Transmigration with QQ Farm

"It turns out that you are the coach of the Mingtong school, and it is really domineering, powerful, yes, I am Cheng Xiaoxiao!" Glancing at him, Cheng Xiaoxiao responded softly.

It sounded like a compliment. The knowing head smiled awkwardly and turned sideways, with a bit of respect in the tone, saying: "Please, Master Mo Dian and Miss Cheng, please--"

Under their leadership, several people entered the Mingtong School!

A piece of green mountains overlaps and overlaps, the odd danger is the mountain, the crook is the mountain, the flatness is the mountain, the abruptness is the mountain, some are described by ghosts, some are plain and unremarkable, and in this combination of mountains, they are Futian Cave of Mingtong School.

Looking around while walking, Cheng Xiaoxiao was surprised that the Mingtong School's aura is particularly thin. In her view, this place is really not a blessing. It is almost the same as Liujia Village where she lived. It's a little better.

The dense courtyard of the pavilion is dotted between the mountains, and the disciples in uniform dress walk on the main roads. It seems that there are many disciples of the Mingtong School, at least tens of thousands!

"Master Mo Dian, Miss Cheng, please--"

The voice in front came again, and Cheng Xiaoxiao found out that he had arrived in front of a hall with four flying dragons and phoenix characters written on the forehead plaque!

Mingxindongtian!

The writing is good, and the name is also good. Unfortunately, the people living here are not very good.

Cheng Xiaoxiao shook his head slightly and quickly withdrew his eyes.

"Hey, hey, it's not a small tone!" The old man should ridiculously smile, "I'm afraid some people are sorry for these four words, do you want the old man to pick it up?"

As soon as these words came out, the people present immediately glared at them, which was equivalent to slapping them, and they were cracking, so that they were not angry.

"Elder Ying should be kidding me!" Mingtong's head coach had a bit of patience, and could only ignore the sarcasm.

"The old man never jokes!"

"Everyone, please come in--"

Ignoring, ignoring, and ignoring again, Mingtong's coaches insisted on ignoring the end.

However, the old man glared at the others, and he ignored them and followed in with a smile.

In the main hall, the host and the guest were seated, and soon a boy brought Lingcha.

Everyone silently tasted tea, and no one took the initiative to say anything.

The old man should politely pour a cup of spirit tea into his mouth, and he smashed his mouth a few times, and said dissatisfiedly: "You Mingtong School is really stingy, what kind of spirit tea is really difficult drink!"

Compared with the spiritual tea in the Central Plains Holy Land, it is indeed a huge difference of 18,000 miles. Gao Hanjun next to him also agreed with Master’s words that this tea is indeed ordinary, and it doesn’t feel a little aura.

Such unwelcome and rude manners made the Mingdong elders blush with old faces, and the most fierce Elder Niu was really intolerable. He shot the case and shouted: "Old man, what do you want, tell you , Our Mingdong faction is not irritating!"

"Hey, hey--"

The old man smiled without anger, squinting at the violently jumping guy, "Boy, you are very rushing, you are not easy to provoke, is my old man very irritating? Why, do you want to have a trick with my old man?"

"Don't you think I dare--" Elder Niu ignored the glances from other elders. He and old man Ying yelled at each other and shouted with their necks: "What are you doing, dare to be in us The Mingdong faction is looking for trouble, whatever you are, Emperor Wubuwu, we are not afraid of you!"

"Elder Cow--" Shen Sheng, the coaching director, drank aloud and rebuked: "Too presumptuous, not to retreat!"

"Master, we are afraid of what he is doing. They ran to us and the Mingtong School bullied us. Do we want to let them fail, too bullying people!"

Elder Niu was flushed with rage, yelling despite the majesty of the coach in charge!

The elder Ying, who was not waiting for the coach to speak, looked at the grumpy big man, "How about I bullying you, is it only for you to bully others and not allow others to bully you?"

"you--"

"The elder Ying should be right!" At this time, Mo Xuanzun said softly, "Your people are robbing everywhere. I believe why we came to the Mingtong School. Everyone knows, should we give us an explanation? What do you say?"

"This, there are a lot of adults, there are indeed some misunderstandings, I hope--"

"fart--"

The old man yelled at him, his breath changed, his expression was awe-inspiring, and a breath of engulfing the sea erupted throughout his body.

"Don’t say that you rob us first, and then dispatch the four masters to siege us. Then, based on your Mingdong faction’s strong bullying, robbing other cultivators for no reason, and injuring the innocent people, these crimes are enough to kill you. What a fart Mingdong sent to wipe out clean, hum!"

"Misunderstanding, really misunderstanding!" The embarrassed coaching staff were scolded to refute to refute, after all, what kind of virtue they are, they naturally know in their hearts.

Elder Chun looked at the coach in charge and immediately guessed why he persevered. However, he was really intolerable and said, "What is wrong with the strong!"

"well said!"

The elder Ying shouted and sneered. At this moment, his breath became unpretentious, like an unfathomable Wang Yang.Around him, the air was like a rushing river, exuding a violent breath.

"So, now we are stronger than you. What about we bully you, that is, you said that the strong are the most respected, and whoever is not convinced, the old man, I hit you to be convinced, and then destroy your Mingdong faction!"

