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Although Wan Fengbian said this, it was obvious that he didn't believe Chu Wuru's words. The Heavenly Dao will be strong, but the Illusory Sect is definitely not weak, otherwise in tens of thousands of years, it would have been solved by the Heavenly Dao Society.

Chu Wuli didn't have to argue with Wan Fengbian's explanation, so he didn't delve into this topic anymore.

"Why do you want to marry the Freedom Sect? This shouldn't be, there is nothing behind the Freedom Sect, what do you want from them?"

This is still a serious topic, Chu Wuli is a little incomprehensible to the Heart Demon Sect's choice of the Freedom Sect to marry weaker than them, and I don't know what Wan Guhao thinks.

"Do you believe I'm a smoker?"

Wan Feng said seriously, and then saw Chu Wuru's look of complete disbelief, so he could only shrug his shoulders helplessly and said:

"It's absolutely true and true. Like you said, with this kind of strength of the Freedom Sect, what else will we want? I really fell in love with Yan Chou at first sight......

"Okay, I won't ask, okay. ”

decisively interrupted Wan Fengbian's words, Chu Wuru didn't want to listen to the emotional story of Wan Fengbian and Wan Yan Yanchou.

"Haha, thank you very much for coming to my wedding ceremony!"

Wan Fengbian stood up, laughed and waved at Chu Rude, looking very happy.

"Uh-huh. ”

Chu Wuru's face was bitter, but he didn't want to say words of blessing.

Wan Feng didn't care, he was very happy, and pulled Chu Wuyu to talk about their not good past, Chu Wuyu was still entangled in the matter of the Heavenly Tribulation, and he didn't have a match, and he completely put his mind on the other side.

"Hey, there's a fight below, the little guy you brought is very personal, and soon he fought with the little guy in our sect. ”

Wan Fengbian found that something was happening below, and after a look of his senses, a smile appeared on his face, and he reached out to pat Chu Wuru's back, and was thrown away by Chu Wuru's hand to open his hand.

"Ah, what did you say?"

His mind was not here, Chu Wuli seemed to feel that what Wan Feng said was related to what he said, so he came back to his senses and asked Wan Feng in surprise.

"Let's go, go down and take a look, and see what is different about your disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect. ”

Wan Fengbian stretched out his hand to pull Chu Wurude again, but was avoided by Chu Wuru, but Chu Wuru still jumped down the attic with him. When the flying body fell, Chu Wuyu was still shouting endlessly:

"Just now you said that I was rude, and you didn't jump off casually? and said that others, your skin is really thick, but fortunately I am not as thick as you, otherwise I would really die......"

“……”

Wan Fengbian could only ignore Chu Wuru's complaint wordlessly.

Since it is a sect of cultivation, even if it is a guest house, there is a special practice field for guests to practice or learn, and the general venue is relatively large, and the ground will be paved with special stones. Even some big sects will arrange some simple enchantments, and then say that it is just a competition, and the two sides of the competition will not really be fully exerted, and the practice ground used is relatively solid.

For example, the Seven Thousand Square in Huashan, which is the most prestigious place for practice in the cultivation realm, is that Chu Wuli has had so many large-scale battles in Huashan, and the Seven Thousand Square is not even a corner.

The guest house where the Heart Demon Sect is located is the best guest house of the Freedom Sect, and the practice ground inside is three acres large, and now hundreds of people have gathered. Of course, most of them were the disciples of the Heart Demon Sect in the east, and there were four people standing alone in the west, the four people of the Xuantian Sword Sect, among which Ma Da and Xu Rui were also shouting and scolding at the disciples of the Heart Demon Sect in the east, and the other party was also dozens of people responding to them.

Although it was an argument, it was not too extreme in terms of words.

Two of them are fighting in the center.

One of them is Chang Congjie of the Xuantian Sword Sect, Chang Congjie is the same as Chu Wuru, wearing a green shirt, using a black long sword, his movements are chic, and his swordsmanship is exquisite, although he is only an elder-level master, but his demeanor already has the demeanor of a top master.

