Battle God In Martial Meritocrats Continent

As soon as silence came out, Qi Zhuohao's heart suddenly trembled. His expression was not happy. On the contrary, he was stunned!

"Zhuo Hao, what's the matter with you? Don't you want to see our strength now?" Silence was a little angry. The three of them went through hard training and won the place of Jihad disciples only after the cruel qualification challenge. She hoped Qi Zhuohao would celebrate for them, but Qi Zhuohao had such an expression. Nangong yudie and Gu cangyue were also disappointed.

Shaking his head and sighing, Qi Zhuohao said with a bitter smile: "Ji'er, I'm naturally very happy that you can win the number of Jihad disciples, but the North-South jihad is very dangerous, and I don't want you to take risks!"

Qi Zhuohao knows clearly that in Jihad, life and death are in peace, and everything in the battlefield challenge arena is isolated from the outside world. No one can help the people in the battlefield challenge arena. The Jihad disciples of Jiuyou Temple must be very strong. He is worried about the safety of Shen Ji.

Qi Zhuohao's words wiped out the sense of loss in Shen Ji's three hearts. It turned out that Qi Zhuohao had such an expression because he was worried about them. They all misunderstood Qi Zhuohao.

After a while, Nangong yudie stepped forward and said, "Zhuo Hao, don't worry about us. Your woman is not so easy to be defeated. Believe us, we will be fine. We will win the Jihad!"

"Yes! Zhuo Hao, you know the strength of the three of us. Who can threaten our lives in the realm of Yan God?" Gu cangyue's tone is as confident as Nangong jade ultimatum. After 11 years of hard training, their strength has long been different.

"I can only choose to believe you. Come on!" Qi Zhuohao smiled bitterly again. The number of Jihad disciples had reached the hands of Nangong yudie. He worried that it was useless, and he couldn't deprive them!

"Since all three of you are going to participate in Jihad, you have to hurry up to improve your strength. The people in Jiuyou temple are hard to deal with. This is a footwork skill. We can study it in time."

As like as two peas, he wrote a book to the Nangong jade collection, which was drawn from the nine patterns of the nine dimly discernible steps. The pattern on the book is exactly the same as that on the stone plate. He also recorded the details of the nine kinds of tactics in the books. This is the gift he made for the three people of Nangong jade album. Nine, it is very powerful that he can't hide it.

"Well, I'm going to see the holy master. You can practice at ease!" Nangong yudie took the book, and Qi Zhuohao left. The three left. He can't keep old man Tianxia waiting

In the Tianqiong peak and Yucheng hall, he glanced at the woman in blue beside Lengyue. The old man's face was stiff. Even though he had expected that Qi Zhuohao and Lengyue would bring the woman back to the snow desert, he still couldn't be calm when he really saw the woman. How many years has it been? The woman finally recovered!

"Bingyao!" Old man Tianxia cried out for a long time. The daughter of his old friend is no different from his own daughter.

Bingyao's heart can't be calm. After so many years, Hongwu mainland has changed. The only thing that remains unchanged is the old man Tianxia. His kind face and white beard are still the same as before!

"Uncle Tian!" Bingyao has no relatives. He is grateful to the old man Tianxia. At the beginning, if the old man Tianxia had not helped her mother seal her in the Seven Star Bingcheng palace, she would not be what she is today.

"Well, just recover, child, you've suffered!" Old man Tianxia came forward and held Bingyao's hand, then said, "son, you will live in Hongwu Holy Land in the future. Someone will avenge your mother's revenge and your people's revenge for you."

Old man Tianxia refers to Qi Zhuohao. Only Qi Zhuohao can kill Yan Jiutian. Only Qi Zhuohao can eradicate the Jiuyou temple. He is helpless. After fighting with Yan Jiutian for so many years, he can suppress Yan Jiutian, but he can't kill Yan Jiutian.

"Can I really stay in Hongwu holy land?" Bingyao asked incredulously. She only knew that the relationship between old man Tianxia and her mother was very good. How good was it? She doesn't understand.

Hearing the speech, the old man Tianxia smiled shyly and said, "of course, to tell you the truth, your father is not a qiwubing nationality, but an elder and my brother of Hongwu holy land. Therefore, you are actually a person of Hongwu holy land. In addition, I make good friends with your mother. In the future, you will be my child!"

Old man Tianxia is helpless. People of qiwubing nationality can't intermarry with outsiders. That's a curse. Maybe Bingyao's physique is different because Bingyao's father has an affair that shouldn't have, which has hurt Bingyao for millions of years.

A touch of sadness flashed through the mind of old man Tianxia. Bingyao's father died early, so Bingyao didn't know who her father was. Old man Tianxia even felt ashamed of Bingyao. Bingyao's father's death was related to him.

"My father is from Hongwu Holy Land!" Bingyao can't believe it, but she knows that old man Tianxia won't lie to her.

Old man Tianxia nodded heavily and said, "son, your father is also a great man. In the future, you can practice in Hongwu holy land safely. I won't let anyone hurt you."

Old man Tianxia was very confused about Bingyao's illness. He and Bingyao's mother were helpless. He didn't know how Qi Zhuohao cured Bingyao? All this seems to be fate, providence!

"Uncle Tian, I want to participate in the North-South Jihad, can I?" Bing Yao asked, and he knew that even if she died, her mother and the family's old man Qiu Tianxia would repay her, but she wanted to kill Yin Jiutian herself and at least get a share.

Hearing the speech, the old man Tianxia fell into meditation. Bingyao, like that year, is still the realm of the later stage of the venerable. However, Bingyao has inherited many unique skills of the qiwubing nationality, and its strength is not under Lengyue. With Bingyao's participation, the odds of winning the North-South Jihad have increased.

