Fantasy World Transmigration

昂 Chen Ang rode on the trail along the trail and headed towards the west, but after half a moment of effort, he came to the ancient tree beside the road. The early morning dew is relatively heavy, and a little light wet mark is very inconspicuous at the moss under the ancient wood.

Chen Ang skimmed at this indentation, and suddenly laughed.

"Songshan friends over there, please don't hide it! Ding Mian, Songshan is a well-known official after all, anyway, if you don't do something that disappoints Chen, don't blame Chen if you don't come out!"

昂 Chen Ang stared into the woods to the north. There was a bit of fun in his eyes. A little silver trembled in his hands. A flying dart darts between him flexibly. It seems that he can come out at any time.

There was only the flashing sound of wind blowing from the branches around the urn, and the urn was very pleasant. Where Chen Ang looked, there was a calmness, and even the voice of the bird singing in the treetops remained unchanged.

"Ding Mian, you can't help disappointing me like this! You know that I can't lie to you, but you dare not enter, you do n’t dare to retreat. What do you want?" Not a flash.

A bit of silver rushes across the treetop, disappearing without a trace.

For a long time, a Songshan disciple fell from the treetop and slumped to the ground. In the middle of his hat, a silver dart flickered with a cold mang, nailed to the surrounding branch. It was only half an inch short and he could nail him. head on.

A big hand appeared across the air, catching the silver dart on his hat.

A chubby yellow-faced old man, twisting a silver dart, said disdainly: "Steel made of steel, crafted by a craftsman. This silver dart is strangely made, and the craft is also very good. A gold dart made of gold is more expensive! "

"Even if you have billions of fortunes, how many silver darts can you take with you?"

After listening to his words, the disciples of Songshan gathered around him, and his face suddenly improved. Ding Mian and Lu Bai juxtaposed behind him. In addition, Jiuqu Jianzhong Town also took the other two Taibaos to the back of Chen Ang.

Chen Ang roughly counted, Wu Gong here is similar to Fei Bin, at least five or six people, there are three more martial arts above him, obviously the older generation of Songshan school. At a glance, Chen Ang saw Songshan backbones, such as the white-headed fairy Weng Buchen, the bald eagle Sha Tianjiang, and the Jin Maoshi Gaokexin.

If these people die here, I'm afraid Songshan will be stunned.

昂 Chen Ang raised his eyes and smiled, and did not refute the words of Lehou, but the long sword in his hand was deeply inserted into the ground, the scabbard picked, and a marble with a large marble fell into the air.

挥 With a long sword, he hit the stone with a sheath.

A "Beep!" Sounded loudly, the stone shot out, and only heard a scream of wind, Lehou saw a little shadow rushing directly to his door, and hurried the iron guard on his hand to protect himself Before the face.

With a loud noise of "Dang!", Lehou's hands were numb with shock, and his wrists hit his face heavily. The whole person stepped back three or four steps, and the wolf howled on the tree behind him.

His face was bluish-purple, his hands were trembling, the iron guards on his hands were set with a marble the size of a marble, and it looked natural. Lehou's face changed tragically, and he could not help but spit out his mouth and spit out two large white front teeth.

"My darts are precious, but the stones on the ground can be picked up by leaning down. If you think that there are not as many stones on the ground as you have, then come up!" Chen Aang's mouth showed a touch of sun.

The Songshan disciples who were present all looked tragic, holding the long sword nervously and protecting them in front of their chests.

"Haha! The miracle doctor laughed!" A thick voice spoke loudly. Disciples in Songshan heard this voice, as if with a backbone, eyes were sharpened. Hearing only the sound of the crowd moving around behind him, Chen Ang watched suddenly before dozens of Songshan disciples were drilled out, one by one holding the big shield in his hands.

They carefully guarded all Songshan disciples. Such a cowhide wooden shield could not penetrate even the two-stone strong bow. He pulled out a handful of delicate crossbow arrows from behind him, pointing directly at the vital points of Chen Ang.

昂 Chen Ang didn't even look at them, only staring at an old man coming out of the forest.

Zuo Lengchan came out with a negative hand and stood in front of Lehou: "Don't misunderstand the doctor, Zuo has no malicious intentions here, but just wanted to ask the previous question, who is responsible for your interference in the family affairs of the Wuyue Sword School? "

Chen Ang smiled slightly, but did not answer, but chuckled slightly, "I have heard that Songshan School was before the left head, but it was only a mid-level sect of Wuyue Sword School. Blood has made the Songshan faction splendid. Although I first entered the rivers and lakes, I have heard the famous name of the Songshan Sword faction. "

"I've heard that the left leader brought Songshan faction to such a reputation, which is an amazing figure."

