Comprehensive martial arts: People in Northern Liang, study to become Confucianism!

Thirty-One: No matter how big the world is, it is not bigger than Luo…

“It’s been so many years.”

“There are still people in Jianghu who remember me.”

Bei Mingzi looked at Ye Luoyang with a beard and a smile.

Suddenly the wind blew up behind him.

The countless branches of the blowing rustle.

“As light as dust.”

“True Taoism.”

“The famous sword Xueji.”

“Taoist Tianzong.”

“Besides Senior Beimingzi, who else can be?”

Ye Luoyang raised his eyelids slightly, still neither humble nor overbearing.

“Senior, I came to Liyang and went to Jiangnan.”

“Could it be a helper invited by the Lu family.”

“I want to make an enemy of Luoyang.”

Ye Luoyang shook the feather fan lightly in his hand.

Like a fairy in the world.

Leaves fall automatically without wind.

The culmination of land gods.

The book business between heaven and earth is full of vigor.

Not at all inferior to Bei Mingzi’s Harmonious Light and Dust.

“The old man is one step late after all.”

“The Lu family is already so desolate.”

“But after all, there must be a kindling.”

“Otherwise, the old lady’s love will be hard to get rid of.”

Bei Mingzi waved his sleeves.

Xue Ji broke free from the scabbard, revealing a cold glow.

Hanging in the air, buzzing.

Dao Dao Jian Qi shoots out.

They all aimed at Ye Luoyang.

“Although I really don’t want to be an enemy of fellow daoists.”

“But there must always be an end to the matter here.”

“I also ask fellow Taoists to enlighten me.”

Bei Mingzi’s voice sounded again.

next moment.

The sword light flickered.

Xue Ji turned into a streamer.

Carrying an extremely sharp sword energy.

It looks like a long rainbow.

He went straight to Ye Luoyang.

And if it is Lu Baijie’s swordsmanship, it is similar to Li Chungang.

The sword he cultivated is majestic.

Has the power of infinite evolution.

So.

Bei Mingzi is specialized in one sword.

In one sword.

Taoism follows nature.

In one sword.

There are thousands of good fortune.

Although there is only one sword.

Open mountains and stop flowing.

The world changes color.

No problem.

However.

A cold light flashed in Ye Luoyang’s eyes.

A wave of air swept out of his body.

Xueji stopped steadily three feet in front of him.

“Senior Bei Mingzi.”

“In this way, we will shoot directly.”

“It’s not really a lesson.”

Ye Luoyang’s eyes became extremely hostile.

His gentleness is the norm.

Read it with a clear conscience.

Between gestures.

It’s all gentlemanly.

But what he did.

All of them shocked the world.

after all.

He, Ye Luoyang, is not a good-tempered man.

And at this time.

Anger pent up inside.

Like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, it burst out with a bang.

between heaven and earth.

immediately.

Stormy.

Ye Luoyang tapped the feather fan in his hand.

The world was overshadowed.

The endless wind condensed into a feather fan.

Crush Wanli Fengyun.

Rolled out towards Bei Mingzi.

hum!

The sky trembled.

The power of the land gods.

The airflow crazily gathered above Bei Mingzi’s head.

Swirl into a vortex.

Wanchuan Qiushui!

boom!

Ye Luoyang waved his lupine again without fear.

With the Wanchuan Qiushui of the Taoist Tianzong.

Colliding like a dragon on the Nujiang River.

for a while.

Two stubborn forces collided to one place.

The gangster raged across thousands of mountains.

The entire Lu family almost disappeared.

And here a few miles away.

The air was almost directly drawn in half.

The common people who came and went felt that it was difficult to breathe, and they were a little out of breath.

And in this land fairy aura.

The square inch is about six feet.

Whether it is a person or a thing.

All fell to the ground one after another.

Serious injuries are hard to heal.

And Ye Luoyang frowned slightly.

Slowly put away the feather fan.

The palm sticks out.

Take a big hand in the air.

He grabbed Bei Mingzi directly below.

And Bei Mingzi’s eyes were fixed, and there was a slight shock in his eyes.

Reach out.

Xue Ji broke Ye Luoyang’s control.

From bottom to top.

Ye Luoyang’s suppressed palm slashed upwards.

Bark!

Bei Mingzi’s Xue Ji cut through Ye Luoyang’s big hand in an instant.

It soared into the sky.

