Chapter 65 Have fun

"He's out, he's out!"

"Catch him and don't let him run away."

"Catch him? Why did you arrest him? We didn't say we would arrest him?

"Let him come here and make it clear."

When Li Mingyang just opened the door, he heard an extremely chaotic voice. In the past, when he practiced in Linglong Gate, although his small yard was not as disgusting as in the Nanli mine, it was at least a very lonely place. Except for the outer disciple who sent him spiritual stones every day, no one wanted to come to his small courtyard.

This is the first time that Li Mingyang has seen so many people appear in this small courtyard together, even more people than when Zhou Min and Ma Hui came to kill people.

After listening to these people's words, Li Mingyang's face suddenly turned cold and he stared at these people who were shouting in his yard.

At this time, at least nearly a hundred monks surrounded their small courtyard inside and outside. The group of people standing in front of them were disciples of the inner door, and the leaders were the five-fold cultivation of the fantasy realm. The five-fold cultivation of the fantasy world is also a good strength in the inner door, but in Li Mingyang's eyes, these monks are no longer enough.

"What are you going to do and what do you need me to say?" Looking at these "mads" in front of him, Li Mingyang said in a low voice.

I don't know why, when Li Mingyang suddenly spoke, the people who were still talking in a mess before were stunned. The fiercest guys in the front were also speechless for a while, and they didn't know what else to say.

The scene became very strange for a while, and everyone seemed to lose their voice collectively and didn't say anything.

Looking at this strange situation, Li Mingyang frowned and asked, "What the hell is going on? What are you doing here?"

"Well, now you know that you are starting to put on airs. Don't forget that you are a humble ghost cultivation. When you enter the inner door, you don't know how to practice well, you know flattery. Now even Linglong Shijie wants to get involved. Don't you think you deserve it or not!"

"That's right, the humble ghost cultivation, let you practice is to let you play. Why are you so ignorant? If you don't pee, take good pictures of yourself? How can you, a little ghost, have the appearance of exquisite ten heroes?"

"Get out of the Linglong Gate, get out."

"Get out!"

Someone took the lead, and the scene began to get out of control again. These guys like to see the wind. At this time, they even seemed to rush to the next life and eat Li Mingyang.

Although he no longer cares about his identity as much as he did a few months ago, now he has been pointed at and scolded, and Li Mingyang's face has once again become extremely gloomy. However, he still remained awake in the chaos, and he still clearly captured the four words Linglong Shijie.

"Who said that I am the Linglong Ten Heroes? I have never said such a thing myself." Li Mingyang tried his best to keep calm. Although he really wants to kill these people in front of him, he knows very well that if he accidentally provokes these people to do it together, it is a luxury for him to escape. Even if you want to fight, you have to figure out the situation first.

Seeing Li Mingyang's puzzled look, these monks were puzzled again, but then the leader shouted again, "He is pretending to be stupid. If he gets cheap, he still wants to be obedient, beat him to death, and now kill the shame of this exquisite door."

Although the man shouted very loudly, he was reluctant to come forward, but some simple guys behind him rushed up with anger.

Seeing this situation, Li Mingyang finally couldn't help it. After snoring coldly, he didn't see any complicated movements. A green light flashed. The green bamboo sword drew an arc in mid-air, and the sharp blade accurately stopped the guys who wanted to rush up.

Even when he came out with his sword, Li Mingyang directly performed a ground cracking technique to prevent accidents. As one of the first few spells he mastered, the power of ground fissure is now quite fable.

After he took action, a crack suddenly appeared between him and the group of monks, ten feet long and one foot wide, almost three feet deep. Suddenly, such a huge crack did not trap anyone, but it surprised everyone.

In fact, many people will perform the ground fissure, but now no one recognizes that this is just the effect of a ground fissure, and even many people are secretly guessing that this is not a mysterious spell. But no matter what the spell was, they suddenly woke up when this huge crack suddenly appeared and the flying sword floating like a guard pointed at these guys in mid-air.

The ghost cultivation in front of them is not a guy who can be bullied arbitrarily. As early as a few months ago, there was news that he even won a Qingling monk in Zhaoyunmen. At the beginning, these people naturally scoffed at the news, thinking that they were all spread by rumors, and even laughed at other disciples stationed in the Nanli mine at that time.

