Sword Conquering Novoland/C230 The Wind Is the Rain
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C230 The Wind Is the Rain

But now, Mi Ouping felt that he had become someone who lacked love even more.

This was because the Golden Thread Worm Whip, which he had always been fond of, had been destroyed by Zhang Jingxuan with a single strike.

If it was only cut into a few pieces, even if it was chopped into pieces, he would still have a way to nurture them. However, Zhang Jingxuan's attack was too ruthless. The ice palm could freeze water into ice in an instant. After lowering the temperature to an extremely low level, the water in the Gold Threaded Worm's body instantly condensed into ice. With a sweep of the palm, it turned into ice chips that rolled down the soil. It had been reborn. It would probably be impossible to recover again.

Mi Ouping had already turned the raging anger into a deep hatred. He had also turned the deep hatred into a deep anger, waiting to vent it all on this opponent who did not care about him at all.

"This must be the legendary Cult Master Zhang, Little Ke Mi Ouping. This is my grandfather, Mi Huawei. My friends in the martial arts world have given our grandsons and grandsons some reputation. He is called the honest and honest man. Today, I would like to borrow this name to ask Cult Master Zhang. Did anyone say anything to you? That is, you owe me a lot, beat me up! "

"Eh? I didn't realize that you, Xiao Mi, actually know quite a bit about the industry. That's right, that's right. What you said is right. Although it might not be much to say it directly, but there seems to be quite a number of people who use their eyes to express these words. What do you think? "

"Of course. You are honest and honest. Since I feel that you deserve a beating, I will definitely beat you up so that you will know the consequences of offending the people of Mi family!"

" Oh? Great aura, domineering aura, there is indeed a domineering aura!" He sounded like he was speaking the truth, but why did the word "tyrant" sound so flat?

" But... "Pay attention, as expected, there was indeed a turning point, right?

"There are many people who want to beat me up. Who do you think you are!?"

Mi Ouping felt that there was no need for him to continue talking nonsense with this fellow. If he spoke a few more words, his mood that he had finally calmed down would probably be unable to restrain his anger.

He raised his hand and was about to throw the remaining bare jade whip in his hand towards Zhang Jingxuan. Perhaps that was the signal for the two of them to attack together. This time, Xie Yuanbin had his eyes fixed on Mi Huawei. He couldn't give his opponent the chance to attack Zhang Jingxuan together.

Just as Mi Ouping was about to attack, Zhang Jingxuan moved first.

Zhang Jingxuan moved, but he didn't attack Mi Ouping or Mi Huawei. Instead, he cupped his hands towards a tree about 30 meters away.

"May I ask which expert has arrived? Please show yourself."

Seeing Zhang Jingxuan's action, Mi Ouping temporarily stopped and paid attention to the tree.

In the end, everyone waited for a while, but the tree remained silent and did not move at all. Under the eyes of everyone, although the Wutong tree was full of branches and leaves, it was impossible to find a person hiding under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes. That was simply a fantasy.

Mi Ouping gritted his teeth and thought to himself that this fellow was full of tricks. It seemed like he had been tricked once again. Looking at his expression and expression, it was extremely realistic. When he saw that no one had appeared, he furrowed his brows. It was a pity that he didn't want to be an actor.

If his opponent had attacked him while he was distracted, perhaps he would have taken the initiative to attack. However, this fellow was pretending to be mysterious. It should be because he was afraid of him. Hmph, I'll let you know immediately what it means to be unable to bear the consequences.

Mi Ouping raised his Zhen Qi and was about to attack again when he saw Zhang Jingxuan relaxing his tightly knitted brows. Smiling slightly, he cupped his fists towards a big fir tree in the opposite direction of the big tree and said, "Haha, I was almost fooled by you. This is the legendary 'Listening to the Wind is Rain' divine skill. Sound is always transmitted to the opposite direction. Sir, please come out and meet me. "

What 'Listening to the Wind is Rain'? This guy was addicted to lying. Mi Ouping gave him a hint. He gave Mi Huawei a signal, telling the two of them to attack Zhang Jingxuan. The remaining white jade whip in his hand was ready to attack Zhang Jingxuan. It was true that it was used to stop Xie Yuanbin. As for Lee Huanqing, it was not in his consideration at all.

Never would he have thought that just as he was about to attack, a voice really came from the big fir tree.

"I never thought that you would find out about this. I came early and hid behind the tree all along, not even showing my head to take a look. Sigh. It's a pity that I couldn't hold back my laughter just now. Maybe it was because I was short of breath that you found out. What a loss! "

As the voice rang out, a stalwart figure appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye. Mi Ouping, on the other hand, had seen his poor son, and had yet to distinguish between friend and foe. He had no choice but to withdraw his attack once again. However, he felt really sad in his heart. The baby Mi felt bitter in her heart, but there was no way to f * cking say it.

Looking at the person who came, he was half a head taller than Zhang Jingxuan, who wasn't short at all. Looking at his shoulder, it was also half a head wider than Zhang Jingxuan's shoulder. The real thing was that he had a strong back and an ape's waist. His figure was so good that it was dazzling. But looking at his appearance, he was only an ordinary person. His thick eyebrows and big eyes looked honest and honest, and he was not old at all. At most, he would not be more than twenty-five years old. He was wearing a gray robe with a long sword hanging from his waist. Other than his outstanding figure, there didn't seem to be anything special about him.

However, everyone was staring at a part of his body with a surprised expression on their faces.

The man didn't pay attention to the others' gazes. The moment he landed on the ground, he looked at Mi Ouping. He pointed at Zhang Jingxuan with one hand and said, "There are many people who want to beat him up. Who do you think you are?"

His voice and voice were mimicking Zhang Jingxuan's appearance. It was actually very vivid and lifelike.

As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone else could react, he laughed as if he had encountered something ridiculous.

Everyone was at a loss whether to laugh or to cry, and the one who was especially embarrassed was naturally Mi Ouping. If it wasn't for the fact that they were intimidated by his identity, they would have already attacked him.

Everyone was shocked by the same thing. The sword and sword tassel that this young man was wearing were mixed in several colors. When they looked closely, they found that one, two, three or four, five or six colors were actually six colors.

One should know that the color of the sword tassel in the Ye family of South Sea represented this young man's achievement. For many years, the highest level of sword tassel in the Ye family was the six-colored sword tassel.

Back then, the one who used the sword to intimidate the Wudang was also the six-colored sword tassel, Ye Feilin. It could be said that... There were only a few disciples of each generation of the six-colored sword tassel in the Ye family, but each and every one of them had become a legend in the martial world. If there were a few more of them, the Ye family would have already unified the Pugilistic World. They would become the Alliance Master of the Pugilistic World.

No one would have thought that a person with a six-colored sword tassel would appear in this tiny nameless valley, and it was such a young man.

On this day, Mi Ouping could no longer remember how many times he had been mocked and ridiculed. There was always a limit to everything. He was nothing more than a little handsome. Could this be the reason why everyone pointed the spearhead at him?

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