This fight had already alarmed the people of the Yingzhou Sect. In addition, Duan Long's scream at the end, a boiling voice, all the people of the Yingzhou Sect surrounded him. "What's going on, what's going on?" Someone soon saw that it was Duan Long who fell to the ground. "Third Brother!" The disciples of the Yingzhou Sect came up and surrounded the people of the Wuwei Sword Sect. Gu Sheng was afraid that something would happen to Zhu Wuzhao, so he moved his body and came to him. Zhu Wuzhao laughed: "Don't worry, look at me!" He opened his hands, shouted loudly, and pushed forward violently, and a blue light surged from his body. The light was like a huge wave and raised towards the disciples of the Yingzhou Sect. The disciples of the Yingzhou Sect looked at

It seemed that there were many people, but they were just a mob. In such a huge wave, it was thrown up and down like a boat. In an instant, everyone was in danger and was defeated. Suddenly, many people's flying swords were knocked away. Zhu Wuzhao laughed, his hands were dancing, and a golden light shot out. The Golden Peng Sword took action: "I asked you frogs in the well to see what is the real flying sword!" The Golden Peng Sword hovered around the valley, and a golden light fell on the peak on one side. Only a loud noise was heard, and the peak was cut off half! The chopped mountain rolled down along the peak, and below were the group of panicked Yingzhou Sect disciples. If they were hit by this huge rock, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this moment, when a person alluded to him, he shouted, his palms moved, and the light shone on the huge rock. A loud "boom" was pushed aside by his palm. The disciples of the Yingzhou Sect luckily escaped this disaster. Gu Sheng's heart moved, and the person who came had some skills. This picture seemed simple, but actually had a secret. If the force was heavy and huge, it would still hurt the person below. If it was light, it would not change the direction of the rolling of the huge rock. This palm must be controlled just right, and it should not be too strong. He slightly

A smile: "The Lord is here." Sure enough, the disciples of Yingzhou Sect knelt down one after another: "Master!" The old man Yingtan stood in the sky with his face ashen: "What's going on?" Zhu Wuzhao laughed and bowed slightly: "What's the name of this Taoist brother Gan Wen?" The old man Yingtan snorted dissatisfiedly, and said to himself, "You are young, but you call me brother and brother to this leader. It's so uneducated. The old man Yingtan didn't say anything, and the disciples of Yingzhou Sect shouted: "This is our master, Yingtan, the old man, why don't you kneel down quickly

Beg for mercy, the head may save you from death!" Zhu Wuzhao laughed: "It's really interesting. My Wuwei Sword Sect has been in the sect for more than 3,000 years. It's the first time I encountered such an interesting thing..." The old man in Yingtan frowned: "It's indeed a member of the Wuwei Sword Sect." He looked at the people behind Zhu Wuzhao: "My Yingzhou Sect held this meeting of monks. All the major sects in the world gave the head a face. They are all led by the veterans in the sect. Only you Wuwei Sword Sect is very arrogant. You only sent a group of juniors. Wouldn't you take our Yingzhou Sect seriously?

"Zhu Wuzhao smiled and said, "So you are not happy here? Wu tells you that I am also a disciple of the Nine-character generation. My seniority is the same as you, so what are you not convinced?" "You?" He recalled carefully: "Oh, you are that Jiuzhao, right? I have heard that there is a playboy in the Wuwei Sword Sect. He relies on his master's protection and is ignorant and causes trouble all day long. It seems that it is you." Zhu Wuzhaonu laughed backwards: "Hehehe... It's my ignorant playboy, who beats the elite disciples under your school to look for teeth!"

"You did this?" The old man in Yingtan was a little disbelief. Zhu Wuzhao smiled coldly: "Go and ask your good disciples! The upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked, you are so arrogant, no wonder the disciples under the disciples are all so arrogant. Unfortunately, they met my Wuwei Sword Sect, but they didn't buy your accounts!" The old man in Yingtan was furious: "You junior actually blame me..." "You old man can't stop talking. I have said that you are the same generation as you, and you are still the juniors and the juniors!" Gu Sheng and Wei Fang were helpless. It seems that today's matter cannot be done. Zhu Wuzhao is not a good person, let alone the Yingzhou Sect is so arrogant? Gu Sheng sighed and walked over, bowed to the old man in Yingtan: "I don't know who gives you face to seniors,

What are the sects that the elders in the sect personally led to the meeting? "The old man in Yingtan snorted and said proudly: "Qingyang Sect, Dragon Slayer Academy, Sifang Temple, Angry Sect..." He had a good memory, and actually wrote down the names of these sects one by one, and recited them one by one. Gu Sheng smiled disdainfully: "The sects mentioned by the senior are just some second-rate sects. We can come to such a gathering, which is already very favorable, but you are still picky and deliberately neglect us." Anyway, it has been a terrible thing, and Gu Sheng is not polite: "I can tell you that if even you sects can be ranked into the twelve sects, then our Wuwei Sword Sect immediately withdrew from the twelve sects and are with you people, which is disgusting!" "You!"

