MTL - Estranged-Chapter 148 On the eve of the decisive battle, the storm is coming.

As a disciple of Shenxiao Xianfu, Fu Dongyuan naturally used a sword like most of the teachers.

But he is confident that there are very few people in the world who are above him with swords.

Because just before the Qianlin meeting, he had just comprehended the last level of Chunrui Jianxin, reaching the state of controlling the sword with the heart and being in the sword. If it is said that in the hands of many monks, weapons are only their most convenient magic weapons, then it is obviously not easy to achieve the point where people and magic weapons agree with each other if they want to make magic weapons alive.

It is extraordinary that Fu Dongyuan can do this at such a young age. It can only show that he is highly talented and has a deep background in his master's background. It's possible to go so fast.

Facing Jiufang Changming, Fu Dongyuan did not show contempt, which is already his self-cultivation as a famous disciple, because when Jiufang Changming deliberately restrained his breath, he looked like he was between middle-level and high-level, slightly Xiaocheng, again, seemed inconspicuous in this group of heroes gathered in Qianlinhui.

The competition started, and the two sides in the other three rounds had already started to fight each other, but there was still no movement on Jiufang Changming's side.

Fu Dongyuan was not in a hurry, calm as a breeze, waiting for his opponent to make the first move.

But Jiufang Changming on the opposite side remained motionless.

"Is Daoyou Sun too nervous?" Li Muxing, who was staring at the movement from a distance, couldn't help but asked.

She performed very well just now, and in the end, she fought back in a desperate way, and she got off to a good start, and the nervousness was also eliminated, and her mentality was completely relaxed.

On the contrary, Xia Zheng, who lost to Fu Yunqi in the first match, was afraid that he would continue to encounter a strong enemy later, so he was absent-minded, and his left ear went in and his right ear went out.

It was Lin Wenyu who chatted with Li Muxing. He came to run with him anyway. He knew his own skills, so he wouldn't feel too much pressure to win or lose.

"I think it looks like, after all, not everyone is so unlucky. You can get Fu Dongyuan as soon as you come up. Even his sister is so good, let alone him." Lin Wenyu didn't think it was a big deal, "Why don't we make a bet, how many tricks can Sun Daoyou do under Fu Dongyuan's men?"

Xia Zheng frowned: "How can you bet on Sun Daoyou's outcome?"

Lin Wenyu didn't take it seriously: "What's the point? Fu Dongyuan is such a strong opponent, even if he loses, he won't be ashamed. If he can hold on for a while, he might be able to win the battle!"

Xia Zheng thought of his loss to Fu Yunqi just now, and felt that he was alluding to him, so he was so unhappy that he stopped talking.

Li Muxing thought for a while and said, "Sun Daoyou always has something unexpected about him, I think he might be able to surprise us this time."

surprise? If there is any surprise, it is nothing more than taking a few more tricks. Lin Wenyu finally realized that these words might be offensive, so he swallowed them reluctantly.

Many people saw the hesitation and hesitation on Jiufang Changming's face.

This is normal, if any newcomer who is not well-known for the first time is facing the first disciple of Shenxiao Xianfu, no one will be nervous and hesitant.

"Fellow Daoist Sun Wuxia, please." Fu Dongyuan also got a little impatient waiting.

As soon as the word "ba" was pronounced, the person on the other side moved.

too fast!

Fu Dongyuan thumped. It's not like he hasn't seen someone who has traveled a thousand miles in an instant, but this shouldn't appear on the unfamiliar monk in front of him.

Which sect is the other party from? Jinque Taoist Palace, right? He had heard of this sect, but he didn't pay much attention to it. When can a second- and third-rate sect have such talents.

When his thoughts turned, he waved his sleeves and shot out two streaks of spiritual energy, but his body flew back.

If the opponent thinks that Fu Dongyuan admits cowardice at this time and continues to go deeper, then he is very wrong, because the two auras are just an appetizer for testing. If Jiufang Changming splits to meet him, then Fu Dongyuan he meets , will only be the phantom left to him by Fu Dongyuan.

