MM Racing Chapter 308
Chapter 308
Jungnan Mountain!
It was dark, and the moon was rising.
A round round moon is not lacking, hanging on the side of the cliff peak, with the clouds rising and sinking, the light is uncertain.
Under the bright moon.
The Taoist palace of the Quanzhen Sect is brightly lit.
Suddenly.
The disciples of the sect were suddenly alarmed by the sound of a clear sword, and they poured out one after another.
Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping raised their heads.
I saw a sword light, flying from the sky.
In a blink of an eye, she came to the sky above the Quanzhen Sect, revealing her figure, and she was actually a woman who made the moon lose color and make the mountains and rivers dim.
She has long wind and sleeves, and her long sleeves are fluttering, like a fairy in the nine heavens, falling from the sky, beautiful.
She stood in mid-air.
Holding a sword in his hand, the body of the sword bloomed, buzzing and trembling, and the sound was non-stop.
Such a beauty made many Quanzhen disciples take away their eyes from them, revealing their obsession, and their hearts were fascinated.
"Who is she?"
"What a strong sword intent!"
"A female grandmaster?"
"Could it be the rumored one in the tomb of the living dead?"
Lin Chaoying's existence.
It is a secret to the Quanzhen disciples, but it is not a secret.
said that it was a secret because to most of the disciples, she and the Tomb Sect were like a divine dragon.
It's not a secret, it's because everyone has heard some rumors about her and the Tomb Sect.
"Zhao Wuxian, come out and fight!"
Lin Chaoying held a sword in his hand.
07's crisp and pleasant voice spread all over the world, making many people's faces change slightly.
"Humph!"
Lin Chaoying snorted coldly, raised his hand and rolled up his sleeves, the cold light was like snow, and the cold air was cold, and he slashed straight at Lu Guanying.
Lin Chaoying has a good background and is arrogant, but he is not a good temper.
Even Wang Chongyang, when he met her, he stayed away.
His apprentice is like a teacher.
Li Mochou's radical personality with clear love and hatred, nine times out of ten, was influenced by Lin Chaoying.
saw Lin Chaoying shoot directly.
Lu Guanying was taken aback.
He didn't have time to do it yet.
A breath of yin and cold, along with the sword qi, rushed to the face, invading the five internal organs.
The true yuan of the grandmaster is surging.
The smell is extremely cold.
Makes the joints dry, the muscles stiff, and the cold makes people shiver.
It seems that it has changed from the body of a young man to the body of an old man.
Not only him, but the [Divine Sword Guards] around him all seemed to be in a blizzard, and their movements slowed down.
What kind of martial arts is this?
Lu Guanying was shocked.
At this moment, Zhao Wuxian, Quanzhen Qizi and others walked out together and came to the outside of the hall.
Zhao Wuxian's eyes swept away.
Seeing Lin Chaoying, he paused slightly.
Lin Chaoying's appearance is like the reincarnation of Luoshen, with a long neck and a show, a bright and dewy appearance, bright eyes, and a beautiful appearance.
She has a slender figure, her black hair is as bright as satin, and there is a little bright red mole in the center of her eyebrows, which adds endless aura.
This kind of beauty should not appear in the world, it makes people feel unreal, just looking at the appearance, but it is a woman without a single flaw.
"Worthy of the Tomb Sect Patriarch!"
As Zhao Wuxian's voice sounded.
A warm warmth came out and swept through, dispelling the chill and allowing Lu Guanying and them to act.
"Pure Yang Internal Strength?"
Lin Chaoying's beautiful eyes fell on Zhao Wuxian, and he realized that he had abundant pure yang power in his body.
"You're Zhao Wuxian?"
Lin Chaoying squinted slightly, and looked at Zhao Wuxian.
It was a pair of starry eyes.
Secluded, quiet.
In his eyes, there is not only the perseverance that has been tempered thousands of times, but also the vastness of the universe and the galaxy, which is unforgettable.
The sky seemed to spin in his eyes, forming a black hole that engulfed everything.
What a strong Genshin!
Lin Chaoying's expression was slightly paused, aware of the danger, and instinctively avoided it.
"Senior Lin, King Jing is my honored guest of the Quanzhen Sect!"
Ma Yu said in a deep voice: "Master asked me to wait for the shrouded hospitality, and I hope you look at Master's face, don't mess around!"
"Humph!"
Lin Chaoying glanced at them and said, "Get out, what's your business? Your master is here, and he doesn't dare to talk like this!"
Lin Chaoying is very tough, what is the true seven sons, she doesn't look at it at all.
