surnamed Wang

Chapter 407

As the word "Hidden Immortal" fell from Hong Mao's mouth, an invisible coercion immediately emerged from him, and the young man only felt that he was in the clouds, and there were endless golden auspicious clouds in front of him.

There is a palace at the end of the clouds. At the gate of the palace, a figure is standing there, looking up at the plaque hanging on the lintel.

The young man's eyes widened in disbelief. Didn't he just fight for his life with Li Huoyun in the Dungeon of the Tang Sect? Why did he come here suddenly? Who is that figure at the door?
Just as the young man was thinking, the figure seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly turned his head to look straight at him. The two were far apart, but Hong Mao still couldn't help being surprised, he seemed to have seen this person somewhere before.

The "person" was obviously a little puzzled by Hong Mao's appearance, first he said softly "huh?", and then flicked his sleeves, instantly closing the distance between the two of them.

Hong Mao only felt that the other party was approaching with a blur in front of his eyes. The young man tried his best to distinguish the other party's appearance, but it was as if there was a cloud covering his eyes, making it blurry and hard to see clearly.

The young man waved his hand to disperse it, but it was still in vain. He could only vaguely see that the other party was wearing an unusual outfit, and the five-colored brilliance flowed on the clothes, which was really beautiful.

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"So it's you." These were the first words from the visitor, and the voice was that of a middle-aged man.

"The immortal knows the boy?"

The young man is not stupid. Ever since he saw the magnificent palace for the first time, he had already doubted whether he had come to the fairyland. Now he saw a person full of light, and he was even more convinced of his thoughts. The person in front of him must be here The fairy.

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"This is not where you should come, go back."

After the fairy finished speaking, without giving the boy a chance to react, he waved his hand again, and the surrounding clouds quickly receded, and Hong Mao felt dizzy and lost consciousness.

When the young man regained his consciousness, he was already in the prison cell. At this time, he was pointing forward with both hands of the sword. The young man immediately remembered the battle just now, and without thinking about it, he hurriedly looked up, only to see Li Huoyun, who was still invincible before. , already lying on the ground at this moment.

There was a bone-deep cut in the old man's chest that was continuously bleeding out. He struggled to stand up and looked at the young man in horror.

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"What happened just now?" Hong Mao turned his head and asked his companion.

"You ask me? You have the ability to pretend to be a grandson just now, so I blocked you for no reason."

As Tang Jing said, he didn't forget to touch his shoulder, which seemed to hurt more than before.

"Eh?" Hong Mao scratched his head, "Would you believe me if I just lost my memory?"

"Trust me, sir!"

Tang Jing finally couldn't help cursing out loud. The boy in front of him had cold eyes just now, as if he was a different person. He raised his hand to strike a sword, without muddling at all, and his swordsmanship was so profound and weird, the speed was so fast that even Li Huoyun could react It's too late, I took a solid hit.

Tang Jing's current mood is very complicated. To use a sentence appropriate to the situation: "I am afraid that my brother will lose his life, and I am also afraid that my brother will be tough."

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Li Huoyun was very angry at the moment. This kid first humiliated him several times, and then pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger to keep his hand. In just a few days, he let himself taste the dangers of the world that he hadn't seen in decades.

But the old man has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, so he can naturally see the depth of the young man's move. The sword move is indeed a superior sword move, but it is only by chance that he has reached the state of being free of distracting thoughts, so that he can exert his greatest power.

However, the opponent is still a little younger after all, and his skill is not pure enough, otherwise this sword can be called a "spiritual" sword, and it must have killed him.

Thinking of this, Li Huoyun stood up, with unprecedented hatred on his face, pointed at the boy and said:

"Boy, even if I risk my life today, I will take your heart and liver."

At this time, the young man put away his sword without haste, shook his head and said:

"I'm the only seedling in my family now. If you want to kill me, I'm afraid Old Man Ye won't agree."

"Hmph, this is beyond your control!"

Li Huoyun snorted coldly, and was about to step forward, but found that his body could not move. He wanted to turn his head with doubts on his face, but in shock, his head fell uncontrollably.

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"Heh, is this the invincible hand under the Martial Immortal?"

Hong Mao stepped forward, kicked Li Huoyun's head far away, then turned his head and squinted to look at Ye Jian ahead.

"Old man, I was almost beaten to death before you came to help me. Are you really not afraid of losing the incense?"

"Heh, are you finally willing to call me seriously?" The old man who was ranked among the top three with a sword in the Jianghu twitched his beard, "To tell you the truth, before coming this time, the old man told Tang Zongzhu However, until you have your breath left, no one is allowed to help you, and you will be used as an old man to provoke right and wrong all day long."

Along with Tang Sect Master Tang Zhi and the fifth girl who is in charge of the sect, Tang Zhi didn't give this long-time friend any face, and pointedly said:
"Don't listen to this old guy bragging. Just now he heard that a prisoner escaped from the sixth floor of the dungeon. His eyes were red. If the old man didn't stop him, he could just drill a hole in the room."

"Fatty Tang, you can't talk nonsense when you're old. After all, this old man can be regarded as the leader of the martial arts. It's common to beat up a son or grandson who doesn't live up to expectations. How can it be as unbearable as you say?"

Ye Jian had always had the old god's smile on his face, but now it was obviously a little stiff, and Hong Mao could tell the meaning at a glance.

There were so many people present, and the young man could tell the difference between the important and the important, and he didn't let his grandpa, who had a reputation in the Jianghu, get down from the stage. He first saluted the other two, and then bowed seriously to Old Man Ye:

"Thank you grandpa for teaching."

When he came out, Ye Jian couldn't do it anymore. The old man scratched his head with not much hair left, coughed dryly, and didn't reply. The young man helped Tang Jing, who was slightly pale, and walked out.

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In the room, Tang Jing was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and recuperating. After a few days of recuperation, Tang Jing's face had returned to blood, while the young Hong Mao was still chattering away. Pointing to the sword and gesticulating something.

"Junior brother, tell me again how I used the sword at that time?"

"After I recover from my injury, I will draw a copy for you, so that you can stare at it every day."

Tang Jing said in a bad mood. The other party has asked dozens of times in the past few days, which made him feel annoyed.

"That's a good relationship, I didn't expect you to have this ability. By the way, brother has always been puzzled. Everyone wears the same strong clothes. I even choose the same fabric style as you. Why are those girls still nothing when they see me on weekdays?" reaction?
I remember that when you competed with me on the stage that day, those women's eyes were all on you, wishing they could chop you alive, tell me, what's the secret? "

Tang Jing really didn't want to answer such boring questions, so he said four words lightly: "Dong Shi imitates me."

"What, frequent urination? You are young, so you have to get it treated quickly."

While the two were talking, the door was knocked lightly, Hong Mao seemed to have expected it, got up hurriedly to open the door, stayed at the door for a few words, and then there was no movement.

Tang Jing turned his head in doubt, but at some point, a figure that haunted him appeared on the bedside.

"Yun... Sister Yun?"

Tang Jing opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

"I heard from Hong Shaoxia, do you have something to tell me?"

The woman blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled sweetly.

Outside the door, the young man stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the sky with a smile on his face, and murmured:
"Junior brother, you have to seize the opportunity."

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(End of this chapter)