When Zuo Lengchan heard his words, he showed his self-confidence and hugged his fist, saying, "It's all friends from rivers and lakes!"

"It's a pity!" A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Ang. "There are too many frogs in the bottom of the world. Their praises are often exaggerated and alarmist. So ..."

Chen Ang's voice paused, looking at Zuo Lengchan, saying word by word:

"Is Songshan faction great now?"

Looking at Zuo Lengchan's suddenly gloomy face, Chen Ang smiled, "Zuo Lengchan, are you great? Or you have forgotten a reason."

"What's the point?" Zuo Lengchan sneered.

"The truth about the finch An Zhihong's ambition!" Chen Ang looked at him and read aloud, "The Phoenix is ​​high-clean, non-Wu is not inhabited. If you get a rotten rat, see Feng.

"Zuo Lengchan, you are regarded as the treasure of the Five Sects, the power and the position, in my eyes only the rotten rat. Now you are cautious, search your heart, and even think for yourself. The plot to be a mean man is nothing more than a joke. "

"Today you come to ask me, and 鸱 ask Phoenix, isn't it reasonable to‘ get me rotten rats ’?”

昂 Chen Ang shook her head and laughed, looking into Zuo Lengzen's eyes, only regret and sigh.

Zuo Lengchan lowered his eyebrows, stared at the void three feet in front of his eyes, and said slowly and slowly: "Yanzhi Anzhi Hongzhi's ambition! Tourists in the mountains, do you understand my ambition?"

"Ha!" Chen Ang shook his head and sighed. He looked at Zuo Lengchan in a lonely state, and no one knew how I looked, and couldn't help smirking.

"His ambition? His Majesty has a hundred men with swords. He screams in front and back, and screams from side to side. The passers-by from the rivers and lakes avoid it. The heroes on the rivers and lakes see it, and they want to stand up and hold their fists. , Leading thousands of disciples of Wuyue, controlling eight thousand miles of green forest, and dominating the Wudang Shaolin, it is really prestigious, domineering! Haha! "

昂 Chen Ang sneered at him, "Should I respect you, Causeway Bay carrying a handle, Zuo Lengchan left the door?"

Although he couldn't understand what Chen Ang was talking about, the irony in his tone was already looming. The people in the Songshan school flashed sharply, and the swords in his hands were tighter.

"You have two days, and the land is Kyushu. The world is vast and boundless. I think this is heaven and earth, and when you see the martial arts, the rivers and lakes are fighting, I think this is your world. The black bird is trapped in the well and can only walk. The power of the earth, Xun Long was born to talk, but he only has the will to fish and shrimp, this is not to blame you. "

"But Zuo Lengchan, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is not only a world of rivers and lakes, nor is it only the pursuit of fame and fortune. How can you comment on my path, and how can you understand? I only hope that you can Relax your eyes and don't be a blind eye. "

昂 Chen Ang raised the sword and said slowly.

He Zuo Lengzen heard this, his eyes flickered, he looked at the sword in Chen Ang's hand, and sighed, "This is your sword? Sure enough, but a pity!"

He sighed, showing deep regret on his face, "Such a good sword and such wonderful swordsmanship are a lunatic!"

"Even if you are a lunatic, you should have a bright future. If you blame it, blame why you committed this crazy disease in front of the Songshan faction!" Zuo Lengchan smiled and stood opposite Chen Ang with a sword, slowly Slowly: "Since I'm already standing here, I'm afraid it's not my turn today in front of you, and I've been flying for nine days!"

"I would like to see if the dead chickadees dare to sing!"

The words didn't fall, and the surrounding Songshan disciples had already fit and rushed on. Several sharp sword lights quickly slashed to Chen Ang, tearing the trees and leaves on the road into pieces. Each of them was one of the best on the rivers and lakes. With Qili, even if the head of Wuyue is first-rate, he must drink hate.

Jian Zuo Leng Chan burst a sword light around his waist, sharp energy tore the grass around him, the sword light swayed, like a bolt of lightning exploding in the air, burst out and pierced Chen An's heart.

Dozens of swords have advanced and retreated, forming a network of heaven and earth, blocking Chen Ang's dodging space. Several Taibao swordsmen swooped up and stabbed Chen Ang fiercely. Together with Zuo Lengchan, they formed a lore.