Battling Records of the Chosen One [The Prodigies War] MTL - Chapter 1501

[Chapter 1482 about the battle storm]

Accompanied by the voice, a slender woman in a black robe came from not far away.

Her skin is white and smooth, her star eyes are blurred, her red lips are like fire, and her long dark purple hair is casually twisted in a bun, revealing a snow-white gooseneck, especially her bumpy and hot body, exuding a thrilling temptation.

There was a hint of fear in Bihen’s eyes.

This enchanting and sexy woman, named Zhu Yingxue, came from the lineage of Zhulong in the ancient world of Yinjue, and was a first-class noble character.

It should be noted that in the ancient realm of Yinjue, the candle dragon lineage is a well-deserved imperial family, and the terrifying background is only a handful in the ancient realm of Yinjue.

And this Zhu Yingxue is a direct clan member of this lineage, with the terrifying cultivation of the Nine Tribulations Realm of Longevity, which is not much more conceited than Lang Qianheng.

Different from the ancient wasteland, the communication between the other eight domains is very frequent, even if they come from different domains, but Bihen has heard of the power of the candle dragon lineage.

Lang Qianheng frowned: “Zhu Yingxue, I don’t need you to intervene in my affairs.”

“The guy known as the Forest Demon God is the leading overlord of the ancient wilderness. My opponent, I also really want to give it a try, how capable he is.”

Zhu Yingxue smiled eloquently, her star eyes gleaming, revealing an astonishing charm.

A sharp look flashed across Lang Qianheng’s green pupils, “Why, are you still planning to fight me?” The

atmosphere suddenly became tense.

“Hey, don’t fight the two of you, don’t forget, this time we are coming to this ancient wasteland together. If we fight, I’m afraid we will be ridiculed.” A

lazy voice sounded, and a body was seen. Wearing gray clothes, carrying three swords on his back, the man who looked like a teenager walked swayingly.

His long hair was scribbled, and his body was a bronze-like cast iron color.

Carrying one sword is not surprising, but carrying three swords is unusual.

But whether it was Lang Qianheng or Zhu Yingxue, when they saw the lazy swordsman who looked like this young man, their eyes narrowed.

Wood picking stars!

A sword cultivator from the ancient region of Daluo. Under the appearance of being tired and sloppy, he actually has a cruel heart of killing.

The three swords behind it represent the three supreme inheritance of kendo.

Daluo Ancient Territory is the world of sword cultivators, and there are many kendo sects, and this Mu Zhaixing can stand out among the younger generation, and his own strength should not be underestimated.

Therefore, even Lang Qianheng and Zhu Yingxue did not dare to be careless when facing Mu Zhaixing.

“Our purpose here is very simple, the first is to negotiate a deal with the old monsters in the ancient wilderness, and the second is to test the depth of the younger generation of powerhouses in the ancient wilderness, for the upcoming battle of the Nine Regions. Get ready.”

Mu Zhaixing said with a smile, “Of course, I know that you all look down on the ancient wilderness, and think that the way to the top of this realm has been cut off for endless years, and it is impossible for any worthy opponent to emerge. ”

But now you all know that a few years ago, the top of the mountain came, and a group of talents who stepped on the top of the ancient wilderness emerged, which means that there may be more of us. A group of opponents.”

Speaking of this, he smiled again, “Well, someone else has embarked on the road of severance, although when it comes to overall strength, it is still far from being comparable to the powerhouses from the Eight Regions. But

after all… talk is better than nothing.”

“The opponent is too weak, but it’s very boring, isn’t it?”

Hearing this, Lang Qianheng couldn’t help frowning: “What are you trying to say?”

Mu Zhaixing sighed: “Not yet. Can you hear it? Those who should be despised can still be despised, but those who should be paid attention must also be paid attention to. This ancient desolate region…is not the same as before.”

“You can underestimate them and think that this ancient desolate region is not worthy of the other eight regions at all .

In comparison, but those who have set foot on the top of the ancient wilderness area should pay more attention to it.” After

that,

Mu Zhaixing took out a jug and raised his head to drink.

Lang Qianheng sneered: “These days, there are dozens of people in the ancient wilderness who have been defeated by me, and none of them can survive ten moves. You still remind me to let me pay attention to them?

” Showing deep disdain.

Mu Zhaixing smiled and said: “But your maid was defeated, and was forced to kneel in one step.”

In a word, it was like a face-to-face slap, Lang Qianheng’s face turned gloomy, and the face of Bihen next to him was even more ugly. extreme.

“Don’t mind, I don’t mean to be sarcastic.”

Mu Zhaixing still smiled brightly, shaking his head, “I just want to say that some of the really powerful top figures in the ancient wilderness, in addition to this Lin Xun, there are also Many did not appear, such as Shaohao, Ruowu, Yuan Fatian, Little Golden Winged Peng King, Bailongting…” Zhu

Yingxue, who was next to him, suddenly interjected: “You are wrong, Bailongting was defeated not long ago.”

Mu Zhaixing was startled.

, surprised and said: “Why didn’t I hear about it?”

Zhu Yingxue smiled charmingly and said in a judo way, “Because I defeated him, but unfortunately, there is a rule before the battle that the results of the battle cannot be publicized.”

