Seeing the unusually high-level people in the Taixuan Holy Land, Rao is Holy Lord of the Purple Green Holy Land, Xu Zhitian couldn't help frowning.

The so-called abnormal things must have demons.

Obviously, he had already guessed that there must be something wrong with this.

But even so, Xu Zhitian's eyes still flashed with a trace of contempt.

You must know that he has been able to beat Chang Xuan Zhenren on the chessboard over the years, relying on the extremely mysterious Four Dragons Spit Water Chess Game.

And this four dragons spitting water chess game was created by a peerless master who has transcendent attainments in the chess path.

There are twelve variations in the Four Dragons Spit Water chess game, each of which is infinitely varied, and his qualifications are mediocre, and he has only comprehended six of these twelve variations to this day.

However, the master who is an extraordinary attainment in the art of chess said that he has mastered six of the twelve variations, which is enough to dominate the chessboard.

Therefore, in the face of the abnormality of the high-level leaders of the Taixuan Holy Land, Xu Zhitian said that he did not pay attention to it at all.

Moreover, ten years ago, when he played against Chang Xuan Zhenren, he only comprehended the four changes at that time.

Thinking of this, in order to take care of Changxuan Zhenren's face, Xu Zhitian smiled lightly: "Brother He, your Taixuan Holy Land and my Ziqing Holy Land have always been good friends, but can't these little things damage the friendship between the two families, so, the old man wants to know what you mean?"

"Looks like the old guy is taking the bait now. ”

Changxuan Zhenren frowned slightly, there was not much expression on his face, but he couldn't help but snicker in his heart.

Knowing that Xu Zhitian had been fooled, Taixuan Zhenren still pretended to be depressed, and turned his head to glance at the high-level leaders of Taixuan Holy Land.

"Ladies and gentlemen, according to the old man's opinion......"

Halfway through Changxuan's words, Jiuju Zhenren stepped forward and waved his hand to interrupt: "Senior Brother Changxuan, you don't have to say anything, no matter how bad our Taixuan Holy Land is, it is also one of the best cultivation holy places in the Great Yan Kingdom, and we must not become the laughing stock of others because of these trivial things." ”

"Senior Brother Changxuan, there is no need for you to hesitate any longer, Senior Brother Jiuju is right, our Taixuan Holy Land must not be misunderstood by the world because of these trivial things. ”

"Yes, there must be the dignity of a monastic holy place!"

"Senior Brother Changxuan, if you are a man, you have to do it, and you must not say cowardice!"

"Senior Brother Changxuan, whether you win or lose, our old guys will support you and support you unconditionally!"

For a while, the high-level leaders of the Taixuan Holy Land were excited, and they were all full of momentum.

Changxuan Zhenren hesitated at them for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded solemnly.

"Since all the juniors and disciples have said so, then the old man has nothing to hesitate about. ”

After that, Changxuan Zhenren turned to look at Xu Zhitian and pouted: "Brother Xu, you also saw it, since this is the case, let's keep it as usual." ”

The corners of Xu Zhitian's mouth curled slightly, a wisp of contempt flashed in his eyes, and then nodded slightly.

He firmly believes that in the face of absolute strength, everything is a floating cloud.

At this time, Yin Changfeng, the holy son of the Ziqing Holy Land, came over with a group of true disciples of the Ziqing Holy Land.

"The junior Yin Changfeng has seen He seniors, as well as all the seniors. ”

"I've met your predecessors. ”

Yin Changfeng clasped his hands into fists and took the lead in bending down to compile.

At the same time, a group of true disciples behind him also bent down to compose.

The haze on Changxuan Zhenren's face was swept away, and with a gentle smile on his face, he waved his hand at Yin Changfeng and the others, and then looked at Xu Zhitian.

"Brother Xu, after many years, it seems that this Holy Son of your Purple Green Holy Land has probably improved a lot in the way of the sword, right?"

Chang Xuan Zhenren said.

As the two holy places in the territory of the Great Yan Kingdom, every ten years, a disciple meeting will be held.

Of course, according to their seniority and respective identities, the core disciples will learn from the core disciples, and the true disciples will learn from the true disciples.

And Yin Changfeng, as the holy son of the Ziqing Holy Land, the object of the exchange is naturally the holy son of the Taixuan Holy Land, Li Changming.

And according to the usual practice, at this time, Li Changming, who is the holy son of the Taixuan Holy Land, should also be present at this moment, but he did not come.

"Don't hide it from your predecessors, in the past ten years, Changfeng has indeed made a great breakthrough in kendo, so this time I plan to have a good fight with Brother Li. ”

Yin Changfeng had a confident smile on his face, then deliberately glanced around and asked, "Senior He, why hasn't Brother Li shown up now, is it because I have put too much pressure on him over the years?"

As soon as Yin Changfeng's words came out, the high-level officials of the Taixuan Holy Land frowned slightly, and their faces showed a trace of dissatisfaction.

At this moment, a hint of obscurity flashed in Rao is Changxuan Zhenren's eyes.

Although this junior is talented, he is also arrogant, right?

Dare to be in front of the high-level leaders of the Taixuan Holy Land, so arrogant and show off his might!

Obviously, he doesn't take Li Changming, who is the holy son of the Taixuan Holy Land, in his eyes!

And Li Changming is the Holy Son of the Taixuan Holy Land, and he will also represent the face of the entire Taixuan Holy Land.

Yin Changfeng belittled Li Changming so much, and the face of the Taixuan Holy Land naturally couldn't be hung up.

"Changfeng, don't be rude!"

At this time, Xu Zhitian pursed the corners of his mouth and said in a tone of admonition.

The corners of Yin Changfeng's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and he turned his head and said, "Master, is the disciple wrong?"

"Long Wind!"

Hearing this, Xu Zhitian's face immediately turned cold.

Yin Changfeng was cultivated by him, and he naturally knew what his character was.

On weekdays, there are no big or small people in the Ziqing Holy Land, but now they are on the territory of the Taixuan Holy Land, not to mention that they are still in front of the high-level people of the Taixuan Holy Land, making such nonsense.

That's a bit excessive!

Moreover, this not only made the face of the Taixuan Holy Land unbearable, but even the Ziqing Holy Land could not see there.

Seeing that Xu Zhitian was angry, Yin Changfeng snorted lightly and kept silent.

"Actually, what you Holy Son of the Purple and Green Holy Land said is not unreasonable. ”

At this time, Chang Xuan Zhenren glanced at the people in the Ziqing Holy Land, and then smiled lightly at Yin Changfeng: "Changming, I have been in retreat for a long time, and I can't hide it, there is a senior figure Changming who is suitable for cultivating swordsmanship, so Changming has changed to kendo now." ”

"If nothing else, he will be out of the customs in the next few days, and then you can have a good exchange with each other in kendo. ”

Speaking of which, Changxuan Zhenren looked strangely radiant, giving people a very mysterious feeling.

However, when the elders of the Purple Green Holy Land heard this, they couldn't help but have a strange look on their faces.

Rao is Xu Zhitian couldn't help but be moved.

What the Taixuan Holy Land cultivates is the path of immortality, and only the Spirit Sword Peak cultivates the way of the sword.

But the Holy Son of the Taixuan Holy Land changed to the way of the sword, and this problem is a bit serious.

Moreover, with the cultivation of Changxuan Zhenren, even if you look at the entire land of Yan Kingdom, you are also one of the best existences.

So, what kind of existence is the predecessor in his mouth?

On top of that, this senior suggested that Li Changming, the holy son of the Taixuan Holy Land, practice swordsmanship.

This time the martial arts are weird!