As expected, the opponent faced up to the difficulties, and the sword light surged from top to bottom, crushing the two auras into powder with the momentum of opening up the world, and rushed towards Fu Dongyuan behind the aura.

What Fu Dongyuan was waiting for was this hand. He formed the green cloud seal with both hands, and as he silently recited the mantra, the red light of the auspicious cloud appeared in front of him, swallowing all the sword energy. Standing upright, the long sword suddenly came out of its sleeve and swept towards the opponent!

Thunderbolt, ten thousand dharmas in one!

The sword light turned into thousands of paths, the sword fell like rain, and the light was like ten thousand weights. They merged into one in an instant, and opened up again in an instant.

In the eyes of onlookers, Fu Dongyuan's move was impeccable and unstoppable, and there was almost no way to dodge it.

However, Fu Dongyuan was cut short!

In other words, what he cut was a clone.

Fu Dongyuan showed astonishment, he thought to himself that this sword will change a lot, and the truth and reality will intersect, the opponent will never be able to see through it, but when did the opponent conjure up a clone under his nose and escape calmly?

The real opponent should be in—

Behind myself!

Fu Dongyuan didn't even want to turn back and kill, he acted decisively, without any hesitation, as expected, the opponent was flying from behind him with a sword, the rays of light quickly converged into one, and the two sword lights mixed with huge spiritual power met head-on , bursting out with an earth-shattering momentum.

The ground trembled, visions appeared in the sky, dark clouds gathered, and red light flashed suddenly.

It's not that there was a celestial phenomenon when the monks of Dana fought, but the two young people, one of whom was borrowed from an unknown person, everyone was surprised, and they sat upright at the same time, and their eyes, which were watching the other three scenes, also moved over.

In the eyes of everyone, the white light and the red light blasted a huge cyclone, spreading out from the center of the two people. If it weren't for the barriers around the arena, it would have brought disaster to the bystanders at this moment.

Such evenly matched fierce scenes in previous years are not uncommon, but they rarely appear in the first round. Most people will subconsciously save their strength so as not to be weak in the following games. After all, many people think that ten games are mediocre. One of them lost particularly badly.

"Who is that person who fought against the big brother?"

"Brother Fu Dao has met his opponent this time."

"Not necessarily. That person looked menacing, and he might just be a strong outsider. After all, those small families came here to show off, but they tried their best. You forgot the last Qianlin meeting, and there was a person who ate Qianli Dan beforehand." Come on, if you want to become famous in one battle, you don’t know that there are people outside the world, and finally explode and die, it can be called a karmic cycle.”

"I've heard about the matter of Qianlidan, and it was quite a big commotion. Last time, the Qianlin meeting was held in Yushan, the man's teacher said that Yushan had a personal grudge against him, so he deliberately put Qianlidan in his meal. , the two sides are still in a quarrel."

"Who knows, today's young people really dare to take risks in order to become famous!"

"Hey, make it sound like you're old, so stop pretending!"

While those young monks were whispering, several masters had already noticed Fu Dongyuan and Jiufang Changming.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Ouyang, Dongyuan's cultivation level has improved to a higher level than a few years ago. There are successors in the Shenxiaoxian Mansion, so you can rest assured."

"Fellow Daoist Ren has won the award, and your family Haishan is also a good seedling. I also watched his discussion with Dongyuan last time. The future is boundless, no less than that of Dongyuan!" The head of Ouyang Palace of Shenxiao Immortal Mansion twisted his beard and smiled, You still need to be modest.

Although in many people's eyes, Fu Dongyuan and Jiufang Changming were in a close fight, and the outcome was undecided, but those who have reached the level of masters can tell at a glance that Fu Dongyuan is better, eight out of ten Nine is winnable.

It's just that winning is so difficult, and the opponent's strength should not be underestimated.

"The little friend on the opposite side, I heard that he is from the Jinque Taoist Palace, and his name is Sun Wuxia?"

"Exactly. I heard that he is also an outstanding disciple of the generation of Jinque Taoist Palace. This time he is the only one who came here. Presumably the teacher has high hopes."

