Chapter 77: Give me face, sword control skills

Author: Liufengxiao

Chapter 77: Give me face, sword control skills

Furious thunder descended from heaven and destroyed all the armies.

Minglong's army of more than 100,000 suffered heavy losses due to Mingwu's nine-day lightning strike. In addition, the commander abandoned them and fled on his own.

After a while, these soldiers looked at Ming Wu without saying anything, as if they were looking at gods and demons. They dropped their weapons one after another and declared their surrender.

Ming Wuyan calmed down his true energy, and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed.

This scene.

King Zhenbei and others could see it clearly.

In the past, they always felt that the rumors were exaggerated, but now they understand after seeing Ming Wuyan directing thunder to break through thousands of armies...

It turns out that there really are people like gods in this world.

"Your Majesty the Seventh Highness, you are really... a man of God!"

Zhang Gufeng said with emotion.

"Isn't he a god? One finger moves the thunder of the nine heavens. This is the first time I have seen such a scene after so many years of fighting."

"God, God cannot be more divine."

The King of Zhenbei sighed repeatedly.

Then he took his men out of the city to clean up the mess.

And Ming Buyan glanced across the battlefield, saw a grand master who had no time to escape and was severely injured by thunder, and walked up slowly.

The other party had already been scared out of his wits by his thunder, and said in horror: "You monster, don't come over, don't come over..."

Ming Wuyan curled his lips.

With this little courage, he is still a great master...

There was purple light flowing out of his eyes, and the enchantment method was cast.

His cultivation level is much higher than that of the other party, and the other party is now frightened out of his wits. Even the great master cannot resist the power of the enchantment.

"Are you from Tianhai Qilin Pavilion?"

Ming asked silently.

"yes."

"What is your position in Tianhai Qilin Pavilion?"

"I am one of the two hundred guardians of Tianhai Qilin Pavilion. My status in Tianhai Qilin Pavilion is considered to be the middle level. Above me, there are eight elders, deputy pavilion masters and pavilion masters..." the other party said.

"How good are you in protecting the law?"

"Being a Dharma Protector requires at least the cultivation of a Grandmaster. I am a Grand Master, and among the Dharma Protectors, my strength is considered to be on the upper side."

There was a hint of thought in Ming Buyan's eyes.

So, there are at least two hundred masters in Tianhai Qilin Pavilion...

This is not counting the eight elders.

This strength foundation is indeed much greater than that of today's Daliang.

"How many people in the Tianhai Qilin Pavilion hold elixirs and have access to the mysteries?"

Ming asked again without saying anything.

"As far as I know, the eight elders are all holding elixirs. As for Tongxuan, I don't know, but the deputy master and the master's strength are unpredictable. They may have reached the realm of Tongxuan, especially

He is the Pavilion Master, who has been in seclusion in recent years. Some people say that he is planning to break through to a realm above Tongxuan..."

After hearing what the other party said, Ming Buyan felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Above Tongxuan?

Could Tianhai Qilin Pavilion have a realm above Tongxuan?

"It seems that it really shouldn't be underestimated."

Mingwuyan thought to himself.

If there are only one or two Tongxuan in Tianhai Qilin Pavilion, then he may not be afraid with the Haotian Sword, but if there are realms above Tongxuan, it will be a bit uncertain.

If I want to suppress Tianhai Qilin Pavilion now, I'm afraid it won't be that easy.

He casually struck out with his palm, killing the opponent's life.

The King of Zhenbei and others also arrived at this time to welcome his arrival.

Looking at the heroic Nangong Chan, Ming Wuyan couldn't help but smile, "Sister Chan, we haven't seen each other for many years."

"Ha, eight years, or nine years?"

Nangong Chan looked at Ming Wuyan, who had hardly changed much compared to the past, and sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect that when we meet again, you have transformed from an idiot prince to a martial arts legend praised by everyone in Daliang, and a prince of a country.

"

"Oh, Sister Chan has become a martial arts master."

The two of them chatted while entering the northern city.

That night.

A banquet was held in the Zhenbei Palace to welcome Ming Wuyan's arrival.

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"Damn it, damn it!"

"How can he be so powerful! An army of hundreds of thousands is vulnerable to him. How is this possible!!"

Minglong, who escaped from the battlefield, recalled Ming Buyan's heroic appearance on the battlefield, with disbelief and deep fear still in his eyes.

He looked at Jiu Zun and asked: "Senior Jiu Zun, when will Tianhai Qilin Pavilion send seniors from Baodan realm to help me."

"this……"

The wine master was a little hesitant and did not reply.

"His grandma, there is such a person in Daliang."

At this time, a gray-headed man in coarse cloth walked out of the forest. He was one of the several great masters who came to support him.

He escaped under the thunder and suffered only minor injuries.

But recalling Ming Wuyan's power, he still felt afraid, "With that kind of power, even if a few elders come in person, they may not be able to win."

"Indeed, maybe only the Deputy Pavilion Master and Pavilion Master can subdue him." The Wine Master said while taking a sip of wine.

"Then ask your Pavilion Master to take action."

Minglong said from the side.

When the big man in coarse cloth heard this, he sneered: "What is your identity? Are you worthy of having the Pavilion Master travel thousands of miles to help you?"

Minglong's face suddenly darkened and he said, "What? Don't you want to control the beam?"

"Our original plan was to support you to become the emperor and control the beams, but now there is a seventh prince. He is too strong. To be an enemy of him will cost a lot. It is not worth it for a beam. Besides, who can say

Only if you become emperor can we control the beams?"

The big man in coarse cloth smiled playfully.

Hearing this, Minglong suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, "Do you want to abandon me and support other princes, Ming Buyan?!"

"This seventh prince is too difficult to control. Supporting him may not necessarily make Daliang obey our words. However, it is still possible to make him not be our enemy and let us develop slowly within Daliang."

The big man in coarse cloth said.

"Are you kidding? You have been fighting with Daliang for so long. Do you really think that Daliang will let you develop slowly in the country?"

"As long as we show a certain degree of sincerity, and as long as the Emperor of Daliang is not stupid and knows that continuing to fight with us will only hurt both sides, then it is not impossible for us to enter Daliang."

"What sincerity?"

"The head of a rebel."

"You, you..."

At this time, Minglong still didn't understand what the big man in coarse cloth was planning.

The other party plans to use his life to make friends with Mingwuyan in exchange for the opportunity to enter Daliang for development!

Damn it, damn it!!

Minglong's face changed wildly, and he quickly looked at Jiu Zun, "Senior, save me!"

The other party just took two sips of wine indifferently.

"You asked him for help? Hahaha... He originally came up with this idea!" The big man in coarse cloth laughed and stepped forward.
To be continued...