Chapter 247, 8 People from thousands of families

Suddenly, my mind widened a lot, and my eyes became firm. I said, "Teacher, don't worry, my disciples will help you guard the Wanbao Pavilion!"

Wan'an's head moved slightly.

"Go!"

The two immediately increased their speed and crossed the sky like meteors.

Ten days later, the two were able to see the huge gate of Chiba City.

Dingyang couldn't help sighing and entering the city again, Dingyang's mentality also changed greatly.

For the first time, he was still suffering from buying secrets for Chu Tuan, but at this time, he already had countless wealth.

"Let's go back quickly! After leaving for so long, I don't know what will happen in the cabinet, and I will leave here immediately and go to the headquarters to deal with the ghost sanctuary and even the rest of the forces. Wan'an looked solemn.

Dingyang nodded silently in his heart.

"Lord, Mr. Ding, are you back?" As soon as Qian'er saw the two appear, she ran over in surprise.

"Ha ha, I'm back! Is there anything wrong in the cabinet?" Wan'an's face showed a little smile.

"Hey hey... Sister Qian'er is becoming more and more beautiful and charming." As soon as he saw Qian'er, Dingyang's mood also improved and his mouth was much sweeter.

"Hmm..." Qian'er lowered her head shyly and sighed in her heart that Mr. Dingyang could speak and know the goods.

Qian'er's appearance made Wan'an laugh.

Huh? Third grandpa, are you back? Suddenly, a voice of joy came.

Dingyang turned his head and took a look.

A young man dressed in white, extremely handsome, with a little romantic in his eyes, came towards the three people.

"Oh? Wancheng? Why are you here?" Wan'an looked at the young man in surprise.

"If you have nothing to do, come to this ancient mountain range, and come here to see the third grandpa." Wan Cheng laughed.

"Hmm. Yes, I didn't expect you to break through. You have reached the first-class green king, and it's time to come out to practice. Wan An nodded and praised.

Wan Cheng laughed proudly.

"Is this the disciple of the third grandpa?" Wan Cheng glanced at Dingyang faintly and turned his head to look at Wan'an.

Dingyang shook his head slightly, with a cold smile on the corners of his mouth, and a word in his heart...

The person who came is not good!

Wan An did not notice Wan Cheng's small movements. He nodded kindly and said, "That's good. He is Dingyang, a disciple of the third grandfather. You should get along well in the future.

"Ha ha, what Grandpa said is that I will get along well with him... right?" Wan Cheng smiled casually, Wan An frowned and seemed to notice Wan Cheng's disdain, but he ignored it. He believed in Dingyang...

"Third Master, I heard that your disciple is also a puppet refiner?"

This time, the contempt circulating in Wan'an's eyes became stronger. Not only did Wan'an feel it, but Qian'er's pretty eyebrows were tight.

In fact, he has long learned about the existence of Dingyang from Qian'er and other people, and knew that Dingyang has refined the red demon tiger puppet, and his combat power is extraordinary.

This makes him feel uncomfortable.

How can the puppet refining technique of ten thousand families be passed on to outsiders?

Wan'an frowned and nodded slowly.

At this time, everyone has entered the backyard of Wanbao Pavilion and is walking towards the single house in Wan'an.

Dingyang has been walking behind Wan'an without saying a word from beginning to end, but he saw Wancheng's performance.

This person must have a purpose.

Thinking of where they went, Dingyang sneered at the corners of his mouth: "Do you want the baby?"

"Ha ha, in this case, can I compare the puppet refining technique with him?" With that, his arrogant eyes swept to Dingyang.

There seemed to be a trace of worry in Qian'er's eyes. She hesitated for a moment, walked to Dingyang and whispered, "Mr. Ding, Wancheng's puppet refining technique can be ranked in the top three among the young generation of disciples in Wanbao Pavilion. You should be careful..."

Dingyang nodded slightly and smiled.

"Oh? He has only studied puppet refining techniques for a year. How can he compare with you? Wan An hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

Wan'an said this, also to protect Dingyang. He knew the strength of his nephew. At a young age, he was able to refine the puppet of the five-level yellow king. He completely relied on his own Qiling. Unlike Dingyang, Qiling needed him to do it.

