Yunyang City is located in the east of Tianhai City, and its comprehensive strength is deviated, and even the strength of a city is not comparable to a family in Tianhai City.

This is also the reason why Xiao Xun's family went to the Iron Fist Sect and the head of the Iron Fist Sect asked Wentian to receive him politely.

The reason is because although the Xiao family is a family, there are martial artists, and the Iron Fist Sect does not have a martial artist.

Cheng Mo and his entourage of five were riding fast horses on their way.

On the way, Cheng Mo thought of a question, so he looked at the four disciples behind him and asked.

"Do any of you know how to raise the level of the sect?"

At present, Cheng Mo only knows that if he wants to become a ninth-rate sect, the minimum requirement for the head of the sect to be a martial artist must be a martial artist, but who stipulates this? How to become a ninth-rate sect after reaching a martial apprentice? Cheng Mo doesn't know about these.

Shi Ran Bing said: "According to the disciple's understanding, there were not many sects in the past, and as long as the head of the sect reached the standard, he could improve the level of the sect in the official snobbery. And now with the increase of sects, official snobbery has also made new certification standards and rules, and the nine-rate sect needs to be the head of the sect to reach the martial arts, and challenge any of the nine-rate sects successfully, and it can be recognized by the official snobbery. ”

Cheng Mo didn't quite understand it yet, and continued to ask, "What do you need to succeed in the challenge?"

"This point is very simple, the disciples of the disciples have twenty-one battles, and if they win more than ten times, they will be considered successful. This is true from the ninth-rate to the first-class. ”

Cheng Mo said: "Then if we destroy the Iron Fist Sect this time, will we be able to become an Eighth-Rate Sect even if we succeed in challenging the Eight-Rate Sect?"

Shi Ran Bing thought for a while and said: "It shouldn't be an eighth-rate sect, the level of the sect is going up one level at a time, we must first challenge the ninth-rate sect, become a ninth-rate sect after being officially recognized, and then challenge the eighth-rate sect in order to become an eighth-rate sect." ”

"And the aura cultivation of the head of the sect must also reach the level of martial arts in order to be recognized by official snobs. ”

Cheng Mo understood, but he was not in a hurry, if the sect did not enter the stream, it would not enter the stream, anyway, as long as there was enough strength, no one would dare to underestimate it.

Moreover, the task of the system only said that the martial artists on the continent should be subjugated as junior brothers, and it did not say that they had to reach the first-class sect.

When the arrogant immortal faction has the power, as long as they don't surrender, they will be beaten, until they are afraid, and they are afraid until they surrender, and it doesn't matter if they are official snobbery or sect snobbery.

Iron Fist.

At this time, the Iron Fist faction was full of lights and beams.

Because today is the day when the head of the Iron Fist Sect looks forward to the son of Wentian and marries Liu Baijin, the daughter of Liu Zhu, the head of the Bone Faction.

A lot of guests were invited to the banquet, and basically all the families with heads and faces in Yunyang City were invited, including the city lord of Yunyang City.

"Congratulations to the master, Liu Zhang!"

"The two factions have become in-laws, which can be described as a strong alliance. ”

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The guests all had professional smiles on their faces, and the Iron Fist and the Bone Sect were now completely united, and the snobbery was even greater, and the guests had to curry favor with them.

Cheng Mo came to the foot of the mountain, looked at the red and bright silk hanging all over the mountain gate, and said with a strange smile: "What a coincidence." ”

"Stop, do you have an invitation?"

When the disciples at the gate saw that Cheng Mo and the five were about to go up, they hurriedly stopped them.

Cheng Mo pointed to his face and said, "Boy, is this seat handsome?"

The disciple was stunned when he heard this, what kind of brain circuit is this? I asked you for an invitation, but you asked if you were handsome?

This disciple is also a real person, and he looked at Cheng Mo carefully, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were also a little heroic, but next to Cheng Mo stood a handsome guy Wang Lingxuan, who was at the level of top little fresh meat.

If Wang Lingxuan didn't just look at Cheng Mo alone, he would indeed be a little handsome, but after adding Wang Lingxuan, Cheng Mo would be quite ordinary.

There is no harm without contrast.

The disciple who guarded the door said sincerely: "Your Excellency's appearance is very ordinary, but the one next to you is very handsome. ”

Cheng Mo's eyes became dangerous: "You mean that I am not handsome enough?"

The Iron Fist Sect guard disciple was stunned and didn't know how to answer, so he had to say, "If you want to enter, please show the invitation, otherwise I won't let you in." ”

Cheng Mo said impatiently: "Can't you hear what this seat asks you?"

Even if this gatekeeper is stupid, he understands that this thing is not here to attend the wedding, but purely to find trouble.

"I don't care if you're handsome or not, get out without an invitation, if you're handsome or not, you're a grandma. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Cheng Mo's mouth pulled out a wicked smile and said, "Very good, Ling Xuan, I don't want to see him appear in front of me alive." ”

Wang Lingxuan was already impatient, anyway, he was here to destroy the sect, what to do with so much nonsense, the head of the sect came to attack the sect twice at will, and this Iron Fist faction was gone. Why bother.

Random Wang Lingxuan's mouth showed a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, a Qi Induction Realm disciple was not enough for him to use any martial arts, after the first two shots, the disciple fell to the ground, and directly stepped on the disciple's head, and then a red and white appeared on the ground.

Cheng Mo also wanted to directly come to the sect of the two-move extermination team, but after using half of his strength that day to cast the word Linzi, the pain all over his body at night made him almost faint, and finally asked the system to know that it was caused by the backlash of the spatial shock force of the insufficient realm, and this situation would disappear when the Martial Emperor broke through.

Cheng Mo didn't want to suffer such pain, so he didn't dare to shoot so unscrupulously, and the system estimated that as long as the power used did not exceed one-fifth, he would not recruit that kind of backlash, that is, he could not use more than 600,000 catties of power.

A group of five people went directly to the mountain gate and soon came to the martial arts arena.

The Iron Fist faction stepped forward to the head to welcome him, but after looking at it for a while, he found that he didn't know this person at all, and since he didn't know him, he said that he definitely hadn't sent an invitation, and it was possible that he was invited by the bone faction.

So he looked at the head of the Bone Sect, and saw that the head of the Bone Sect, Liu, was also looking at him, and seemed to ask if he was invited by you.

The person who came is a guest, although I don't know it, but it's not an enemy, today is a happy day for the two factions, and there are more official snobbish city lords sitting here, even if they are troublemakers, they shouldn't dare to mess around.

Xiang Wentian looked at Cheng Mo, who was obviously the leader, and said, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?"

Cheng Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and said disdainfully: "There is no need to ask who this seat is, and there is no need to know where this seat comes from and where it is going, there is only one request for this seat to come here today, either to beat the five of us to death, or this seat will kill all these garbage scum of your Iron Fist faction." ”

I have just systematically and perceived that there is only one martial artist here, and the other highest cultivation is only the peak of a martial artist, even if he can only use one-fifth of his physical strength, it is more than enough.