"To be able to fight to such an extent with your big disciples is naturally outstanding. It's a pity that I already have a teacher's inheritance, otherwise I would be jealous of my talent, hahaha!"

"Old Ren, look, you have committed the same old problem again. You have cabbage at home, and you keep staring at other people's cabbage!"

"You said that!"

The relationship between Shenxiao Immortal Mansion and Kunlun Sword Sect has always been good. When the two suzerains get together, they speak more casually than others.

Ren Yusu suddenly bumped Ouyang with his arm, and said in a low voice: "Look at that old guy Luomei, he can't take his eyes off him. Could it be possible that he also fell in love with Sun Wuxia?"

Before the master of Shenxiao Xianfu could speak, Ren Yusu said to himself again: "However, his methods of teaching disciples are really not very good. First there was Yao Wangnian, and now it is Jiang Li. Is there something wrong with the disciples, or Has he a problem of his own?"

No matter how low the voice is, how can it be hidden from the monk's ears? Ren Yusu seemed to be in a low voice, but in fact he said it deliberately for someone who cared. Palace Master Ouyang smiled wryly, but he couldn't stop it. The real Luomei really heard it, and all the disciples of Wanjian Immortal Sect behind him glared.

Ren Yusu looked back carelessly.

"What's the matter? I'm right. Although outsiders have no right to ask about your sect's affairs, but Yao Wangnian said that his mother is also a distant relative of the Ren family. I am concerned about it, and I don't care about it. Wrong!"

Master Luo Mei showed no change in expression, nodded and said: "What Sect Master Ren said is true, I am not strict with my disciples, so that I have done such things that have shamed the Wanjian Immortal Sect, and made several fellow Taoists laugh. Today is the authentic sect." Men Qingming, I am planning to talk about this matter at the Qianlin meeting."

Ren Yusu was taken aback: "What did you say?"

Master Luomei didn't answer anymore, his eyes fell on the battle between Fu Dongyuan and Jiufang Changming in the distance, and he suddenly smiled.

"Isn't Sun Wuxia from Jinque Taoist Palace? He really is a hero. My two rebels are about the same age as him, but they don't have Sun Wuxia's talent and adaptability."

Ren Yusu raised his eyebrows: "Is the real person not optimistic about Fu Dongyuan?"

Real Luomei: "Why don't we make a bet?"

Ren Yusu: "What bet?"

Real person Luomei: "Who can win the bet."

Ren Yusu: "Okay, I'll bet on Dongyuan, what's the bet?"

Real Luomei: "It's just a small game, it's not a bet or not bet."

He seemed to be in a good mood, with a peaceful and leisurely face. When Ouyang Mansion Master of Shenxiao Immortal Mansion looked over, he only saw the side face of the other party who was not illuminated by the sun, completely submerged in shadows, and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Ouyang frowned, his attention was no longer on his disciple's victory or defeat, after thinking about it, Ouyang got up and walked out.

"Ouyang, where are you going?" Ren Yusu asked him.

"I'll go out for a walk, lest Fu Dongyuan always feel that I'm watching him, panic and not perform well." He made up a reason casually, said cheerfully, and kept walking.

Ren Yusu muttered, he usually felt that Ouyang spoiled his apprentice too much, and gave him what he wanted, but now he was afraid that Fu Dongyuan was under too much pressure and could not perform well. worlds apart.

Ouyang walked out of the balcony for several people to watch the game, and attracted his confidant, Elder Chang.

"Is there any change in Wanjian Xianzong these two days?"

"No." Elder Chang thought for a while, "But I saw from a distance last night that Zhuang Zhuang Liu of Zhengrong Villa was going out late at night, and after a quick glance, I don't know where he was going in the middle of the night."

Ouyang fell silent.

Elder Chang tentatively asked, "Do you think there is something wrong with them?"

Ouyang didn't answer but asked instead: "What kind of person do you think Luo Mei is?"

Elder Chang: "The old man is scheming, and the city is deep."