Mu Zhaixing With a sigh, he smiled and said: “Are you afraid of losing face? You really want to suffer for face. If you are in the battlefield of the Nine Regions, you will not only lose face, but also lose your life.”

“So, you let me pay attention to this ancient wilderness. I really have no interest in those top figures, the weak are the weak, in the past years, the two battles of the Nine Regions, the ancient wilderness all ended in disastrous defeat.”

Zhu Yingxue said leisurely, “This time, It is destined to be no exception.”

Mu Zhaixing said with a smile: “Of course there can be no exceptions, the Eight Regions join forces, even if there are many top figures in this ancient wilderness, it is impossible to reverse the defeat. But…”

Speaking of this , Mu Zhaixing thought for a while, and said: “The defeat of the ancient wilderness is irreversible, but it is not good if it causes us too much loss.”

Lang Qianheng sneered: “Too much loss? Is it possible?”

Mu Zhaixing said: “Then let’s see if you will be Lin Xun’s opponent. Seriously, this person, Shaohao and Ruowu can be called the most powerful people in the ancient wilderness. Leaders, as long as you try their depth, you will know how much loss these opponents can cause us when the battle of the Nine Territories breaks out.”

“Hehe, that’s why I thought about fighting this person. , After all, for some time now, almost all of the other top figures in the ancient wilderness have been unable to retreat, or retreat, or dormant, or watch from the sidelines, but this Lin Xun has stood up.”

Zhu Yingxue said with a smile, “In that case, You should use him to make a knife! Think about it, a leader among the most powerful people in the ancient wilderness is about to be stepped on by me. This must be a wonderful feeling. For them in the ancient wilderness, it will be An extremely heavy blow.”

The more she spoke, the brighter her eyes became, with a feeling of eagerness to try, “In this case, when the battle of the Nine Regions comes, will they still have the courage to fight us?”

Lang Qianheng cold Humph: “Lin Xun is mine!”

Zhu Yingxue ruffled the hair from her ear, not giving an inch, and said slowly, “Whoever grabs it is whoever gets it.”

Mu Zhaixing, who saw this scene in his eyes, grinned, He suddenly said: “After a month, we will leave. If you want to deal with this person, you have to hurry up. When that time comes, I will personally come to watch the battle and see how you trampled this person under your feet. ”

After that, his figure flickered and floated away, the three swords behind him were very eye-catching.

“One month later, Lang Qianheng will have an appointment with Lin Xun on the Baiyujing

Soul Refinement Building!” On

this day, a piece of news came out, like a thunderbolt, which exploded over the ancient wilderness, causing the world to look at him.

“Is this to avenge his maidservant?”

“I still want to challenge Lin Moshen, and I am beyond my own power!”

“Bai Yujing? Tongtian Sword Sect is a thorn in the eye, but this Lang Qianheng put the battle location in Baiyujing, and his intentions are simply despicable!”

“Yes, although Lin Moshen is strong, he currently does not have the power to wrestle with the Tongtian Sword Sect alone. , how could you possibly challenge and go to Baiyujing?”

For a time, countless discussions and uproars sounded all over the ancient wasteland.

Even those ancient Taoist traditions were disturbed.

“Are these outsiders trying to take this opportunity to defeat Lin Xun and deal a heavy blow to the ancient wilderness cultivation world?”

“Whether he admits it or not, Lin Xun is after all the leading figure among the top figures. If he is here When the battle is defeated, the impact on the ancient wilderness is indeed too heavy, and it will most likely affect the morale in the battle of the Nine Territories!”

“I know that these foreign enemies are here, UU Kanshu www.sonicmtl.com no What a kind heart!” The

heated discussions were fermenting, and the eyes of the world also turned to Bai Yujing, and everyone was concerned.

Lin Xun, will you go to the appointment to fight?

When the news spread, Lin Xun walked into an ancient remote town.

It was drizzling in the sky, and beside the bluestone streets filled with the breath of time, tender white apricot flowers bloomed in the mist and rain, and pedestrians in twos and threes on the street shuttled through the row upon row of old buildings.

Walking into this city is like walking into a splashed ink landscape painting, giving people an ancient, quiet and quiet taste.

Lin Xun, dressed in a moon-white shirt with his hands behind his back, slowly paced the city with a relaxed mind, admiring the scenery he saw along the way.

He didn’t know that in the ancient wilderness, because of Lang Qianheng’s appointment, the world had already boiled.

“The cultivation of the three paths has all been completed, and the understanding of the great path has reached the end of the realm of ‘the rule of the Dao’…”

Lin Xun Jing felt his own situation, like a passer-by, strolling in the misty drizzle of ancient street.

“Although the martial arts cultivation base has been enlightened, if you become a saint, you should consider establishing an inheritance for yourself, creating and creating your own Taoism!”

Today, Lin Xun has many martial arts inheritances, such as Taixuan Sword Classic, Dayan The broken fingers, the six cuts of Tianyuan, the nine transformations of the dragon, the martial arts power in the Dazang Jingjing, etc.

Each martial arts inheritance has its own unique secrets, and its power is unpredictable.

Ke Lin Xun knew clearly that all those who have transcended attainments in the holy way have created their own way.

Create your own law with your own way!

This is the foundation of every person in the Holy Land.

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[End of this Chapter]