Martial Arts: the Gods of the Land Were Dug out by Yueyue

　　"Jiang Ping, the rat that turns over the river, see Young Master"!

　　Jiang Jiutian stood there, glanced at it lightly, and said, "Okay, although I don't know who I am, I still saluted politely, and I did a good job."

　　Jin Maoshu and the others looked at each other and nodded. In fact, they also had a lot of doubts in their hearts, wondering who this Jiang Jiutian was and why he could react with the Azure Dragon Art in their bodies.

　　Is it the successor of the legendary leader?

　　But they really don't dare to be rude!

　　We can only say together: "Thank you for your teaching, I will definitely keep it in my heart."

　　This scene, falling in the hearts of everyone, is really incomprehensible.

　　Pang Taishi and others also didn't know about peacekeeping. Their Azure Dragon Art had not changed sharply, so they didn't know what was going on.

　　Pang Taishi and others, people in Jianghu really don't know the five rats in the trapped sky, why are they suddenly so respectful to Jiang Jiutian?

　　... At this moment, Jiang Jiutian thought about it and said, "Xu Qing, your son Xu Liang is very good."

　　After speaking, Jiang Jiutian continued to walk towards Wang Yuyan.

　　Xu Qing was a little depressed.

　　My son Xu Liang,

　　But I don't have a wife yet, so where did I get my son?

　　Bai Yutang and the others were even more stunned, not knowing why this Young Master Jiang Jiutian said such things to Xu Qing.

　　He walked in front of Wang Yuyan.

　　Tell the truth.

　　In his eyes, he and Wang Yuyan are masters and apprentices.

　　But Wang Yuyan's worries about him, but Jiang Jiutian also took it to heart.

　　Now Jiang Jiutian said: "...¨I'll talk to you later, I'll deal with these people first."

　　Hearing this, Wang Yuyan asked curiously, "How do you plan to deal with these people?"

　　"Of course kill"!Jiang Jiutian said lightly.

　　Trapped Island Five Rats came up again: "Master, let us help you."

　　"unnecessary."

　　Jiang Jiutian shook his head.

　　Jiang Jiutian said indifferently: "This is my own private matter, you don't need to participate, step back."

　　Following the words of Jiang Jiutian.

　　Trapped Island Five Rats and so on, nodding their heads one by one.

　　Now, the people around are all staring at Jiang Jiutian,

　　I don't know if Jiang Jiutian is too mysterious or too weird, so that none of them dare to do it right now, even if they know Jiang Jiutian and don't let others help them, they still don't dare.

　　Just now, when they saw Jiang Jiutian, Abbot Xuanci and others were stunned by hatred.But now that he has calmed down, he feels that Jiang Jiutian is too weird, too bizarre, and (Qian Zhao's) is afraid.

　　So, because of fear, they didn't dare to do anything at all.

　　Jiang Jiutian, obviously alone,

　　Why not be afraid?

　　His face was still as calm as before, which was what made them feel weird.

　　In addition to Jiang Jiutian's gestures, that kind of lightness, that kind of casual indifference, that kind of free and easy, it is really unpredictable.

　　The most important thing is the five rats in the trapped air island. The respect shown to Jiang Jiutian made them have to think carefully about a question.

　　Is Jiang Jiutian the disciple and grandson of the leader of the Blue Dragon Society?

　　This question is too important.

　　No one knows if the leader of the dragon is dead,

　　If anyone dares to kill his disciples and grandchildren with his own hands, and the leader of the leader reappears in the arena, at that time, he will have to work hard?

　　Not just the Northern Song Dynasty Jianghu!

　　I am afraid that even the imperial court, and even the surrounding imperial court, will be finished, right? .

Chapter 317

　　At this moment, no one dared to act.Seeing that Jiang Jiutian's gestures were calm and calm, and how he behaved at will, it made them even more uncertain.

　　If Jiang Jiutian really had something to do with the legendary leader of the dragon and was a descendant of the leader of the dragon, the consequences would be unimaginable. Thinking of this, the martial arts people present were not only afraid, but began to be afraid.

　　Of course, not all people in Jianghu are afraid. After all, not all people are here for revenge. Some people just want to ask if the Eight Arrays are in the hands of Jiang Jiutian, and some people just want to watch the fun. That's it.

　　For example, Abbot Xuanci brought the young monks to take revenge.The people of the line of sweeping monks in the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Shaolin Temple actually came out. Yes, it was the old man, who seemed to be an ordinary sweeping monk. He is now behind Abbot Xuanci.

　　Abbot Xuanci knew that this sweeping monk was definitely not a person who liked to join in the fun. Only the abbot was qualified to know his existence.Abbot Xuanci found that the floor-sweeping monk had been fascinated since he came here, which made Abbot Xuanci very puzzled.What the hell happened, it was the first time he saw this 870-year-old monk, especially when Jiang Jiutian arrived, abbot Xuanci found that the monk was not in a hurry, but the whole person started to panic. stand up.