However, the qiwubing nationality has been exterminated, and the old man Tianxia doesn't want Bingyao to take risks. If Bingyao has three long and two short comings, how can he face Bingyao's parents when he dies in the future?

"Uncle Tian, just promise me! My health is completely good. I can help Hongwu Holy Land win a jihad." Bingyao seems to be begging to stay in Hongwu holy land for cultivation and rely on others for protection. That's not the life she wants.

Take a deep breath. The old man Tianxia finally nodded and agreed to Bingyao's request. When the conversation changed, he said seriously: "Bingyao, you can go to Jihad, but you must worship me as a teacher."

Bing Yao doesn't understand the meaning of old man Tianxia. What's the relationship between going to Jihad and worshipping old man Tianxia as a teacher? Even Leng Yue doesn't understand. She even envies Bingyao. She is the saint of Hongwu holy land, but she is not qualified to be the disciple of Tianxia old man.

It seems that he saw the confusion in Bingyao's heart. The old man Tianxia raised his hand and said, "Bingyao, I am the Lord of Hongwu holy land. Some of my unique skills and treasures can't be given to outsiders at will. Only when you become my apprentice can I teach them to you."

Old man Tianxia doesn't agree with Bingyao to participate in jihad. However, since Bingyao insists on going, he can only agree that in order for Bingyao to return safely, he can only teach Bingyao his unique skills, which greatly improves Bingyao's survival ability.

It is reasonable to say that with Bingyao's strength, Bingyao will not die in the challenge arena of the North-South jihad. He is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. The Jihad disciples of Jiuyou temple are not ordinary people, and the old man Tianxia dare not take risks.

Qi Zhuohao's safety is not in the care of the old man Tianxia. Lengyue has also received many life-saving treasures. The old man Tianxia must consider for Bingyao.

"So it is! It's my honor to be uncle Tian's disciple!" Bingyao knelt down and said, "master, please accept Bingyao's worship!"

It's actually three worships and nine kowtows. This is the master worship etiquette in Hongwu mainland. From now on, Bingyao is the fourth closed disciple of old man Tianxia, that is, Qi Zhuohao, Qian Yichuan and Mo Dian's younger martial sister.

"OK, get up quickly! Remember, in the future, you have to call me Saint like your three senior brothers!" Old man Tianxia smiled. He thought he would only have two disciples in his life. He never thought. In eleven years, he accepted two more disciples.

"I know, thank you!" Leng Yue got up and looked very respectful. When she had the title of teacher and apprentice, she had to pay attention to what she said. She was very curious. Besides Qi Zhuohao, which two disciples did old man Tianxia have?

Tianxia nodded with satisfaction, pointed to the seat beside him and said, "Bingyao, sit down, yue'er, you also sit down."

"By the way, where is Zhuo hao?" Until now, the old man of Tianxia found that Qi Zhuohao was not here, and Qi Zhuohao was too unruly. The first thing after Qi Zhuohao came back should be to see him. It's really difficult for the man of heaven to restrain him.

Lengyue was worried that the old man Tianxia would punish Qi Zhuohao. She quickly got up and said, "holy Lord, Qi Zhuohao is behind. It should be coming soon."

"Yue'er, do you think I'm so easy to cheat?" The old man Tianxia's expression is very plain, no smile, no anger. "Don't think I didn't know that the boy went to the virgin peak, and you hid it for him. However, he is really a good man who cares about his wife!"

Everything in Hongwu holy land can't hide the perception of the old man Tianxia. With a slight sweep of his divine knowledge, he knows that Qi Zhuohao is on the virgin peak and Lengyue is worried about Qi Zhuohao, which can't escape his observation.

Lengyue stood and dared not speak. She didn't know whether old man Tianxia was praising Qi Zhuohao or blaming Qi Zhuohao?

"Yue'er, it's been more than a year. To tell you the truth, how are you developing with Zhuo hao?" Tianxia old man suddenly smiled. He can't control Qi Zhuohao. He cares about the progress of Qi Zhuohao's love with Lengyue.

Hearing the speech, Leng Yu blushed and whispered, "Lord, don't joke. I have nothing to do with him?"

"Really? If you don't admit it, I won't let you be with Zhuo Hao. Don't regret it!" Old man Tianxia's tone was serious. Qi Zhuohao was a good man and missed it. Lengyue regretted it!

"Holy Lord, are you too overbearing? Can't I admit it? Zhuo Hao and I have made a private decision for life..." Lengyue was in a hurry. She didn't find that old man Tianxia was deliberately teasing her.

Sure enough, before Leng Yue's voice fell, old man Tianxia immediately laughed: "Yue son! You really didn't disappoint me. In this way, after the end of the North-South Jihad, I will personally hold a grand wedding for you and Zhuo Hao. How about it?"

"Thank you, Lord! However, yue'er doesn't like those mundane things. Yue'er only needs to be with Zhuo Hao." Leng Yue's character makes her dislike excitement. It doesn't matter whether the wedding is held or not. What she wants is Qi Zhuohao's heart.

Hearing the speech, old man Tianxia nodded slightly and said, "well, you can deal with your young people's affairs by yourself. I'm too lazy to worry about that! Yue'er, you have suffered a lot and lost a lot. Now you are very good!"

Leng Yue was brought up by Tianxia old man. Tianxia old man knows that Leng Yue has never been really happy. Qi Zhuohao's appearance has changed Leng Yue. He hopes Leng Yue can live the life that ordinary women should live. This saint can marry