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Chapter 289 Seven captures and seven verticals

Forced himself to ignore the following discussion, Zuo Yun began to review the flaws he might have exposed from the beginning after he left yesterday to being captured.

Zheng Ming used his tricks to track him down with his smell. This was impossible. As soon as he left, he not only found a river to take a bath, but also swallowed the secret medicine for covering the breath in Wuhua Valley. Not to mention Zheng Ming, even the top master in Wuhua Valley could not find him.

What went wrong with my own actions, my own costumes, my own outfits, or did Zheng Ming follow me from the beginning?

Just as various thoughts arose in his heart, Zheng Ming came over again. This time, not only Jiang Yuanfeng from the Jiang family, but also Zuo Yuncong saw Leng Yuanying's figure.

Leng Yuanying followed Zheng Ming carefully. Although he didn't say a word, Zuo Yuncong knew that Leng Yuanying had surrendered to Zheng Ming.

Zuo Yuncong was not very resentful about Leng Yuanying's surrender. After all, according to the agreement, Leng Yuanying should surrender to Zheng Ming for the first time he was captured.

"Brother Zuo, the weather is good today, so you can stay for a while. After noon arrives, you can leave." Zheng Ming raised his head to look at Zuo Yuncong and said with a smile.

Before Zuo Yuncong could speak, Leng Yuanying said, "Mr. Ming, Brother Zuo has already lost. I think this is what happened."

How could Zuo Yuncong let this matter be forgotten? He was about to interrupt Leng Yuanying when he heard Zheng Ming say leisurely: "How can this work? When I captured Brother Zuo yesterday, I made up my mind to give Brother Zuo a seven-cap and seven-pin. Tsk tsk, I only captured two times, and it was very early to end."

Hearing Zheng Ming's words, Zuo Yun opened his eyes tightly. If possible, he would want to tear Zheng Ming's face directly!

...

Zuo Yuncong ran desperately again. At this moment, he was running fast among a barren mountain without any intention of concealing his body.

He held a sharp sword in his hand and was extremely shocked. He would immediately kill him as long as there was a turbulence, without giving any chance to get close to his own people and things.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, Zuo Yuncong knew very well. He was really a little crazy at this moment, but when he thought of what he encountered, no one could do without being crazy.

It's been five days, and every day when I wake up, Zuo Yuncong will find that his own people are hanging on the flagpole of Jinxiu Mansion. Now he is already extremely upset. Why did he bet with Zheng Ming?

And this bet is my first challenge.

From the fourth time, he accidentally took a sip of water, and when he was awake, he found himself on the flagpole. Zuo Yuncong completely gave up the idea of ​​assassinating Zheng Ming.

Now, the only thing he has to do is to never let Zheng Ming take a seven-capture and seven-pin. In that case, he will really throw away all the people in Wuhua Valley.

He no longer wants to see why he was discovered by Zheng Ming, and he doesn't want to see why every time Zheng Ming can find himself and capture him. Now he is using the stupidest method.

As long as he can escape from Jinxiu Mansion and into the sect, he thinks this is his greatest success.

As a warrior who has broken through the seventh grade, Zuo Yun's internal energy has reached a constant circulation, but the continuous running for more than two hours still makes him feel exhausted.

Just as he was fighting aside and was about to take a breath, he heard a sound of playing the piano in front of him, but the sound of the piano was not good.

This sound stopped in Zuo Yuncong's ears, making Zuo Yuncong feel that his ears were really being abused to the greatest extent.

But when he heard this sound like playing cotton, Zuo Yuncong felt chilling. In this barren mountain, who would feel so painful to play the piano, and it would be so unpleasant.

He had the urge to turn around and run, but after hesitating, he gritted his teeth and walked towards the direction of the piano.

Green mountains, green water, young man!

It is a beautiful scenery, but the boy is really unhappy when playing the piano! It is simply out of place with the sound of gurgling water.

Just when he saw the boy, Zuo Yuncong felt like he was gritting his teeth. He pointed at the boy and shouted sternly: "Zheng Ming, do you dare to fight me fairly."

The boy gently withdrew his hands as he played the piano. He looked at Zuo Yuncong with a smile and said, "Brother Zuo, you meet a soulmate in this mountain flowing water. Why don't you let me finish playing this song before talking about it?"

"Zheng Ming, I just want to fight you fairly. Although I know that my martial arts are not as good as you, I also want to fight you!"

After Zuo Yuncong said this, he felt like he wanted to cry, and he was really afraid of being hung on the flagpole.

Zheng Ming looked at Zuo Yuncong's somewhat violent appearance and shook his head gently, thinking that this poor child was tortured by being hung on the flagpole five times.

