Fang Tianyou raised his eyes and saw that the two men and women who stopped him were very young and dressed in typical Yenan ethnic minority costumes. The men were dressed in coarse cloth clothes, wrapped in turbans, tied belts, and stepped on cloth shoes, fierce and dark, with sharp eyes, each holding a shotgun, pointing the muzzle of the black hole at Fang Tianyou.

The two young girls are also dressed in clothes with unique ethnic minority styles, they look very simple, and they have a healthy and vigorous beauty from the inside out, but Fang Tianyou knows that these two girls are definitely not as simple as they seem on the surface.

These four people seem to be ordinary cottage guards, but they are actually clearly the mountain guards of the Black Witch Sect.

"I'm here to participate in the Witch King Competition. Fang Tianyou replied calmly, secretly having opened his divine sense, and the Yin Ghost and the Cold Iron Needle were also ready to attack at any time. The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, and people point guns at themselves, although to a large extent they are just pretending to intimidate, but Fang Tianyou does not want to be careless.

"The Witch King Contest is not something that anyone can participate in, have you been invited?" one of the round-faced women looked Fang Tianyou up and down and asked suspiciously.

"This is my invitation!" Fang Tianyou handed over the invitation he had received from the Xuanyin Sect. The round-faced woman took it, looked at it carefully, and nodded at the other three.

"Although the invitation is real, but you have a ruthless face, and you have a Chinese accent, who knows if it is a spy sent by Huaxia who wants to mix in the Witch King Contest and take the opportunity to make trouble!"

"Yes, we can't confirm that you are from the Wumen, you can tell me which branch of the Wumen you belong to. ”

The two men were extremely dissatisfied with Fang Tianyou's calm and calm demeanor, and they didn't seem to put them in their eyes at all, and they deliberately did not act, and continued to embarrass Fang Tianyou.

Of course, Fang Tianyou understood the thoughts of the two, his face sank, and as soon as he raised his hands, two black mist the size of his fingertips shot directly at the two male disciples of the Black Witch Sect.

The black mist was very fast, and the two male disciples of the Black Witch Sect had just reacted to shoot when they suddenly felt that the arm holding the gun was painful and numb as if it had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and it quickly swollen.

The two of them screamed miserably, and the shotgun fell to the ground and they didn't bother to pick it up, but watched with horror as the festering wound the size of the fingertip of the arm gradually expanded.

"Can this prove my identity as a Witch Sect?" Fang Tianyou said coldly as he glanced at the four Dark Witch Sect disciples.

"When, of course you can. The two female disciples of the Black Witch Sect saluted Fang Tianyou in horror.

"Seniors spare their lives, seniors spare their lives!" The two injured male disciples knelt directly on the ground.

Although the Witch King Contest is hosted by the Dark Witch Sect, it actually gathers many witch sects. Wumen disciples are all over the world, including Huaxia, Burma, Yenan, Zhu, Southeast Asia, and even Europe and the United States.

These factions have their own unique skills, and the Black Witch Sect only dares to win over, and does not dare to offend easily, and when others come to participate in the meeting, as long as they show the invitation letter, they generally have to be polite.

These four only saw that Fang Tianyou was not very old, and he came alone, so they dared to make things difficult, but they didn't expect to suffer a big loss with a wave of their hands, and the four of them suddenly realized that the person in front of them was by no means an ordinary person, where did they dare to despise it.

"Hmph!" Fang Tianyou snorted lightly, stretched out his finger and swiped on the arms of the two men, slashing the flesh and blood from the ulcers on the two men's arms with his fingers, and then continued to climb the steps towards the top of the mountain.

The two Black Witch Sect disciples saw the blood gushing out of their arms, but instead they felt that the numbness and pain had lessened, and they knew that Fang Tianyou had unknowingly detoxified himself just now.

Although this method is a bit vicious, it seems to be a simple and effective method. Fang Tianyou actually deliberately used such a detoxification method to teach the two a lesson.

As for the two poisonous mist just now, just like the poisonous mist that dealt with Zuo Zhongshan before, it was the result of Fang Tianyou's synthesis of the toxins obtained from the Poison Miasma Valley and the toxins developed by Chen Yifan's teacher.

The combination of the two toxins is even more weird and unpredictable, Fang Tianyou can completely pretend to be the Five Poison Sect and pretend to be a poisonous witch.

Going up the mountain road, there were a few Black Witch Sect disciples standing guard along the way, and they only nodded politely to Fang Tianyou, and did not embarrass Fang Tianyou again.

About the first level is the most important level, and this is the territory of the Dark Witch Gate, and now almost all the elites of the Witch Gate have gathered to hold the Witch King Competition, and there is no such self-indulgence to pretend to be in the Witch Gate to make trouble.

What made Fang Tianyou feel strange was that along the way, he only met the disciples of the Black Witch Sect, but he did not see any other disciples of the Witch Sect going up the mountain. It wasn't until Fang Tianyou reached the top of the mountain that he knew that he was late, and other Wumen figures had already reached the top of the mountain before him.

In addition to the stone houses built along the mountain, a square larger than a football field was built on the top of the mountain. At the end of the square is a tall temple.