Ouyang: "Would such a scheming person allow Jiang Li to tarnish the reputation of the Wanjian Immortal Sect?"

Elder Chang: "He will kill relatives righteously, just like he did to Yao Wangnian back then."

Ouyang asked again: "Then why did Jiang Li not directly kill him yesterday, but took him away, and only said that he would give everyone an explanation?"

Elder Chang: "Maybe he wants to force Jiang Li to find out the mastermind behind it?"

Ouyang: "Then why did he not agree when we proposed to meet Jiang Li? Even if Jiang Li was really bewitched by a demon, he doesn't have to interrogate us without telling us, unless—"

Elder Chang was at a loss for words.

Ouyang didn't intend to let him answer, so he went on to say: "Unless there is something here that involves ulterior secrets, he must deal with it first, and then give the outsider the result he wants. Or, he You can't kill Jiang Li in public, because it will expose something that is not good for him or Wanjian Xianzong."

Elder Chang was taken aback, he had only vaguely felt that something was wrong before, but after his mansion lord pierced the window paper, he felt a faint fear that confirmed the conspiracy.

He really wanted to refute, but he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Wanjian Xianzong has never been close to Shenxiao Xianfu, not for a day or two.

Yesterday, when he received the news that Jiang Li was making a fuss at Zhengrong Mountain Villa, he immediately rushed over, but it was a step too late. Luo Mei had already packed up the people, and he didn't even see Jiang Li's figure. It can be said that he acted swiftly , Luomei seemed to have received the news long ago, and was waiting for Jiang Li to do something, and it was hard to find anything wrong with her unnatural nature.

"It's a pity Jiang Li. I have dealt with this child several times. He is kind and soft-hearted, and he is kind and enthusiastic. He is good everywhere, but he is not suitable for Wanjian Immortal Sect." Elder Chang sighed.

"It's even more regrettable that he worshiped the wrong master." Ouyang said lightly: "But having said that, a person like him shouldn't be cultivating immortality. If he asks the immortal, there will be thorns all over the way. Strong enough, sooner or later he will become a **** in the hands of others."

Elder Chang smiled wryly: "So, you also think he might be wronged?"

Ouyang shook his head: "It doesn't matter what I think. He has fallen into his master's hands now, and he is being rubbed round and flattened by others. The important thing is what Luomei wants to do with him. He just said that today he will The authentic sect is clear, I have a hunch that something may happen in a while. You should keep an eye on it, and let all the disciples be on guard, if something is wrong, come to me immediately."

Elder Chang's heart tightened: "Even if something happened, it shouldn't have anything to do with us, right?"

Ouyang: "I don't know, I just sensed something wrong from Luo Mei's words. Although this guy is usually cunning and cunning, he doesn't talk to me, but I don't want something unexpected to happen today. You go first."

Elder Chang left in response. The two had been partners for so many years, and Ouyang's few words made him feel in danger.

Although Wanjian Immortal Sect and Shenxiao Immortal Mansion belong to the same Taoist sect, apart from the fact that the disciples of the two sects are secretly competing for the leader, there is almost no intersection between Ouyang and Luomei. The interest wins over Ouyang, the east rises and the west falls, the king does not see the king.

After the Yao Wangnian incident happened ten years ago, Ouyang had heard some gossip.

Since it is speculative and there is no evidence, it cannot be concluded on this basis, but Ouyang always feels that Luo Mei is too cruel and decisive towards his apprentice.

Yao Wangnian was like this back then, and Jiang Li is like this now.

In the eyes of outsiders, his disciple made a mistake, and he decisively executed him, killing his relatives righteously, which is certainly worthy of praise and admiration, but on the other hand, a person who is so ruthless towards the disciple whom he taught and grew up with, will really do it wholeheartedly. For Zongmen's sake?

Dao may be ruthless, but it is by no means ruthless.

Ouyang admits that he has a prejudice against Luomei. This prejudice may affect his judgment, but he is prepared. It would be great if Qianlin will be calm.

