Master of the Worlds

Chapter 382 Let me introduce myself, my name is
Seeing Mu Feng and others disappearing, Sedum was stunned for a while.

They looked at each other with Xu Changqing, their eyes were full of puzzlement.

It stands to reason that killing the evil sword fairy should be effortless for Mufeng.

But with such little effort, why did the other party watch Xie Jianxian escape, leaving himself and others in a mess?
I don't understand, I really don't understand!
He shook his head speechlessly, but now, complaining is useless.

The problem has already emerged, and the most urgent task is to find a way to solve it.

They shook their heads helplessly, thinking that the Evil Sword Immortal might go back to harm Shushan after escaping. Everyone did not stay for long and turned around to return to the world through the Well of Gods and Demons.

However, just as he turned around, Jingtian suddenly felt as if he had stepped on something under his feet.

Subconsciously looking down, he found half of the pendant lying quietly under his feet.

"Huh? Isn't this Master bought the pendant from me? Why is it here?"

Talking to himself, Jingtian bent down to pick up the pendant and hung it on his waist.

He didn't think much about it, thinking that maybe Li Xiaoyao accidentally dropped it here just now.

Jing Tian picked up the pendant and was going to return it to Li Xiaoyao when he saw him again.

Seeing that Xu Changqing and the others had gone a long way, they immediately chased after them.

In the Holy World, not too long has passed since Mu Feng left the Holy World last time.

With the return of Mufeng, disciples from various worlds were summoned.

After getting acquainted with the new disciple, Mu Feng asked the other disciples to retreat, leaving only Fei Peng and Xi Yao to stay in the main hall with him.

outside the temple.

With the development of several years, the holy world is no longer deserted as before.

Every day, strong people from various worlds enter the holy world.

As the number of people increased, four large cities and twelve small cities expanded around the holy city.

And in the holy city, it became more and more prosperous.

The main street of the Holy City is the street opposite the Holy Master's Hall and the Wanhua Building.

The crowds are bustling, and there are stalls selling all kinds of natural materials, earth treasures, treasures, cheats, and enlightenment experiences everywhere on both sides of the street.

The din of haggling was endless.

After being kicked out by Mu Feng, some of the disciples returned to their rooms to practice in seclusion, and some returned to the world where they had experienced to continue their experience.

But Zhuzhu, Hong Yi, Xiao Yan, Lin Dong and Big Beard walked together on the main street of the Holy City.

"Tell me, why did Master leave the newly recruited junior sister and the iceberg alone?"

While walking, Zhuzhu habitually looked at the beautiful women passing by with his eyes, and asked casually with his mouth.

"do not know!"

Lin Dong's answer was very concise.

"Hong Yi, you have the most evil minds, I think Master must be plotting some little secret, why don't we go and eavesdrop on it together?"

Not paying attention to Lin Dong's answer, Zhuzhu's big piercing eyes narrowed into lewd squints, with a signature pig-like obscenity on his face.

"Piggy, do you know the origin of the name Sanlang?"

Looking at Zhuzhu who wanted to make a big news, Xiao Yan asked with admiration.

"You know, there are no more than three things? Based on the principle of doing nothing more than three times, if you don't kill yourself more than three times on the same thing, you seldom kill yourself!"

Zhuzhu answered with a stern tone.

How many years had he changed his name to Kuangzhu Sanlang? How could he not know the origin of his name?

Speaking of which, his name, Kuangzhu Sanlang, comes from a fellow Taoist named Kuangdao Sanlang.

It is said that fellow Taoist Three Waves was infected with the Ancient Three Waves Disease, which sounds interesting.

If there is a chance, Zhuzhu really doesn't mind explaining to that fellow Taoist Three Waves, and will go with that fellow Taoist Three Waves when the time comes.

Their six-wave combination is absolutely capable of traversing all heavens and realms, and will never die.

By the way, it is said that there is also a fellow Taoist named Hanluo named Shiqilang. If the three of them combine, they can form the 23rd Lang Army.

Once the 23rd wave army comes out, it will be invincible.

Just when Zhuzhu was thinking about the future, he joined forces with many fellow Taoists such as Three Waves, Four Waves, Five Waves, and even Seventeen Waves to study the way of death, Xiao Yan's leisurely voice rang in his ears.

"No, pig, you misunderstood me.

What I want to say is that before I traveled to the small world of the sky, there was a saying on the Internet of the world where I was, called: If you don’t die, you won’t die! "

Zhuzhu: "." So, you are telling me that if you really do this death, it may not take three times to be completely dead?

For a moment, Zhuzhu suddenly had the urge to cry.

As an existence infected with the ancient Sanlang disease, dying has become an indispensable part of his life.

He finally discovered a seemingly interesting idea of ​​committing suicide, but now someone actually warned him not to commit suicide.

What's the point of being a pig if you don't want to die?
"Hey! It's risky to die, you need to be cautious when entering the industry!
Fortunately, at the beginning I took the road of pretense, and pretense was always with me like the wind.

The road to show off is a smooth road! "

Shaking his head, Hong Yi stretched out the fan in his hand, with the posture of a handsome and peerless handsome man, which attracted the sideways glances of several little girls brought by the elders around him, with secret glances in their eyes from time to time.

Piggy: "."

