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Chapter 160 Miaoshan Sword Sect Wen Mengru

"At a young age, she is so sinister and cunning!" Nie Chong scoffed at Zhu Minglang's behavior.

Wu Feng smiled and refuted Nie Chong's remarks and said, "Perhaps your disciples of Zi Zonglin should live in the world of nursery rhymes. This is a combination of strength and wisdom."

"Yes, how many people have Zhu Minglang's courage and dare to light the flames. They don't care how many opponents are, nor what kind of strength the person coming is. How is this called insidiousness and cunning? This is called self-confidence!"

...

Zhu Minglang looted a large number of people, especially those disciples of the Fu Sect, and from a family named Zhong, who had many blue brocade boxes on hand.

These brocade hands were not warmed up yet, and they were snatched away by Zhu Minglang's team. They regretted it for a while. Can't you stay alive? Why are you so greedy?

Zhu Minglang is simply a little devil on earth.

After he ransacked the group of people, he immediately ran to another place in the Machine City and then did the same thing!

The city of the organs is covered with many things, and the terrain changes, the disciples inside have no idea that anyone is using purple-red beacon smoke to lure the enemy.

So when Zhu Minglang ignited the purple-red smoke again, the referee with long brown hair was so angry that his beard was raised. As for those who were obsessed with the wall, he could see Zhu Minglang's cunning behavior clearly.

There are indeed many elders and hall masters of power on the city tower. When they see the disciples of their power running away in simplicity, they frowned and couldn't stretch them out.

It's over, it's all over. The little box that I finally got after getting it will be scraped away by the boy from Zhumen!

...

On Baishan, the smile on Zhu Minglang's face never faded.

This is thanks to the evildoers in the City of Sin, which made Zhu Minglang realize that being a villain actually requires more brains and robbery can become artistic.

After making the third vote, Zhu Minglang had already made a lot of money. If it weren't for considering that his dragon pets needed to rest and deal with the people from the Nine Army's Tomb, Zhu Minglang planned to rob him like this!

It has been a long time since I felt like getting rich all day. In this chaotic and turbulent world, only if I have a full pocket of gold, I can bring a little sense of security.

I don’t know which big shot is the proposal of a big shot in this power competition. It’s simply wise.

Why didn’t I think it was very interesting to have a fight with these disciples?

When I got off the mountain, I left the category of disciples, which also made the young Zhu Minglang miss the opportunity to compete with his peers.

This looting made up for Zhu Minglang's many regrets of young age.

Even in the imperial capital, there are still too many disciples who are as simple as white paper, and I am still very happy to play with them!

"Young Master, this time we can hand over all the brocade boxes we get to the referee." Qin Yang said to Zhu Minglang.

"Well, it's almost time for us to go to the Ninth Army's Tomb." Zhu Minglang nodded.

After harvesting so many brocade boxes, there should be few disciples from several forces with more resources than themselves.

Next is the Nine Army Tomb.

Those who appear near the Nine Army Tomb are basically the strongest people of all major forces, either the chief disciple or the young master of the clan sect, which is different from the people he attracted with the beacon fire.

For this reason, Qin Yang also specifically reminded Zhu Minglang that when he arrived at the Nine Army tomb, he should not use this method again.

After all, with the loss of time, those who are still in the city of the government, even those who are not disciples of major forces, are basically the best in the entire imperial capital. There are many top-notch people who have achieved self-taught and have been tempered outside and have adventures.

During the third looting, Qin Yang encountered an extremely difficult enemy. If Nan Lingsha hadn't had the super strength, they might have failed. After all, their opponents were getting stronger and stronger!

"Most of those who are still in the city of the government have reached the top level of the superior level. When it comes to the tomb of the Nine Army, the young master needs to be cautious." Qin Yang said.

"Is there anyone who is particularly outstanding?" Zhu Minglang asked.

Qin Yang nodded and said, "Zi Zonglin's chief disciple, Huo Shangjun, this is the one who needs to be careful most."

"What's wrong with this person?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"It is said that he has two dragons, purple cloud dragons, and golden dragons, all of which have reached the monarch level." Qin Yang said.

"Is it a lord?" Zhu Minglang said in surprise.

The disciples of all major forces in this generation are good. When I went down the mountain, I just broke through the king-level cultivation level.

With such strength, it is basically a generation of disciples who swept across the major forces.

"Zi Zonglin is our strong enemy in the battle for the power of Lichuan. If they see us, they will definitely spare no effort to eliminate us." Qin Yang said.

"There are strong people ahead." At this time, Nan Lingsha whispered.

The three of them have arrived at the Nine Army's Tomb, which is a rolling tomb and mountain graveyard. You can see towering statues of generals standing at the foot of the mountain, and the white tombstones are denser, filling the main mountains.