On the other side, the other three players in the same match had already decided the winner, only Fu Dongyuan and Jiufang Changming were still hard to tell.

This is naturally the reason why Jiufang Changming deliberately released water, but he did not expect Fu Dongyuan to have such an outstanding performance in his youth, like an unsheathed sword, showing his sharpness, and the old fox who never pretended to be a quail in the future. Fu Dongyuan was like a completely different person.

In the eyes of onlookers, although Jiufang Changming has persisted until now, he is at the end of his strength, retreating steadily, barely supporting the whole screen with one breath, and the chance of turning defeat into victory is very slim. Under Fu Dongyuan's pressing step by step, Jiufang Changming's sword light A little bleak, from being evenly matched to being forced to an inch in front of him, it seems that the whole line is about to be defeated.

But no matter how Fu Dongyuan forced him to attack, the opponent's string that was about to snap would never stop.

He was in a hurry.

Until now, he has lost even if he does not lose. In fact, even if he beats the opponent, it is nothing glorious. Fu Dongyuan did not expect that he would encounter a hard stubble as soon as he came up. It's nothing special, but the follow-up is so tenacious.

Thinking of this, Fu Dongyuan caught a glimpse of the opponent's weakness.

In the gossip formation formed by the Jiufang Changming knot seal all over the body, Xun's direction flickered and seemed to be extinguished, but because he had to resist Fu Dongyuan's offensive with all his strength in front of him, he took care of the flaws behind him. attack…

Time waits for no one, Fu Dongyuan made a decision in an instant, he jumped up and split into three clones in mid-air.

All in one go!

One condensed most of his strength and still put pressure on the opponent from the front, while the other two attacked the opponent's back from the left and right.

As expected, the opponent was caught off guard and wanted to turn around in a hurry, but tired of coping with the coercion in front of him, he retreated step by step, the protective formation broke instantly, and the situation was over.

It's now!

Fu Dongyuan didn't even think about it, the three forms merged into one, and the sword light slashed down!

The water and the sky are the same color, the miraculous contract is the same as the dust, the light suddenly flourishes, dazzling like the sun and the moon traveling in the sky.

Everyone thought that Fu Dongyuan must be the final winner, only Fu Dongyuan's face changed drastically.

He felt that all his spiritual power and sword energy had encountered an extremely hard wall, and all the power surged back in an instant like a tide, and the waves were high. Before he had time to react, the "wave" had completely "swallowed" him.

Everyone was shocked to find that after all the rays of light faded away, it was actually Fu Dongyuan who stepped back several steps, spitting blood.

"I lost." Fu Dongyuan said.

At this moment, he had to let go of the dignity of the proud son of heaven and admit that the person in front of him had won.

There are no traps, no plots, it's just that I didn't see through the opponent's weakness and disguise.

"Brother Daoist Fu has a superb cultivation base and profound spiritual power. I'm not as good as that. This time it was just a fluke." Jiufang Changming also gasped as he stroked his chest. His face was pale and sweat was pouring down like rain, but he didn't vomit blood, and he didn't retreat.

Everyone could see that Fu Dongyuan had indeed lost.

The barriers around the two of them were removed, and some disciples from Shenxiao Xianfu quickly stepped forward to support Fu Dongyuan.

"Brother, are you okay!"

Fu Dongyuan waved his hand, his gaze was always on Jiufang Changming.

"You are very powerful, and you will definitely be limitless in the future, isn't it Sun Wuxia?"

"Yes, Jinque Taoist Palace, Sun Wuxia." Jiufang Changming's answer was smooth and smooth, without any hindrance.

Fu Dongyuan nodded: "I remember, I will visit in person in the future, and please accept my challenge."

At this time, Fu Dongyuan was really focused on his cultivation, and he didn't have the slickness that he would have in the future.

So in the past hundred years, did many things happen to him?

Jiufang Changming's face remained unchanged, and he agreed with a smile: "Sun is waiting respectfully for Daoist brother at Jinque Taoist Palace."

Li Muxing and Lin Wenyu also came to greet them.

