"What a fanged mouth!

Mu Ping showed a ruffian smile, stretched out his thumb, and said, "You mouth, if you don't go to the debate competition, it's really condescending!"

"How is it? Team Leader Mu, don't you have anything to say?"

"That's not it, by the way, I heard that you have a Nine Sects Alliance, specifically against the Xuan Group, is there such a thing?"

"Hehe, I'm not afraid to tell you that the thirty-two people we came here today are the high-end forces of the Nine Sects Alliance, just to show you the Xuan Group, where there is oppression, there will be resistance! From now on, our nine major sects will advance and retreat together, and the days when your Xuan Group's unilateral contract binding us is gone!"

"Oh, I see!

Mu Ping stretched out his thumb again, "By the way, Sect Master Luan, what if the Xuan Group doesn't agree?"

"They dare! Just rely on those stinky fish and rotten shrimp in the Xuan Group, if they don't agree, then beat them until they agree!"

Luan Fengxiang is like an actor who has been deeply involved in the play, and his speech is becoming more and more domineering.

"Isn't it, brothers!"

"Alas!" Mu Ping sighed and shook his head slightly.

In the long years of cultivation, what kind of person has he never seen? But a brainless guy like Luan Fengxiang is really the first time he has seen it, could it be that he went to the Doomsday God Realm and got his brain into the water?

"Luan Fengxiang, you are shameless!"

Suddenly, a sound rolled through the air like rolling thunder.

"Boom!" Nine figures descended from the sky, and it was Feng Zhongyun who led Nanyuan, Jiang Ren, Long Zhenhua, Ji Daozi, Fu Ping, Randi, Cheng Biao, Pang Yuan and other high-level leaders of the Xuan Group to arrive, and the words came out of Feng Zhongyun's mouth.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that so many handsome men and beautiful women suddenly came, and their cultivation was still so profound, Luan Fengxiang was also very puzzled, when did Huaxia have so many young masters?

After taking the good times given by Mu Ping, Feng Zhongyun and other high-level leaders of the Xuan Group all became younger, Feng Zhongyun looked like he was about thirty years old, heroic, and the others were twenty-five or sixteen years old, Luan Fengxiang couldn't recognize it, it was not surprising.

"Luan Fengxiang, do you remember, when you just took over as the sect master of the Snow Slope Sect, who helped you stabilize your position?—— it was the Xuan Group!

In order to thank the Xuan Group for your help, I signed a contract with the old man to never step into the world without the consent of the Xuan Group, and it has only been thirteen years, do you want to break the contract? At first, Team Leader Mu told me about this, I didn't believe it, but I didn't expect that you actually said it yourself, you treacherous villain, still don't talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes?"

The more Feng Zhongyun spoke, the more angry he became, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and he almost started scolding his mother.

"You...... Are ......you Feng Zhongyun? Why didn't you die?"

Luan Fengxiang trembled his lips, stretched out his right hand, and pointed at Feng Zhongyun, looking like he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Not dead?"

Feng Zhongyun frowned, his eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, and said, "Could it be that in the robbery and killing of the old man five years ago, the Fire Dragon Sect was just the executor, and the person who really instructed it was you!"

"Hahaha! Yes, it's this sect!"

Luan Fengxiang looked up to the sky and laughed, "I just didn't expect to let you escape, but I really admire you, you have endured it for five years, how about it?

"Sure enough, it's you?"

Feng Zhongyun's fist clenched into a clang.

"What's going on, why are the relationships so messed up?"

Mu Ping looked at Feng Zhongyun on the left and Luan Fengxiang on the right, according to his temperament, he had already knocked these people to the ground, why bother so much to speak?

However, Feng Zhongyun told him on the phone that it is now a society governed by the rule of law, and everything must be spoken with evidence, so he thought it was a snake and had no words, this is clearly a trick by a conspirator, how can there be a little bit of a cultivator!

"Alas, I really didn't expect that you, an old horseman, would be a blessing in disguise and become what you are now!"

Luan Fengxiang put his hands behind his back, like the security captain of the parade team, and walked past the other eight people such as Nanyuan and Long Zhenhua one by one.

"Tsk, it's really good, it's really good, if this sect is not mistaken, you can become younger, it's all the credit of Team Leader Mu to go back to the good times pill, right?"

Luan Fengxiang twisted his face towards Mu Ping.

"That's right!"

Mu Ping said that he agreed, but he glanced at Da Mao behind his back, and the latter realized that the spiritual power of the master and servant suddenly radiated out, and soon, a radius of hundreds of miles was shrouded in the spiritual power of the two.

This Luan Fengxiang is by no means a fool, he

Dare to be so arrogant, there must be a certain reason behind it, in other words, he must have reservations, so what does he rely on?

Could it be that he only relied on his cultivation of the third layer of Xuandan?

Definitely not.

The fall of the Golden God Sect, he couldn't have heard the slightest rumor, since he knew that the fall of the Golden God Sect was Mu Ping's handiwork, then why was he still so fearless?

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Da Mao shook his head lightly at Mu Ping, and Mu Ping nodded, within a radius of a hundred miles, except for the three older Xuandan seventh-layer monks who were hidden, they did not find any spiritual power fluctuations and monk breath.

If it is said that Luan Fengxiang did not leave a back hand, Mu Ping will not believe it, a Ding Hao he has already seen, and the strategy is not bad at all according to the monks of the cultivation realm, this Luan Fengxiang is a figure of the same era as Ding Hao, and his intrigues and tricks can be worse?

"How about it, young man, are you interested in laying down a piece of the world with this sect master? At that time, you will have to be windy, rainy, and at ease, hundreds of times stronger than being the honorary leader of the Xuan Group of this Laoshizi. Look at Feng Zhongyun, search more, give you a team leader, or reputation, to put it bluntly, it's just a decoration, a ranking, in name only!"

"Not interested!"

Mu Ping didn't think about it, and refused.

"The surname is Mou, don't be embarrassed, toast and don't eat and drink, our sect master kindly advises you, don't break the big basin and put it up, believe it or not? Lao Tzu can slap you to death!"

Luan Fengxiang didn't wait to speak, a person popped out of his back, bald head, leopard head with ringed eyes, big mouth, and the early cultivation of the Martial King, which was a big realm higher than Jiang Ren.

"Don't believe it!"

Mu Ping stretched out his right hand and slapped it down.

There was a whirlwind blowing in the sky, a big hand fell from the sky, and with a snap, the bald head didn't even have time to snort, and it was slapped into a meat patty, and the blood flowed out more than a foot at once, and a thick bloody gas dispersed in an instant.

"I don't believe it!"

Mu Ping shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and made a very innocent look.

Silence, silence all around!

People couldn't believe their eyes, a strong man of the Martial King rank was just gone, and he was slapped in the face for seconds while he spoke?