Mu Zifeng was talking to Duan Ping and Li Wei when three old men fell from the sky. The three old men were all about sixty years old, and their cultivation was all around the middle and late stages of the fifth-order Great Demon Venerable, and the seven-colored demon pupils were one color more than the color of the demon pupils of Duan Ping and Li Wei.

Proper middle aristocracy.

Looking at the appearance of the three people, it should be three brothers. And although they look to be in their sixties, Mu Zifeng estimates that the three of them have lived for at least a thousand years.

"Young Master, Duan Ping, where is the demonic beast?" said the first person with an urn in a loud voice.

"Elder Feng, that demonic beast has been slain by this scattered cultivator. Li Wei glanced at Mu Zifeng and spoke indifferently. The word loose cultivation was reminded by him.

"Oh!" Elder Feng made a look, and the two old men behind him swooped to the Demon Tiger corpse and carefully examined the wound, "Puff puff!" The three beast pills were taken out by the two, and the entire Demon Tiger corpse was also packed into their own storage bag by the two.

All this was neat, and he didn't even ask for Mu Zifeng's opinion.

Mu Zifeng laughed and didn't make a sound, but he was also a little uncomfortable in his heart.

According to the rules of the Demon Realm, whoever kills the Demon Beast, who belongs to the Beast Pill and the Demon Beast corpse, these two people took the Beast Pill and the prey without their consent, this kind of cautious action, is it really good?

I clearly didn't take his loose cultivation seriously!

However, he now has thousands of beast pills in his storage bag, as well as dozens of corpses of demon beasts above the fifth-order Great Demon Venerable, and he really doesn't pay attention to this little thing in front of him, and he can't do it at all with them.

"It's really good that casual cultivation can practice this kind of swordsmanship. Second Elder Feng clapped his hands and squeezed out a smile.

"I wonder if Xiaoyou is willing to join my Meteor Sect?"

"Thank you for the kindness of the seniors, the juniors are used to being casual and don't want to join any sect. ”

Mu Zifeng is the sect master of the Mu Zi faction, and he is also the sect master of the Three Demon Emperors - Tianhui Sect, if he wants, the three transcendent sects of the Holy Sect, the Emperor Sect, and the Qiankun Sect all respect him, and let him join a meteor sect that does not enter the stream, isn't it a joke?

But when these words were heard in the ears of Second Elder Feng, it was not like that.

"Hubrious!" he raised his chin slightly, revealing a swaggering look.

"Young Master, let's go!" Elder Feng Da didn't say anything, but judging from his hanging face, he was obviously not very satisfied with Mu Zifeng.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and the five people of the Meteor Sect rose into the air, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

These people couldn't even say a word of thanks, which really made Mu Zifeng drunk.

How did these three immortals survive for more than a thousand years?

Mu Zifeng took out the flying sword and followed them slowly.

Sword City is not large, with a population of only 30 or 40 million people, and it is located on a half-mountain side.

Behind the Sword City, there is a Sword Mountain. Far away, you can see that there is a platform on the top of the sword mountain, which is 800 zhang square, and the stone steps of white marble are paved from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

In the middle of the stone platform, there stands a big stone, thousands of zhang high, hundreds of zhang wide, and about 50 zhang thick, the stone is pitch black all over, like a magic sword, straight into the sky.

The monk stood under the sword-testing stone, as small as an ant.

It was as if the sword stone was slightly crooked, and they would die.

At this moment, at the foot of Sword Mountain, thousands of monks have gathered.

"Look, isn't that Fang Tianliang, the young sect master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, why is he here too?"

I saw a flying boat more than fifty zhang long rowing across the sky, slowly landing, a tall chair was placed on the deck of the flying boat, and a twenty-three or four-year-old seven-eyed young man with one hand was holding a bewitching girl, up and down his hands, and was having fun.

From time to time, the girl let out a coquettish laugh.

Behind him, there were more than 200 monks, all dressed in black robes, majestic and majestic.

Among them, there was an old man whose cultivation had reached the peak of the Eighth Order Great Demon Venerable.

Fang Tianliang saw thousands of monks standing solemnly, as if he had seen the air, his eyelids were not lifted, and he was still laughing with the two women.

"Sect Master Fang Shao is worthy of being the young sect master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, I heard that he once slaughtered a sect by himself, more than 100,000 people up and down, and none of them ran away. ”

"Yes, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect is a big sect, only one line lower than the Transcendent Sect-Emperor Sect, I heard that there is a half-step Demon Emperor in the sect. ”

"Look, the young sect master of the Tiger Sect, Yin Tianhui, is also here!"

There was another fluorescence in the sky, and a flying boat similar to the Ten Thousand Demon Sect fell from the sky, and on the deck of the flying boat, there was a big man, three meters high, with a big head like a bucket, and a big sword half a foot wide and five feet long in his hand.

Behind him stood more than 200 big men, almost the same size as him, wearing purple red hats. The old man at the head is also the cultivation of the peak of the Eighth Order Great Demon Venerable.

"I heard that Yin Tianhui went in and out of the Demon Hunting Canyon three times alone, you know, there are demon beasts comparable to the peak of the Eighth Order Great Demon Venerable, but he has nothing to do, I heard that the sea of demon beasts he killed has gone!"