His opponent is a mild-looking age, who seems to be the same age as Chang Congjie, his movements are very static, almost standing still, but his hands are pinching the seal quickly, and his fingers are almost invisible.

"Illusion is good. ”

Chu Wuru landed on the north side of the square, turned his head to look at the ten thousand winds that fell behind him, and said with a smile.

"That kid's swordsmanship is good, his talent is good, why did you receive such a good seedling. ”

Carefully glanced at Chang Congjie, very surprised by Chang Congjie's talent, Wan Fengbian glanced at Chu Wuru a little suspiciously. The Xuantian Sword Sect has declined, and as long as the cultivators with good talent will not go to the third-rate sect of the Xuantian Sword Sect to practice. Cultivation is not only about talent, but also about the amount of resources, and the stability of the background, it is obvious that the Xuantian Sword Sect is not attractive.

Then the two of them heard for a while, and when the others saw the two of them coming, they stopped shouting and scolding, and they all fell silent. Chu Wuru's reputation was not very good, but the disciples of the Illusionless Sect did not dare to shout in front of their sect master.

Chang Congjie who was present was almost sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and the sword in his hand had begun to slow down, as if he had sunk deep into the illusion, unable to extricate himself.

Although the young man opposite him also had beads of sweat constantly sliding down his face, his demeanor was very calm, and when he saw Chang Congjie's movements slowing down, he couldn't hide a trace of joy in his eyes.

"You Xuantian Sword Sect people are very powerful, as soon as they come, they provoke our Heart Demon Sect, do you mean that they are very young, or are they very courageous?"

Looking at the situation in the field, Wan Feng turned into a smile and said to Chu Wuru, obviously a little sarcastic about Chu Wuru.

Chu Wuru glanced at Wan Feng, but he was not angry, but responded lightly:

"Seven thousand years ago, when the Nine Heavens True Beings were rampant, it was enough to destroy your current Heart Demon Sect hundreds of times. ”

Wan Feng was suddenly speechless when he was refuted, in the era of the Nine Heavens True People, even the Heavenly Dao Society was suppressed, not to mention that the Heart Demon Sect was far from the current Heavenly Dao Society, not to mention that it was on a par with the original peak Xuantian Sword Sect.

"Let's not talk about the past, okay?"

Wan Fengbian said a little helplessly.

"Then we don't mention the engagement ceremony, okay?"

Chu Wuru's face did not move, and he asked again.

“……”

Wan Fengbian finally felt that he was unlikely to be able to deal with Chu Wuru, if he quarreled, he would most likely be angry with Chu Wuru, so he chose to give up the boring behavior of arguing with Chu Wuru.

"Shall we make a bet on their wins or losses or something?"

Chu Wuru suddenly said.

"Bet on what?"

Wan Feng changed and looked at the situation in the field, the disciples of the Heart Demon Sect undoubtedly had the upper hand, he didn't understand what Chu Wuru meant, could it be that Chu Wuru wanted to bet on the disciples of the Heart Demon Sect to win?

"How about I bet on the disciples of this sect to win?"

"Oh, bet on what?"

Wan Feng became interested, and Chu Wuru couldn't help but be interested when he looked at the situation on the field and could still support the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

"Are we going to talk about bets? Wait and take it yourself, as long as you don't lose your own people. ”

Chu Wuru said confidently.

"Haha, okay, no problem, Chu Dashao is rich, I have been coveting it for a long time, and today I bet with you. ”

Wan Fengbian was also full of confidence, and slaughtered Chu Wuru as a lamb. He also did not forget to say proudly:

"This is the second disciple of the elder Wanwei of this sect, and he is even better at illusion, I don't know who the disciple over there is?"

"Chang Congjie is a disciple of our sect. ”

Chu Wuli replied to Wan Fengbian's question, and then looked at Wan Fengbian again and said:

"I didn't expect that old guy to be alive, I'm afraid it's time for the catastrophe. ”

"Hey, hey. ”

Wan Fengbian just smiled and didn't answer Chu Wuru's guess.

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