"Sun Daoyou, are you okay!" Li Muxing was a little excited, she didn't expect that she would witness the rise of a master with her own eyes.

Winning Fu Dongyuan is not the same as agreeing to the disciple of Shenxiao Xianfu. The latter means that Jiufang Changming has already attracted the attention of all parties. As long as the next nine games do not pull his hips, his name will be recognized after today. Being included among the top monks of the younger generation, maybe the Jinque Taoist Palace will be improved to a higher level because of him in the future.

There are many examples of a genius leading a sect, one person attains the Tao and ascends to heaven, and the same is true in the world of cultivation.

Jiufang Changming coughed twice, shook his head, and said weakly: "It's okay, I'll go to the seat to rest for a while."

Fu Dongyuan vomited blood, and he couldn't justify not pretending.

"The surname Fu is looking at you every step of the way. No one must have frustrated him like this before!" Lin Wenyu was excited, but also a little sour, "Your Sun Daoyou is famous all over the world."

Jiufang Changming smiled and said: "It's just a small competition, and I got the upper hand by luck. Talking about being famous in the world, Fellow Daoist Lin has won the prize."

He thought to himself that the real world-famous event today is still to come, and it is just an appetizer right now.

After this wonderful duel, the next few fights seemed boring. Although the fighters tried their best, the people watching always felt that something was missing.

Fu Dongyuan didn't meet a strong opponent again, he almost fought all the way to the end, he seemed a little absent-minded, ended the fight hastily, and waited to see Jiufang Changming play, but the opponent seemed to be strong when he was strong, and weak when he was weak, and he didn't fight again. Without the amazing performance in the previous match against Fu Dongyuan, Fu Dongyuan even suspected that Jiufang Changming was possessed by a ghost in the next few games. Not only did he make many mistakes in his shots, he was still injured where he shouldn't be injured, and his performance was terrible. , It's not like the opponent who is evenly matched with him.

"East Garden?"

He turned his head and restrained his expression.

"Master, why are you here?"

"I just went out for a walk. You care about him? Keep staring at him."

Fu Dongyuan said: "Sun Wuxia is very powerful."

Ouyang: "He's really good, but you just don't want to stumble on him."

Fu Dongyuan was silent for a moment: "If you give me another chance, I may not lose."

Ouyang patted him on the shoulder, thinking that it would be nice to let this proud apprentice try and fail.

"Fellow Daoist Ren, what do I say?" Luo Mei said with a smile.

Ren Yusu hummed slightly: "A real person has outstanding eyesight!"

"Dongyuan made a move, opening and closing. The previous ten moves were the most powerful. Sun Xiaoyou can carry it through, which shows that his cultivation base is very solid. Unlike some people who are castles in the air and are vulnerable to a single blow, he can wait patiently later and turn defeat into victory. strangeness."

Luomei spoke slowly, but her gaze never left Jiufang Changming.

He had doubts in his heart, and he hardly let go of the other party's every move.

It's just that Jiufang Changming's subsequent performance was very mediocre. After winning ten games in a row, he suffered a lot of injuries, not at all like one of the two he met in Hongluo Town.

But that's okay-

Luo Mei narrowed her eyes slightly, even if they were hiding in the gutter, he still had a way to force them out today to avoid future troubles.

Unknowingly, from the first light of day to the sunset on the western mountain, each of the ten competitions ended one after another. The disciples of Zhengrong Villa calculated the final score, and the winner of ten consecutive games was the best. Count down.

As a result, Jiufang Changming stood out and became the only winner of ten consecutive games in this Qianlin meeting.

Even Fu Dongyuan and Ren Haishan, who were originally the most promising, also ranked second due to a narrow defeat.

Everyone found that although Jiufang Changming performed mediocrely in the next nine games, made countless mistakes every time, and narrowly won in the end, among the opponents he drew later, except for Fu Dongyuan, there was no overly powerful master. It is reasonable to be able to win, it is not surprising.

"Congratulations to Sun Daoyou for winning the first place in this Qianlin meeting!"

