Chapter 242 Click and Stop

Murong Qing, the eldest princess of the Middle-earth Empire, is known as the most beautiful woman in the world. As for how beautiful she is, Yang Jian doesn't know that he has never seen her true face.

Under the leadership of Murong Qing, Yang Jian walked into a magnificent palace. This is Murong Qing's palace in Zhongtian City, which is a place to settle down. The palace is more than 30 meters high, its appearance is magnificent, and the interior decoration is extremely luxurious.

At the gate of the palace, there are more than a dozen young men and women in brocade clothes. These men are handsome and handsome, and the women are all first-class handsome men and beautiful women. Seeing Yang Jian and the eldest princess walking side by side, these people were surprised. As we all know, the eldest princess Murong Qing is noble and never pretends to be a man. It's even more impossible to walk side by side with her.

"Who is this?" More than a dozen young men and women had doubts in their hearts.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time. Please forgive me." Murong Qing said with a slight salute.

"Your Royal Highness is too polite. I don't know who this brother is?" A well-proportioned young man with a well-proportioned sword eyebrows and a jade-like man took a step forward and held a boxing.

"This is the youngest duke of the Dongmu Empire, the future holy king of battle, Mr. Yang Jian and Mr. Yang." The eldest princess smiled and introduced to everyone.

"Yang Jian?" More than a dozen young talents were shocked. In today's world, who doesn't know Yang Jian's name? The holy body of fighting shocked the ages. Now that it is born, it naturally shocks the world. It is difficult for Yang Jian not to be famous.

"I didn't expect to meet the Duke here. I'm really lucky." A fierce light flashed in the young man's eyes, but with a faint smile on his face, he hugged the boxing.

The fierce light in the young man's eyes naturally could not escape Yang Jian's magic eyes, but he did not break it, but smiled and hugged his fists and said, "I don't know who this gentleman is?"

"Qiu Yuefeng, the young master of the Tuxing Hall of the Lower Five elements temple." The young man arched his hand.

"It turned out to be the young master. It's really disrespectful." Yang Jian was slightly surprised and said with a hypocritical smile on his face.

Next, the eldest princess introduced more than a dozen young men and women present to Yang Jian one by one. What Yang Jian didn't expect was that the people present were all children of famous families. Among them, there are the great-grandson Sun Gongming, the great marshal of the soldiers and horses of the Middle-earth Empire, the young patriarch of the Middle-earth Empire, the young master of the split crane sect, the seven princesses of the Western Jin Empire, the young patriarch of the Western Jin Empire, and so on, all of which are the best in the young generation.

At the invitation of Murong Qing, the eldest princess of the Middle-earth Empire, these people gathered in Zhongtian City to discuss the world's major events and exchange cultivation experiences with each other. It can be said that this kind of gathering is not uncommon among the young generation of major forces, not only uncommon, but also very common. It's just that Yang Jian has just joined this circle and doesn't know much about it.

In the palace, Murong Qing held a banquet to entertain everyone.

During the banquet, Murong Qing held the guqin and played a song to have fun for everyone. I have to say that Murong Qing's piano skills are the best in the world, and even Yang Jian, a fairy who is used to listening to fairy music, can't help admiring him.

"The eldest princess's piano art is really unparalleled in the world. Yang Jian is a feast for her ears this time." Yang Jian laughed.

"It made Mr. Yang laugh. The four words are unparalleled in the world, and Qing'er doesn't dare to be. It's just learning a little bit of fur. Murong Qing's voice is crisp and pleasant, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

And seeing this scene, Qiu Yuefeng, the young master of the Tuxing Hall of the Five elements temple, turned cold. Then, he picked up his glass and walked to Yang Jian.

"I've heard about the name of the holy body for a long time, and now I'm really lucky to see it. Come on, Yuefeng is not talented. I would like to give a toast to the Duke here. Qiu Yuefeng finished his words and drank it all.

Yang Jian stood up, smiled, and also picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Next, everyone toasted in turn. Fortunately, Yang Jian's wine was not small, otherwise he would really be drunk.

After three rounds of wine, Qiu Yuefeng stood up again.

"I've heard that the combat power of the Holy Body is amazing for a long time. I wonder if I can ask the Duke to give me some advice?" Qiu Yuefeng said with a smile.

"Humph, are you finally going to do it?" Yang Jian had a smile on his face, but he snorted coldly in his heart. From the beginning to the present, Qiu Yuefeng has always had a murderous intention for himself. Yang Jian has been on the battlefield for a long time. Although this murderous spirit is weak, how can he escape his feeling?

