Chapter 411, it turns out that it’s not like a face!!

"It's him!!"

A sharp tone of a hanging slashed through the air and immersed in the traces of Sanfeng's martial arts. Yang Ling, who had some understanding, was shocked by such a sudden sound, but suddenly woke up, frowned slightly, looked up at the direction of the sound source, with a very unhappy expression.

The mysterious sword technique has been thoroughly studied successfully.

The whole person retreated from the demonstration observation, but the understanding of the traces of martial arts was completely dissipated when he was awakened.

Sadly lost.

Yang Ling felt a little depressed, but he did not cause trouble for the other party, because his actions subconsciously judged that there was no one here, but he did not expect that a group of people could emerge in such quiet place. Although the other party was so rude, he could not blame others for saying this! The sudden episode of this matter interrupted his own perception. Yang Ling was secretly annoyed in his heart. If someone interrupted the rare opportunity, he was still magnanimous. At least Yang Ling thought that he could not do it. First of all, if it were not for the inappropriate choice, he would have been interrupted by such an opportunity and would have been hurt.

"I didn't expect that there were people in such a secluded place. The Wudang Sect is really more people than dogs."

Yang Ling complained sorrowfully in his heart.

I don’t know if it’s because the Wudang Sect players are not comparable to those of his Peacock Ling Villa. This kind of NPC sect often has countless disciples under his sect. Soon, a giant has become a huge figure. It has too many advantages over the sects that players work hard to manage.

Of course, part of the reason was interrupted, so I was secretly annoyed by this group of people.

"Forget it, what am I scrupulous with them!"

Yang Ling glanced at the strength of these people, and was not seen by him at all. Instead, the Wudang Sect leader was well-edited. During his actions, he seemed to have vaguely practiced the 72 Wudang sword technique that he was quite familiar with in his previous life, and was called the sword technique of the Seven Swords of Wudang. However, even though this person practiced the sword technique well and had a little fire, Yang Ling's eyes are now on the innate realm, and he can be stimulated by Zhang Sanfeng. His slightly lazy personality immediately rose like fire and immediately.

Therefore, he didn't even like most players under the Wudang Sect.

Yang Ling was naturally too lazy to care about these people, so as not to get the time, and he might have the impression of bullying his disciples in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes. Even though Yang Ling didn't care about these people, he was a little angry with Zhang Sanfeng. However, he didn't want to rashly offend a master who was promoted to the innate at this time.

In this case, Yang Ling was naturally too lazy to care about it, and he muttered in his heart and was about to leave.

"It's him!"

Just when Yang Ling ignored these people, suddenly, the hanging tone resounded, sounding very uncomfortable, and the heart instantly slapped the other person.

After hearing this sound, Yang Ling turned around again. He didn't leave anymore. He knew that he could not leave. He started to hear the sound. When he was interrupted, he was just secretly annoyed, but he didn't pay attention to the meaning of the other person's words. When he heard the sound for the second time, Yang Ling clearly realized that the other person had a different purpose, and 90% came for him. He was also a little confused in his heart, so he turned around.

"I remember that no one in Wudang can recognize me, and I'm disguised? Can't even disguise with my handsomeness stop my charm?" Yang Ling was puzzled, but in a blink of an eye, teleported for a moment, and said narcissistic. Then, he guessed another possibility: "Does someone look exactly the same as me, and by chance they have become the enemy of these guys?"

I often encounter coincidences of wearing the same clothes, but Yang Ling has never encountered coincidences of wearing the same clothes before.

"It's him, I followed behind secretly and found that he had entered that wing room. He must have completed Zhang Sanfeng's mission, this person..."

Just as Yang Ling was thinking, a group of people walked towards him. Before Yang Ling could ask, the player with a sharp tone pointed at Yang Ling and his voice changed again, becoming sharper. But Yang Ling always felt a bit slight in his voice. When he raised his head, he really saw an expression full of power and power, which made him finally know that it was not his feeling that there was something wrong with his voice, but that this person's voice was problematic. This sound that was more rare than incomplete tone.

"Your sister, it turns out that it's not like a face!!"

Yang Ling heard the meaning of the other party's words, and just thought about it, he disappeared directly. The purpose of the other party's trip was also obvious. These guys were clearly coming for him. Yang Ling remembered that when he was chatting with the executive elder in Taihe Palace, there were indeed several players with sneaky eyes.

He believed that no one among the people present dared to play tricks in front of him, but unexpectedly, some people had an idea.

After hearing the voice, Yang Ling paused disapprovingly, but did not respond. He thought they would do it directly, but unexpectedly, one of the people in the crowd smiled at him and asked, "Hello, let's meet me. My name is Mo Yang, a disciple of the Wudang Sect. Are you the one who completed Zhang Sanfeng's mission?"

As soon as the other party came up, he kept looking at Yang Ling. Although Yang Ling didn't think there was anything good to look at him, he couldn't resist the person staring at him. He was not good at it. He just thought that he was handsome. Even men had to look at him a few more times. In the world where he was sentenced for handsomeness, he would probably have to be sentenced to life imprisonment or shot directly. It would be nothing if someone looked at him for a few glances, just treat it as pity for him!

The other party didn't know about Yang Ling's thoughts, otherwise, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood. He would not deliberately smile so kindly, and he looked like a smiling tiger.

"That's right!"

Yang Ling pondered for a moment, glanced at the people and nodded.

"What did you get?"

The other party's eyes lit up and his smile became more kind.

Yang Ling was about to refuse to answer, but his eyes suddenly turned and he spoke honestly: "A intermediate martial arts classic "Xuanxu Sword Technique" and a Jiuhua Yulu Pill. Is that guy Zhang Sanfeng very stingy? At least he was promoted to the innate world and only gave him such a little thing! A real stingy guy, I really sympathize with you..." To be honest, one advantage is to avoid the other party being reluctant.

Finally, Yang Ling added a sentence to himself and looked at these people with a very sympathetic look.

"Uh, you sympathize with us..."

When the other party heard this, even the smiling tiger choked for a moment, feeling choked by these words, and had the urge to roar at the other party; however, the second half of the emotion was attracted by the items obtained, and his face showed a look of surprise: "Hiss, what are you? The rewards for the mission are Xuanxu Sword Technique and Jiuhua Yulu Pill..."

"Huh, do you know these things?"

Yang Ling's thoughts were also slightly leaked at this moment. He could answer so honestly, so he naturally bullied these people and would not know these things, but he did not expect that there was something in these people who knew about it. Moreover, it seemed that they were their leader. A thought flashed through Yang Ling's mind when he spoke. "Since the other party knew, then it was a little trouble now..."

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Chapter completed!