Qiling is not simple, and Dingyang's performance in other aspects is impeccable, but it is much worse in Qiling, which takes time to understand and sharpen.

And Wancheng is best at Qiling, and now his performance is no less than that of when he was young.

There are faint signs of becoming the leader of this generation.

He doesn't want Dingyang to have a bad relationship with him.

"Oh? So it's just a small puppet apprentice? Alas... I thought the third grandpa had found a talented disciple, but that's all..." Wancheng sighed.

Wan'an frowned and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, how can a little puppet refine an apprentice like a genius?" Dingyang's face was calm and not annoyed at all.

Wan'an looked at Dingyang in surprise, but he knew best what Dingyang's puppet refining technique was.

Although Dingyang Qiling is a little worse, other aspects are not bad. Since he said so, he must have a purpose.

After all, Dingyang can refine four-pin fusion metals.

In addition, Dingyang's other weakness is the array.

However, in the ten days of his return, Dingyang has asked for a lot of knowledge about arrays. Although they are all basic arrays, the power of Dingyang's understanding really surprised him.

After Dugu's beating and Wan'an's guidance, Dingyang's understanding of the array can be regarded as a door-to-door.

Although it can't be compared with an old man like him who has been immersed in array for a hundred years, it is not bad in the younger generation.

At least it won't be at the bottom.

will not be at the bottom. This is Wan An's evaluation of the refining technique of Dingyang puppet.

As long as Dingyang integrates some simple arrays into the puppet, plus his perverted metal fusion skills.

Dingyang will not be worse than Wancheng!

He was originally worried about the revenge of the Holy Land, so he didn't want the two to quarrel, but he didn't expect Dingyang to say so.

This is not Dingyang's style.

Dingyang is a figure who dares to rob the elders of the dragon clan, which is simply lawless.

Now retreat is to make him gratified.

This disciple must be for him.

"Ha ha, that's nothing. As long as you study hard, you will one day reach the point of my son. Of course, you may have to wait for 20 years."

In the eyes of others, Wancheng is comforting Dingyang, but Dingyang knows that the son of the Wan family is despised him, saying that he is not as good as himself, and he is not even worthy to be his opponent.

Dingyang's eyes were closed, and a trace of cold color flashed.

Qian'er pulled his clothes and comforted him gently.

Dingyang shook his head slightly and didn't care. He turned to Wan'an and said, "Teacher, the disciple will go to rest first. It is estimated that he will leave Chiba City in the next two days. When the disciple is finished, he will naturally come back to follow you to learn the technique of puppet refining."

Dingyang knew that Wan'an was eager to return to the headquarters of Wanbao Pavilion, and he needed to prepare something in the past two days, so he said goodbye to Wan'an first.

Wan'an nodded, his eyes were full of strong reluctance, and said, "Well, be careful yourself. Don't show your best. Come back to see me when you have time."

Stily, Wancheng frowned. Seeing that Dingyang turned around and was about to leave, he hurriedly shouted, "Hold!"

"Hmm?" Dingyang's face suddenly became cold.

"Hmm! Wait a minute! Let me find out if you have any leftovers from my ancestors. It's not too late to leave!" The smile on Wancheng's face remains unchanged.

"What?" Dingyang asked in a low voice.

Wan Cheng glanced at Dingyang and turned his head to Wan'an and said, "Grandpa, can you find the secrets of your ancestors this time?"

Wan'an's face also changed, and he said coldly, "What if there is? So what if there is no?"

Wan, who is so despised by a junior, and has a good temper is also a little angry.

"Haha... If there is, let him stay. After all, it's my family!"

Suddenly, a person came out of the wooden house.

White-haired, his age is not much different from Wan'an's, but compared with Wan'an's ease and kindness, this old man is more vicious.

"Second brother?" Wan'an's eyes narrowed slightly and his face was cold.

"Hmm! Do you still recognize me as my second brother? Do you still pay attention to Wanjia when you dare to take away the things left by your ancestors? The people sneered and said in a cold and piercing tone.