But now that they see what is happening in front of them, these people have to be cautious. From this huge crack alone, it can be imagined that if there is really a war, these people are not sure to kill Li Mingyang before they are hit hard. Although there are many of them, it does not mean that there are so many that no one can get hurt.

"If you have anything to say, you'd better choose a guy who can represent you and tell me what you want to do directly. They are all practitioners. Don't be like ruffians in the secular world, okay?" During the days in the Nanli mine, when all the disciples stationed there saw Li Mingyang in the later period, although they were still very afraid, they had a little more respect in fear, which was all respect for his strength, so over time, Li Mingyang also developed some brother's breath.

Looking at these failed guys in front of him who want to find faults, Li Mingyang was angry, but more of them were a little angry.

These people looked at each other. In the end, a five-fold monk in the fantasy realm came out and stood on the edge of the crack and looked at Li Mingyang and said, "I want to ask you today, are you qualified to be the exquisite ten heroes?"

Finally determined what the other party wanted to ask, but Li Mingyang couldn't help frowning. However, Li Mingyang is very clear that although the young disciples in Linglongmen often seem to be very idiots, it is absolutely impossible to come to trouble themselves aimlessly.

Thinking of this, Li Mingyang couldn't help saying in his heart, "Am I really promoted to the top ten heroes?"

The time in Linglong Gate is not too short. Although he doesn't know much about cultivation, he still knows a lot about Linglong's ten heroes. You know, when he got along with Xiao Zhuer, he knew about the ten heroes. After all, Xiao Zhuer is one of the three ten heroes now.

But thinking of this situation, Li Mingyang's doubts became more. Although occasionally he will think that his cultivation talent is good, he is more self-acious. With his own strength, it is not an honor at all to be promoted to the exquisite ten heroes, but will become the laughingstock of others.

Although I thought so, when I saw these men who seemed to want to sin here, Li Mingyang's arrogance suddenly emerged: "My identity is assessed by the elders of Linglongmen. Whether I am worthy or not, the elders will make a decision. Since they have decided to do so, then there is no Do you know where you are talking?"

"You!" Seeing Li Mingyang's attitude, the five-fold monk in the fantasy world stared round.

"Hmm, the decision made by the bullshit elder, you are a shameless bitch who can only flatter." Just as the five-fold monk in the fantasy world was told by Li Mingyang that he didn't know how to refute it, a sharp female voice came from outside the crowd.

Before everyone could turn around, they saw two palace women flying with swords.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Ma."

The people who came are not others, but Zhou Min and Ma Hui, who have long seen Li Mingyang in an instant.

After Zhou Min landed, he was about to go forward to slap Li Mingyang in the face.

Li Mingyang watched Zhou Min rush over, but the other party's speed was so fast that he didn't expect it. It was too late to dodge, so he had to wave his arms in front of him.

Although it accurately blocked Zhou Min's right hand, suddenly the huge force from Zhou Min's hand made Li Mingyang's whole body be fanned, like a broken kite. Li Mingyang directly hit the wall of his cabin, and a piercing pain came from his shoulder. At this moment, Li Mingyang knew his The arm is definitely broken.

When he was fanned, the first thought that flashed in Li Mingyang's heart turned out to be: "It's so strong."

Li Mingyang has always been very conceited about his strength. He has a thousand pounds of power when he did not practice. Now he has practiced earth skills and is even more powerful. However, Zhou Min, who seems to be a weak among many elders of Linglongmen, simply smashed his confidence with a slap. Fortunately, Zhou Min was at least a little rational and did not condescend to chase a ghost Xiu, but just looked at Li Mingyang with a sneer.

Getting up from the rubble, Li Mingyang put away his shock of Zhou Min's strength, and his eyes flashed with blood red.

Zhou Min, who was originally sneering, suddenly saw Li Mingyang's eyes and couldn't help panicking. At this moment, she was a little afraid to look at Li Mingyang's eyes.

Without waiting for Zhou Min to make the next move, a young man came from behind Zhou Min and said, "This kind of small thing doesn't need Uncle Zhou to do anything. I can solve it."

Seeing Zhao Yan suddenly appear, Zhou Min was not surprised at all. After looking at Li Mingyang, she sneered and said, "Have fun with him."