"——"

After saying this, they can no longer be refuted, and under the emperor Wudi’s grand and powerful breath, they have fear in their hearts, as much as their face is as ugly as possible, only two of them are indifferent, as if everything It has nothing to do with them.

The air in the whole hall seemed to become thick like sea water, and everyone's breathing was a little quick, and it was against this force of repressive force and silently resisted.

As a disciple of nearly 10,000 disciples from the Nine Gates, the entire Mingtong School has set off an uproar at this moment. Everyone heard the sound just now and immediately knew what happened to him.

Who is it, dare to run to the door to provoke?

However, dozens of elite disciples heard this somewhat familiar voice, their faces suddenly changed, and they originally dismissed the idea when they originally planned to watch it.

Several even quietly left the Mingtong School and ran outside to avoid misfortune, lest they be handed over by the coach.

Because the old man deliberately made things worse, many disciples and elders of Wuling Wuwang swarmed up and surrounded the whole Mingxindong Heaven on the third and third floors.

"Master Mo Dian, Miss Cheng, we have something to discuss, and we have something to ask!"

Not daring to deal with the tough old man, the leaders of the Mingtong school had to hit their minds on the people in front of them. No matter what, they were the real masters, as long as they negotiated, then everything else was not a problem!

"Which bastard dares to pretend to be my Mingtong School—"

The rumbling voice resounded through the world, and the voice was still there, and Xiang Xiang appeared in front of everyone.

He was dressed in sackcloth and his face was thin, and his eyes that were so small that they were almost invisible came to shine. He looked at the stranger before him.

"Shishuzu--" The head of the Mingtong school saw the old man appearing, he was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately stood up and arched his hands.

The other elders were also very happy. They knew that the real masters were coming. This is that they were the elders of Mingtong School. With his appearance, they no longer need to hold their breath and endure!

In the face of his appearance, Mo Xuanzun and Cheng Xiaoxiao just glanced at the top of the Emperor Wu Emperor. It's nothing terrible. The old man can destroy him easily!

When he saw this man, the old man narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment before he said: "Are you the old, unshaved, crazy man?"

"who are you?"

There are not many people who know the end of his lunatics, but the old man in front of him can shout out. He can't help but pat the seeds on his head, thinking, saying: "You are a bit familiar, but can't remember who you are!"

"Master Uncle Zu, he is the elder Ying of the Central Plains Holy Land!" The master quickly told him.

"Zhongyuan Holy Land? Why haven't my old people heard about it?"

The madman frowned, and he had been shutting down. He really didn't know what the new rising Central Plains shrine was.

"Hey, hey, it's a crazy person, don't know anything, you just die a little earlier, and staying in the world is a waste of food. People like you die early and have fetuses!" Ying old man's mouth is poisonous and yin. , Directly curse people to death.

When the lunatic man heard his words, his eyes flashed, his eyes glared and stretched out his hand, "The old man knows who you are, you are a poisonous person, a cruel guy, how did you come to me Mingtong sent, yes Not looking for death?"

It turns out that the two elders are still acquaintances who know that their tone is not good, I am afraid they are not friends, but opponents.

"Pooh--"

The old man glanced at him contemptuously, "Crazy man, you were not the old man's opponent twenty years ago, and you are not the old man's opponent now. Look at your dying appearance, it's really happy, hahahaha--"

"Ying Duzi, the old man is about to die, and he can take care of you asshole!" The madman stepped into the void, palmed his right hand, and his five fingers buckled.

Rumble!

The sky shook, and the entire hall of the palm master shook violently in his fist.The air flowed around the mad man, turning into a mad dragon of hundreds of millions of fierce horses, hissing and roaring, and running towards Ying Ying'er.

This kind of punching power can split the individual strength, but for such thousands of violent airflows, the general moves are useless because they can block all the opponents' motivations.

In such a shocking punch, the people present felt like a flat boat in a sea storm, with a heavy load and a heavy load, unable to resist at all.

Wow, great!

The elders and disciples of Mingtong School all showed surprise expressions!

His boxing technique attracted Mo Xuanzun and Cheng Xiaoxiao, who had been indifferent, looked sideways. The two became the audience and watched. They were not worried about the old man.

"Hahaha—" The old man laughed without surprise, the whole world echoed his laughter, as if not affected by the madness!

At the next moment, I saw his figure flashing, the whole hall was buzzing and shaking, a sound of dragon and tiger roaring through the void.

His imposing power filled the heavens and earth like a fierce dragon born out of the air.

In the light of stone fire, he raised his hand, and a huge palm print pressed from the void!

Boom!

The madman was directly suppressed, and his old face was purple. He couldn't help but open his mouth and yelled: "Ah-"

A long roar shook the entire mountain forest and shook countless voids.

This full of screams of air shook through the clouds and echoed throughout the world.

"What the hell is it, the old man won't kill you again!"

Old Man Ying suppressed his momentum with a ridiculous voice. At this moment, they seemed to turn into a giant dragon and two giants.There was flames in the room for more than twenty feet, and the air seemed to be burned.