"Yes, I've heard that he's a hot-tempered super ruthless man! If he doesn't say a word, he will take people's lives and destroy people. ”

"The Tiger Sect is not bad, although it can't catch up with the Emperor Sect and the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, it can also rank in the top five, and there are no less than 500,000 disciples from the Guangwai Sect. ”

"Well, if only I could get into the Tiger Sect. ”

"Next life!"

The onlookers chattered and kept commenting.

"Is this someone from the Frost Qing Sect?"

"It's the young sect master of the Frost Qing Sect, Man Shuang!"

I saw a flying boat full of women falling from the sky, and on the deck of the flying boat, a twenty-one or twelve-year-old girl with a frosty face stood solemnly, the girl was about one meter seven tall and very plump.

Behind her, there were also more than 200 female disciples, all of whom were Yingying Yanyan, twenty-eight years old, wearing pink power suits, and their expressions were undoubtedly as cold as ice.

Then came the Long Demon Sect, the Wen Tian Sect, the Beast Control Sect, the Black Medicine Sect, and the Baqi Sect...... In a short period of time, there were more than 80 sect masters and young sect masters.

The foot of Sword Mountain suddenly became lively, and it was roughly estimated that there must be 3,500 people up and down.

"Mu Zifeng, right, there are so many sects here, you must not cause trouble, otherwise you will die, and you don't know how to die!"

Elder Feng Da approached Mu Zifeng, his expression was serious, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Yes, the junior wrote it down. Mu Zifeng replied respectfully.

"Humph!"

Elder Feng snorted coldly and dragged away.

Mu Zifeng scolded secretly in his heart, "This old thing, it's not that I'm afraid of affecting their Meteor Sect, otherwise, he can be so kind?"

"Brother Mu, the old man is very good, his heart is not bad, but he is timid, and I hope you don't go to your heart. ”

Duan Ping approached Mu Zifeng, stuck out his tongue, and spoke in a low voice.

"Thank you, Miss Duan, I have a sense of proportion. Mu Zifeng smiled at her.

"Senior sister, come back quickly, you're about to climb the sword stone platform in a while, don't run around!" Li Wei said with a gloomy face.

"Got it, brother. Duan Ping smiled apologetically at Mu Zifeng and walked back to the ranks of Li Wei and the others.

This kendo tournament was co-chaired by the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the Tiger Sect, and the Frost Qing Sect.

I saw three old men walking to the white marble steps, two men and one woman, one of them spoke loudly, although the voice was not high, but it could be heard clearly in every corner at the foot of the mountain.

"Everyone, everyone knows that the sword test stone is on the sword platform, and there are hundreds of millions of sword intents in the sword test stone, those sword intents are strong and weak, and the strongest can be killed even if it is the peak of the ninth-order Great Demon Venerable. ”

He looked around at the crowd below, waiting for everyone to digest the news.

Oh, he then spoke, "You don't have to worry, there are a few days every year when the sword intent is the weakest, and it is also the best time to comprehend the sword intent. It just so happens that this will appear in a few hours!"

"Wow!"

Thunderous applause erupted below.

The old man pressed down with both hands.

He looked around, "Although the number of sword intents is very large, the positions of the Enlightenment are very small, only a hundred, that is, only a hundred disciples can reach the top of the sword platform. ”

The crowd did not speak, apparently knowing this rule for a long time.

He paused for a moment, "After the joint study of our three sects, our three sects have left a total of seventy places, and the remaining thirty places are determined by the competition of all the people present. ”

"What? The three major sects have left seventy places, wasn't there only thirty in previous years, why are there so many this year?

When the disciples below heard this, they immediately blew up the temple.

"It's not fair, it's not fair! Why did you take seventy places, and leave us thirty?"

"Why? Just because we are the three major sects!!!" The old man glanced contemptuously at the people below.

"What's so great about the three major sects! Our Long Demon Sect is not bad!"

A disciple of the Long Demon Sect had a hot temper and immediately quit.

"Really?"

I saw that the old man stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the body of the peak powerhouse of the eighth-order Great Demon King of the Long Demon Sect suddenly exploded, and with a "bang", it turned into a cloud of blood.

"Nine...... The pinnacle of the Ninth Order Great Demon Venerable?"

"This can't be provoked, he is the peak powerhouse of the Ninth Order Great Demon Venerable, the ancestor of our sect is only in the early stage of the Seventh Order Great Demon Venerable, and the entire sect is not enough for him to stuff his teeth alone. ”

"Do you know who he is? He is Peng Kai, the elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. ”

"What, he's the human demon Peng Kai?

"That's right, it's him! That's a person who became famous three thousand years ago, a god-killing existence, the first of the three evildoers. ”

The high-level leaders of the Elder Demon Sect who came with that disciple watched their disciple being killed, and they didn't even dare to let go of a flat fart, not that he didn't dare to fight, but he couldn't afford to provoke others.

The Long Demon Sect only has an Eighth-Order Great Demon Venerable Mid-Stage Ancestor in charge, and compared to the background of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, it is not a rank at all.

The audience was silent for a while.