"Good words!" The old man in Yingtan was about to strike, and suddenly a voice came. As soon as the figure came, he came quickly: "Brother said it well. This gathering was just a farce of the director of the jumping clown. We can come. It is already very respectful. No matter how I calculate it, it is a loss-making deal." "Uncle San!" Nangong Yi shouted in surprise. Nangong Wanguan, who was wearing foreign clothes, rushed to the front with an abacus. The old man in Yingtan snorted dissatisfiedly: "It's useless to say anything now. When the conference is over, we will see each other again. Hum!" He shook his sleeves and left by himself. Zhu Wuzhao shouted behind: "Just relying on the use of your wasteful timber, even if you go to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, it's useless!" The disciples of the Wuwei Sword Sect burst into laughter, and the disciples of the Yingzhou Sect walked away in shame. Nangong Yi had not seen his relatives for a long time, and it was very important.

Missing Nangong Wanguan, he asked uncontrollably: "Uncle San, you are fine recently, you want to die of nephew." Nangong Wanguan laughed and looked at Yin Ying not far away intentionally or unintentionally: "Uncle San thought you were happy to be in Wuwei Sword Sect." Nangong Yi's face turned red, and other disciples of Wuwei Sword Sect came to pay homage to Nangong Wanguan, which was very lively for a while. Nangong Wanguan said to them: "The head of the Yingzhou Sect is the Yingtan old man who was just angry with you. He is also a famous master in the East China Sea area. Therefore, the Yingzhou Sect is also arrogant and is domineering in this corner of the East China Sea area. He thinks he is invincible and very arrogant." Gu Sheng nodded. No wonder these disciples of the Yingzhou Sect all seem to think that they are the best masters in the world. The Nangong family lives in the south and is more familiar with the situation along the coast.

"Uncle San, how many people have come to the family this time?" Nangong Yi asked. Nangong Wanguan shook his head: "Oh, it's as you said just now that we have given them enough face. It's because they give them too much face. They don't know how high the world is. If they follow me, they don't have to pay attention to such a conference. But a group of clowns and still want to be among the twelve major sects. It's ridiculous. But your uncle insisted that I bring a few juniors to come over and see what it is. But the elders are only here." He saw that all the disciples of the Yingzhou Sect had been exposed, and no one arranged the Wuwei Sword Sect to be

The accommodation was so stingy that I couldn't help but say, "What a stingy sect, it's still like being included in the twelve sects? This is also their way of hospitality." Nangong Wanguan waved his hand: "Let's go, you live with us." "Uncle San, don't you live in the Yingzhou sect?" Nangong Wanguan waved his hand: "Don't mention it. After staying for a night, there were some unknown small sects around him, and they were all very hypocritical and flattering each other. They dreamed of spring and autumn of the twelve sects all day long. Uncle San, I heard all day long, all of which were all those things. I couldn't stand it, so I found an inn at the foot of the mountain to live there. There were many scenes."

The members of the Wuwei Sword Sect accompanied Nangong Wanguan to the inn. At the foot of Yingzhou Mountain, there were few tourists, so there were not many hotels. This inn was already considered large on Yingzhou Mountain Island, with only more than ten rooms in total. Nangong Wanguan and others occupied four rooms, and there were two local vendors who purchased local local products here, occupying one room, leaving only five. There was no choice but to pay attention to it and squeeze together. The disciples were one room, three people and one room, and they were about to leave this ghost place immediately after the conference was completed.

The next morning, Gu Sheng met Jiaotian in the aisle. He knew that Jiaotian must have a high status and a prominent reputation in the immortal world. He had never suffered such suffering? He hugged with another person. He smiled maliciously: "Hehe, did my guide, sleep peacefully last night?" Jiaotian smiled faintly: "Let's not talk about me, let's talk about you. My observation of you these days has been very deep. Do you want to hear my conclusion?"
Chapter completed!