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Chapter 79: : Qingzhou ancient city, set up a sword stand

   Su Changyu was a little confused.

   He suddenly found that Ye Ping's figure was missing.

   Su Changyu was stunned for a while.

   "Where is the donor Ye?"

   Konghai also had some curiosity. He stared at his surroundings, but he didn't find Ye Ping.

   over!

   over!

   over!

   Ye Ping is missing?

   Su Changyu was stupid.

   If Ye Ping disappears, he feels that he will be skinned by the Taoist man.

   No, it's not just about peeling the skin, Su Changyu even felt that the Zongmen would not let him go.

   Ye Ping, Junior Brother Ye, where have you been?

   Brother teaches you the supreme kendo, come back quickly.

   Su Changyu's mood fell to the extreme, he didn't know what to say.

   Feeling Su Changyu's silence, Kukai couldn't help speaking slowly.

   "I observe the nature of the leaf donor, Jiren, and obviously will not encounter any danger. Don't worry about the donor Su."

   He comforted Su Changyu.

   And Su Changyu couldn't help taking a deep breath and said, "Master Konghai, can you accompany me to find the younger brother."

   Su Changyu said, he knew he couldn't panic now, he had to stabilize his mind.

   But Su Changyu was more worried. If something happened to Ye Ping, no matter what Taihua Taoist did to him, Su Changyu would not let him go.

   Regardless of whether Ye Ping is a genius or not, the only thing he knows is that Ye Ping is his junior, and he naturally doesn't want his junior to have an accident.

"Great."

   Kukai directly agreed.

   "Changyu, thank you Master."

   Su Changyu stayed in his mind, and then he spied his surroundings, trying to find the whereabouts of Ye Ping based on his footprints or traces.

   Just like that, the two figures gradually disappeared.

   And this moment.

   Thousands of miles away in the ancient city of Qingzhou, a major event also happened.

   With the arrival of the Qingzhou Kendo Conference, many monks gathered in the entire Qingzhou ancient city.

   Businessmen, spectators, and gamers make the ancient city of Qingzhou overcrowded.

   The east gate of the ancient city has a priority channel specially provided for participating disciples. All disciples who sign up for the competition can use the priority channel to avoid delaying the competition.

   is right at Dongchengmen.

   There was a young man standing on the sword stand, meeting friends with his sword.

   This kind of behavior, almost every Qingzhou Kendo Conference, someone will do it. First, when the competition is approaching, use swords to meet friends and warm up in advance.

  Secondly, I will increase my prestige.

   After all, the rules for setting up the sword stand are very strict. If you stand on the sword stand, you must respond to the battle, and you can't refuse or rest.

   In other words, allowing wheel warfare and fighting for ten consecutive victories can obtain special rewards from the ancient city of Qingzhou.

   After all, he can win ten games in a row.

   So outside Qingzhou City, once someone sets up the sword stand, it will surely attract many people to watch.

   But this time is different.

   Someone set up a sword stand in the passage.

   has a very simple meaning.

   Only if you win him, you can go this way, if you don't win, you can only go another way.

   This aroused countless monks onlookers.

   Setting up sword stands and setting up passages, this kind of behavior is simply rare.

   You must know that the passage of Qingzhou Ancient City is directly connected to the ancient city street. As long as you walk through this passage, you will inevitably receive a lot of attention.

   How many young people don’t like to pretend to beep?

   But the passage was blocked, which also angered many monks.

   is just what shocked the Qingzhou monks.

   This young man seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his swordsmanship is extremely strong. He fought hard and fiercely in 36 games, without a single defeat.

   Suddenly, the ancient city boiled up and down, and the water blocked inside and out could not leak out, so I barely left a way for the latecomers to challenge.

   Just a quarter of an hour ago, Qingzhou ancient city finally came to a master of swordsmanship.

   from the Four Thunder Sword Sect.

   The first swordsman of Qingzhou Junjie.

   There are countless topics for a while, attracting a lot of attention.

   Dongchengkou.

   Tens of thousands of monks formed a human wall, and there were thousands of figures in the sky, driving flying swords, watching the battle.

   "Four Thunder Sword Sect, Wang Jian, please enlighten me."

   the gate of the city.

  Wang Jian wore a four-thunder sword sect robe and held a silver flying sword in his hand, staring at the young man in front of him with piercing eyes.

   This boy, who looks like seventeen or eighteen, looks handsome, but there is always a coldness between his eyebrows.

   wore a starry night robe, dark but not thick, a little bit starry, looking very aloof.

   is not like Su Changyu's aloofness, Su Changyu's aloofness is the kind of loneliness of a peerless expert, and this young man's aloofness is that kind of indifferent arrogance, like the world, everything in his eyes is nothing but that.

   The young man didn't speak, but took out the long sword indifferently.

