"Please wait!" Seeing the Shocking Night Spear in Yuan Ye's hand, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped and waved his hands repeatedly. At the same time, another flame fighter also looked at the black gun in surprise.

"What's your name?"

"Why, I'm doing a background check before the fight. Master Yuan Ye, I don't have any background." Yuan Ye raised his spear and suddenly flew to the sky.

"Yuan Ye!" The two big flame Yuanzuns looked at each other and flew to the ground almost at the same time. Yuan Ye bowed deeply.

"Uh?" Yuan Ye was stunned, and the people around him were even more stunned. Flame fighters, they were all high-ranking here, but these two Flame fighters actually bowed to a boy under twenty years old. Huang Sanli's eyes fell even more. The one here was too fast.

"This is not a place to speak. How about the fellow Taoist who asked to speak to the top of the mountain?" The middle-aged man said respectfully at this time.

"Drink, it's interesting, okay, I'll go in with you and talk." Yuan Ye smiled and went up the mountain generously. The two heavenly saints had to deal with him, so they didn't have to scheming at all. Moreover, once the sealing power was revealed, anyone below the Quasi-Prince could resist, Yuan Ye was not afraid.

"Please!" The two great saints bowed again and asked Yuan Ye to walk in front. At the same time, the middle-aged man turned around and said coldly, "Huang Sanli, your mental cultivation is too poor, go down the mountain early."

"What!"

Huang Sanli glared and was fired! Before Huang Sanli could complain to him, the middle-aged man had turned around and stopped looking at him.

The top of Greh Mountain is actually not considered a mountain top, but a mountain top composed of thirteen peaks. Each of these thirteen peaks has been flattened to create a clearing space, and a huge palace is built here. These palaces are far from comparable to shining. In the palace, there are huge lakes of hot springs and rockery. More are martial arts temples, retreats and sutra pavilions. This is a completely holy place for martial arts. Yuan Ye and the two great heavenly saints walked directly into one of the peaks.

"See Teacher Gu Yanwu and Teacher Meng Ling." Along the way, a person bowed to the two great saints.

"This is my peak. The thirteen peaks on the top of the Gre Mountain form the city of hope. There are about 50,000 young talents. These 50,000 young people are not just from Yaoyan Mansion. Our entire 50,000 heroes from hundreds of palaces gather here. It can be said that the most promising people in All 6 are here. Among the thirteen peaks, the twelve Heavenly Saint-level Flame Fighters are responsible for one mountain, and the last one is the central mountain responsible for other masters. The youth here call us Twelve Twelve Twelve

The famous Fiery Fighter teacher is divided into five realms according to his strength. The first class is the first class, the second class is the fighting spirit is the third class, the Shura is the fourth class, and the junior War Emperor is the fifth class. We can’t teach the War Emperor any longer. Moreover, for many years, I have never seen anyone who can break through the War Emperor before the age of forty. Even those who break through the Shura to the War Emperor are very few. There are tens of thousands of students, and the number of people in the fifth class seems to be only two." Tian Sheng Gu Yanwu introduced Yuan Ye while walking.

"Senior brother forgot that Murong Han from Jiufeng had already had the strength of the War Emperor last year. That person is now very famous in City of Hope, and it is very smelly." Meng Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Yes, why did I forget that guy?" Gu Yanwu also smiled bitterly, as if he was very interested in Murong Han.

"Murong Qiang, Murong Han, the name is very similar. I don't know where Xiaoqiang is now, how to open the space ring if he can't find him." Yuan Ye muttered in his heart. He had already walked into Gu Yanwu's hall with the two heavenly saints. Gu Yanwu general all the people in the hall were shut down and bowed to Yuan Ye again with Meng Ling.

"Okay, okay, I keep bowing all the way. Although I am a genius, I don't need to do this."

Gu Yanwu immediately said respectfully: "Do you just arrived from the border area?"

"yes!"

Gu Yanwu and Meng Ling smiled at each other, "That's right. My junior sister and I are both six generations of disciples of Yanxing Sect. The four masters had already told you about the junction of the place before. They also said that they had unsealed the seal of fellow Taoists and defeated the junzun Zuoqiu with divine weapons. They saved me, the entire Yanxing Sect, and were friends of the four masters. Naturally, we two dared not be presumptuous."

Yaoyan Mansion belongs to the sphere of influence of the Yanxing Sect. Most of the masters here are theirs. Among the twelve flame fighters, there are eight people from the Yanxing Sect. Yuan Ye is in the Yanxing Sect and is now a big shot. These Tiansheng is only six generations of disciples of the Yanxing Sect, while Gongsun Wutian and four others are four generations of disciples. In terms of seniority, they should naturally be called masters. Ironically, after untied the seal, Yuan Ye is a big shot with the four old antiques. Unfortunately, there is no seal, and his strength is not as good as their disciples.

After all, the sealing power is not his own, and Yuan Ye can only sigh.

"This is easy to deal with. Do you have a man named Wu Song here? It seems that he is from your Yanxing Sect?" Yuan Ye said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Yuan Ye’s anger, Gu Yanwu and Meng Ling were shocked. They heard it clearly just now. Yuan Ye said that he was here to kill people.

Meng Ling immediately said carefully, "Fellow Taoist, why are you looking for Uncle Wu Song?"

"Don't be so nervous. I don't know Wu Song at all, and I don't have any hatred. It's just that I have an enemy who was brought to this city of hope by him. This time I just hope to kill the enemy with my hands."

Gu Yanwu, Meng Ling sighed and said immediately: "Uncle Wu Song is on the Tenth Peak, we will accompany you to find him now."

"Okay." Yuan Ye of course was happy.

Led by the two Tianshengs, Yuan Ye went straight to the Tenth Peak.

"Mr. Wu Song was originally just the seventh generation of disciples, and we had to call us uncles in terms of seniority. More than a year ago, Bing's master's closed disciple was killed. Mr. Bing selected a new disciple from his junior disciple to inherit his mantle. Mr. Wu Song's master has reached the realm of the Heavenly Saint in less than two hundred years of practice. We have nothing to say about this qualification and talent. Gu Yanwu did not forget to explain to Yuan Ye on the way, but unfortunately Yuan Ye was not interested in this at all.

At the tenth peak, both eyes and hands have six fingers. Wu Song, who looked very different from ordinary people, was closing his eyes to rest. Wu Song was broad-minded, with long eyebrows and big ears, but he looked like a blessing. Suddenly, Wu Song's eyes were singular, and then there was a smile on his face.

"Why are Gu Yanwu and Meng Ling's two junior nephews who have time to come to me?"

"Uncle Master!" Gu Yanwu and Meng Ling bowed and bowed at the same time. Gu Yanwu immediately smiled and said, "Disciple and junior sister are discussing the truth. I heard that someone is making trouble on the mountainside, so I went down to see what happened. I didn't want to meet my great benefactor of Yanxing Sect."

"Oh, is that!" Wu Song also laughed and began to pay attention to Yuan Ye.

"This is Yuan Ye, the boy who retreated to Zuoqiu and saved my sect." Gu Yanwu said happily, pointing at Yuan Ye.

"Yuan Ye! You are Yuan Ye!" Wu Song's body was shocked and he suddenly looked at Yuan Ye.

"Huh?" Yuan Ye frowned, as if he felt a sense of aggression coming from Wu Song. Gu Yanwu and Meng Ling also felt something was wrong.
Chapter completed!