The roof of the temple is glittering with gold, I don't know if it is gilded or really all made of gold, except for the roof of the temple, the temple wall is still made of huge black stones.

Judging from the traces of time on the stones of the square and the temple, Fang Tianyou felt that the Black Witch Gate might have been established here for hundreds of years, but it was only after the Witch Gate was driven out in China that many Witch Gate figures took refuge in it, which made this place famous.

At this time, the door of the temple was closed, and it was impossible to see what gods were offered inside. In front of the temple is a wide square, all paved with marble. A ring was set up in the square, and two witch figures were fighting in the ring.

Directly east of the ring, there was a row of Taishi chairs. The characters sitting on the Taishi's chair have different appearances, although they all seem to be quite old, but they are all in good spirits, perhaps because of the cultivation of the secret methods of the witchcraft, they all have a bit of a deceitful temperament.

What caught Fang Tianyou's attention the most was an old man with nine black pheasant feathers on his head sitting on a Taishi chair in the center. The old man had goosebumps, his eyes were already cloudy, and he looked like a dried corpse from the outside, holding his breath for a long time.

Although it was far away, Fang Tianyou still felt a strong threat from him! And as soon as Fang Tianyou stared at him, the old man seemed to have a sense and looked towards Fang Tianyou.

Fang Tianyou hurriedly looked away, took advantage of the situation to find a place and sat down, and secretly sighed in his heart that this was an old man with extremely high cultivation, maybe he had already stepped into the realm of a real grandmaster.

Judging from the information obtained before, the Black Witch Sect uses the number of black pheasant hairs to indicate the identity of disciples, among which those who insert seven black pheasant hairs on their heads are generally elders, and those who insert one are mostly disciples who have just started.

And the old man in front of him actually had nine roots on his head, I don't know what his identity is, maybe it should be the sect master of the Dark Witch Sect.

The fight between the two Wumen figures in the ring ended quickly, this was just a battle between the younger generation of disciples in the Wumen, and it was a warm-up match for the Wuwang Competition this time, so the intensity was not high.

"The Blood Witch Sect Min Zhiye wins...... In this way, the top three disciples of the new generation of Wumen have been produced, and each will be rewarded with a quenching pill, and Min Zhiye, who ranks first, will be rewarded with a magic weapon. An old man with seven black pheasant feathers on his head raised his voice and said, this should be the deacon elder of the Black Witch Sect, the referee in charge of the competition.

After hearing the elder's words, some people below cheered, some envied, and some sighed. But in the end, there was still a round of applause, whether the applause was sincere or perfunctory, but at least everyone had to get by on face.

"Okay, okay, don't Rosso, we're not here to watch these juniors fight. When will the Witch King Contest begin!" said an elderly woman on the stage with a spotted snake in her hand.

"What's the hurry, anyway, you Gu Witch lineage can't be qualified to win the position of Witch King. Opposite the old woman, a bare-armed old man sneered.

"If my Gu Witch Sect is not qualified, then your Ghost Witch Sect will not have this qualification even more! The old woman was actually a fiery temper, not only sneering at each other, but also taking the initiative to fight.

"Fight, fight, who's afraid of whom!" said the bare-armed old man, who jumped to his feet. Seeing that the two are about to fight together.

Fang Tianyou only then thought that the people sitting on the stage were only the masters of the various factions of the Wumen. The Yin Ghost Sect and Gu Witch Sect that Fang Tianyou destroyed in Huaxia belonged to the Ghost Witch and the Gu Witch Sect respectively. I didn't expect them to have the same door abroad.

"Stop!" Fang Tianyou was thinking about it, when the old man with nine black pheasant feathers on his head and a dry corpse snorted softly. The voice was low and not loud, but it shook the eardrums of the people present, and their hearts were a little unstable.

Fang Tianyou hurriedly ran the True Yuan to offset these negative effects. Judging from the power displayed by the old man, Fang Tianyou had already affirmed that this old man was undoubtedly in the realm of a grandmaster.

It's just that it looks like his longevity is approaching, but I'm afraid that he has run out of oil. If you can't become an immortal, you can't resist death after all, at most, you can only live longer than ordinary people.

The two who originally wanted to fight on the spot shook their bodies and sat down in their seats. A storm subsided.

The corpse-like old man stood up tremblingly, walked to the middle of the ring, glanced at the masters on the stage, and then turned to look around the hall, and saw that everyone was quiet.

Only then did he raise his voice and say: "Ladies and gentlemen, our Wumen was originally powerful, and we dared to compete with any sect or force. It's a pity that for a long time, our witchcraft has been fighting endlessly, which has caused the witchcraft to weaken, and now we have become a plate of scattered sand. If we don't unite any longer, I'm afraid that the witch sect will be wiped out in the near future. ”

"The purpose of convening the Witch King Contest must be clear to everyone. I just want to choose a capable person to be the leader of our Wumen and lead our Wumen to revitalization.

"But for a long time, our Wumen has developed separately, and it is not easy to unify under one person. If everyone continues to fight like this, no one will be convinced, and this year's Witch King Contest will still have no results except for meaningless fighting. ”

Fang Tianyou understood the words of this corpse old man, and he must have known something else.

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