Li Muxing said with a smile, she lost four and won six, and her performance was average, but it was her first time going down the mountain to attend a meeting, and she focused on experience, followed by fame and fortune, and she was already very satisfied with this result.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Sun."

Xia Zheng forced a smile on his face, he only won two games this time, and he really wanted to convince himself that it was because his younger brother was disturbed by an accident that caused him to perform abnormally, but he still couldn't cheer up.

"What can I get for the first place in the Qianlin Club?" Lin Wenyu was more concerned about this.

Li Muxing said: "It is said that in previous years, the host will give you magic weapons and magic weapons, and the leader can also designate a grandmaster to discuss with him. Sun Daoyou, who do you want to ask for advice?"

Jiufang Changming asked back: "Who do you think I should find better?"

Li Muxing thought about it and said: "Fellow Taoist is a member of the Taoist sect, so naturally it is more suitable to find the master of the Taoist sect. Wanjian Xianzong and Shenxiao Xianfu are the Taishan Big Dipper of the Taoist sect. It is difficult to distinguish between them, but you have just defeated Shenxiao." Fu Dongyuan, the eldest disciple of the Master of the Immortal Mansion, if the Master of the Ouyang Mansion is resentful, he may embarrass you in public. It is better to ask Master Luomei. I heard that Master Luomei has a good temper and rarely gets angry. I will definitely be willing I went off in person."

The most important thing is that even if Jiufang Changming loses miserably, it is an honor for a fledgling rookie like him to fight Luomei.

Jiufang Changming smiled slightly: "What Li Daoyou said is true, and I think so too."

Although he changed his face, this smile still had a lot of power, Li Muxing only felt his eyes flashed, the prosperity shattered, and his heart missed a beat, he quickly looked away, and silently recited Blessings of Infinite Heavenly Venerable.

Soon some disciples from Zhengrong Mountain Villa came to invite them, and the owner of the villa also asked someone to hold out a long sword.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the sword light came out of its sheath, and the blue water flooded, like the moon reflecting the sky, like the moon in a well, and the broken moon sprinkled the ground with stars.

This is indeed a rare magic weapon. Everyone secretly thought that Zhengrong Villa was really rich and powerful. Many people couldn't help but envy Jiufang Changming. The field is flat, without hindrance.

"How did you kill a dark horse this year?"

"If it were me, I would be able to come out on top."

"Why is this kid so lucky?"

Such discussions abound, Jinque Taoist Palace has no reputation at all, and Jiufang Changming is a lonely family, walking up to the high platform where the masters are seated, dancing their robes and sleeves, making them even more lonely.

"This Qianlin meeting..."

"Wait!"

As soon as Zhuangzhu Liu started, he was interrupted by Master Luomei.

His melodious voice instantly spread to every corner of the room.

"Today's Qianlin Grand Meeting, please allow me to disturb fellow Daoists Yaxing with some personal matters. This matter is related to the deaths and injuries of fellow Daoists who came to the villa yesterday, and it also concerns the reputation of my Wanjian Immortal Sect. Please give me half an hour from Master Liu to deal with it. It's not too late to congratulate Sun Xiaoyou on this matter."

Zhuangzhu Liu hastily stepped aside: "Please, real person."

Jiufang Changming frowned, almost guessing what Luomei wanted to do.

Luomei turned slightly sideways and waved her hand.

"Bring people over."

Everyone stretched their necks and talked a lot.

With the sound of chains mopping the ground, one person was escorted over, and the disciple of the Wanjian Immortal Sect looked dignified, ready to fight.

Everyone looked closely and found that not only the ankles of this person were bound by iron chains, but even the shoulder bones were pierced by the iron chains, and they were also firmly locked on his hands, making it impossible to fly with wings and impossible for gods to save.

"Jiang Li?!"

"Jiang Li, the lord of the Wanjian Immortal Sect?!"

"What suzerain! The suzerain is Master Luomei, he is an abandoned disciple!"

I don't know who shouted first, there was a buzzing in the venue, which was hard to calm down for a while.