See you up.

But Ye Luoyang had already stepped into the void, his eyes indifferent.

whole body.

One by one mysterious words.

Glowing with magnificent light.

bodyrear.

It seems that there are countless virtual images of saints and sages floating up and down.

each one.

All are land gods.

The momentum is extraordinary.

And at this moment.

All the sages exhaled in unison.

To Beimingzi Haoran, he clapped his hands out!

immediately.

The magnificent words gather into a pair of big hands.

Directly towards Bei Mingzi in the middle, close up.

“Boom!”

The breath of heaven and earth is mighty.

Moment of youth.

Fleeting.

without any origin.

All return to nothingness.

Ye Luoyang’s eyes were still neither sad nor happy.

Then the figure slowly fell, and he made a light move with his right hand.

Glowing snow.

It fell firmly into Ye Luoyang’s hands.

And six feet away from Ye Luoyang.

There is no figure of Bei Mingzi.

Gather the awe-inspiring spirit of Confucianism and Taoism in the world!

Even Bei Mingzi.

Taoist Tianzong is in charge.

Land of fairyland.

It is also difficult to resist the power of thousands of sages.

Even the bones.

They were all turned into dust by this mighty force.

“Xue Ji Sword.”

“Taoist Tianzong, he is really a good person.”

“Here come the weapons.”

“really not bad.”

“But in this world, who else can be my enemy.”

Ye Luoyang looked at Xue Ji in his hand, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he shook his head with a lonely look.

Bei Mingzi was not considered to be the best in the world.

But it is also a first-class land fairy.

But even so, he was not Ye Luoyang’s enemy.

And since Bei Mingzi wanted to mix things up with Jiangnan.

Then be prepared to fall.

Don’t talk about teaching and asking for advice.

Just because he is in Luoyang’s dictionary.

Only to kill or not to kill, nothing more.

“Luoyang?”

At this time, a clear female voice called out with some uncertainty.

“elder sister.”

“It’s Luoyang.”

And this female voice sounded.

Ye Luoyang’s body shook slightly.

It’s like going back to my childhood.

Then re-outlined a smile like a spring breeze.

Turning around slowly, she looked at the woman in red behind her, as gentle as ever.

“It’s really Luoyang.”

“Sister misses you so much.”

And in the eyes of the woman in red, a mist appeared, and then she rushed into Ye Luoyang’s arms as if there was no one there, tears streaming down involuntarily.

“I miss my sister too.”

“This trip to Jiangnan.”

“Just for my sister.”

Ye Luoyang hugged the red clothes tightly, Xu Zhihu, the great princess of Beiliang Palace, then slowly let go, and wiped away the tears from the corners of Xu Zhihu’s eyes, and then smiled softly: “Siblings meet again, You can’t cry, you should be happy.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Let my sister take a look, she has lost weight.”

“It’s still the same as when I was a child.”

“It’s really disturbing.”

“This time I’m coming to Jiangnan.”

“Sister must make up for you.”

That never-ending nagging sound can evoke countless reveries and memories hidden deep in the heart, and it is precisely because of such gentleness that Ye Luoyang can walk out of his inner world.

Although Xu Zhihu blamed him on his mouth, his eyes were full of tenderness and doting, which made Ye Luoyang’s heart tremble even more.

Ye Luoyang as a child.

Just entered Beiliang Palace.

At that time there was no Xu Fengnian.

And he is also very withdrawn.

If it weren’t for the gentle woman and the doting elder sister in front of him, the ice in his heart would not disappear, and the last trace of grudge would always exist.

“elder sister.”

“Luoyang will take you back to Beiliang.”

“This Jiangnan, we won’t wait.”

Ye Luoyang took Xu Zhihu’s jade hand, his eyes were full of stars, while holding a sword in his right hand, he still said gently: “With the sword in your hand, Luoyang can protect your sister’s safety. No matter how big this world is, it cannot be bigger than Luoyang’s hand.” Zhijian, sister, let’s go with Luoyang.”

Ye Luoyang fought Bei Mingzi.

All the corpses in the courtyard turned into a puff of dust.

Except for Lu Baijie lying there.

But Xu Zhihu is so smart, he already has a guess in his heart.

But there was no export question.

Looking at the younger brother in front of him, the tenderness in his eyes never dissipated.

And that cold child.

It has become the best in the world.

No one can match it.

This is pride.