Chapter 868: Everest Martial Saint

Tianpeng Peak, located in the frontier of the Western Regions, stands in the mountains, is reckless, on top of the snowy peak, there is a stone city that has stood for many years.

This stone city is a fortress left by an ancient kingdom in the Western Regions.

At this moment, on the rugged path to Tianpeng Peak, teams are rapidly climbing to the top of Snow Peak.

These teams going up the mountain are the masters of various sects and sects in the Western Regions.

Because of the extreme height and steepness of Tianpeng Peak, many sect masters, because their strength is not strong enough, do not dare to use light skills to fly to the snow peak.

Only these sect leaders dared to fly on the cliffs of Tianpeng Peak, as light as a swallow.

And the general masters of these sects choose to climb steep peaks on foot.

The marching procession, mighty and mighty, stretched from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain, and there were thousands of people.

Just when these masters of various factions, whose strength was not enough and could only rely on foot to climb Tianpeng Peak, were sweating and climbing hard, suddenly a dense sound of breaking the sky sounded.

Brush.

Everyone followed the sound and was stunned!

More than 100 people in white flew directly up from the dangerous cliff not far from them, and flew flat on the dangerous cliff.

At the front of the flight were the white-robed and white-bearded sect master Bai Weng and the five elders of the White Crane, while the back were all young and strong disciple masters.

In the blink of an eye, these flying people disappeared from the eyes of all the sects, and flew towards the peak at an extremely fast speed.

The people of all the sects standing on the mountain road came back to their senses for a long time, and suddenly they had all kinds of complicated feelings, and they were discussing: "This is the Hundred Poison Sect that is the strongest in the entire Western Regions!"

"The master of the Hundred Poison Sect and the five elders are majestic and have the demeanor of an immortal!"

"Even the masters of the Hundred Poison Sect are far superior to us!"

Looking at the people of the Hundred Poison Sect who had disappeared at the peak, these masters of the big and small sects were envious and disappointed.

On Tianpeng Peak, stands Stone City.

After the stormy years, Stone Town has lost its original majesty, and only some broken walls remain.

However, it can still be seen that the majesty and scale of the Stone Town were in those years.

In front of Stone Town, there is a bluestone mottled square, which is enough to accommodate 1,000 people, and is the training ground of the ancient guard generals.

Now there are no soldiers guarding the border here, but there are masters from all the major sects in the Western Regions.

More than a dozen sects, large and small, with more than 1,000 people, stood all over the bluestone square, discussing with each other.

Only the ranks of the Hundred Poison Sect were silent and serious, laughing and chatting with other sects, and the discipline was loose, forming a strong contrast.

Lin Fei somewhat understood why the Hundred Poison Sect was able to become the number one sect in the Western Regions.

Just look at the discipline quality of the Hundred Poison Sect, which is far superior to other sects.

The sun rises higher and higher in the early morning, but this place is located in the Western Regions, and the sun shines on people, and they don't feel the slightest warmth.

As time passed, the masters of the other sects began to look a little impatient.

"Didn't the Everest Martial Saint gather all of our sects?"

"Why don't you see the Martial Saint?"

"When will the Martial Saint appear?"

……

Just as these sect masters were discussing, suddenly, two black figures, just like the Great Peng, flew down on the top of a city tower in Stone City, which was originally very majestic, but now only huge rocks stood and dilapidated.

Two black shadows are two masked men in black.

His eyes were sharp and his breath was cold.

"It's the left and right butlers of the Martial Saint who are here!"

"Now that the two butlers are here, the Martial Saint will appear soon. ”

"I wonder if the Martial Saint will convene all the sects and factions this time, what major events will be announced?"

Seeing the two black-clothed men appear on the tower of the ruined city, the masters of various sects were whispering.

In the past two days, Lin Fei has learned from Bai Weng that Zhumu Wusheng has two housekeepers on the left and right.

These two stewards replaced the Everest Wusheng and managed the various sects in the Western Regions.

And the two butlers are both half-martial saint strength.

"Thirteen sects in the Western Regions, have all the sects arrived?" At this time, standing on the tower of the ruined city, a black-clothed masked man on the left swept his eyes over the sect masters led by the various sects on the training ground.

Then, he said, "It seems that all the major sects have arrived, very good! The Martial Saint is coming soon." ”

As soon as the butler's words fell, there was a crackling sound, and the sound of birds flapping their wings and flying sounded.

I saw dozens of crows, flying up from the ruins of the broken walls of Stone Town, making a terrifying chirping: "Whoa......"

The masters of all the sects in the square were all shocked and cast their eyes one after another.

Just then, a strong wind blew, rolling up the snow around Stone Town.

One after another, the sky was full of snow foam.

When the snow foam fell back to the ground, on top of the ruined city tower, between the two stewards, a man in a mask and a white robe appeared.

With the appearance of this white-robed man, an invisible coercion appeared in the entire Stone City.

The appearance of this coercion made the people of all sects who were still whispering and talking about it all shut their mouths, held their breath, and no longer dared to make a sound.

Because they know that the Everest Muwu Saint is coming!

Lin Fei looked at the white-robed man wearing a mask standing on top of the city tower, and he could feel the powerful aura on this person's body.

It feels to him that this white-robed mask man and Jiangnan Martial Saint and Penglai Martial Saint are comparable in strength.

Lin Fei could be sure that this white-robed masked man was the Everest Martial Saint.

"The Everest Martial Saint is coming, don't the various sects kneel down to greet him?" the butler standing on the right said loudly to all the sects in the square.

The master of the Hundred Poison Gate, who was standing in the middle of the square, knelt down with the door master Bai Weng.

Lin Fei and Qin Zimo's five daughters, who were disguised as men, also followed Bai Weng and knelt on the ground as if they were pretending.

Bai Weng touched the ground with his head and shouted loudly: "Bai Weng, the master of the Hundred Poison Sect, meet the Pearlwood Martial Saint!"

The rest of the Hundred Poison Sect masters also shouted in unison: "Meet the Everest Martial Saint!"

At this time, the other sects also knelt on the ground with the Hundred Poison Sect, and the mountain shouted a tsunami: "Meet the Everest Martial Saint!"

The black pressed the five daughters of Qin Zimo in the crowd, and there was a look of anger in their eyes, this Zhumu Martial Saint was just a martial arts master, and he even had people kneel down and shout, just like the ancient emperors, and even they were affected by their knees.

If it weren't for Lin Fei's gaze to stop them, they would have already stood up and scolded Zhu Mu Wusheng.

"Everyone, please get up!" stood on top of the ruined city tower, and a deep voice sounded.

"Xie Zhumu Wusheng!" Bai Weng, the masters of all sects replied in unison.

Then the people of all the sects rose from the ground.

"I'm calling everyone here this time because there's one thing I need to do for me. Zhu Mu Wusheng's gaze swept over the gate masters and spoke.

"Martial Saint, please command!" said the various gate masters as if they were willing to go to the soup for the Martial Saint of Zhumu.

"I need you to help me find someone in the Western Regions, this person is named Lin Zheng. Zhu Mu Wusheng's eyes burned, and he looked at everyone and said

When everyone in the square heard the name, they immediately became in an uproar.

(End of chapter)