Hidden Blade Chapter 84: My name is Guanglin Ghost

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The Xuanlong Bell will only be rang when an outsider breaks through the gate. It rang three times in a row, and the matter is obviously already extremely urgent.

The disciples on Chongju Peak also started to move at that time. No matter what they were doing before, but the Xuanlong bell rang, they were not allowed to temporarily put down what they were holding and rushed towards with their weapons. At the gate of the mountain.

The same goes for Xu Han and others.

It's just that Xu Han can't help but think secretly about who it is, and dare to break into Linglong Pavilion?

......

Mengliang, who has reached the prosperous town at the foot of Linglong Pavilion, sat next to the small teahouse in the town, and looked at the majestic mountain in the distance, with a sense of war ignited in his eyes.

I can see him soon.

He thought secretly in his heart, he was already a little uncontrollable, and he wished to lift the sword in his hand now and go to fight the man for three hundred rounds.

"Chen Xuanji is not Yue Chengpeng. You want to deal with him with your current cultivation base. It is most appropriate to take a rest for a day and go." A man in black beside him said calmly.

Meng Liang heard this and turned his head, his face suddenly filled with a charming smile.

"Senior said yes." He nodded repeatedly, and finally asked again: "Then the older generation thinks that I and Chen Xuanji are stronger and weaker?"

The man picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip, then glanced at the hippy smiling young man in front of him, "If I say you can't beat me, you would take me away from the mountain now?"

Mengliang's expression stagnated at that time.

The man in front of him and the girl next to him, Meng Liang felt very conflicted when walking with them at first, but they were forced by the other's lewdness.

But once again by chance, the man saw Mengliang who was practicing swordsmanship and made a few words at random, but Mengliang benefited a lot.

How exquisite is Mengliang's mind?

I soon realized that not only were these two people in front of them not troublesome, they were also very likely to be his great opportunity.

So he waited on the two carefully after that, and whenever he found an opportunity, he asked the man about kendo issues, and the man explained them all.

Men’s points are not necessarily believed, but they can always hit the key points, so that in the situation of more than half a month, Mengliang's improvement in kendo is extremely significant.

Mengliang didn't think that the man's kendo training was really better than his master, but secretly felt that it seemed that the man's understanding of kendo seemed more suitable for him.

So when he said that Mengliang was not Chen Xuanji's opponent, Mengliang would realize that just now.

"Naturally not." After a brief period of abnormality, Mengliang resumed his dangling appearance. "It's coming if I can't beat it. Naturally, I have to try it."

Although he looks like a hippie smile, how can the unwillingness in his words be concealed from the man and the girl with him?

"Since I want to beat him so much, then I will go up and cost his arms. You can go with him again. After the fight, you can drive us away from the mountain!" She slapped the girl with purple pupils on the table and stood up murderously.

Meng Liang heard the words and suddenly lost his soul.

He wouldn't think that the girl in front of him was joking. Because he couldn't control his eyes along the way, he was not less taken care of by this seemingly harmless girl. Later, he discovered that although the girl looked like she was fourteen or five years old, she was equal to a man and had an extremely close relationship. With the terrifying strength of the Lenovo girl, Meng Liang roughly came to the conclusion that this girl I'm afraid it's also a certain powerful person, but he has only cultivated certain methods, so he looks so young.

"Senior, no." He said hastily.

"Why?" the girl raised her brows and asked.

"This...this competition is fair. If you fold his arms, what's the point of this competition?"

"Hmph! You men are all this stinking problem." The girl muttered dissatisfiedly, but stared at the man beside her.

The man felt the girl's gaze, smiled, but didn't speak.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

At this moment, a heavy bell rang suddenly on the mountain top in the distance.

The people around all stopped their work at that time and looked up at the mountain, apparently a little inexplicable.

"This is?" Mengliang was also taken aback, wondering what happened.

"Xuanlong Bell." But the man stood up at that time with a solemn expression on his face, "Go and take a look."

After all, without getting Liang's consent, she led the girl towards Linglong Pavilion.

When Meng Liang saw this, he secretly slandered and didn't know who said he would go tomorrow, but this kind of thought naturally only existed in his heart, and his body was still very honest and took steps to keep up with the two.

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When Xu Han and the people came to the gate, the gate was already full of disciples from the three main peaks.

A faint smell of blood wafts between the mountain gates, and the roars from time to time in front of you indicate a fight, and even killings are taking place-->>, update the latest chapter of Tibetan front as soon as possible!

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With a soft sound, the long sword in Fang Ziyu's hand was unsheathed, and as the second senior sister on the heavy moment peak, she was bound to blame for the crime.

Xu Han and Song Yueming hurriedly followed when they saw this.