　　"God monk, what the hell is going on?"

　　The sweeping monk is an old man who looks like he is dying. He is wearing a very ordinary monk's robe. On his old face, there are traces of wind and frost left over from endless years. Staring at Jiang Jiutian, his eyes are now extremely complicated, as if he is entangled in something?What do you seem to be afraid of?

　　Gradually, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching, and his breathing became rapid. Seeing the flustered appearance of the floor sweeping monk, Abbot Xuanci was very worried.Abbot Xuanci really did not understand why the Sweeping Monks became like this. You must know that not all Shaolin temples have Sweeping Monks, only the Shaolin Temples in the Northern Song Dynasty had them.

　　Most of the Sweeping Monks are highly skilled in martial arts, and their strength has almost reached the level of a great master.

　　Bei Qiaofeng, Nan Murong and so on are really far behind the sweeper, but how could the sweeper become like this now?

　　Abbot Xuanci found that no matter how much he asked, the floor-sweeping monk did not answer, which made Abbot Xuanci even more worried: "God monk, don't scare the old man, what's wrong with you?"

　　The sweeping monk did not speak, but his face became more and more ugly, and his breathing became more and more contradictory to his mind.

　　It was a sweeping monk, a shadowy memory he didn't want to recall, and he didn't even dare to recall.

　　Many, many years ago, this was the period of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, when the imperial court came out in great numbers.

　　When this region was still in troubled times, many martial arts masters and heroes were naturally born.

　　Murong Longcheng's own creation, Duan Siping's Yiyang, means that he has entered the first-rank stage at the age of [-], and has reached the level of today's Yideng Master when he has gray hair.

　　Xiaoyaozi is more able to control the wind at ease, and is admired and sought after by many people who think he is an immortal.

　　Zhao Kuangyin got advice from the old man Chen Chuan, and immediately his Coiling Dragon Stick was powerful in the world, he created his own Changquan, and thought he was invincible in the world.

　　then!

　　The sweeper still remembers studying everywhere.

　　From these people, I got some pointers.

　　He still remembered himself at that time and hoped that Xiaoyaozi could give pointers on his martial arts,

　　But Xiaoyaozi said that he was not free, so he made an appointment to fight with someone.

　　At that time, the young sweeper didn't know what was going on, so he went to have a look. As a result, he saw an incredible scene.

　　Murong Longcheng, Duan Siping, Xiaoyaozi, Zhao Kuangyin, the four great masters, actually made an appointment to fight one person at the same time.

　　At that time, the young sweeper thought that the four masters would definitely win, but he did not expect that one person to defeat the four masters.

　　At that time, the young sweeper still remembered that Zhao Kuangyin thought he was inferior, and said, "As expected of the leader of the Qinglong Club, I am definitely not an opponent."

　　At that time, the sweeping monk realized that that person was not someone else, but the leader of the dragon!

　　That face!

　　He remembered it deeply in his mind.

　　I thought!

　　This thing has just passed.

　　He also almost forgot about the sweeper.

　　However, I never imagined that the Dali Dynasty would be acquired by the Qinglong Association.

　　There is more news that the Dayuan Dynasty has been defeated by the Qinglong Association, and now the Dawu Dynasty is established.

　　From the sweeper's point of view, the descendant of the leader of the leader should also appear.

　　Otherwise, why did the Qinglong Association, which has been hidden all the time, suddenly act again?

　　This time, Abbot Xuanci is going to come out to take revenge.

　　Sweeping monk, I have been very worried! ! !

　　He was afraid that Abbot Xuanci, the descendant of the leader of the leader, would have an endless fight, but he never thought that he would see such a face again.

　　This is called the sweeping monk, and for a while, I felt uneasy in my heart.

　　This world is huge, and there are definitely many people with similar faces.

　　Now, the sweeping monk can only comfort himself like this.

　　...but something unexpected happened.

　　But looking at Jiang Jiutian, standing there quietly, with his hands behind his back, his fair, handsome face was somewhat indifferent, his eyes were very calm, with an indescribable calm, no sadness or joy.

　　The current pair of eyes swept across everyone's body one by one!Immediately, his eyes finally fell on the crowd of Shaolin Temple. He seemed to have seen an acquaintance. He was a little surprised and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to see an old friend here."

　　Perhaps feeling Jiang Jiutian's gaze, and hearing the word acquaintance, Abbot Xuanci felt a little unnatural, and said, "The poor monk and you are not acquaintances."

　　"I'm not talking about you, little monk."

　　Jiang Jiutian shook his head.

　　Abbot Xuanci was stunned again.

　　I am forty, fifty or sixty years old,

　　Jiang Jiutian, who was in his twenties, actually called himself a little monk?

　　How the hell did this happen?

　　Just when Abbot Xuanci was puzzled, he found that the monk's face turned pale, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, as if he had seen something unbelievable, the boss with a pair of eyes, full of fear.