Traveling through the Legend of the Condor Heroes: I, Yang Kang, Have Nine Yang

Chapter 208 Ma Jingsheng

"Presumably the two of you have heard of each other's name before, after all, she has quite a reputation when fighting against the Jinren!"

Shi Wu said with a mysterious face, Yang Kang was thinking for a while from the other party's eyes, and suddenly thought of the past one or two years ago, and remembered that beautiful woman, could it be her?

"Yang Miaozhen? Or Li Quan?"

It was not Yang Kang who spoke, but Hu Zaixing. As a frontier general in the Southern Song Dynasty, he was naturally very concerned about the wars everywhere. These two fought bloody battles in Shandong for many years, and they were never wiped out by the Jin people.

The Red Coat Army is actually a force of the Eastern Ming Sect, and it is not a secret within the Ming Sect, everyone tacitly agrees.

In this way, it is not difficult to think of it.

Shi Yun had a gossip look on her face, and said with a grin: "Brother Hu is indeed well-informed. I heard from my father that Yang Miaozhen looks so charming and charming, but she doesn't let her bearded, and keeps a cold face. Martial arts are really amazing, a pear flower gun makes it so exquisite, it is said that it has long been canonized as a saint by Dongming sect."

Shi Wu was a little bit regretful, "It's a pity that Li Quan is so cheap, it seems that the two are engaged, and they can get married only after finding the next saint."

Yang Kang was at the side, listening to these words, he couldn't help but think of the ambiguous relationship with Yang Miaozhen in the past. At that time, the two sides had different positions, and there was no relationship, but now.
"However, Li Quan is not bad at all. He is the leader of Donglu Mingjiao, known as "Li Tieqiang". He also contributed a lot to Jacko Army's support for so many years."

Hu Zaixing commented objectively, and then asked with a smile: "What about the other departments? Are there no strong players?"

Shi Wu laughed when he heard the words: "Hehe, of course there are. It is said that there is a person in the Guanzhong Mingjiao who is nicknamed 'Shenxing Rakshasa Ghost'. watch for."

Upon hearing this, Yang Kang asked with a smile, "Is this person a man or a woman?"

The reason why he asked this was because Shi Wu's description was too similar to Mei Chaofeng.

Shi Wu said with a smile: "Naturally it's a man. I think that besides the saintesses of the Eastern Ming Sect, the only woman who can take the stage at this meeting is Yu Wupo from your ministry. Master Yu has practiced martial arts for many years, and has long been famous in the Ming Sect. She is still an old man who witnessed Mingjiao back then, she was a saint at that time, she is highly respected, and she is the best candidate for the leader after the unification."

Shi Yun affirmed: "Even if you can't become the leader, you will definitely be a person at the level of the deputy leader."

Hu Zaixing asked with a smile: "The two brothers Shi have talked so much, why don't you talk about the powerful figures of your Beiming Sect? I remember someone mentioned to me that the leader of the Beiming Sect is named Shi Lai."

When Shi Yun and Shi Wu heard the words, they just smiled awkwardly, and said: "It seems that you two have already guessed that the leader of our Beiming Sect is called Shi Yiran, and he is the father of the two of us. Naturally, his martial arts are excellent. It's just that our father is very strict with us, and we are not allowed to talk nonsense."

Seeing the two of them say this, Yang Kang knew that these two were absolutely extraordinary, and their father was an even better player. He only hoped that he would not be disappointed by that time.

"I must be some kind of great person. The trusted leader of the Ming Cult this time must belong to my Ximing Cult."

While the few people were talking, an extremely tall man came over and sat down next to Yang Kang and the others, followed by several other people, all of whom were from the Western Regions.

Seeing that the visitor was so arrogant and domineering, Yang Kang, Hu Zaixing, Brother Shi Yun, and Axue were not angry but happy. It was because although the five of them were good at martial arts, they were not very successful. Naturally, we need to get more information from him.

So Shi Yun took the lead and asked, "Dare to ask this brother's name?" After asking, he introduced the names of Yang Kang and others to that person, with the utmost courtesy.

Faced with such thoughtful treatment and courteous treatment, the man was obviously very satisfied, folded his arms on his chest, and said with a smile: "My name is Ma Jingsheng, and you seem to be very knowledgeable, so just call me Brother Ma!"

Shi Wu immediately stepped forward, called "Brother Ma", and then said a few words of compliment. Obviously the flattery was very good, Ma Jingsheng was very satisfied, and he patted Shi Yun's shoulder with a smile.

However, when Yang Kang patted Shi Yun on the shoulder, he also saw a grin on Shi Yun's face, that is to say, he was very well-mannered and didn't make a sound. Obviously this man surnamed Ma is very powerful and extraordinary.

Of course, everyone’s flattery was not taken casually, and it was done on purpose, so Yang Kang first asked: "What Brother Ma said before, it is obvious that you have a lot of masters in the Ximing Cult, and this time you are determined to win the position of leader, I don’t know Who are the masters in your teaching, I and the two brothers from the Shi family will also play soon, I am afraid I will offend each other, and I am also afraid of being injured, it is better to avoid it if possible."

Yang Kang's words obviously made Ma Jingsheng feel very comfortable. He glanced at Yang Kang and saw Axue next to Yang Kang, a Jiangnan woman with beautiful eyebrows and a thin waist, fair skin like snow, and three thousand blue silk hanging on her shoulders. Beautiful.

He is from the Western Regions. Although there are many beauties in the Western Regions, most of them are beauties of different races. Naturally, they have a different flavor from this Jiangnan woman. Perhaps Ouyang Ke is also like this. Perhaps it is out of curiosity, or it may be because of other reasons. In short, it is him. The lust has exploded.

Immediately, a lewd smile appeared on his face, he pointed at Axue and said with a smile: "As long as this little beauty comes to accompany me, I will remind you more, and even if we meet at that time, just ask us to teach you." The few people inside are merciful."

The faces of the people on Yang Kang's side were all a bit grim, but Ah Xue was not worried at all, instead she smiled, she knew that Yang Kang would never give herself up to others.

But Hu Zaixing and others are different, his temper is not as good as the others, and he wanted to get angry immediately, but Yang Kang held him down with one hand, smiled and said to Ma Jingsheng: "Brother Ma, your request is not impossible. , if you Ximing sect can really win the leader and hold the ring, why not let me give it to you?"

Ma Jingsheng was overjoyed when he heard the words. He was used to being from the Western Regions, and he had never seen the heroes of the world. He Yutang, the head of the Kunlun School in the Western Regions, once fought against his master, Huo Guan, the leader of the Ximing Sect, but was easily defeated. In the Central Plains, there will not be many people who can fight, and the whole world will only have "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng who can make them afraid.

However, although Ouyang Feng is in the Western Regions, his heart is in the Central Plains. If he has nothing to do, he will come to the Central Plains to be beaten up. When he goes back, he will either retreat to heal his injuries, or practice the toad kung fu. .

This has also created the status quo of the Western Ming religion's growing influence in the Western Regions. In addition, the Western Regions are located between the Central Plains and Persia, and many martial arts from the West have also been transmitted here.

For example, their leader, Huo Guan, is a Persian. He also holds the sacred torch and sits on the top of the light.

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