Nightwatcher Chapter 179: Xu 7’an vs. Cao Qingyang

　　 Three products?

　　 Cao Qingyang has been promoted to the third rank? !

　　 There was a "boom" in an uproar, and everyone's expressions were very wonderful. Dafeng Jianghu hasn't seen a third-class martial artist for many years.

　　 Although the Wulin League is known as the original old leader is still alive, no one has ever seen it. The old man of the same age as the country has been extinct for hundreds of years.

　　 Cao Qingyang is now promoted to the third rank, the momentum of the Wulin League will swell to the highest in history, and the Zhenbei King of the Dafeng imperial court just died some time ago...

　　 Does this mean that Jianghu Takeo is about to rise?

Will the pattern of 　　 Dafeng change as a result?

　　 The most exciting thing is the Wulin League forces, a Jianghu organization, with a third-rank support on the table, and it is a completely different concept from hiding behind the scenes.

　　The Dafeng court is also a Zhenbei king, and he has fallen away.

　　 Now, our leader Cao is also the third rank, what does this mean? It means that on the rivers and lakes, the Wulin League will keep its promises and become a force in the Central Plains second only to the court.

　　 After the death of the Zhenbei king, the court had only one supervisor. And the Wulin League, the new and old leaders, two third-ranks, it is not too much to call the second.

　　 "Is he already a third-grade..."

　　Xiao Yuenu has beautiful eyes with brilliant eyes, sincerely happy for the martial arts league, and sincerely admires the leader Cao Qingyang.

　　 She is one generation lower than Cao Qingyang. I remember that when my mother was the host, she once commented on this martial arts leader. Her talent is not top-notch, and her personality is not outstanding.

　　 If it were not for the unreasonable promotion of the former leader, it would be impossible for Cao Qingyang to become the leader of the martial arts.

　　 But after so many years, Cao Qingyang has proved himself with facts. He became the top three in the martial arts list early and aspired to the martial arts of Jianzhou, and now he is promoted to the third rank and has become one of the few in the martial arts system.

　　 "Is the leader actually promoted to the third rank?" Shenquan Gang leader Fu Jingmen couldn't hide his shock, his eyes widened.

　　 "In this way, the nine-color lotus flower is at your fingertips. With the leader's appreciation of Xu Yinluo, it will not hurt his life........In this way, we withdraw from the fight and lose a lot."

　　Mo Pavilion Master Yang Cuixue said regretfully.

　　 The two looked at each other and couldn't breathe in distress.

　　Since they opted out of their own accord, the Nine-Colored Lotus will not have the share of the two factions in the future.

　　 Fu Jingmen bit his teeth and hummed: "No, even if I'm shameless, I also ask the leader to forgive me."

　　 Yang Cuixue's face twitched, Fu Jingmen was younger than Cao's leader, and it was okay to be scornful. He was a generation older than Cao Qingyang. Although Jianghu respects strength, he also values ​​generation.

　　 He couldn't hold his face, but he felt very distressed.

　　Here is joy, and on the other side, in Yue’s Villa, the faces of the disciples of Tiandihui are as earthy.

　　 Just now, the confidence and passion that Xu Qi'an had built for them disappeared at this moment.

　　 "The sky does not give birth to me, Yang Qianhuan, I will be honored forever like a long night!"

　　Yang Qianhuan yelled, and controlled the crossbow artillery to aim at Cao Qingyang in a round of fire.

　　 This is his last stubbornness.

　　 Then, without even thinking about it, a teleport slipped away.

　　 "Boom boom boom!"

　　 Cao Qingyang raised his hand and swiped in front of him. A barrier made up of air appeared. The shells exploded and the crossbow arrows broke. Within three feet of him, he was calm.

The scene of 　　 made the crowds onlookers more and more sure that he was promoted to the third rank, and the fourth rank could not do so lightly.

　　 Cao Qingyang stepped into the battle slowly and walked in front of Nangong Qianrou, with a calm voice: "You are Wei Yuanyi's son. People with backgrounds are always different. I will give you a choice.

　　"If you let the road open, you won’t care about it. If you don’t let it go, life and death will meet each other."

　　 Cao Qingyang’s character is just like this, and he will speak out upright when he is afraid of the other's background.

