Chapter 1322

Although Xia Hou's punch was amazing, what surprised him more was his brother-in-law's terrible speed.

Ghost, it's really like a ghost. Just a flower in front of his eyes, his brother-in-law suddenly disappeared. Before he blinked, his brother-in-law came back. If he didn't see Xia Hou suddenly appear next to his brother-in-law, he thought his brother-in-law had never moved.

Murong's heart pounded with a smile. It seemed to return to the night of Ninghai. Looking at the back of the gods and demons who killed the four sides, the shocking virtual shadow of the huge Buddha statue and the terrible power had been deeply branded in the depths of his soul, which made him tremble, worship and admire.

"Brother in law!"

Murong laughed, and his dry voice startled him.

"What's the matter? Smile."

Ding Ning actually didn't like Murong's smile before and thought he was a brainless dandy. But since he learned that he was scalded by his sister's hot kettle recklessly, his impression of him has changed greatly, and he recognized this brother-in-law who is not bad in heart.

"I... I want to be strong, sister... Brother-in-law, you... Can you take me as an apprentice?"

Murong stammered with a smile. I don't know why. His mood at the moment is unprecedented tense, and his eyes are full of expectation.

He was also young and yearned for a hot-blooded life of walking in the Jianghu with a sword, upholding justice and happy gratitude and hatred. However, he still couldn't break through the family handed down skills, which made him farther and farther away from his dream Jianghu career.

He has also seen several martial arts congresses and admired those so-called experts. However, there are so many martial arts congresses, but they are far from this one, which has shocked and impacted his mind unprecedentedly, and rekindled the fire of hope for his long extinguished martial arts dream.

The violent and direct wolf East, the cruel and vicious wolf north, and the summer Marquis that perfectly explains power and beauty all moved him deeply and made him worship and admire them. Compared with them, those martial artists who have participated in the martial arts conference in the past are children playing family games, which is not worth mentioning at all.

He had planned to ask his brother-in-law to let him worship one of them as a teacher even if he was entangled, because in his cognition, any of the three of them was better than his brother-in-law, and his brother-in-law only let them obey because of his good family background.

But until that moment, Ding Ning's unparalleled ghostly speed made him suddenly understand that he was wrong. It turned out that the real most powerful expert was his brother-in-law.

He doesn't understand advanced martial arts, but he knows very well that the only martial arts in the world can't be broken. His brother-in-law has a terrible speed that can't be detected by the naked eye. It's conceivable how powerful his skill is.

Ding Ning didn't answer, but turned his eyes to Murong Yanran. After all, a smile is her brother. He can't take over and make Yanran unhappy.

Murong Yanran hesitated. After all, she always thought that although Ding Ning could help others improve their accomplishments, she would certainly pay a great price, which put her in a dilemma.

Murong looked at his sister with a smile and begged, "sister, you don't have to stay in the family, but I still have to live here. The cruel mother and son may attack me at any time. Can you bear to see your only brother brutally attacked by them?"

"Come on, don't sell miserably here. It's impossible to accept disciples."

Ding Ning refused Murong's request to worship the teacher with a smile, making his face turn dead gray, a pitiful appearance of being loveless.

"After all, you are my brother-in-law. How can I accept you as an apprentice? Isn't that a bad generation?"

Ding Ning made a divine turn, which turned Murong's smile from sadness to joy. He couldn't believe it. His eyes widened, and his heart began to beat around. He stammered, "brother-in-law, would you like to teach me?"

Gentle and soft gave Ding Ning a big white eye and a disdainful look on his face. What's the difference? Are you still poor? I am an apprentice. I have not been put in bed by you, nor have I seen you mention the messenger.

The girls didn't know the meaning of tenderness and softness. They couldn't help but cover their mouths and smile. Ding Ning scratched her head in embarrassment, coughed and looked straight at her, Try to show the dignity that your brother-in-law should have: "cough, well, your brother-in-law can help you improve your cultivation level at most. As for martial arts and body methods, your Murong family are ready-made and top martial arts, so I don't need to mind my own business."

"Improve the state of cultivation?"

Murong smiled and muttered with a confused face. He had never practiced well. He knew nothing about the martial arts level. Where did he know what the cultivation realm was.

Ding Ning patted his forehead silently: "Hey, it's another cultivation Xiaobai. Yan Ran, you're responsible for explaining to him."

Murong Yanran's eyes moved. He pulled his brother's hate iron and steel and poked him in the forehead: "that person has asked you to practice hard and learn common sense since childhood, but you never take it to heart. You still want to be a master like this."

"Elder sister, can't I be wrong? Please tell me."

Murong smiled, coquettish and cute, and began to pester his sister. The sister and brother began to communicate in a low voice.

Ding Ning had a rare peace and focused on the challenge arena again.

This time, the last great master level strong man was completely frightened. He let the seventh Lord threaten and lure him. He didn't want to go on stage again, which made the seventh Lord lose face and angry.

Lingyun sneered and said, "why? Just be so brave. We Qingyun security guards are up to you to choose as your opponent. Don't you dare?"

