"Zhang Dong has something to report!"

The sudden voice interrupted the conversation between Mo Rufeng and the two, he looked slightly stunned, looked up, and saw Zhang Dong walking into the hall with Fang Yun and a few people, and Qi Wuya on the side saw the girl in Zhang Dong's arms, and his expression changed.

In an instant, everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Qi Wuya, who was originally sitting in the position, had already come to Zhang Dong's side, took the girl in his arms, put his palm on her arm, and a cyan true qi emerged from his palm and entered the girl's body.

At the same time, Mo Rufeng's brows furrowed, and he asked Zhang Dong, "What's going on?"

Zhang Dong told the matter as it was, and after listening to his explanation, all the elders of the True Martial Sect changed slightly, and the originally warm smile had gradually disappeared, and all the old faces became a little ugly, looking at the people of the Great Luo Sect opposite with an unkind expression.

And Mo Rufeng looked indifferent, without the slightest fluctuation, and waved his hand gently: "Okay, I know, you step aside first." ”

Zhang Dong took Fang Yun and a few other disciples to the bottom of the left side and stood at the bottom.

"How is it, Brother Qi, how is my little niece?" Mo Rufeng asked Qi Wuya with a caring face.

Qi Wuya transmitted his true qi into the girl's body, but after a while, the girl's pale face regained a bit of blood, and he asked the elders on the side to take the girl down, and he sat upright again, facing Mo Rufeng's question, his tone replied a little coldly.

"It's not that the sect master doesn't bother, the little girl is just that her internal organs are invaded by dark energy, and her blood and qi are a little fluctuating, so her cultivation below will not be difficult by such a small injury, but the disciples of your sect are indeed extraordinary! However, the cultivation of the quenching blood realm has actually mastered the technique of dark energy, and her talent is extraordinary! I don't know which one taught the little girl and the inferior disciple a lesson for the next generation? Please let Qi Mou see the true face!"

Qi Wuya is indeed in love with his daughter, and now there is no previous kindness and friendship between his words, and even the conversation with Mo Rufeng is full of a strong sense of distance, and the spearhead is even more directed at Fang Yun.

But Mo Rufeng didn't seem to notice it at all, and still laughed and laughed as always: "Brother Qi said that it was funny, the exchange between disciples of the same generation, there is nothing to teach or not to teach, come on! Fang Yun, you stand up, since Brother Qi wants to meet you, you can show him generously!"

Hearing this, Fang Yun was slightly stunned, he felt the unkindness in Qi Wuya's words, but he didn't know what Mo Rufeng meant, and he was a little confused, but he was not a person who was afraid of things, so he strode out directly and bowed to Qi Wuya.

"Fang Yun, a disciple of the True Martial Sect, meet Senior Qi. ”

Qi Wuya's eyes froze, and he stared at Fang Yun with a cold gaze like a blade, and at that moment he sneered and said, "Sure enough, you are a talent, and your demeanor is extraordinary!

The words were heart-wrenching, and Qi Wuya's words were an understatement, but they alluded to what kind of conspiracy Fang Yun had unleashed, sneak attack and plot against his own disciples, otherwise, with his eightfold realm, he would definitely not be able to win against the ninth-fold people.

Hearing this, Fang Yun was about to refute, but Mo Rufeng was the first to laugh and said: "Brother Qi, you don't know this, my little junior brother defeated a genius disciple in my sect who had quenched blood nine times not long ago with the realm of quenching blood, and he also comprehended the intent of the Tiger Fist.

As soon as the words came out, Qi Wuya's eyes changed slightly, and there was a faint sense of unusual meaning in his gaze looking at Fang Yun, but there was a look of doubt on his face, and he asked.

"Little junior brother, Brother Mo, you're not joking! He's only fifteen or sixteen years old, how can he be the same generation as you?"

Mo Rufeng smiled and said: "You don't know this, this Fang Yun, but the closed disciples accepted by my senior uncle Fang Zhenshan are young, but they are extremely high!

"It turned out to be a closed disciple of Old Senior's Fang?!"