　　 Nangong Qianrou glanced at him, her expression gloomy, and silent for a few seconds, he stepped aside.

　　Since the opponent is the third rank, there is no need to die. Furthermore, guarding lotus seeds is just a task, not a task that must be completed, and there is no need to fight for it.

　　 Cao Qingyang nodded slightly, and continued to go deep in the Moon Villa.

　　 The second level is sword formation!

　　The main liner, Chu Yuanzhen.

　　 The champion man wearing a blue shirt, stepped on his feet, looked at the approaching Cao Qingyang indifferently, not because he was a third-ranked man, or fearful.

　　"I only use one sword. After one sword, Ren Er enters and exits."

　　 Cao Qingyang heard the words, looked at the long sword behind him, and said: "Is the sword behind you?"

　　 "You are not qualified to let me make this sword." Chu Yuanzhen said lightly.

　　 "I see it."

　　 Cao Qingyang nodded. It was a sword of spirit, not qualified. It didn't refer to strength, but the wrong goal.

　　 "Then you are far behind." Cao Mengzhu added calmly.

　　 Chu Yuanzheng pointed like a sword, facing the sky, and in an instant, the sword aura filled the world.

　　 Cao Qingyang, who was in it, only felt that he was in a sword mountain and a sea. The ground under his feet, the sky above his head, and the air around him all turned into swords.

　　 This is sword power!

　　 Chu Yuanzhen stepped forward and handed his sword towards Cao Qingyang.

　　 He didn't have a sword in his hand, and he had never condensed things into a sword, but in Cao Qingyang's eyes, there was a majestic sword light that illuminates the world, with the powerful aura of Peimo, blasting out.

　　 This sword is handed over, and the world is killing intent.

　　 Cao Qingyang slowly clenched his fist, confronted Jianguang with a straight fist, and confronted the world with his own mighty power.

　　 Chu Yuanzhen’s "sword" cracked inch by inch in his fist, and the broken sword aura left a series of sword marks on the ground, either horizontally or vertically, or tilted or oblique...

　　 Looking closely, every sword mark implies a special "sword force." For the scattered people, every sword mark here is the top sword technique.

　　 If you can comprehend one or two, your cultivation level will surely rise.

　　 "I lost."

　　 Chu Yuanzhen's right hand trembled slightly, seemingly convulsive, and he reluctantly arched his hand to get out of the way.

　　 "Through the formation method, your sword is a fourth-rank martial artist, and you have to drink hate." Cao Qingyang spoke highly of it.

　　 He dusted his sleeves and continued to go deeper. After a short while, he saw Little Black Pirina in Southern Xinjiang.

　　"So this level is Li?" Cao Qingyang only glanced at her, and then saw through her Li Gu Clan.

　　 "I also only punched." Lina glared at him.

　　 "Fresh." Cao Qingyang smiled.

　　 Lina stopped talking, took a deep breath, and began to gather strength.

　　 Her chest was up and down slightly, and then violently ups and downs, and a gust of wind blew on the ground. Every time she breathed, she would cause an exaggerated air movement.

　　 An invisible force is blessed on her body, which is the increase of the historical formation.

　　 After a dozen breaths, her face began to flush, and her exposed skin such as her neck and arms was also stained with blood red, like cooked shrimp.

　　 bang bang, bang...,...Lina's heart is like a dense drum sound, continuous into pieces, replaced by an ordinary martial artist, her heart has long been overwhelmed and burst on the spot.

　　 Her blood is like a flood that bursts a bank, scouring her blood vessels, and her body is like a sleeping behemoth, recovering.

　　 A series of weird lines appeared on the surface of the skin, like tattoos, revealing a strange beauty.

　　 Click!

　　 The ground suddenly cracked, and Lina was like an arrow leaving the string. In the process, she clenched her fist, and the air seemed to be burst, making a dull loud noise.

　　 boom.........

　　 After many years, Xu Qi'an heard the roar of the supersonic fighter again.

　　 Lina's punch surpassed the speed of sound.

The sound of 　　 was only for a moment, and was replaced by a louder sound like a cannonball explosion.

　　 Although many people did not see this scene or could not catch it with the naked eye, they could use the sound changes to infer that the last explosion came from the collision of the two.

