Tianfenbao

Chapter 465 What is the moon?
"I, this little brother's fellow countryman, just arrived in your place for the first time today." Yang Xin said with a smile, and then, Yang Xin's tone became condensed, "As for what kind of skill this is, are you deaf? Didn't you hear me? Did you call out your name before calling?!"

"My name is Wang Jinglue. I first met at the age of four, I could feel it at the age of six, I was not confused at the age of 11, I entered Dongxuan at the age of 16, and it took me more than ten years to climb from the lower rank of Dongxuan to the upper rank of Dongxuan. No one has ever dared to speak in such a tone, you are the first!" Wang Jinglue narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Xin fiercely.

Yang Xin didn't look at Wang Jinglue at all, but looked at Ning Que, "Little brother, I don't know when you came here, but before I came here, there was a saying in our hometown: you can Just don't compare yourself."

Ning Que blinked his eyes, and in just a blink of an eye, he lost Yang Xin's figure. Yang Xin had appeared ten feet away, and Wang Jinglue, who was known as invincible under his fate, was being kicked by Yang Xin. Like a dead dog, he was pressed to the ground and kicked hard.

"Are you a four-year-old acquaintance, a six-year-old perception, an 11-year-old who is not confused, and a 16-year-old Dongxuan? You are still invincible? Are you surprised or surprised?" He swung one of his legs vigorously, and the ground made a "crack~clap~" sound when he swung it.

"Is this an illusion?" Ning Que found more and more that this world is too ridiculous. He said that he was invincible under his fate. Now he was beaten like a dead dog with its spine removed, and he didn't even have the chance to scream... …

"Enough!" came a voice.

Accompanied by this sound, the entire Chunfeng Pavilion seemed to become another world, and all the raindrops falling from the night sky turned into sharp and irresistible knives!These small knives rushed towards Yang Xin like a tsunami, and at the moment when they hit Yang Xin, the knives transformed from rainwater stopped with a "咻~", changing from extreme movement to extreme stop.

At the same time, a tall and thin old man appeared in Yang Xin's sight. This man was wearing a dirty Taoist robe. There were countless oil stains and dirt on the robe. With long beards, he looked extremely obscene and obscene, and he didn't look like an outsider at all.

"Who are you?" Yang Xin asked carelessly, as if turning a blind eye to the rain knives all over the sky.

"I am Yan Se, a famous talisman teacher. I use the streets as the base and rainwater as the ink. What do you think about my well?" The visitor looked at Yang Xin with a smile, but his eyes were shining .

"That's it?" Yang Xin twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a touch of mockery, "What do you think of my trick of Kanglong Yougui?"

After Yang Xin finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped out a record of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Special effects, still special effects.

It's just that the special effect of this palm is not the special effect of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms used by Huang Rihua's version of Guo Jing, but the special effect of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms used by Huang Rihua's version of Qiao Feng.

A golden dragon shot out, the well symbol was shattered, and the rain knife disappeared without a trace in an instant.In front of Yang Xin, rain is always just rain and cannot be turned into a knife, otherwise the person in front of him can get rich by selling knives.

"Who the hell are you?" Yan Se's face turned serious.As the world's number one talisman master, Yan Se has considerable confidence in her own hash symbols, and she can easily break her own hash symbols, so she doesn't think of anyone other than her master.

However, tonight, the person in front of him, the person in front of him smashed the hashtag that he spent half a day carving with his palm.

"Since you asked sincerely, I will tell you mercifully that I am actually the descendant of the Condor Shooting Heroes, the invincible master of the East, and the failure of the West." Yang Xin said solemnly.

"Brother, don't make trouble." Ning Quehe ran towards Xiaoshu.

"Master Yan." Chao Xiaoshu saluted Yan Se respectfully. At the same time, he had a new assessment of Yang Xin's strength in his heart. Ning Que, a fellow countryman, easily beat Wang Jinglue and confronted the first god head-on. The existence of the talisman master Yan Se.

After tonight's battle, Yang Xin might appear in the eyes of various forces.

"One of our own?" Yang Xin glanced at Ning Que.

Ning Que glanced at Chao Xiaoshu, and seeing Chao Xiaoshu nodded slightly, Ning Que then said, "Brother, one of my own."

Yang Xin nodded, and with a move, Ming Yanwei teleported to Yang Xin's side in an instant.

Yan Se's pupils shrank, and at the same time, she was startled. This was another person whose strength was comparable to her own.

"Since everyone is our own, can you spare Wang Jinglue's life for the sake of this old man? Wang Jinglue is not an enemy in the true sense, he is also following orders. Wang Jinglue has already stood on the threshold of the realm of fate at a young age. Rare, he is a genius, and I, Datang, cannot lose this genius because of internal strife, after all, the Tang Dynasty is surrounded by enemies." Yan Se said.

Of course, Yang Xin has nothing to do, everything he does is to better cut into this world.

"Why don't you thank this gentleman for not killing me?" Yan Se looked at Wang Jinglue fiercely, "Don't go back to the prince's palace. Go to the front line and serve for three years to atone for your sins."

Wang Jinglue hurriedly struggled to salute Yang Xin and Yan Se, turned his head and left after saluting, and went straight to the front line.

The fierce battle on a rainy night at the Spring Breeze Pavilion ended, Yang Xin and Ming Yan Weishou Ning Que made an appointment, and went back to the old pen studio in Lane 47 together, Chao Xiaoshu went back to his home alone, but Yan Se did not return, but followed Yang Xin shamelessly a group of people.

On the way back to Lane 47, Ning Que hesitated to speak.

"Little brother, if you have anything to say, just say it, don't hesitate." Yang Xin said jokingly.

"Are the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms really that powerful? As far as I know, although the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are the most powerful and powerful palms in the world, and they are powerful and powerful, they are after all the skills of the martial arts world, but here But it is the world of practitioners." Ning Que asked.

"Well, little brother, style and size! Whether this set of palms is strong or not depends on who uses them. If it is used in Guo Jing's hands, it will be at the peak of the day after tomorrow. But in my hands, let him be a monster. I will destroy it with one palm." Yang Xin said domineeringly.

"Well, can I learn?" Ning Que stared at Yang Xin with an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

"Of course you can! Young man, I see that your skeleton is very strange, and you are a unique martial arts genius. I will entrust you with the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon. It is up to you to maintain world peace!" Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" was filmed by Ning Que.

Ning Que quickly put it away, and excitedly brought Yang Xin, Yan Mingwei and Yan Se back to the old brush studio. If it wasn't for Yan Se, a native of this world, to follow, Ning Que would have let go of the long conversation with Yang Xin.

"This world is so strange that there is no moon." Ming Yanwei murmured looking up at the starry sky.

"Yeah, it's very strange. This is the world controlled by Wu Tian, ​​and there is no moon." Ning Que said. Ning Que, who has not stepped into the practice, knows very little about this world.

Yan Se listened carefully, and quickly asked: "What is the moon?"

(End of this chapter)