The two men made every move with great force, completely abandoning the defense, just like the two ancient fierce beasts, each crashing wildly.

"Great, will our Taishang elders win?"

"Nonsense, of course you will win, I think it's too elder!"

"I don't think that Ying Duzi has tried his best, and our elders are too desperate!"

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense, we too elders will definitely win!"

"That Ying Duzi is still smiling, not like he is fighting, I think the elders are too great--"

Many disciples of the Mingtong School standing outside the hall looked at the scene in front of them.

It seemed to be a terrifying battle, but Mo Xuanzun and Cheng Xiaoxiao could see that the old man was playing, just like a cat and a mouse.

Seeing this, the two couldn't help but feel funny and let him play.

"Don't be too serious, Yingduzi!" Suddenly, the madman roared with a shock.

"Too much? Who is too much? It seems that every time you do it is your Mingtong school, is it good, and also said that the old man is too much, then, you can see how I am too much!"

An invisible coercion radiated out. Although the old man's tone was with a smile, everyone could feel the chill in his smile.

The inside and outside of the hall suddenly became quiet.

"Catch it--"

A palm fell from the sky and shot heavily on the crazy man, he had no chance to dodge!

The difference between Emperor Wu and Emperor Wu is not so big!

"puff--"

With a mouthful of blood spit out, for a moment, the mad man bending over to resist the pressure was shocked and incredible!

The old man's eyes stared at each other coldly, icy bones, frozen into the bone marrow.

"Too much, I tell you, this is not too much, the old man just wiped out your Mingtong school, not too much!"

"You, Yingduzi, how dare you—" The madman's eyes were cold and the temperature in the hall dropped sharply.

"Why, want to kill me? Do you have this ability?"

The old man should be walking towards him while talking, the footsteps are not fast, but on the contrary it is very slow.

However, every step out of it has the earth-shattering momentum. Every step out of it, everyone feels the ground beneath their feet and trembles, just like a giant standing on the ground.

The footsteps are getting closer, closer...

"Puff puff--"

As Old Man Ying stepped out, the madman couldn't resist the other's momentum, and a spit of blood spurted out.

At this moment, everyone's ears, weird voices sounded, the monstrous momentum surged across the entire hall, all the Mingtong faction showed fear.

"You Mingtong School said that the strong are the most respected, no matter how you rob other people and mutilate the people, it is because of this sentence, the strong is the most respected, you can get your hands on it, how, it's up to you , You can't stand it? Do you know what it means to be excessive?"

With the old man's words, his momentum strengthened a little bit, and the mad man who couldn't resist was kneeling involuntarily.

Click-

With a crunch of bones, he knelt down on his knees. Because the floor stone could not bear this force, the floor stone was crushed and extended around the lunatic man's knees.

At this time, Mingtong sent up and down to see clearly that they were too elders. I saw a painful and twisted face of the madman at this moment, sweating and cold, eyes covered with blood.

The head and the elders were shocked, and their minds were blank, and they were almost shocked to think!

None of their most powerful elders, Taishang elders, are opponents of the old man. Well, it is true that he is the Emperor Wu Xiu!

Real Emperor Wu!

All of them froze!

"You, Ying Duzi, what are you doing?" The whole body was embarrassed, his face pale, and the mad man no longer had the arrogance and arrogance of a master. His eyes were staring directly at each other with no emotion.

Ying Older’s pupils shrank, his eyes sharpened, and the people he saw next to him couldn’t help but feel a little palpitation. He said lightly, “You said!”

"Too, too much elder, should be the elder's cultivation, is Emperor Wu!" Elder Chun told him the truth.

"what--"

The maniac shouted, staring at the beads, "Impossible, how could there be Emperor Wu, and he is not a person in the Temple of Heaven, absolutely impossible--"

He, who has never been able to retreat, knows that during these two years, he discovered many things that he did not know.

Seeing his madness, the old man showed disdain and said, "You don't know, it doesn't mean you don't. Yes, the old man is Emperor Wu, crazy, you haven't tasted the old man's means yet? Just now, the old man just used it. If you're really angry, you'll have a lot of fun. You think you can really play against the old man, hum!"

"You, you, poo--"

After staring straight at him, the lunatic opened his mouth and spouted a little blood, but he was unconscious.

"Shishuzu--"

"Too Elder--"

The people in the hall were busy again, and they immediately lifted the people who passed out.

Seeing that he was going to die, the old man was not embarrassed by the Mingtong school. Let them toss about it, and he sat down.

"Master Dian Mo, Miss Cheng Da, elder Ying, our disciples are rude, and apologize to the top and bottom representatives of the Mingtong School. If we have any requirements, we will do it!"

The coach who had already lost his soul bent over and arched his hands. He could no longer see the demeanor of a group of masters on his body, as if he were a minion with a broken bone, begging for forgiveness.

"I knew it so, why did you have it!" Cheng Xiaoxiao did not regret this kind of person.

When they kill people, they have no mercy. No matter who they are, if they want to kill, they are replaced by himself, which is completely different. They just want to survive, regardless of their dignity.

"If you don't say anything, you still give us an account!" Mo Xuanzun said lightly.