　　 The shock wave set off bluestone slabs, blowing all the surrounding houses, trees, rockery and other things, blowing them down, forming a circular zone with a diameter of more than ten meters.

　　In this circular area, there is only bare ground, and there is no more bluestone.

　　 Lina sat on the ground and panted, her right arm sagging weakly, and her entire arm, including her palm, was completely broken.

　　 Cao Qingyang shook his painful fist, and sighed: "Only by strength, the strength of Gu is unparalleled in the world."

　　 In the third level, he saw a burly monk standing with his hands folded, his faces bitter and deep.

　　 "Looking at you, it seems that you don't retreat? You want to fight with me too?" The purple robe leader said with a smile.

　　 He immediately looked around and found that the surrounding mist was shrouded in fog, which made it easy to lose direction.

　　"This seems to be a maze, and it does not increase your combat power." Cao Qingyang reminded: "You haven't even reached the fourth rank, are you afraid that I will slap you to death?"

　　 Hengyuan did not respond, and took a step back. The mist immediately swam around and swallowed him.

　　 A few seconds later, Cao Qingyang's auricle moved slightly and slapped towards the back left.

　　 In the muffled hum, Hengyuan emerged and staggered back. He introduced the mist again, and then appeared behind Cao Qingyang, but he was leaned back fiercely by the purple-clothed lord who had been aware of it, and flew straight out.

　　 never got up again.

　　 Cao Qingyang went on, penetrating the mist, and came to a courtyard, where the wind blew and the ghosts cried, and the phantoms that were not real enough swam in the air, making shrill noises.

　　 "You are not a third product."

　　While ten thousand ghosts are crying, Li Miaozhen stands in the air, silently looking down at Cao Qingyang.

　　 Her body seems to be real, but this is not the real body, but her yin god.

　　The Daomen are best at the spells in the primordial spirit domain, and even wizards who are also good at this domain must be better off.

　　 Takeo is known for his destructive power and physical skills. Although he has no shortcomings, he is not outstanding.

　　 This ten thousand ghost array is specifically designed to restrain the fourth-grade martial arts.

　　 "I am indeed a third-rank now, but the soul is still close to the third-rank." Cao Qingyang said calmly.

　　The essence and blood bestowed by the ancestors allowed him to experience the terrifying and powerful third-rank martial arts in a short time, but the soul still stayed in the original state.

　　 Li Miaozhen took out an imaginary mirror, and took a photo in the air. Cao Qingyang appeared in the mirror.

　　 She reached out her hand into the mirror, took the figure out, snapped her finger into a scarecrow.

　　 A series of undead pounced on the scarecrow, pressing its limbs and head.

　　 Li Miaozhen probed his hand and grabbed an imaginary awl from the void, about to pierce the scarecrow's eyebrows.

　　 Cao Qingyang's vitality shook, and the scarecrow exploded fiercely, exploding the undead that was pressing on him into powder.

　　 Li Miaozhen held his head high, and suddenly screamed.

　　 In the formation, the dense ghosts also raised their heads and screamed bitterly.

　　 The invisible and inquality sound waves pierced Cao Qingyang's brain like steel nails, agitated his soul and destroyed his mind.

　　 At the same time, Cao Qingyang’s clothes turned rebellious, the belt tried to strangle him, the clothes tried to tie him, the left and right sleeves were knotted, and his hands were tied in disguise.

　　 While the opponent was in a daze, Li Miaozhen swooped down, turned himself into a sharp arrow, and shot Cao Qingyang's eyebrows.

　　 Behind her, there are thousands of troops.

　　The undead surrounded her and followed her.

　　 Cao Qingyang wakes up in time, bit his tongue, and spit out a blood mist.

　　嗤嗤嗤........

　　The undead touched the blood mist and screamed and dissipated.

　　 Li Miaozhen tumbling painfully in the air, making a stern cry, her yin spirit dimmed a bit.

　　 "But my qi and blood are third-grade, and my tongue is **** to the point of yang. If you haven't achieved Yang God, you can't stand my blood." Cao Qingyang laughed.

　　 "It's not easy to raise ghosts, do you put away these dead souls, or do I supersede them for you?" He chuckled.