It seemed that Fang Zhenshan's name had an extraordinary influence on the hearts of everyone in the Great Luo Sect, just after hearing that Fang Yun was his disciple, the faces of the group became solemn, and together with Qi Wuya, there was no previous hostility in the eyes that looked at Fang Yun.

"No wonder Little Brother Fang has such strength, but with the heart of a villain, he is in the belly of a gentleman. Qi Wuya's rigid face returned to a smile again, as if a spring breeze was blowing on the earth and dispelling the cold.

"Okay, Fang Yun, it's none of your business, you and a few of your fellow people go out, we adults still have something to say, where did you come from!"

Mo Rufeng waved his hand at Fang Yun and his party, signaling them to retreat, Fang Yun and several disciples bowed and immediately retreated.

"Brother Qi, you and I are still discussing serious matters, as for a few disciples under your sect, let the deacons in my sect arrange a few rooms for them to rest!"

Qi Wuya nodded: "Everything is arranged by Brother Mo!"

"Okay, Deacon Zhang, you lead a few guests of the Great Luo Sect to the guest room, don't slack off!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

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Fang Yun and the others came out of the True Martial Palace, and the few disciples beside him suddenly breathed a big sigh of relief, patted their chests, and sighed with palpitations.

"It really scared me to death, I thought I would be punished by the sect master!"

"Who said it wasn't, didn't you see the eyes of the people of the Great Luo Sect looking at us, it was even more terrifying! ”

A few people are you and me, as if you want to express half of the emotions that have just been suppressed in your heart, chattering and noisy.

However, Fang Yun silently followed forward on the side, without saying a word, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Strange, I obviously feel that the guy surnamed Qi of the Da Luo Sect has an extremely strong hostility towards me, but as soon as I heard the name of the master, I immediately swept it away, could it be that he had suffered a loss under the master's hands before?"

"And when did I become the little junior disciple of the sect master?!Does the master have such a high rank in the True Martial Sect?!"

Fang Yun had a lot of doubts in his heart, and for many years, Fang Zhenshan had not told him in detail what kind of position he was in in the True Martial Sect.

Even the entire outer gate knew very few people who knew his name, many deacons had never seen him at all, and even the fathers of Wang Cheng and Chu Feng knew very little about Fang Zhenshan, so Fang Yun had always thought that Fang Zhenshan was at most a little deacon of the outer gate of the True Martial Sect, and his cultivation was mediocre, inconspicuous, and an old man.

But judging from today's situation, my own master, I am afraid that he is really a bit of a real person who does not show his face, just looking at him as the uncle of the contemporary sect master of the True Martial Sect, it can be seen that his generation is an extremely noble existence in the entire sect.

"It seems that when I go back today, I have to interrogate this old fellow properly. Fang Yun's eyes rolled straight, rubbing his chin, and thought to himself.

"Senior Brother Fang!Senior Brother Fang?!"

A voice beside him interrupted his thoughts, pulling Fang Yun's thoughts back to reality, he looked sideways, and saw that several disciples beside him were almost all looking at him with reverence on their faces, as if little stars were almost popping out of their eyes.

"Senior Brother Fang, can you tell me what kind of martial arts you used when you fought with that Great Luo Sect disciple today, and what kind of grade it was!"

Hearing this, Fang Yun was slightly stunned, it seemed that in their hearts, they were still full of shocked emotions about the battle between Fang Yun and Jiang Xuan just now, and they were even more curious about what kind of martial arts Fang Yun relied on, and he was actually able to cross the border.

"That's right! I see that your hands seem to have changed a lot and are extremely complicated, but the movements are extremely fast, dazzling, it doesn't seem like the moves in the "Nine Extreme Palms"! Could it be the martial arts that you selected as the reward for this big competition?!"

Looking at the expectant eyes around him, Fang Yun felt a big head, and the feeling of these stars holding the moon was sometimes not very comfortable.

Just as Fang Yun was pondering how to get out, suddenly a crisp female voice came out in front of him.

"Fang Yun!"