After finally seeing an acquaintance, Zheng Ming naturally would not let him leave. He quickly chased Zuo Yuncong and said, "Brother Yuncong, where are you going?"

Zuo Yun had complained about himself for a long time since then, so why did he speak? Seeing Zheng Ming, he didn't hide, so why did he speak?

As an excellent killer, I should not be shocked, I should be as calm as snow, and when I see someone I don’t want to contact, I should leave quickly.

After pondering for a moment, Zuo Yuncong made a smile that was even worse than crying and said: "Haha, Mr. Ming, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here!"

"I think it's a coincidence!" Zheng Ming looked at Zuo Yuncong with a smile.

Zuo Yuncong laughed dryly, but he just didn't say anything, and was about to give Zheng Ming a chance to respond to all changes. However, when he was making this preparation, he heard Zheng Ming laugh and say, "I haven't seen you these days, Brother Zuo's head, which has just begun to be prosperous, has actually decreased a lot, it's really..."

Touching his head, Zuo Yuncong hurriedly said with a smile: "Mr. Ming, our residence in Wuhua Valley is here. You are receiving the invitation order from Master Wuyu, that... that should live with us."

While speaking, Zuo Yun pointed to the mountain on the right and said, "It is our residence in Wuhua Valley."

Zheng Ming looked at it and found that there were four or five buildings of different sizes on the mountain twenty or thirty miles away from him. I thought that people from Wuhua Valley would live where they came to Wuhua Valley.

He had nothing to do at this moment, and it was not a bad thing to talk to the people in Wuhua Valley. He nodded and said, "I am preparing to meet Senior Zuo Wuhui."

Just as the two were about to leave, they suddenly heard someone say, "There is a good show, and Zhuo Yingkang has already spoken, saying that the person who lives in the Green Sword Xiaozhu knows that he lives in a place that does not match his abilities. He will eventually become a laughing stock."

"Tsk tsk, it seems that Zhuo Yingkang is very unhappy about not being able to move into the Green Sword Xiaozhu!"

"Not. I heard that Zhuo Yingkang got angry with the reception staff of the Burial Sword Palace because of this, but the move-in of the Green Sword Xiaozhu was decided by the senior management of the Burial Sword Palace. Even if Zhuo Yingkang was making trouble, it would be useless."

Zuo Yuncong looked towards the top of the hill and said softly: "Mr. Ming, it seems that there is a good show this time."

"Zhuo Yingkang, I didn't expect that the Burial Sword Palace would invite him over. Although I have never seen this person, he can be rated as the only first-class talent in this period of the Great Jin Dynasty. This person must not be underestimated."

Zheng Ming smiled and said nothing, and Zuo Yuncong continued: "I don't know who the person living in the Green Sword Xiaozhu. If he can suppress Zhuo Yingkang, everything will be fine. If he can't suppress it, hehe!"

"Let's go!" Zheng Ming pulled Zuo Yuncong's hand and walked towards the mountain with big strides.

"Mr. Ming, I went wrong. Our Wuhua Valley address is there!" Zuo Yuncong was stunned for a moment and said loudly.

"That's right, who's going to your Wuhua Valley? I'm going to Hongjian Xiaozhu, grandma. I've been asking for trouble to find me on my head. I really let that kid know how many eyes Mr. Ma has." Zheng Ming had already walked more than ten feet away while he spoke.

Zuo Yun said from a hand: "Myster Ming, I'm just looking for the resident of the Green Sword Xiaozhu, it looks like you..."

Speaking of this, Zuo Yuncong, who reacted, said in surprise: "Mr. Ming. You... aren't you the resident of the Green Sword Xiaozhu, are you?"

"You're really guessing it right. I'm living in the Green Sword Xiaozhu now." Zheng Ming waved to Zuo Yuncong and said, "I won't cause trouble for others. It's already his ancestors who are emitting Qingyan, and he actually provoked me. It's really hateful."

Zuo Yuncong looked at Zheng Ming who looked angry and hurriedly said, "Mr. Ming, if you want to teach Zhuo Yingkang a lesson, you can wait until the sword burial meeting begins and get a famous sword that is stronger than him, or even get the beautiful sword of the magic sword. It is not worth it to go directly to him now!"

"That's what happened in the future, I want to beat him up now."

Red Sword Xiaozhu, a boy wearing a light golden robe, looked at the boys around him with a proud look on his face.

Although these teenagers had extraordinary cultivation, they could not hide the smile on their faces when they looked at the young man in golden robe.

"Mr. Zhuo, I have thrown your battle sticker into the Green Sword Small Building. The people with the Green Sword Small Building did not dare to come forward."

"Tsk tsk, I don't know what kind of favor the senior management of the Burial Sword Palace had cared for, and actually let a coward live in the Green Sword Small Building."

"When we passed by, we scared Xiao Zhu's maid to tears. Hehe, that kid just didn't dare to come out."

"So what if that kid dares not fight? He can escape the first day of the lunar calendar and the fifteenth day. As long as he goes to the Sword Burial, with Zhuo Shao's strength, he will not be able to find Bei."

