"Senior Brother Qingyun, no matter what, you are also a senior uncle, pay attention to a little bit of proportion when you speak, don't teach our little junior nephew badly. "Qingxuan Daoist glanced at Qingyun Daoist and said angrily.

Suddenly, he had two more uncles, Wu Feng was a little confused, but he didn't know what to say, at this time, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, and the group of White Lotus Sect members on the opposite side suddenly rode out of a person, this person was masked with black veil, his eyes were blazing, and he was a senior cultivator at a glance, Wu Feng glanced at the person, and suddenly wondered in his heart, this person seemed to be a little familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it, he rode a horse and turned around in front, and suddenly said in a deep voice: " The one in front is the deacon elder Xuankong of Maoshan Zhenren? ”

"Yes, it's the poor road!" A very vicissitudes of life and a calm voice said.

Wu Feng looked at the voice, but saw a Taoist chief standing in front of twenty or thirty Taoist masters, this Taoist chief called Xuankong was of medium height, wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, holding a handful of dust whisks in his hand, with a childish face, his face was cold, not angry and self-threatening, at this moment, the aura was released, and the whole body was on guard, although it was seriously injured, Wu Feng could also feel the terrifying aura emanating from the Xuankong real person in front of him, like a thunderbolt and a rage, pulling out a thousand jun, unstoppable, it is estimated that the Daomen roared just now, It was sent by this Xuankong real person.

Wu Feng looked at this Xuankong Dao Chief, and was completely shocked by the indifference and uninhibition he expressed, this is the real master, a master like a master Fan, it is rumored that Maoshan is a powerful person, and it is really worthy of his name.

"Stinky boy, do you know who that Dao Leader is?" Seeing Wu Feng's distraction, Qingyun Dao Chang said on the side.

Wu Feng's gaze never left the Xuankong True Person, and when he heard Qingyun Daoist ask, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, Uncle Shi, who is this?" ”

"You should call him Uncle Shizu, he is your master's uncle, and he is also our uncle, who is in charge of punishment in Maoshan, but whenever a Maoshan disciple uses Maoshan magic to do evil, it is his old man who comes out to clean up the portal, and he is one of the three masters of our Maoshan."

"Uncle Shi!?" Wu Feng was shocked, he didn't expect that he would have such a big face, and even his old man would be shocked, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"I heard that you, a junior, were bullied, and you are still the two elders of the White Lotus Sect, this time more than half of our masters in Maoshan have all been dispatched, have you seen it, the one standing next to your senior uncle is your other senior uncle, and in the row behind, you should call your uncle." Qingxuan Daoist said with some pride.

Hearing this, Wu Feng was even more panicked, oh my God, he is really face-saving this time, for himself, Maoshan actually sent so many masters, and there are more than 20 uncles, just this formation, it is too powerful, no wonder these two uncles speak so confidently.

Wu Feng was speechless in shock, he just looked at those Dao Masters one by one, next to Xuankong Zhenren, there was really a Dao Master who was the same age as his old man, all of them were generally tall and tall, and they were really angry, and they were top masters at a glance.

The uncles behind are all the same age as their masters, and their cultivation is not low.