Now the score is two

One to one, this one is bound to lose to the seventh Prince's house. Otherwise, there is no need to compare three victories in five innings. Even if the seventh Prince signs the contract of life and death, he may break the contract. Lingyun naturally won't give him a chance to go back on his promise.

"Are you serious?"

When Mu Ren, the last great master, heard the speech, his eyes lit up and he immediately came to the spirit.

Although they belong to different princes, this time they came to help the seventh Prince's house win the representation of the underground forces in Ninghai; The second is to win several places to enter the secret territory of Tongtian at the world martial arts conference.

The seven princes, including Tian Khan, are headstrong, cruel and violent. They can't tolerate any failure. If this task can't be completed, Mu Ren will be abandoned even if he doesn't die.

Seeing Qingyun's abnormal security, there is no hope to complete the task. Mu Ren is ready to lurk back immediately and take his family to the end of the world, but he didn't expect Lingyun to be so big and give them the right to choose freely.

This made him and the seventh Lord see the hope of turning defeat into victory. As long as Mu Ren could win this game, it would be a 2-2 draw and basically lay the foundation for the victory.

In their opinion, there is no suspense that the seventh Lord will win against Ling Yun, so as long as Mu Ren can win this key victory, they will win.

Facing the temptation of turning defeat into victory, they didn't care about face. Mu Ren carefully selected his opponents from top to bottom.

Wolf East, wolf north or Xia Hou made him deeply afraid, but there were so many people in Qingyun security. There were many girls wearing sunglasses who looked beautiful. He didn't believe that even one girl was a great master.

Therefore, Mu Ren shamelessly targeted women, or a girl who looked very young in grade: "I choose him."

"It's shameless to choose a little girl."

"How old is that little girl, fifteen or sixteen at most?"

"Yes, it is said that the grassland barbarians regard themselves as warriors. I didn't expect that the barbarians should be so brazen."

"Shameless, it's so shameless. Even if you choose a woman as your opponent, you'll also choose a little girl. It's really a dog jumping over the wall."

"Hey, Qingyun's security is dangerous now. No wonder others can only blame Lord Yun for his great trust."

"Yes, this is a very good situation. Why?"

"I'm so proud. Although the grassland barbarian is shameless, it's reasonable for others to choose a soft persimmon pinch. We can't say anything. We can't be scolded at most without a piece of meat."

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The people present immediately burst into flames, and the indignant people shouted angrily. After all, Jianghu people don't want face. It's shameless for men to choose women as opponents. This guy also chose a minor girl, which is shameless.

Fan Miaomiao is the youngest of the three sisters of cat girl. Although she has lived for hundreds of years, even though she has matured a lot after being moistened by Ding Ning, her face looks only 15 or 16 years old, which is completely the appearance of a minor girl.

Although Miao Miao also has the cultivation in the later stage of Shenwu realm, she has never had a fight. Seeing that Mu Ren chose herself, she immediately panicked and looked to Ding Ning for help.

Mu Ren couldn't bear the poor look, but the seventh Lord secretly gave him a thumbs up and praised him for his good work and shamelessness. As long as he could win, there was no need to care.

Lingyun was also a little flustered. She didn't know that Mu Ren would be so shameless. After all, Miao Miao looked so small. She dared not let Miao Miao take risks. She waved her hand and said, "no, no, change someone."

"Why? Lord Tangtang Yun immediately repented what he had just said in public. Should so many Wulin colleagues present be furnishings?"

Lingyun was speechless when the seventh Lord ran in a strange way. Some secretly regretted that she had made a decision without authorization, but she couldn't help it. Ding Ning was entangled by Murong's smile just now and didn't give her any hint at all. Anyway, this game was deliberately going to lose, so she didn't take it seriously and said a big provocative remark casually.

"It doesn't matter. It's a big deal to admit defeat."

Ding Ning is quite calm. He knows that Miao Miao can't beat Mu Ren, but hasn't fought. So he is timid. With her strength of Qi and blood and cultivation, even standing there and playing by Mu Ren may not break her defense.

"Yes, why did I forget? This one just admits defeat."

Lingyun suddenly realized that he had lost his head. He didn't expect to admit defeat directly. Anyway, he wanted to lose on purpose.

"Hahaha, admit defeat, so as not to cut such a beautiful and lovely little girl into bloody bodies. It seems how cruel we are."

The seventh Lord said with a smile, and began to use the fierce method again. He hated that four great masters died and one disabled, and he couldn't be reconciled if he didn't kill several Qingyun security guards.

Of course, if people admit defeat directly, he has no way. Although he can't dispel his hatred, as long as he can win the final victory, the rest can be ignored.

"Which one do we recognize..."

Lingyun couldn't see the idea of the seventh Lord, and resolutely raised his hand to admit defeat.

"Wait, i... I want to try, OK?"

Miao Miao suddenly interrupts Lingyun's words, timidly looks at Ding Ning, bites his lips and looks like a plea.

It's not that she couldn't stand the excitement before she asked for battle, but the living environment of the three sisters from small to large