"It's not up to you to pay attention to it or not." Wan'an hung a cold smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Grandpa, this is your fault. The ancestral things are important and extraordinary, which is of great significance to the family. If you don't tell the family, you will take an outsider and a person from the heavenly holy land to get it. The family will not agree in any case.

Wan Cheng said while glancing at Dingyang, and his eyes were full of murder.

"Hum! The ancestral things are left to those who are predestined. Whether they can get it or not depends on personal luck. Do you think you can get it? Wan An's pupils shrank and said viciously.

took a step forward and approached Wancheng and said, "You, a junior, dare to teach your elders a lesson. Where is the family law?"

The old man stood in front of Wancheng, and his face became more and more vicious. He said, "What's wrong? Do you want to teach him a lesson?

said and glanced at Dingyang.

The old man's intention is obvious.

"Hmm! Wan Sheng, I respect you as my second brother. I don't care about you, but don't force people too much!"

"Haha... Fortunately, we are not brothers. You are a child of the family. Although the puppet refining skills are superb, so what? I heard that you have broken through the virtual realm? OK, let me see how powerful you are!"

Wansheng's momentum suddenly rose sharply and forced him to Wan'an.

At this time, Dingyang realized that Wan'an was not a direct line of the Wan family, but a collateral line. No wonder he had high strength, but he had to station in the ancient mountains, such a remote place.

Wan'an's situation in Wanjia is not good...

Dingyang is a little sad, and it is not worth it to be his teacher.

What does such a family want it to do?

"Teacher..."

Dingyang was about to speak, but Wan An waved his hand to stop him.

"Oh? Is this your disciple? Humph, it's just the seven-grade green king realm, and the talent is not bad. As a guard of my Wanbao Pavilion, it's still barely okay. Wan Sheng glanced at Dingyang and said with contempt.

"Hmm! However, it's just a virtual realm, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of us. You really don't know whether you are alive or die. You should be glad that you are from Wanbao Pavilion! Otherwise..."

With his eyes shining with a strong murder.

"Get out! What the hell? How dare you make a big speech in front of my grandfather, looking for death!" An amazing murder flashed in Wancheng's eyes.

Wan Sheng stared at Dingyang with a pale face and said, "Okay... Well, he is really young and successful. Wan An, you have found a good disciple... However, today I want to see how you can show off in front of my virtual dignity.

With that, he wanted to attack Dingyang.

Wan'an's body flashed in front of Dingyang and stared at Wansheng calmly.

For a while...

The crossbow is pulled out.

"Ha ha, grandpa, it's just a small green king. Let Cheng'er teach him a good lesson and let him know what it is to be outside, and there is a sky outside!"

With that, the strong murderous spirit rushed to Dingyang...

Dingyang felt Wancheng's strong murder, and his heart flashed with a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and he couldn't help looking at Wan'an.

Wan'an's eyes were slightly closed, as if he didn't see the fight between the two.

Dingyang nodded fiercely and said fiercely, "It's okay to let the immortal come out, don't you? No way!"

Dingyang's words suddenly shocked the stormy waves.

Wan Sheng's whole face turned into a pig liver color, his hands trembled slightly, and his heart was extremely angry.

"Ky, look for death!"

Wancheng has always been superior. No matter where he went, he was hugged and held by others. At this time, he was stunned by Dingyang's insults words.

With a blue face, he held a purple sword in his hand and rushed to Dingyang as a streamer.

Dingyang curled the corners of his mouth and looked down at Wancheng. A huge sword stood in front of him.

Snakes!

Five-grade war spirit weapon!

Yutian Holy Land, an unlasting famous weapon!

Gived by Qiu Yueyu to Dingyang.

A trace of greed flashed in Wancheng's eyes. As a senior son of Wanbao Pavilion, his eyes were fierce. At a glance, he knew that this sword was extraordinary.

Suddenly, he kept waving his sword, and countless sword lights emanating from the sword surrounded Dingyang.

made Dingyang have no way to hide.