Since the enemy dared to commit such a blatant crime, he wouldn't be an ordinary character. Xu Han was afraid that Fang Ziyu would be injured by the opponent for a while.

Just wait until they come to the forefront of the battlefield, and the scene in front of them really makes them stunned.

More than a dozen of Xu Han’s personal disciples who could or could not name Xu Han took turns taking turns, and the object of their siege was indeed a child who looked no more than eleven or twelve. To be precise, he should be a little monk.

The little monk wore a white pleated coat. He was born with jade-faced red lips and star-eyed teeth. He was really cute.

He didn't do anything at all, but just propped up a golden barrier around his body. Those disciples who passed on from the heavy moment peak were hard to break through with all their strength. Instead, they were shaken by the recoil of the barrier. A lot of internal injuries.

The little monk didn't care about it. He looked at the people around with interest, took small steps, and walked slowly up the mountain.

Perhaps the strength displayed by this little monk was too weird, and those ordinary disciples were afraid to come forward to stop him when they saw it, so he could only let him go slowly.

Xu Han frowned at this moment. He also saw the unusualness of the little monk, but Fang Ziyu beside him had a violent temper. Seeing that the little monk was so presumptuous, she was about to move forward. . Xu Han was shocked. Although Fang Ziyu's strength was strong, only a dozen of his disciples could not get the slightest benefit from the siege. How could Fang Ziyu be his opponent.

Thinking about this, he would take action to stop Fang Ziyu, but this hand was only extended, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his right arm.

The pain came without warning, and his heart was piercing. Xu Han was unprepared. Under the stimulation of the pain, his head became groggy, and his body almost fell. Fortunately, Song Yueming's eye disease was about to help him with his hands. He was relieved of the embarrassment of falling to the ground.

It's just that because of this abnormality, he didn't have time to stop the Fang Ziyu who came forward, so the second senior sister walked in front of the crowd.

"Brother Xu, what's wrong with you?" Song Yueming also noticed something was wrong with Xu Han, so he asked with concern.

"Stop..." Xu Han was about to urge Song Yueming to stop the lower fish, only to speak, and the pain in his right arm intensified again. Dense sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead, and he couldn't say what he said when he reached his mouth.

Seeing a cold snort in his mouth, he couldn't help kneeling and sitting on the ground, his left hand was tightly over his right arm, and the expression on his face was painful.

The source of this pain.

Xu Han finally woke up at this moment. The majestic demon in his right arm seemed to be dragged by something and became restless. The medicinal power of the Great Wild Pill lies in that unknown thing. It seemed so vulnerable under the traction. The Demon Arm, which had already been suppressed, showed signs of eroding Xu Han's body at this moment.

Xu Han raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the little monk who was slowly moving forward.

For some reason, such an intuition was born in his mind.

He pulled the demon power in him.

......

At this time, Fang Ziyu finally came to the little monk, and the surrounding disciples saw Fang Ziyu's arrival, pushing away like a savior.

"Where is the evildoer, pretending to be a god, is this Linglong Pavilion a place where you can go wild?" The second senior sister was angry at that time, pointed out the sword, and drank it from her mouth.

When the little monk saw this, he actually stopped.

"I am not a demon, I am a monk." He looked at Fang Ziyu seriously and corrected Fang Ziyu's mistakes.

Fang Ziyu was stunned when she heard the words, she didn't expect that her anger would be exchanged for such a rhetoric.

"I care if you are a human or a demon. This is Linglong Pavilion, not a place where you can rush!" But after all, she didn't want to fall down in front of a little monk and drank again.

"I didn't rush, I've already told the doorman, but they won't let me in, I can only go by myself." The little monk responded as expected, still serious, just Even the brows were slightly frowned at that time~IndoMTL.com~ seemed very dissatisfied with Fang Ziyu's several slanders.

However, no matter how much the little monk said, he was vowed, but after all, this theory is a fallacy.

Fang Ziyu naturally understood this, but the expression on the little monk’s face clearly stated that she had no sense of her own rudeness. This made Fang Ziyu very uncomfortable, but she also understood that. It is not a wise thing for a monk to reason.

"Huh! A shameless man who speaks loudly, my Linglong Pavilion is not a place where you can come if you want."

After that, Fang Ziyu lost the interest in talking with her, she saw her toes point to the ground, the long sword in her hand lit up, and her body turned into a stream of rainbow straight towards the little monk at that time. Kill it.

But the little monk didn't care about Fang Ziyu's murderous blow.

He just stomped his feet a little irritated at that time, and said loudly in his still somewhat immature voice.

"I am not a shameless person!"

"My name is Guanglin Ghost!"