   In an instant, Wang Jian couldn't help frowning.

   But in the end, he didn't speak, and made a move.

   Boom!

   Thunder sounded.

  Wang Jian's sword power was thunderous, and the four thunder swordsmanship was used. Without any hesitation, the powerful sword power turned into a thunderous explosion.

  锵!

   Just for a moment, the young man immediately took out his sword, and a terrifying sword appeared, as if the night was coming.

  噗!

   The two flying swords collided, and Wang Jian was knocked into the air, and the flying sword in his hand was also released.

   was defeated.

   He lost directly.

   One face, and then lose.

   At this moment, the audience is silent.

   Tens of thousands of monks watched this scene in shock.

  Wang Jian is a well-known kendo master in Qingzhou. He was taught by a certain elder of the Four Thunder Sword Sect. That elder was the number one existence in Qingzhou kendo.

   What I didn't expect was that I couldn't stand up to a single face.

  Don't talk about them.

   At this moment, Wang Jian was also stunned. He knew that the young man in front of him was very strong, but what he didn't expect was that he couldn't even take the opponent's move.

   This is a bit outrageous.

   "Four Thunder Sword Sect, but so."

   Winning against Wang Jian, the boy didn't have any pride or happiness. On the contrary, his eyes were full of emptiness.

   There is no contempt in these words, but a kind of emotion from the heart.

   All of them were silent for a while.

   A pair of eyes full of envy and jealousy fell on the boy.

   The male cultivator is full of jealousy, while the female cultivators have peach blossoms in their eyes one by one, looking at the young man. Unfortunately, they don't know what his name is. Otherwise, some women will shout out.

   "Huh, what do you pull, isn't it just a sword skill?"

   "Yes, it's so arrogant, it's still four thunder swordsman but it's like this, what's the great thing about bullying a disciple, and has the ability to fight Senior Four Seasons."

   "That's right, why are young people so crazy nowadays?"

   "No, no, no one thinks this is handsome, right?"

   There was a voice, and couldn't help but sneer.

   But soon, there were other voices.

   "To be honest, isn't it handsome?"

   "There is one thing to say, it's pretty handsome."

   "Isn't this handsome? Let you change him, can't you change it?"

   "I'm so sour."

   "Ma De, why did this kind of fierce man come to this Qingzhou Swordsman Conference? The outstanding disciple of the Four Thunder Sword Sect could not stop a move?"

   "It seems that this person will definitely win first place in Qingzhou."

   "Not necessarily, it is said that this Qingzhou Kendo Conference has mysterious rewards, and it is estimated that it has attracted many true hidden powers."

   The discussion sounded, most of them were male repairers, some were jealous of others.

   But soon, the female sister's voice sounded.

   "Wow, so handsome, this junior is really handsome."

   "Ohhhhhh, how come there is such a good-looking brother."

   "This little brother is my favorite model, ah, ah, ah, I can't stand it anymore, can the sisters help me ask him where he is from?"

   The female sister's voice sounded.

   For an instant, countless male repairs were even more jealous.

   That's it.

   In a blink of an eye, seven days passed.

   There is still less than 20 days before the Qingzhou Kendo Conference.

   Under the city gate, this young man has won a hundred games in a row~www.ltnovel.com~ and became famous in Qingzhou in one fell swoop, attracting masters from all sides to fight.

   At the same time.

   Linhe Ghost Tomb.

   Two figures shuttled among the ghost graves in Linhe.

   Su Changyu and Kong Hai have been searching for Ye Ping's whereabouts these days.

   I just searched for seven days, but I didn't find Ye Ping's whereabouts.

   This made Su Changyu feel more and more flustered.

   "Donor Su, do you find it strange."

   Kukai walked among the mountains, frowning and thinking about one thing.

   "Strange?"

   Su Changyu didn't think there was anything strange.

   "We walked in Linhe Ghost Tomb for seven days, but did not encounter a resentful soul, which is somewhat unreasonable."

   Kukai frowned.

   Linhe Ghost Tomb is full of lonely wild ghosts. Not to mention a lonely wild ghost, but I haven't encountered a lonely wild ghost for seven days.

   Isn’t that ridiculous?

   Hearing what Kukai said, Su Changyu couldn't help being surprised.

Yes.

   I haven't seen a resentful soul for seven consecutive days.

   Is this still Linhe Ghost Tomb?

  Ghost?

   are all dead?

   "Master think?"

   Su Changyu asked calmly.

   "The poor monk suspected that a new ghost king might have been born from the tomb of the ghost and swallowed all these ghosts."

   Kukai said so.

   Ghost King?

   Su Changyu's face changed.

   Just, not waiting for him to speak.

  Between abruptly, a miserable voice sounded.

   "Help!!! Help!!!"

   sounded, accompanied by two figures appearing.

  

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