Of course, this is Wancheng's idea.

He is very confident and surrounded by countless swords. Even if Dingyang can break through, he will inevitably be injured.

After the injury, isn't everything up to you?

I can't help but have a strong smile on Wancheng's face.

When!

A huge impact sound came, and Wan was like a broken kite, flying back and falling on the edge of the ring.

"Is that all the strength?" Dingyang shook his head and sighed.

Wancheng calmed down and only felt the blood in his chest, and his heart was stunned. His sword array just now was broken by Dingyang!

Moreover, he hasn't seen clearly how Dingyang took action!

I only felt the sword soaring into the sky, and I flew out.

"Is this still a small green king?" Wan Cheng muttered, and immediately a ferocious face appeared: "Ah..., I'm going to kill you!"

Boom!

Suddenly, three humanoid puppets appeared out of thin air, emitting green light all over their bodies, like messengers from hell.

Huh? Three Qingwang puppets?" Dingyang was surprised.

Wan at the peak of the Purple King can only refine the puppets at the peak of the Green King, and this Wancheng can take out three puppets of the Green King...

Looking at Wan Sheng, my heart suddenly became clear.

Shaking his head slightly, he said, "It's just the Qingwang level, but it's still not enough..."

Sud of a sudden, a puppet appeared in front of Dingyang...

It is one of the two puppets that Dingyang got in the secret room of Dugu.

Supreme Realm!

Really supreme!

Of course, Dingyang can't exert all the strength of this puppet.

However, this is also frightening.

This puppet has no momentum all over his body, but only has a little extraordinary breath.

"Sn... I thought it was a high-level puppet, but the yellow king level dared to show off in front of me. Today, I want you to see the horror of the puppet refiner..."

Wan Cheng got up and closed his eyes slightly.

Choo! jiu！ jiu！

Three puppets suddenly came over the sun.

"Uh...what kind of look?" Dingyang was stunned by Wancheng's words.

Is this the puppet of the Yellow King?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Before Wancheng's three puppets could attack Dingyang, they were all repelled by a figure.

"What?"

Wan Cheng looked at the humanoid puppet who attacked him in front of him in horror, and there was a faint light in the puppet's eyes.

Turn your head and look at the three puppets under your control...

" hiss..."

Take a breath of cold air, and the fear in his heart is extreme.

Face to face, he was hit by Dingyang and was damaged.

The three puppets have not yet attacked Dingyang, and their own puppets are about to be scrapped.

What kind of person is he?

"The puppet of the Supreme Realm?" The color of greed flashed in Wansheng's eyes, and the eyes of Dingyang were even more murderous.

"Is this the puppet left to me by my ancestors?" Wan Sheng turned his eyes and asked Wan An.

"No!" Wan An's eyes were not opened.

"Kid, do you dare?" Suddenly, Wan Sheng shouted angrily and stared at Dingyang.

At this time, Wancheng was held by Dingyang with his neck in one hand and his feet in the air.

It's like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Old man, you are really noisy!" Dingyang glanced at Wan Sheng and said indifferently.

"You..."

Papa...

Dingyang raised his hand and gave Wancheng a few palms and said viciously, "Old man, are you not convinced?"

Wan Sheng's face was ferocious and horrible, and he rushed in the direction of Dingyang...

"Cough... He is my disciple. You can't touch him!" Wan An opened his eyes, held Wan Sheng's back with one hand, and abruptly sucked Wan Sheng back.

"What? You..." Wan Sheng was extremely angry.

"Old man, if you dare to move, I will let him die." Dingyang's eyes slanted.

"Wan, do you want to rebel? Do you want to die if you take action against the elders of the family? Wan Sheng calmed down and turned his head to look at Wan'an.

"It's not up to you to decide if you rebel or not." Wan An's face was pale.

"Good!" With that, he took out an iron-black token from his hand, rushed to Wan'an and said, "The master's order is here. Wan'an, won't you kneel down?"

Wan'an looked at the token with a solemn face...

A simple ten thousand words in the center, exuding infinite domineering.

It is the token held by the owners of thousands of families... the master's order!