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Chapter Nine hundred and eighty-eight send the famous tool!

Soon after, Su Xing left the Divine Soldiers and Shang Alliance.

He could basically confirm the whereabouts of Su Ke and Dong Fengxue, but he did not find Zhuo Tianliu's whereabouts.

Su Xing and Zhuo Tianliu's life and death soul seals were not lifted. Su Xing could vaguely feel that Zhuo Tianliu was still alive, which made him feel less worried.

Walking on the street, Su Xing suddenly found that he was stopped.

When I looked up, there were eight people on the other side, all of which were young men and women. The men looked handsome, the women were beautiful and beautiful, dressed in a gorgeous way, and they all had one thing in common, with a sense of arrogance in their eyes. In layman's terms, their eyes were above the top.

This is a group of children from aristocratic families, arrogant and self-consciously superior.

The man in the lead was taken a few times by Su Xingduo. He was slender and wore a moon-white long gown and was majestic. His cultivation was the most powerful among these people, and he was a first-level supreme.

Moreover, his aura was restrained and superb, and his combat power was obviously much more than that.

In addition, there was a sword hanging around his waist.

And the sword flowed with a faint light, exuding a sharp aura, which was particularly eye-catching.

Famous instrument!

Su Xing's heart moved, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances, then he looked down on the man a little.

Martial arts cultivators have space crystals, which are very convenient to pick up things. Just think of them. What kind of person actually hangs famous tools around his waist?

Is this telling others that he is very rich?

"Boy, are you Su Xing?" The man with a famous weapon and a sword on his waist did not forget to introduce himself, "My name is Ding Xingping, and I am from the Ding Holy Clan."

The Ding family's holy clan is also one of the eight sacred clans who have given up their olive branches to Su Xing.

Ding Xingping can be regarded as a young generation of the Ding Holy Clan and a leading figure. Of course, it is much worse than her sister Ding Fuping.

Ding Xingping's cultivation level is the first-level supreme, but he entered the second-level supreme realm and reached the third-level supreme level.

Not everyone believes that Su Xing is a worldly monster.

Seeing is true, hearing is false, and many people still have a questioning attitude, and Ding Xingping is one of them.

Ding Xingping has been smooth sailing since he was a child and is used to being arrogant. With the protection of the Ding Holy Clan, no one dares to provoke him. When he heard that the Ding Holy Clan and the other eight saints gathered Su Xing together, but the latter did not have a clear attitude, and even set up a banquet to invite the eight saints, Ding Xingping's first feeling was that Su Xing was a person who wanted fame and reputation, and doing so was just to raise himself.

Value.

But the elders of the family couldn't see through this trick.

In the past few days, rumors have been heard from the family. In order to win over Su Xing, the Ding Holy Clan is preparing to let her sister Ding Fuping marry Su Xing, which makes Ding Xingping very unhappy.

He felt that his sister was a fairy-like beauty, and if she wanted to marry, she should marry a famous monster, rather than a person who wanted to gain fame like Su Xing.

In addition, Ding Xingping finally couldn't help but find Su Xing.

"Is there anything wrong?" For Ding Mingyuan, the elder of the Ding Holy Clan, who was once very diligent, Su Xing did not blame Ding Xingping for his unreasonable conduct for blocking the road.

"I have already held a banquet in the restaurant, so why not drink a drink?" Ding Xingping was not particularly impulsive. After all, there were many rumors about Su Xing during this period.

"Sorry! I don't have the habit of drinking with strangers." Su Xing couldn't tell that Ding Xingping wanted to make things difficult for him. Although he was not afraid, he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

"What? A 'great monster', don't you even dare to drink a glass of wine?" Ding Xingping's face darkened.

"You all say I am a great monster. Are you qualified to invite me to drink? Are you also a great monster?" Su Xing said.

"You..." Ding Xingping was naturally not a great monster, otherwise the Ding Holy Clan would not even use her sister Ding Fuping as a pawn to attract Su Xing.

"Su Xing, don't be shameless. The matter about you is just a rumor. Who knows if it is true?" Ding Xingping said angrily.

"The truth or false rumors are all my business. What does it have to do with you?" Su Xing was not particularly angry. In his eyes, Ding Xingping did not even have the qualifications to be an opponent, so he naturally did not have to be angry.

"Brother Ding, you're right. He's just a person who seeks fame and has been looking for reasons to refuse."

"Can you refuse? At tomorrow's night banquet, everyone will definitely show off his skills, and then he will naturally show off his feelings. Tsk tsk, pretending to be a great monster, and he is really brave."

"If the eight saints learn that he is not a great monster, then the fate will be very miserable at that time."

...

The friends around Ding Xingping also started to sarcastically start to speak out with you and me.

"Swish!"

Ding Xingping took out his sword, and a milky white light flowed all over his body, and the sword energy was sharp and powerful.

His appearance scared their friends.

Martial battles are prohibited in the Holy Spirit Wuchen, especially on the streets, which is even more taboo. Even the children of the Holy Clan cannot violate this rule unless the situation is special.

"Brother Ding, calm down. There is no need to do something here for a person who seeks fame."

"Yes! Brother Ding, the future is long."

...

Ding Xingping glanced at his friends around him, "What are you talking about?"

Then, he looked at Su Xing and said, "My sword is called 'Liao Que'. It ranks 8735th in the "Celestial Divine Weapons". I wish you a glass of wine. If you can catch it, the sword will belong to you. How about it?"

"On the contrary, if you can't handle it, it means you are not a great monster at all. In this way, my sister... doesn't have to marry you again."

Su Xing, who was about to leave, couldn't help but nod after hearing this.

To be honest, I have seen a fool, but I have never seen such a fool, and I actually want to give the famous weapon openly. Since that's the case, don't be for nothing.

"good!"

Su Xing nodded.

"Brother Ding's trick, this guy is a solo martial artist. He has never seen any market. He can't walk when he sees famous weapons!"

"As long as he can force him to take action, his true colors will be revealed."

Ding Xingping's friends also reacted one after another.

The movement here has already attracted the attention of people nearby, and passers-by stopped to watch.

And on the balcony of the restaurants on both sides, there were already people standing there. One of them happened to be holding a glass of wine in his hand and laughed, "Young Master Ding, I'll lend you a glass of wine."
Chapter completed!
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