In front of me is a cemetery hill, with surging air and thick tombstones shaking. It is obvious that someone is fighting in front of me.

Walking to the top of the hill and looking forward, we saw three women wearing colorful clothes, confronting a large group of gods and mortals.

Those group of gods and mortals obviously belong to different forces.

They did not collude with each other, just because these three women with colorful clothes were very powerful. If they did not join forces, they would basically be eliminated.

"Miaoshan Sword Sect!" Qin Yang recognized the three women's outfits at a glance.

"The one in the middle is very strong." Nan Lingsha looked at the only one among the three girls who didn't take any action.

The woman, Ni Shangyi, was a simpler. She was arrogant and had a cold expression. When facing these group of gods and mortals who were united and resisting, she seemed to have no interest at all.

However, she still drew out the sword.

Her sword pointed at the group of gods and ordinary people, and she was silently chanting something.

"Isn't that Wen Mengru from Miaoshan Sword Sect... Go quickly, go quickly!" At this time, several dragon shepherds from the Dragon Taming Academy said on the other direction of the hillside.

When I saw the three women of Miaoshan Sword Sect, I felt like I had seen some ghost evil. These students from the Dragon Taming Academy turned around and left, never taking a step forward again!

In front is Jiujun Mountain. People who are exploring the city of the organ have learned through various methods and information left in the city of the organ that Jiujun Tomb Mountain is the final place for this power competition.

Moreover, the fifth-level purple-red brocade box can only appear in the Jiujun Tomb Mountain!

In fact, the city of Machinery is also undergoing huge changes at this time. Different terrains are gradually disappearing, and the complex mazes have also become a straight road.

Jiujun Mountain, which was originally just a small tomb, is slowly rising, and many graves are emerging. These graves and cemeteries are connected together to form an extremely huge military grave mountain. People in the city can basically see it standing in the center of the entire city at a glance.

As time goes by, the brocade boxes scattered in the city of the government have been put away, and only on the tomb of the Nine Army, some brocade boxes are placed casually like stones on the ground.

Either withdraw directly or step into the tomb of the Nine Army. Some disciples who are taking advantage of the situation have basically been eliminated. Those who will go to the tomb of the Nine Army are elites from major forces, as well as some real strong people with extraordinary strength from grassroots backgrounds!

"Swish!!!"

Ruhe, with a tall and independent figure, Wen Mengru, a female disciple of Miaoshan Sword Sect, suddenly drew his sword, and the sword was like a ray of sunset slanting from the window and Luo hit a top-level divine mortal!

He was a monk holding an iron whip, with great strength. Many people on the mysterious wall witnessed the monk defeating famous disciples from many major forces with their own eyes.

But when the sword was pointed, the iron whip monk was unable to arrive. He saw the iron whip in his hand landing on the ground. The powerful monk spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body was forced to slide back and hit one of the general's giant statues!

The general's statue shook, and the iron-whip monk's whole body trembled violently. The bones and joints on his body were basically dislocated because of the huge power of the sword. No matter how hard he struggled, it would be difficult for him to stand up straight in the end.

Finally, the top-ranking monk fell to the ground, and the blood he spitted formed a sharp contrast with his pale face.

He tried hard to raise his head, staring at the woman from Miaoshan Sword Sect, his face full of shock!

"June-level sword master!" He uttered these words with difficulty.

It was not only the monk who was shocked, but also the elders of the major forces on the city tower, and the hall masters also widened their eyes. Their eyes involuntarily gathered on a Jian Gu.

The woman, wearing a shawl, seemed unwilling to let others see her appearance.

She didn't say a word, but just stared at the battlefield of the Nine Army Tombs in the city of the government, and didn't care about the surprised gazes from the major forces in the imperial capital!

"June level, Wen Mengru from Miaoshan Sword Sect is worthy of being a shocking goddess. I am afraid that no one in this city can resist her sword except Huo Shangjun, right?" The elder of Canglong Palace said in a deep voice.

"Elder, why have you forgotten my elder brother? My elder brother is not weak either!" Fu Jingui said with some dissatisfaction.

"Fu Xumei is probably inferior. His dragon is only a quasi-monarch. I'm afraid it's a bit less than Wen Mengru." said the elder of the Canglong Palace.

\u001c "These old forces are all places to cultivate monsters. I thought my brother's dragon was promoted to the monarch level and could sweep everything in this competition. When it comes to where my brother went, why haven't I seen him?" Fu Jinwei looked around.

Fu Xumei.

The strongest disciple of Canglong Palace!

At this moment, he also walked along the hillside towards the tomb of the Nine Army, and happened to see Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha, and Qin Yang who were standing on the hillside.

"Zhu Minglang?" Fu Xumei recognized Zhu Minglang at a glance.

Zhu Minglang turned his head and saw a familiar face. He couldn't help but smile and said, "It's you... I don't remember what your name is."
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