Now Qiu Yuefeng finally couldn't help but take action on himself. Yang Jian did not refuse and readily agreed.

"Wait, you two, we are only here today to discuss the experience of cultivation. How can we do it?" The eldest princess Murong Qing hesitated for a moment and gently opened her red lips.

He has already seen that Qiu Yuefeng is not good to Yang Jian, and she doesn't want to do anything here. After all, the identities of both sides are special, and she doesn't want anything to happen to the Middle-earth Empire.

"Your Highness, don't worry, we're just here. Is that so? "Duke?" Qiu Yuefeng smiled and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Looking at Qiu Yuefeng slightly, Yang Jian nodded slightly to the eldest princess and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, I won't hurt Master Qiu."

Seeing that the two had to fight, the eldest princess sighed softly, nodded and said, "Those two must stop as soon as possible, and don't hurt the harmony."

The two nodded at the same time, and then walked to the martial arts arena in the palace. The eldest princess's palace is very large, including pavilions, garden waterfalls, etc.

The length and width of the martial arts arena is more than 100 meters, and it is surrounded by weapons. Yang Jian and Qiu Yuefeng walked to one side and stood together for more than 50 meters.

"It's a great honor for Yuefeng to get a few tricks from the Eucharist." Qiu Yuefeng smiled and said loudly.

"If you hit it, how can you talk so much nonsense?" Yang Jian really can't stand the hypocrisy of the other party. A small young master, Yang Jian hasn't paid attention to him yet.

"Well, since you want to humiliate yourself, I will fulfill you!" Yang Jian's words made Qiu Yuefeng unable to hang on his face. He shouted loudly, and his body rose to the sky, and rushed to Yang Jian with a whist.

He was possessed by a khaki armor, and a big khaki gun in his hand stabbed Yang Jian's face. This shot is as fast as lightning, and there is no intention to keep it. Obviously, it is necessary to pierce Yang Jian's head with one shot!

"Humph!" With a cold snorting, Yang Jian stood still, and his body rose to the sky. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the stabbed gun!

"Looking for death!" Grabbing the fierce gun with the flesh is tantamount to finding a way to death for the masters present. A cruel sneer flashed in Qiu Yuefeng's eyes, as if he had seen Yang Jian's right hand being shattered by anger.

"Catch the middle-quality secret soldier with your hand? Is this Yang Jian arrogant or ignorant? It's just looking for death! I don't think this holy body is just like this!" Sun Gongming, the great-grandson of the Marshal of the Middle-earth Empire, sneered. Several young masters beside him also sneered, waiting for Yang Jian to be defeated on the spot.

However, in the blink of an eye, these people's sneer froze on their faces. Then, the pupils dilated, and the eyes flashed with incredible light.

In the field, Yang Jian's right hand was like an iron pliers, firmly grasping Qiu Yuefeng's big gun! Yang Jian did not use gas in his hand at this time. He grabbed the other party's gun with his pure body!

This is an extremely horrible scene. The air gushed out from the gun, and the sound of steel collided with Yang Jian's hand. Yang Jian was like a steel giant, and the strength of his body shocked everyone in the field.

"Is that a little strength?" Yang Jian shook his head, and then grabbed the tip of the gun with his right forefinger. Qiu Yuefeng only felt that there was a huge force on the gun. The gun in his hand trembled violently, and he tried his best to control the gun.

In the end, the tremor of the gun became more and more fierce, and Qiu Yuefeng's whole body was shaken out! On the other side, Yang Jian took the flying gun in his hand and slowly walked to Qiu Yuefeng.

The gun pointed directly at Qiu Yuefeng's face, and Yang Jian smiled, "You lost."

"How can this be!" The young masters present were all shocked, and Yang Jian's strength greatly exceeded their expectations. It's hard to believe that Qiu Yuefeng, who has only one move, has defeated Qiu Yuefeng in the middle of the secret world. Even the eldest princess Murong Qing, who was not surprised, couldn't help opening her mouth slightly, with a strange light in her eyes.

Bang!

Yang Jian shook his right hand, and the big earthy gun inserted into the ground next to Qiu Yuefeng, and then walked away. At this time, Qiu Yuefeng was half lying on the ground with a face full of shame and anger. Looking at Yang Jian's back, his eyes were full of cold murder.