The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"Sister Qian, is there such a sect in the world?"

"Never heard of it."

"Is there a famous knife + guest named Nie Feng?"

"Never heard of it either."

"So what about Bu Jingyun?"

"Never heard of it."

"Where's Duan Yu?"

"Duan Yu? I heard it mentioned before. It seems to be a Dali Duan-style disciple, but Dali is in the western part of the country, so I don't know much about it."

"That's it."

Yang Zheng asked Wei Wei a few questions, all of which were characters from comics and novels. He had a better understanding of the world of martial arts. From the current point of view, this land in the Central Plains of China is basically a fusion of Jin and Huang Yi's novels and comics, such as Tianlong, She Eagle, Datang, Fuyu and so on.

And most of the beauties in the rivers and lakes that I have seen so far are the beauties in the Tang Dynasty and Covering Rain. As for the beauties in Tianlong and Shooting Eagle, there seems to be no one yet.

"This is a bit strange. Ding Chunqiu has been beheaded by me. Isn't Wang Yuyan and Wang Meimei not born yet? There is a little long girl, isn't she just a child?"

Yang Zheng was puzzled. Could it be that the Evil Emperor System felt that the beauties in the Jin series novels and comics were not beautiful enough, so they simply blocked them?

"Brother Zheng, I heard that on the Divine Armament Continent on the Far East Sea, the Jianghu Martial Arts is at least one level higher than ours, not only the Broken Void strong and the Divine Realm strong, but the whole The level of martial arts is much higher than ours. Is it possible that the Nie Fengbu Jingyun you asked just now is from the Divine Weapon Continent?"

At this time, Wei said.

"possible!"

Yang Zheng nodded heavily, and it was not impossible what she said. Like Shenbing, Tianzi series and Fengyun, the martial arts level is indeed much higher than the general martial arts novels and animations, and it is also possible to be divided on another land.

"Brother Zheng, I think about it, I usually go to the Immortal Palace to cultivate, if I stay by my side all the time, those people in the right way will bother Brother Zheng every day, and it will be very annoying. Brother Zheng, do you think how?"

Suddenly, the topic changed.

"That's it, it's also a trivial matter. Sister Wei, you can be seen at any time in the Asgard Palace, which is also conducive to cultivation and improvement of realm. I have no objection on this point, but I feel a little wronged."

Yang Zheng sighed lightly, according to his meaning, whoever dares to speak nonsense, just cut it with a knife.

What's wrong with this young master just hanging out with the demon girl every day, are you envious?

snort!

Whoever dares to gossip, this son will be cut with a knife!

However, this is the proposal of 婠婠, his favorite is 婠婠, and sometimes he still has to agree with 婠婠's opinion.

"What's wrong with this, since the master was almost trapped in the dungeon by the evil king for his whole life, Huan Huo has already taken a light on the rivers and lakes. As long as there is brother Zheng by his side, Hu Huan doesn't feel wronged."

She smiled sweetly and looked at Yang Zheng with tenderness in her eyes.

"Sister Qian, you are so kind to me! Sister Qian treats me like this, and Yang Zheng will definitely live up to her!"

Yang Zheng got up and hugged Yan Yan deeply in his arms.

If there is such a thing, it is to offend all the masters of genius, and what is he + mother +!

......

Tianxiang Restaurant, on the second floor.

Yang Zheng and Fu Junxi, Ying Sanhua, and Hua Jieyu Sanmei sat at a table.

The reason why they stayed in Hangzhou was on the fifteenth of this month. The Beggar Gang was going to hold a martial arts conference in Hangzhou. It is said that they invited a lot of martial arts. Yang Zheng stayed, one is to wait for Queen Yin and Shan Wanjing to send back from Dongming, and the other is to see what this so-called martial arts conference is like.

According to his guess, this time the beggar gang martial arts conference, he should be able to see many characters in gold-related novels and comics such as Tianlong and She Condor. Of course, he is most interested in beauties. So far, he has not seen them. There is a beauty in the gold novels, even if there is a Mu Wanqing!

Fu Junxi, Ying Sanhua, and Hua Jieyu are all stunning beauties, and they have attracted the attention of many people on the second floor. However, no one dared to come forward to chat with him. Although Yang Zheng seems to be only a third-rate Jianghu at the moment, the incident has spread all over the city of Hangzhou a few days ago, and those people have guessed Yang Zheng's identity at this moment.

Everyone knows that Yang Zheng seems to be just an ordinary third-rate Jianghu player, but in fact, he is an extremely terrifying guy who dares to fight even a great master. This guy Yang Zheng is like a tiger disguised as a pig at the moment. Provoked, it is definitely going to eat people!

"Boss, serve the best wine!"

At this time, two Taoist priests walked up to the second floor, and the older Taoist priest asked for the best rescue. Then the Taoist priest looked around, his eyes finally fell on Yang Zheng's table, and he walked over.

"Young Xia, the other tables are already full. I wonder if I can make a table for the two of my brothers and sisters?"

The older Taoist priest spoke to Yang Zheng.

"I'm full here too?"

Yang Zheng chuckled lightly and glanced at the two Taoist priests. They looked familiar, but they were not sure. After all, this was the world of martial arts, which was very different from the original book.

"Young man is joking, isn't there an empty space in the East?"

The older Taoist said again, pointing to the empty spot with the hilt of his sword.

There are four positions on a table, Yang Zheng and Hua Jieyu sit on one side, and Hua Jieyu pours wine and beats his back. Fu Junxi sat on one side and Yingsanhua sat on the other side, which was indeed an empty seat.

"I hate when people point their swords at my stuff."

Yang Zheng raised his brows, and Hua Jieyu, who was beside him, let out a charming smile, and then sent a fragrance to his cheek.

"Young Xia, everyone is from the rivers and lakes, how about it's convenient, after all, it's easier to have an extra friend, isn't it?"

The older Taoist priest's expression turned cold, and he said again.

"I'm not from the rivers and lakes, I'm a savage in the mountains, I don't need friends."

Yang Zheng shook his head and smiled, too lazy to see the two Taoists.

Silence, the silence of being beaten in the face.

The people around were sneering in their hearts. They secretly said that the two wild Taoist priests did not know where they came from. They did not know the horror of that kid, and they took the initiative to provoke them. They were really bold!

"Young Xia, my junior brother and I are Quanzhen disciples, and Yuyangzi, one of the seven Quanzhen sons, is our master..."

After the silence, the elder Taoist spoke again, but before he could finish speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Yang Zheng.

"Excuse me, what is Quanzhen Sect?"

Yang Zheng turned his face sideways and asked with an innocent and innocent smile.

"The Quanzhen Sect is not a thing...Wait! Boy! Don't you think that our Quanzhen Sect disciples are easy to bully! The Daoist Zhao Zhijing, I formally challenge you. If you lose, give this table to my senior brother. Two!"

The older Taoist was stunned for a moment, then his face became angry, and he drew his sword and pointed at Yang Zheng!

At this moment, the second floor was silent for a moment, and all the people around looked over, looking at Zhao Zhijing with pity and a foolish look.

"Do you dare or dare? Or are you just a **** who lives by beauty?"

Zhao Zhiming felt the atmosphere was different, but he still insisted on staring at Yang Zheng, and said another sentence.

A **** who lives by beauty?

Hearing this sentence, Yang Zheng laughed. He laughed so wickedly that everyone could feel that the temperature on the second floor dropped at least ten degrees in an instant! ..