I really blame myself for this matter, but the effect of the seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-game winning and seven-

Among the three palaces, there are only 300,000 to 400,000 warriors. Now I have a 100,000 reputation, which shows that most of the warriors of the three palaces who are afraid of me.

Although he felt sorry for Zuo Yuncong, Zheng Ming still decided to let this brother do good deeds to the end. Since he had suffered so much grievance, he could not let the grievances he suffered in vain.

Flying across from Zuo Yuncong, the flying fairy sword appeared in Zheng Ming's hand. He pointed at Zuo Yuncong and said, "Come on, as long as you can take my sword, I will let you leave."

Although Zuo Yuncong was defeated by Zheng Ming many times, the two of them had almost never fought head-on. In terms of Zheng Ming's record, Zuo Yuncong felt that he was not Zheng Ming's opponent, but he did not think that he could not even catch Zheng Ming's sword.

Just as he was posing for a letting go, a sword light suddenly fell from the void.

This sword light was like lightning and thunder, and the moment it fell, it was boundlessly gorgeous.

Under this sword light, Zuo Yuncong felt that no matter how he dodged, he could not escape the cover of the sword light. No matter how he took action, he would be killed by the sword light.

Before he could react, the sword light had turned into a long sword and landed on his erect neck.

The flying fairy sword is like snow, and the person holding the sword is even more calm and elegant and elegant.

At this time, Zuo Yun felt more and more aware of the gap between himself and Zheng Ming. This gap is not a trace of it, but a huge gap.

Although they are both seventh grade, the seventh grade and seventh grade are still different!

"A good sword technique, the old palace master of the Burial Sword Palace, you are actually his real master." A sigh came from a distance.

Hearing this emotion, Zheng Ming's expression changed. Since he obtained one-tenth of the Green Robe Ancestor's skill, although it was difficult to activate it, it made considerable progress in his Daoxin Demonic Technique.

Although it cannot be said that within a hundred feet, the flying flowers and leaves can be reflected in his heart, as long as there is any movement within a hundred feet, Zheng Ming can sense it.

But this man was obviously close to him, but he didn't find any trace of him.

This does not mean that the magic method of the Taoist heart is useless, but that the person's aura has merged into one with the surrounding heaven and earth.

Seeing this person, Zheng Ming quickly made a judgment that this person's cultivation level had reached at least a fourth grade.

"Uncle." Zuo Yuncong saw the person coming, his voice was filled with surprise.

This is a short and fat old man, a bare and big bald man, which makes him look very amiable. But when Zheng Ming thought of this man's background, he didn't think he was a good person.

After all, Wuhua Valley produces killers, but few good people produce.

Although Zheng Ming, who had a hero card in his hand, was not afraid of the fourth-grade strongman, he carefully pointed the long sword in his hand towards Zuo Yuncong.

"Senior is from Wuhua Valley?" Zheng Ming looked at the old man and asked faintly.

"Hahaha, my old man was going to retire in Wuhua Valley, but I heard that my younger generation was about to be bullied to death, so naturally I could not pretend to be dead in Wuhua Valley."

As the short and fat old man spoke, he touched his bare head and said, "Boy, your swordsmanship is very good. You can never complain at all when you are defeated by your hands. In this way, you can take the Jinxiu Mansion, what's the end of this matter?"

Zheng Ming pondered for a moment and shook his head gently.

"You don't agree. Do you think that our Wuhua Valley is just something that makes people bully?" The old man looked at Zheng Ming, his voice filled with anger.

Although the old man did not move, the aura on the old man's body was like frost, making the surroundings cold and silent.

"In front of the world, I said that I would capture Brother Yun Cong seven times in front of everyone else. I am still missing two times in the game. I like to have a beginning and an end in my work." Zheng Ming looked indifferent and his smile remained.

The short and fat old man laughed and said, "Boy, if you can make you occupy the Jinxiu Mansion, you are actually giving your master a face. Don't be too arrogant."

"Although our Wuhua Valley is unwilling to offend a first-grade strong man, in the years since our Wuhua Valley was established, the first-grade strong man who died at the hands of our Wuhua Valley is not the same."

"Listen to my Zuo Wuhei's advice, let's stop today's matter!"

Zheng Ming looked at Zuo Wuhe, and countless thoughts flashed through his heart for a moment. He pondered for a moment and said lightly: "Please forgive me and I can't agree."

Zuo Wuhe's chubby face suddenly became cold. He snorted coldly: "Boy, you are so disobedient, don't blame me for bullying the young."

"But, I'll give you a chance, as long as you can take my three palms, I'll let you complete the seven-capture and seven-track. What do you think?" (~^~)
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