The auction ended successfully, Dongfang was out of the limelight, naturally attracting attention, more people wanted to find out the atmosphere of the demon gate behind him, and the demon gate appeared again in the ancient martial arts world after being silent for a long time, which will inevitably cause a reshuffle in the ancient martial arts world.

"Brother Dongfang, I don't know if there is ginseng in my hand, I am willing to exchange treasures!"

"Brother Dongfang, I still want to ask for advice, the senior of the Sect Master of the Demon Gate has come out of the mountain?"

"Brother Dongfang, I haven't seen you for many years, looking at your spirit, I'm afraid you have already walked out of the trap of going mad, congratulations!"

Many people came to say hello, some wanted to find out the news, and some wanted to make a deal with Dongfang.

Dongfang is free to deal with it.

As an innate martial artist, he is almost 100 years old this year, and he has experienced a lot, even if he is lonely and trapped on Snake Island all these years, he will not forget these communication instincts, so he can be like a fish in water on this occasion.

Jiang Feng was a few steps away, he didn't want to be watched by a group of innate martial artists.

And he felt that several strands of consciousness locked him up, the innate martial artist definitely didn't have such spiritual power, it should be the gaze of the grandmaster powerhouse that would bring pressure to him.

The relationship between him and Dongfang Li can't hide from these sensitively touched grandmasters.

But he was very frank.

Grandmaster Martial Artist is just a cultivator, not as good as a cultivator in the Jindan realm, not enough to be able to find out his secrets, in their eyes, he is just an ordinary Acquired Martial Artist who can't be an ordinary person.

"Do you know the Ancient Stone?" asked the girl in the white dress faintly, as she walked over at some point.

"Huh?"

Jiang Feng pretended to be deaf and dumb: "Where do I know any ancient strange stones, this is all Dongfang's own opinion!"

"You hate me so much, I don't understand!"

The girl in the white dress hugged the little fox, her eyes were bright, she looked at Jiang Feng, and said, "But I will always figure it out, Qingshanzhai, Jiang Feng, we will see you again!"

After speaking, she drifted away.

"It's better not to see!"

Jiang Feng stared at her disappearing back, his eyes flashed with a deep killing intent, and he muttered to himself: "I'm not just a person who brings grievances to others, but she is an exception, you are too similar to her, ordinary physique, the same temper, once my strength recovers to be comparable to the strongest person on the earth, I won't guarantee that I can be calm when I see you again!"

He always had a desire to destroy this innate Dao body.

Half an hour later, Dongfang Li escaped.

"Family master, we are in the limelight, we have to be careful when we go down the mountain!" Dongfang Li smiled bitterly: "There must be a lot of people staring at us now!"

"It's fine!"

Jiang Feng said indifferently: "There is a demon gate to endorse us!"

This is also the reason why he pushed Dongfang Li out, now no one knows that Dongfang Li is worshiped by his Jiang family, Dongfang Li's identity is more of a disciple of the Demon Gate, so most people will be afraid of the Demon Gate behind him.

"The Demon Gate can scare ordinary martial artists, but it can't scare grandmaster martial artists!"

Dongfang Li shook his head: "There is more than one Grandmaster present who has a killing intent against me!"

"Just keep it low!"

Jiang Feng smiled: "Even if the Grandmaster wants to make a move, whether he can take our lives or not, it's still a matter of words, but even if they have the ability, I will make them pay!"

Reborn in a lifetime, there is always a bit of hole cards, if the cultivator of the Yuanying realm is here, he can be captured, but even if the Jindan cultivator wants to kill him, he will have to pay a huge price.

"Head of the house, are you still going to Zhongfeng?"

Dongfang Li asked.

The middle peak of Huashan is holding this gathering of ancient warriors, and the last finale project is on martial arts.

Huashan has a long history of martial arts.

It is rumored that since the Song Dynasty, five peerless masters, on the Huashan martial arts decisive battle, since then, Huashan on martial arts, there is a tradition in the ancient martial arts world, although this time the martial arts are limited to the acquired martial arts, but the look is not small.

After all, the future of the ancient martial arts realm is still in these young martial artists of the acquired realm.

"Go!"

Jiang Feng raised his head and looked at the sky, the moon had shifted slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's go and see, it doesn't matter if I get Zhu Guo or not, I want to see if Zhu Guo is the Zhu Guo I know!"

If he leaves now, it won't attract much attention, but it's hard to say if the crowd disperses, but Jiang Feng still wants to go to the martial arts competition in the middle peak of Huashan to have a look, and he wants to see Zhu Guo.

He has an infinite interest in planting, and new varieties attract him more than anything else.

"Okay!"

Dongfang Li nodded.

……

When they arrived at Zhongfeng, the debate was already in full swing.

The middle peak of Huashan, the terrain is open, forming a huge martial arts arena, building twelve martial arts platforms, each of which is a martial arts platform, there is a winner, you can get the Zhu Guo under Huashan, and a high platform is built in the middle, and several people sit on the high platform.

"Mo Ruluo is worthy of being the disciple of the Mobei Swordsman, the Yellow Sand Sword Technique in one hand is too sharp, and no one is his opponent in ten moves!"

"If you want me to say, Han Yu is the most talented martial artist in our northwest, he is only twenty-three years old, he is already the pinnacle of the day after tomorrow, a martial artist, a spear in his hand, invincible!"

"Tang Yue heard that he is a disciple of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, and he is really good at light skills, I haven't seen anyone get close to him!"

"Ma Yishan's "Shaking the Mountain" is probably complete, the fist is like a mountain, heavy and invisible, and it is not far from breaking through the innate realm!"

“……”

It seems to be a lot more lively here, and the warriors are watching around the martial arts platforms.

These outstanding martial artists are naturally the objects of admiration of many acquired martial artists, just like the entertainment industry, appearance is the last word, in the ancient martial arts world, strength is the standard to measure a person.

This time on martial arts is the martial arts of the acquired martial artists, but the acquired martial artists, most of whom are young people, are enthusiastic, and they are naturally lively.

"There are three grandmasters on the stage presiding, this year's martial arts, how lively, the one on the left should be the Tailong Taoist Taoist Association, he is the president of the Taoist Association, cultivating to Tongtian, and on the right is the Vajra Sect of the Vajra Gate, but who is the grandmaster sitting in the middle?"

Dongfang approached, and his pupils changed color slightly.

"Don't look at him!"

Jiang Feng whispered: "If I don't feel wrong, he's looking for us!"

"You mean?"

"That's right, he has some aura on his body, the same as the corpse qi on the back of my hand!"

Jiang Feng squinted slightly.

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time!" Jiang Feng took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Go!"

"Good!"

Dongfang Li nodded.

"Brother Tai, since you are here, why do you have to go so fast, tonight Huashan, talk about friends with martial arts, do you dare to come up and fight?"

However, he wanted to leave, but someone had already noticed him.

Wudang Song Ming, is standing on a ring, becoming the champion, the rules are very simple, there is only one winner in a ring, anyone can challenge, as long as he holds for three hours, he is the winner of this ring, and if he fails, he will go down.

"Call me?"

Jiang Feng raised his head, his gaze crossed with a cold glow.

"Hmph, don't you dare?"

Song Ming's eyes were burning, and he wanted to rush to Jiang Feng to get back the lost face.