Chapter 121
"Hidden Dragon List?"
This is a relatively unfamiliar term to Li Mo.
"That's the list of young geniuses in the nine heavens and ten earths."
Luo Yao was a little surprised. Why did this young man's knowledge fluctuate? He knew so many people in the martial arts world, but he didn't know what the Hidden Dragon List was.
"On the list, there are 100 talented warriors under the age of 30 who are below the Inner Realm."
She paused, as if recalling:
"In your sect, Yin Huacheng seemed to have been ranked last in the 100th place."
Don't you have a good memory?
Li Mo realized something and quietly buried his head in his work, and decided to change his nickname to something less childish when he had time.
Gradually, it was getting dark.
He had almost finished recording, but he never waited for Han Zhen.
The banquet in the hall just started.
.....
"Only Brother Yin Hua is good enough in this Blood Phoenix Secret Realm."
Bai Jinghong is arrogant, but Qingyuan Sect is the local snake of Ziyang Prefecture, and Yin Huacheng has been on the Hidden Dragon List, so he reluctantly said something polite.
But Yin Huacheng is not a swordsman after all, he is more interested in Ying Bing.
"I heard that your junior sister is good at swordsmanship?"
"Of course, she is far inferior to Young Master Bai."
Yin Huacheng lowered his eyes and drank the wine, and shouted to the people below:
"Junior Sister Ying Bing, Young Master Bai also has a mysterious weapon, why don't you represent our Qingyuan Sect and make friends with swords?"
Well, a typical case of forgetting the pain after the wound heals.
Can Ying Bing care about him?
Bingtuozi was dipping his jade fingers in water and drawing something on the table.
Well, it was the shape of the ice cream he was going to make in the evening.
Making ice cream is also considered cooking, right?
Bai Jinghong pulled the corner of his mouth: "Brother Yin Hua, you don't have much prestige among your fellow disciples."
"Hehe..."
Yin Huacheng couldn't hold back his face and could only reluctantly say:
"Ying Bing is cold and arrogant, focusing on practice and swordsmanship, and treats everyone the same."
Don't you think this is a coincidence?
Student Li just came back, took Ying Bing's teacup, and drank two gulps.
After drinking, Ying Bing seemed to be used to it and naturally added water to him.
"The shape of your ice cream is too strange, it's not easy to lick."
Li Mo retracted his gaze from the stage and said:
"I'll come to the banquet later, go home first."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Ying Bing and Li Mo still have sword practice tonight.
She knew that Li Mo was not going home.
But he was waiting for a destined person.
The weather was not good, and it rained heavily outside.
Li Mo put the Chixiao Sword on Ying Bing's side, and then turned and stepped into the wind and rain.
Watching the young man leave.
Bai Jinghong smiled, holding the wine glass with a playful expression, and looked at Yin Huacheng with a bit of pity.
In the air, there were several inaudible slapping sounds.
Snap.
"Excuse me."
Yin Huacheng suddenly became indifferent to fame and fortune at this time.
He told himself.
There was no need to get angry because of a dead person.
The elders went to discuss matters, and Li Mo had not brought his weapons.
The village was full of people of all kinds, and people came and went from all corners of the world.
Even the weather was so suitable, it was a rainy night with heavy rain.
The time, the place, and the people were all right.
He apologized, then stepped out of the door, found an empty corner, put on a straw hat and raincoat, and wore black clothes and black robes inside, and even put on a human skin mask.
After making all preparations, he also stepped into the rain curtain.
......
Crack——
Thunder flashed across the sky, illuminating the vastness of the world, and the green mountains and green waters were pale.
The sound of rain was loud, covering Yin Huacheng's breathing and heartbeat.
The water drops fell on his few exposed skin, but they could not stick to it at all, as if there was a layer of slippery blocking it.
He silently shuttled through the forest beside the official road. When he encountered obstacles, his body would twist like a spirit snake, with quick and strange movements.
A pair of vertical pupils stared at the back of the boy in front of him.
Far enough.
He was about to kill him with one blow.
But at this time, the boy in front turned around and looked in his direction.
When their eyes crossed, Yin Huacheng's heart jumped suddenly.
Too calm.
Not only was the boy not frightened, he even seemed relieved.
"Brother Yin Hua, luckily you are easily impatient."
"Otherwise I probably wouldn't be able to wait for you today."
Li Mo said softly.
"Wait for me?"
Yin Huacheng's body had begun to deform uncontrollably. His neck suddenly rose, scales pierced his skin, and his eyes turned into cold snake pupils.
"Here, there is no heaven or earth to cry for help."