At this moment, can I say one thing: Don't pretend to be forceful, you are your own!
Just when several disciples were chatting and laughing as they walked on the main street of the holy city, suddenly, there was a loud noise in their ears.

next moment.

"Oh!"

There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Following the prestige, I saw a young man in black, sticking to the wall of the street in the shape of "big".

Under the gaze of everyone, the young man in black slid down the wall little by little.

There was another "bang" sound, and the young man in black completed the switch from wall sticker to floor sticker.

"Hmph! How dare you visit brothels without money?
Next time you let me see you, I will break three of your legs! "

After a rough curse, there was a "bang" sound of the window closing.

Whether it's Hong Yi or Zhuzhu, you can tell by that voice.

He dared to speak so wildly on the main street of the Holy City and roared like a lion from the east of the river without paying any attention to his image.

Who else could there be besides Hua Jiuniang, the housekeeper of Wanhualou opposite.

Hua Jiuniang lives up to her name.

Dressed in fancy clothes and wearing rouge and gouache, her whole person exudes the temperament of a transvestite.

But it is undeniable that, from a physiological point of view, he is indeed a man.

As the chief steward of Wanhualou, Hua Jiuniang has the strength, the strength of the Venerable Dao, and there are few enemies in the world.

He has a temper, and anyone who dares to tease Bawang's sister by drinking Bawang wine in Wanhualou will have three legs broken by him and thrown out.

Pseudo-mother temperament, bad temper, abnormal strength.

Taken together, it constitutes the background of Hua Jiuniang's current notoriety.

However, what puzzled Zhuzhu and the others was that this time, listening to what Hua Jiuniang said, it seemed that after someone drank Bawang wine and flirted with Bawangmei in Wanhualou, he didn't break three legs. Just threw it out.

Who is it, what is its identity and what is its origin, who can make the notorious Hua Jiuniang show mercy?
With three parts of curiosity, three parts of anticipation, and four parts of gloating, the five of them looked at the man in black at the same time.

With just one glance, everyone seemed to see a peerless sharp gun lying on the ground.

A world-shattering gun light, as if it was enough to tear the starry sky and destroy the world, made people unable to look directly at it.

Good guy, he is a peerless master of the gun. Judging by his aura, he is at least a venerable existence.

Moreover, those who can exude this kind of peerless spear light must be born with spear bones, top talent among spear practitioners.

While making this kind of judgment in their hearts, the eyes of Zhuzhu and the others finally saw the man in black lying on the ground in a large font clearly and clearly.

After seeing it clearly, everyone couldn't help being stunned for a while, the five mouths opened wide, and they forgot to close them for a long time.

The man was dressed in black, with delicate features. He didn't look like a spear master, but a refined swordsman.

And the reason why several people were stunned was not that the man's elegant temperament was completely inconsistent with that of a spear practitioner.

Instead, what the man held tightly in his hand was that long knife with a black sheath!

Long. Long knife!

At this moment, the five people, including Big Beard, had a common idea in their minds.

We, there are five sentences that MMP does not know whether to say or not to say.

You are a seedling who is born with spear bones and a peerless spear master. Instead of practicing spears, you actually play with knives?

Are you out of your mind?

"Fellow daoists, why are you looking at me like this?"

Just when Zhuzhu couldn't help but want to ask, "Brother, have your brains been fucked by a pig?", the young man in black also saw the stunned expressions of the five people.

Subconsciously clenching the long black sheath sword in his hand, the man in black asked with some caution.

"Oh, this brother is right, the five of my seniors are just curious, who is it that can keep their three legs in the hands of the notorious Hua Jiuniang.

After drinking Bawang's wine and teasing Bawang's sister in Wanhualou, he was able to retreat unscathed. "

Naturally, it was impossible for Zhuzhu to ask that sentence that was obviously suspected of death.

Taking a step forward, Hong Yi spoke first and poured a large basin of foot-washing water on Zhuzhu's burning soul seeking death.

Piggy: "." Can you make people die happily?

Hearing Hong Yi's words, the young man in black subconsciously showed a trace of shame.

"What do you mean by escaping unscathed? You were thrown out of the window by that tigress or that fake tigress.

I believe that if it weren't for the face of the old guys in my family, I don't know how many years I need to recuperate these three legs! "

Shaking his head with a wry smile, the young man in black got up from the ground.

"Oh, yes, I forgot to introduce.

I am Di Hanying, a direct pure-blood descendant of the No. 19 Sword Immortal, known as the No. [-] Sword Immortal! "

As soon as the words fell, the scene was completely silent.

Confused!
These two large characters almost occupied the entire faces of Zhuzhu Hong Yi, Lin Dong, Xiao Yan, and even the five bearded people.

what?
What did he just say his name was?
No.19 Sword Immortal?
Are you sure you are right?Are you sure you didn't report the wrong name?Are you sure it's not the No. 19 Sword Saint?
Born with spear bones, with full spear talent, he practiced sword skills, and a black sheathed long knife in his hand made people shudder.

Now what the hell are you telling me you're a No.19 Sword Immortal?

It is agreed that there is only a wrong name, but no wrong nickname?
This kind of law of the rivers and lakes that has never made mistakes since the beginning of the rivers and lakes, just let you eat it?
At this moment, looking at this guy who is known as the No. 19 Sword Immortal in the lineage of Sword Immortals, countless broken thoughts welled up in everyone's hearts.

(End of this chapter)