The smile on Zhuo Yingkang's face was always faint. He was full of disdain for these young talents surrounding him.

But he knew in his heart that if a man and three helpers, he would have to make a fortune in the future, and there would be a few people who would run errands for him. Although these guys are average, they are good at running errands.

As for the person who lives in the Green Sword Xiaozhu, he can only say that he doesn't know that the world is high and the world is rich. Who doesn't know that he is the number one talent? He doesn't even think about his own weight and wants to live on his head.

This time, he not only wanted to shine brightly at this sword burial meeting, but also wanted to obtain the legendary magic sword beauty.

"Who is Zhuo Yingkang? Get out of here." A voice with a hint of laziness suddenly rang outside the courtyard.

Hearing this voice, Zhuo Yingkang's face changed, and the teenagers surrounding Zhuo Yingkang's expressions became even stiffer.

Zhuo Yingkang never expected that he would be beaten to the door one day. When he heard this provocative voice, his first feeling was shocked.

But then, his astonishment turned into anger.

When he became famous at a young age, the number one person in the younger generation of the Great Jin Dynasty was held in his palms no matter where he went. Even the ancestors in their family were slow to speak and said slightest to him, which might make him uncomfortable.

"Who is it? What a brave man. He actually dares to yell in front of Mr. Zhuo. He doesn't want to live!" The person who spoke was the boy surrounding Zhuo Yingkang's left.

This person was born in the second-class sect of the Great Jin Dynasty, Liyun Sword Sect, and was the son of the leader of the Liyun Sword Sect. Although the Liyun Sword Sect is not as good as the higher sects such as Wenjiange, it is no less than the third-class family.

The reason why he was able to come to the Burial Sword Palace was naturally a certain strength. His peak cultivation level at the eighth level and his understanding of the Sect-Standing Sect's Sword Skill at a young age made him much better than his peers.

It was held not long ago that this person even swept the handsome man of the state. However, after meeting Zhuo Yingkang, he felt that he was not as good as Zhuo Yingkang, and he enthusiastically followed Zhuo Yingkang's pace.

Now, if someone dares to act wildly in front of Zhuo Yingkang, he is the first to stand up. Not to mention anything else, he wants to leave a good impression on Zhuo Yingkang.

Just as the person spoke, Zheng Ming and Zuo Yuncong had already walked in.

Zheng Ming looked at the roaring boy and said lightly: "Are you Zhuo Yingkang?"

"Of course I'm not Mr. Zhuo." The young man was stunned for a moment and replied casually. But just as he was talking, he was directly grabbed by a palm of his clothes and was thrown out before he could react.

"Since you are not, there is no place for you to talk here."

Zhuo Yingkang's eyes suddenly narrowed. Although he looked down on the boy who surrounded him like a fly, he also knew the boy's weight in his heart. Using his own means, it was easy to defeat the boy, but he felt that he couldn't do it as if he wanted to take the weight as lightly as a person who took action.

Looking at the face that looked similar to his face, Zhuo Yingkang's heart was full of doubts for a moment.

Who is this person? When did the Great Jin Dynasty have such a hero? What's more important is when did I offend such a character?

"Boy, I'll fight with you!" As the pride of the Tianzi of the Lieyun Sword Sect, when did the boy who was thrown out suffer such a loss?

The anger in his heart had already made the young man confused. The moment he soared into the air, a sword light came like lightning.

The sword light was ten feet long, and the blazing sword energy was pale white, containing an invincible power.

The most powerful move of the Cloud Sword Technique is the sword splitting Changtian!

As the strongest sword technique of the Liyun Sword Sect, if this sword is used by the third-grade ancestor of the sect, the sword energy will be scattered, which will be enough to break the river and crack the mountains and caves.

Although this young man is much worse than his ancestor, he is not something that ordinary people can resist when using this sword.

However, what he met was Zheng Ming. Not only was he much better in his cultivation, but he also had the Taoist demon in his mind and Zheng Ming who was in his hands.

Zheng Ming first sensed this sword, not the power of this sword, but the flaw of this sword.

Although this sword technique is good, the young man who used it has not achieved even the mastery of this sword technique, let alone the small success, even the skill is proficient.

There are too many flaws!

The moment the sword arrived, Zheng Ming did not even move, and even at the end, Zheng Ming simply closed his eyes.

Close your eyes, what is this person going to do? A bad feeling suddenly arose in Zhuo Yingkang's heart. He would never think that the boy closed his eyes because of fear or giving up.

Those who can directly cause trouble for him and throw the chief disciple of the Rieyun Sword Sect out at once will definitely not be vulnerable.

The young man who used his sword technique showed a hint of ecstasy in his eyes. He had almost no hesitation. Not only did he not have any sign of contraction between his sword, he even seemed even more violent.

If this sword can be cut firmly, it will definitely take human life.

Unfortunately, just when the sword light was three feet away from Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming punched in the air. The violent fist force directly broke through the young man's sword force and bombarded the young man's body.

The boy was like a rag doll hit by a hammer, flying backwards and falling heavily to the ground. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!