"I will kill you, destroy your body, and leave behind a swallow in front of Xiyu Tower."
"You will die at the hands of Xiyu Tower, and who will know it was me?"
He didn't know if he was threatening or trying to convince himself.
"What a coincidence. "
A hammer of strange shape fell into his palm.
Li, rainy night with a hammer but no sword, Mo.
"I thought so at first."
"Die!"
Yin Huacheng was the first to attack, his body trembling violently, as if there were hundreds of beasts roaring in his body.
Li Mo seemed to hear a hissing.
Is it a snake? Or a dragon?
It was like the breath of a prehistoric beast, which was purely from the tyrannical body, a terrifying pressure, not some kind of charm.
But.....
Crack——
Thunder roared, a lightning snake left its figure in the night, and the sky and the earth lost color in an instant.
There was a sound, very loud.
Even the rolling thunder just now All can't be covered.
Hammer?
When that hammer fell.
Yin Huacheng wanted to roar, but found that he couldn't make a sound.
The rain suddenly solidified, and then was rolled back to the sky, forming a short vacuum.
The sixth of the Seven Stables of the Universe - Stable Turbulence.
This hammer.
The Xuandan was broken, the internal energy collapsed, Yin Huacheng had harmed countless people, and the beast body refined to his body seemed to be destroyed.
He was smashed into the ground, and his bones were broken.
"Alas, you hit me so hard, what can I say to you."
Qian Bufan walked out from behind the rain curtain, and Xue Jing was with him.
Old Xue sighed with a sigh:
"It's still a breath left. "
With a stomp of his foot, Yin Huacheng was shaken out.
He was so miserable at this time that it was hard to say that he was a human being, because the flesh and blood on his body seemed to have its own consciousness and was biting back at him.
"Yin Hua...why bother."
Qian Bufan sighed heavily.
Yin Huacheng was like this, and Yin Huaxuan couldn't be completely unaware of it.
It can only be said that this elder of the Zhenshou Peak might be the source of the Hundred Beasts Blood Refining.
"At that time on the Wangyue Cliff, Shang Wu was so reckless that he almost bumped into the truth."
Xue Jing frowned.
Yin Huacheng's body was already on the verge of collapse.
Using healing medicine will only aggravate the backlash of flesh and blood.
"The sect master already knows about this."
"Xiao Mo, just pretend nothing happened. We will deal with Yin Huaxuan's matter. "
Xue Jing pondered.
The Summoning Demon Cult is strange, and there may be some means of transmitting information that they are not aware of.
"Give him pain..."
"Okay."
Bang——
Very quickly.
Xue Jing and Qian Bufan watched the young man take back the hammer, and were silent for a while.
It looks very painful.
Yin Huacheng did not pass peacefully.
You kid didn't intend to let him live from the beginning, right?
......
In Dongli Manor.
During the banquet.
Bai Jinghong suddenly stood up, and after looking at the old man beside him, he held the sword and said:
"Everyone, this Blood Phoenix Secret Realm is extremely dangerous."
"I, Hengyun Sword City, have compassion in my heart, and I don't want everyone to lose their lives in vain."
"If you can't take my three moves, I don't think it's necessary to enter the secret realm and take risks. "
He spoke lightly.
The content was quite polite, but the tone expressed nothing more than:
'Everyone here is trash.'
'What level, come to snatch the opportunity from me?'
Very arrogant, but he has the capital to be arrogant.
A hero in his twenties on the Hidden Dragon List, a genius ranked in the top 100 in the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, is a guest of honor for the royal family in the Great Yu Imperial City.
And he is just arrogant, but not stupid.
If Yin Huacheng was there, Bai Jinghong would not have made such a statement. Although he looked down on the other party's talent, he also knew that the other party was not a soft persimmon, and it was still easy for him to take three swords.
Don't say it.
Bai Jinghong's eyes were like swords, sweeping sharply below, most of them People really dare not look him in the eye.
Of course, there are a few exceptions.
Tieqi's eyes were burning, and he did not avoid it.
Luo Yu frowned, you pretended to be strong, why should I pretend?
Of course.
And Bingtuozi.
She was still drawing ice cream.
A person came in from the wind and rain. Everyone remembered him. He was the true disciple of Li from Qingyuan Sect.
The boy smiled at everyone embarrassedly, politely and modestly. Anyone who saw him would say that he was a sunny boy and a modest gentleman.
Who would have thought that he had just used the power of the world to hammer a Guanshen realm?
He sat next to Bingtuozi and asked in a low voice:
"What's going on? Everyone is silent?"
