Chapter 2 Volume 2 Chapter 409 Chapter 456 People coming from the gorge "He was furious for Wanyu, and Wanyu must have been even more moved.
The two of them are in deep love in the Mirror Valley.
I wish them happiness forever.
He must have forgotten me."
An Ruorong I thought lightly in my heart.
At this time, the peak showdown between An Liang and An Ling in the paddock has reached its final moment.
The two have fought for more than a stick of incense.
They have fought hard.
The two have the same level of cultivation, and their moves are basically the same.
Even The Spirit Sword and Armor are all configured the same, and now victory or defeat is nothing more than a test of battle experience.
All signs indicate that An Liang is superior.
In fact, he has always been able to do it with ease during the comparison.
He moved faster and faster, and he brought the wonderful characteristics of the low-grade sword spirit to its fullest.
His eyes flashed.
In fact, he still had a super powerful magic weapon given to him by his uncle Min Ge.
If he sacrificed this magic weapon, An Ling would be defeated immediately.
This was also because Mr.
Min Ge had warned before that it should not be used easily. , he just spent so much time with An Ling.
"laugh" Finally, An Liang pierced An Ling's sleeve with his sword.
An Ling lost the opportunity and began to retreat continuously.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang" An Liang saw the opportunity and chased after him.
At this moment, he used Yuliu swordsmanship to its ultimate peak.
Pieces of yellow light and phantoms surrounded An Ling.
It became increasingly difficult for An Ling to parry.
"Okay."
The patriarch An Yuntian couldn't help but nodded.
Although An Liang was not as talented as Tang Wanxuan, he was still a first-rate good seedling that the An family wanted to cultivate carefully.
Just look at An Liang's jade-style swordsmanship. , you will know that An Liang's cultivation talent is far superior to that of his peers.
In the future, he will be guided by others, and there is still huge room for improvement in strength.
In the paddock, the last "clang" was heard, but it was An Liang who swung An Ling's sword away, pointed his sword at An Ling's face, and said loudly: "Junior sister An Ling, you lose. " "Yes, I lost."
An Ling shook her head and sighed softly.
From the beginning of the competition, she knew that she would eventually lose to An Liang.
She slowly retracted the spirit sword into the space ring, and then walked towards the seat on the east side of the paddock with some dejection.
There, the children who had been eliminated previously were sitting there.
"I accept it."
An Liang replied with great dignity.
All the participants had withdrawn from the paddock, and now Anliang was the only one standing in the huge place.
The glory this represented was self-evident.
He did not take back a single sword, and stood with his hands behind his back, scanning the surroundings, receiving looks of admiration or envy from everyone.
In the east stands, some female disciples looked closely at An Liang's figure, their eyes flashing, and their admiration for An Liang was beyond words.
Yes, when you marry a man, you should marry a hero like Senior Brother An Liang.
The sword dominates the crowd, and one person dominates.
How domineering and majestic it is.
If I could marry Senior Brother An Liang, that would be the most wonderful and happy thing in life.
The disciples of Jiuda Peak all seemed a little panicked, because veteran masters such as Ande Yuan and An Yulin did not come out of the mountain gorge, which made them very uncertain.
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Now that I saw An Liang ruling the roost with one sword, I was even more shocked and could only sigh.
Just because there are masters like An Liang sitting in the Eight Pavilions, their descendants from the Nine Peaks will never be able to make a difference in the future Beijing investigation.
Qinge Lao smiled and said, "What I expected was indeed good.
An Liang is still the leader of the Jingcha this time."
Several senior pavilion elders bowed their hands to Elder Min Pavilion and said, "Congratulations, congratulations."
Old Minge smiled lightly and said: "This is the glory of their young people.
I have to cultivate them, but it is nothing."
In addition, Mr.
Zhuo Ge stood up, bowed his hands to An Yuntian and An Peirong, and said, "Clan leader, young master, now that the leader has been decided, you can come out and announce the results."
An Yuntian, who had been silent all this time, said lightly: "Jianhong, what time is it now?"
An Jianhong, the commander-in-chief at the back, rushed forward and replied respectfully: "Tell the clan leader that it is now the third hour of Shenshi."
An Yuntian nodded and said, "There's still a moment until Youshi, everyone just wait."
Everyone understands what An Yuntian means.
According to the traditional rules, the Beijing investigation cannot be concluded until at least the You hour.
Now that the hour has not yet arrived, naturally it cannot be announced.
Mr.
Zhuo Ge said: "Clan leader, the situation this year is different from previous years.
An Liang won the title early.
Now there is no one to compete.
The clan has long been rich and valuable, so there is no need to waste it here."
An Yuntian slowly shook his head and said, "How can you say that no one is competing?
Has Mr.
Zhuo Ge forgotten the other side of the mountain gorge?"
"Shanxia," Old Min Ge suddenly smiled, with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "Could the patriarch mean that there are still people on the other side of the mountain gorge who can pass through?
The patriarch, please forgive me for speaking bluntly.
I'm afraid this is absolutely impossible.
Something happened.”
Mr.
Qinge said: "More than an hour has passed since the competition in the paddock.
If there were any disciples who had the ability to cross the mountain gorge, they would have done so long ago and would definitely not have pushed it to now."
Mr.
Minge suddenly sneered and said: "Are they the disciples of the side branch?
They talk about their ability by crossing the mountain gorge.
In fact, in every Beijing investigation, didn't they try their best to follow the disciples of the Eight Great Pavilions and get through?
They can keep up.
Those who are in the team will naturally come to the paddock, and those who cannot keep up with the team will never be able to come. " There was no expression on An Yuntian's face, but his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
An Peirong coughed and said a little weakly: "The descendants of the side branch are also members of my An clan.
The elders are important officials of the family and have high morals and respect.
Why are they so contemptuous of fellow disciples of Jiufeng?
If this word spreads, I’m afraid it will chill everyone.
I hope you will remember your identity and stop talking about such things in the future.”
An Peirong, the young master, gave the order directly.
The elders of the pavilion didn't know what to say, but they looked clearly dissatisfied.
Mr.
Minge finally couldn't bear it anymore and said calmly: "Young Master, please forgive me for speaking frankly, even if the disciples of the Nine Peaks come together, I'm afraid they won't be An Liang's opponent."
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"Mr.
Minge, you" An Peirong was furious in her heart.
Minge kept relying on her elders more and more.
She wanted to say something else, but her heart hurt with anger.
She covered her chest with a trembling hand.
"Young Master" An Biyue looked at An Peirong with great distress.
She suddenly glanced at the elders angrily.
She hated Elder Min and others for always making An Peirong angry.
Her heart was turbulent, and she thought sadly: "How uncomfortable it would be if the young master knew that Lao Yang of Minge was acting against the will and secretly went to deal with the Xiao Clan.
No, I can't talk to the young master about this."
She looked at the weak An Peirong, her eyes were filled with moisture.
Only she knew why An Peirong protected the Xiao family so much.
When she thought of this reason, her heart ached. s: The third update has arrived.
Sorry for being a little late today.
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