and neat sound of horseshoes directly smashed through Zhenjian Villa.

Iron Blood Army started.

"The iron-blooded army Xiafu Duwei Banwen is here, Feng Yang, the use of human blood sacrifices has been committed." There are 36 riders in total, and the leader is Xiafu Duwei Banwen. These 36 people are faintly connected with each other, as if they are one.

Wu Mingkong was also aware of this situation: "Army formation, earth evil and turbid formation, this class of text seems to be the direct descendant of the great general who protects the country, otherwise how could it be taught the earth evil and turbid formation."

Wu Mingkong has also heard about this earth evil and turbid formation, which needs 36 people in the stellar state to form. Once the formation is formed, the 36 people will be like one body, advance and retreat in the same way, and their true energy will be connected.

"This military formation seems to have something in common with the formation. It seems that there is something worth learning. We have to find a way to plan it." Wu Mingkong was a little greedy for this.

It's a pity that Daqian Lantai Pavilion doesn't have military formation tactics, only military books. These military formation tactics are the skills of those generals, so how could they be put in Lantai Pavilion.

"The iron-blooded army is not suppressing aliens at the border. What are you doing here in Lingnan?" A middle-aged man in a green shirt came out of nowhere. This man was Ye Chengzhi, an elder of the Ye family in Jiangnan, a warrior of the Celestial Phenomenon.

"Is it the king of the world, Ye Chengzhi, you have to be careful what you say, or you will be decapitated when you sleep at night." The voice was soft and soft, and it sounded very pleasant, but he looked like a scholar. The person with a white face and no beard is just Wenyu from the Huangmen Order of Wugenmen.

Wen Yu came from the air, obviously in the celestial realm, I saw a look of fierceness in his eyes, and three bright silver needles flashed like streamers.

There was only the sound of jingling, and a figure was forced out of the shadows by him.

"Heavenly Sword Sect Cangyingjian Jianlu, unexpectedly after so many years, he is still a rat that makes holes." Wen Yu looked at Jianlu who took a few steps back with a dagger in his hand with disgust.

"You hermaphrodites in the gutter have the nerve to say something about me." Cang Yingjian Jianlu didn't care about Wen Yu scolding him at all, but turned back instead.

Wen Yu's face became more gloomy, but he endured it, he knew that now is not the time to make a move, it would be fine if he could be killed in one blow just now, but if he missed the one blow, he would be in a stalemate .

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that I was just a small step late, and this Zhenjian Villa is so lively, otherwise I will be added." A figure leaped up like a roc bird, and stood in the air.

"Shangguanran, you shit-stirring stick is here too, is the Xuanjing Division empty?" Ye Chengzhi seemed to be having an embarrassment with the visitor.

"I'm a shit stirrer, so you'll be shit." Shangguan Ran said with a joking expression.

Ban Wen glanced around, and couldn't help snorting coldly. Although everyone in his iron-blooded army was in the Stellar Qi realm, but with the blessing of the earth evil and cloudy formation, he didn't fear these people at all: "Xuanjingsi, Wugenmen, Heavenly Sword Sect, Ye Family, where are the people from Qin Tianjian? According to my spies, the seventh-rank Lingtai Lang of Qin Tianjian has already arrived at Zhenjian Villa a month ago."

Wu Mingkong didn't intend to come out now, he was still calculating the evil formation of the iron-blooded army, and this was a little more difficult for him, and the others were minor problems.

"When I finish the calculations, I'll kill you all, and throw away all the ashes."

(End of this chapter)