"Ugh!"
The people around were speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.
Quanzhen Seven Sons, how can you say that they are also famous figures on the rivers and lakes, right?
But now, he is being reprimanded like a junior?
Quan Zhenqizi's face changed, with a little anger, but he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.
They all knew that the relationship between Wang Chongyang and this female grandmaster was extraordinary.
Wang Chongyang wants to be here, and he may not dare to talk back to her.
The whole true sect up and down, seeing that the seven sons of the whole truth were silent, they didn't dare to speak, for fear of getting into trouble.
Lin Chaoying glanced at them disdainfully, and said: "There are teachers, there must be disciples, they are all a group of turtles with shrunken heads!" (read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
The long sword in her hand pointed at Zhao Wuxian and said, "I heard that you are the first person in the Great Song Dynasty now, do you dare to fight me?"
Zhao Wuxian blinked.
Lin Chaoying took the wrong medicine?
Come up and challenge him?
Zhao Wuxian was not sure how to respond.
"Haha!"
Joyful laughter rang out.
The laughter came from Huang Rong and Zhong Ling, who held their stomachs and laughed happily.
"Laughing at what?"
Lin Chaoying glanced at her, her appearance was extremely beautiful, her eyebrows were in her temples, but between the corners of her eyes, there was a faint layer of murderous aura.
Huang Rong said with a smile: "This senior Lin, have you always been so brave?"
Zhong Ling gave a thumbs up and said, "Yes, you are too powerful, you dare to challenge Master, admire, I really admire it!"
Lin Chaoying's face darkened.
What are these words?
"You don't need Lang Jun to make a move, I'm enough to beat you!"
Mu Wanqing stepped forward, and her words were cold.
Dressed in a black dress, her face is cold, and her temperament is even colder, like a piece of ice floe slowly brought by winter water.
When she stands in the middle of the field, it is the only scenery in the world.
Gentle, with its own steep spring cold.
Facing Lin Chaoying, an extremely sharp sword intent rose from his body, staring in all directions.
"Huh, Grandmaster!"
Lin Chaoying was shocked and looked at Mu Wanqing in disbelief.
"What?"
Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu and others smacked their tongues.
Zhao Zhijing, Yin Zhiping, and all true disciples were shocked.
Their pupils are constricted.
Looking at Mu Wanqing's gaze, it became particularly terrifying, as if he was looking at a monster.
"This princess, looking young, is already a grandmaster!"
O Grandmaster!
That's a realm they can't hope for!
Don't look at the Quanzhen Sect, there is a Wang Chongyang, but among the seven sons of Quanzhen, there is only Qiu Chuji.
And the three generations of disciples are even more useless, and the highest martial arts is Zhao Zhijing, who is now only the fourth realm of the day after tomorrow.
And what about Mu Wanqing?
Looking at the appearance of seventeen or eighteen years old, he has actually stepped into the realm of the grandmaster and become a martial arts giant in 073?
And such a grandmaster, but willingly, become one of the princesses?
Even Qiu Chuji, who had stayed in Jiangnan, was surprised.
He has overestimated the Jingwang Mansion enough.
Unexpectedly.
He's overestimated, underestimated.
"I'll be your opponent!"
Mu Wanqing stepped forward slowly.
Her hair was extremely black, her dress was extremely black, and her eyebrows were extremely black.
It seems to be painted in the heaviest and darkest ink.
That's what it means to be picturesque.
And at this moment, the ink flying between her long hair is not heavy.
It was the most obscure dome, the endless darkness of the night sky.
And between the strands of the hair of the Naman dance, it seems that the light of the stars in the sky can be reflected.
The depressing aura of the people's hearts is permeated, as if the black clouds are pressing down and the thunder is about to fall.
For the first time, Lin Chaoying showed a solemn expression, she could feel that the woman in front of her was extremely strong.
The other party is by no means a fist embroidered leg.
Zhao Wuxian's side, there is such a strong person?
But with Lin Chaoying's character, in the face of Mu Wanqing, he naturally would not flinch, shook his hand and drew a sword flower, and said, "Please take out the sword!"
Mu Wanqing didn't speak again.
She pulled out the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Bang bang.
Like a crane, more like a sword.
She pointed to her in front of her.
Immediately.
Between the fingers, a glimmer of light bloomed.
Like the sky and the clouds are blooming, the snow is bright and shining.
Obviously it was just a line that couldn't be thinner, but it was the first to grab people, and it pushed away with the momentum of splitting clouds and fog.
This is a sword that Mu Wanqing realized by herself, and it is infinitely powerful.