　　 Li Miaozhen tried her best, her yin **** returned to the body, and then took off the sachet at her waist, opened the knot, and collected the dead soul.

　　 broke through five hurdles in one breath, the Yueshi Villa worked hard to layout, but in front of Cao Qingyang, it was like a child's play, destroying the ancients, crushing and breaking through.

　　"Leader Cao is unparalleled in the world, he is the best hero in the world."

　　 "Unbelievable, I thought it would be a hard fight, but I didn't expect it to be so easy."

　　"Leader Cao, I don’t know if I can get a share of the pie. I’m waiting to work for the Wulin League."

　　The mighty men and horses followed the path that Cao Qingyang had opened up, driving straight ahead.

　　 There were smiles on everyone's faces, and I really didn't expect Cao Qingyang to be so tough, turning a battle between dragons and tigers into a playhouse.

　　The formations laid out by the high-ranking sorcerers, and the two outstanding disciples of the Heaven and Humans sitting in the town personally, these are not enough to hinder Cao Qingyang.

　　 is like a broken bamboo.

　　 If Leader Cao did not enter the third rank, this may be a hard fight, but now, there is no obstacle to seizing the Nine-Colored Lotus.

　　 "It turns out that the leader of the alliance is in his chest. No wonder he never cares about our attitude, and he doesn't care about Yang Cuixue and Fu Jingmen's withdrawal." The host of Qianjimen said with emotion.

　　 "Then his purpose for summoning us........." Lan Xinhui's Xiao Yuenu muttered, and then went silent.

　　 The answer is obvious. The purpose of Cao Qingyang's summoning the major gangs is not to deal with the Yueshi Villa. Their real enemies are the land and the court.

　　 Even the scattered people from the rivers and lakes gathered in groups are also one of the enemies to guard against.

　　If it's only Yue's Villa, Leader Cao can crush it alone.

　　The disciples of the Heaven and Earth Society gritted their teeth aggrievedly, gathered together, and were forced to retreat again and again by the heroes.

　　 They no longer have the need to guard the position, because everyone expected that this should be a hard fight, a long-lasting battle.

　　 Desperate emotions flooded every disciple’s heart.

　　 "Yeah, that little beauty is so good-looking, haha, I don't want lotus seeds anymore, grab a beautiful lady and go back."

　　 Someone in the disciple group saw Qiu Chanyi, and his eyes lighted up suddenly.

　　 Qiu Chan's appearance is outstanding even in the beautiful Wanhualou.

　　During the meditation of the rivers and lakes, there was no shortage of hob meat and lsp. Immediately, several men called for friends and gathered around Qiu Chan Yi and others.

When the demons of the Dizong saw this, he smiled sadly: "That's right, even if you can't get lotus seeds, you can grab a beautiful lady back, and you won't be in vain."

　　 "If you don't make a move, then we can get on the ground first."

　　 The Daoist priests of the local sect are urging the people of the rivers and lakes to do something to kill the "traitors" of the local sect who refuse to join the magical path.

　　 Tiandihui disciples retreat and then retreat, retreating to the deepest part of the villa~IndoMTL.com~ to the cold pond with nine-colored lotus flowers.

　　Where can I go when I retreat to the cold pool?

　　 At that time, I can only fight to the death.

The disciples of 　　 Tiandihui showed a decisive expression.

　　The battle on this side did not start, because at this time, everyone heard a sneer from Hanchi's direction:

　　"Leader Cao, it's better than you and wait, I will kill such Xiaoxiao first, and then I will fight you decisively."

　　 The people in the arena who coveted the beauty of Qiu Chan's clothes immediately fell silent and stopped thinking.

　　 They are still very afraid of Xu Yinluo.

　　 Qiu Chan Yi was relieved, only that the voice seemed to have a special magic power, which made people full of security.

　　 While facing each other while moving, they quickly came to the side of the cold pond. The first thing they saw was the nine-colored lotus swaying in the sun.

　　 Sitting cross-legged by the pool.

　　On the only way to the cold pool, a young man with strong black clothes stands with a high ponytail, holding the handle of the knife with one hand, and is confronting Cao Qingyang.

　　 in terms of momentum, he didn't lose half a point.

　　"There seems to be no formation at this level? How does Xu Yinluo plan to defend." Cao Qingyang smiled gently, showing confidence that he was determined to win.

　　In a moment, hundreds of "audiences" all looked at Xu Qi'an.

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