"Hey, that's so good that it doesn't make sense. ”

Zuo Mo stood up and spoke, he sneered: "Who said that you wanted to take one of my Qianmen disciples' arms? Now, your own disciples are not good, you are in a hurry to come out and fight unevenly, is there such a cheap thing in the world?"

Qu Lie was extremely hateful and angry, before that, he never thought that the words used to ridicule Zuo Mo would be used on himself in turn.

He was so angry that he trembled all over, and his angry voice vibrate: "How can my son of Qu Lieyuan be comparable to your disciple of the Qianmen District?

Seeing that such an amazing change had happened before the Yunmeng Festival had even begun, everyone was full of spirits. If there was a life-and-death struggle between two second-rate sects, the consequences would be extremely terrible.

Not to mention the huge power they possess, if they poured out of the nest, it would be a river of blood, and the turmoil caused by the intertwined latent forces behind them alone was mobilized, and the turmoil caused by them was truly worth marveling...... Although the Qianmen is now defeated, the fire just now fully shows the background of this once famous sect, and they will never think that such a sect will be vulnerable.

And the black clan has been aggressive in recent years, and its power has expanded extremely quickly, and its strength is also extremely strong.

If these two sects really collide, it will definitely be no less than a meteorite hitting the earth, and the shaking will be unprecedented!

Everyone stared at the flames, waiting for his answer, they knew that this answer was wrong, and it was very likely that the next situation would be a sword and soldier meeting!

"Your disciple hurt my son's dantian, his heart is vicious, for the sake of his youth, I can save his life. Qu Lieyuan spoke, his voice gloomy: "As long as he can take my palm, he will not be held accountable!"

Everyone knew very well that Qu Lieyuan was a powerhouse in the Phantom Spirit Realm after all, and the combat skills he was carrying were extremely powerful, even if Fang Chen could save his life in one palm, he was afraid that he would inevitably become a wasted person in the future.

"!"

Zuo Mo couldn't help it, burst into a foul mouth, and scolded angrily: "Accept your palm? Lao Tzu sees that you Qu Lieyuan is also a hero, and this age cultivation can be regarded as living to a dog! If his own son is not angry, he will stand up for him...... Your son poops and pees, do you have to do it for you?"

These words were extremely mean, but they made people feel at ease, and immediately made Qu Lieyuan's face change rapidly, and bursts of blue and red color flashed, and he held his palm tightly because he was obviously stimulated to almost lose his sanity.

"Old Zuo. At this time, Huo Xinglie gently waved his hand to make Zuo Mo stop, and his eyes were gloomy and deep staring at Qu Lieyuan: "Patriarch Qu said something right just now......

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and they all secretly wondered: Could it be that Huo Xinglie is ready to give in? After thinking about it, they felt that in order to avoid confrontation between the two major sects, it seems that it is indeed the best way to submit to softness, but it is a pity to abandon such a disciple...... Even the patriarch of the Black Clan, Qu Lieyuan, thought so, and the expression on his face softened a little.

"Your beloved son and Benmen Fangchen really can't speak the same thing. Huo Xinglie continued, a trace of remorse appeared on his face, and his voice was firm: "In my mind, Fang Chen is a hundred times better than you! a thousand times! ten thousand times! Want Fang Chen to accept your palm?"

Glancing at each other with Zuo Mo, these two former Kengmeng duo had a heart-to-heart, and the expressions on their faces became mocking at the same time: "Your father and son are really the same thing-"

"Stupid. ”

Astound!

Utter shock!

Even if someone secretly thought that Huo Xinglie would shield Fang Chen, no one expected that it would be done in such a cold and non-negotiable way!

Scolding a sect master of the same magnitude for the sake of his own disciples? This is not like maintenance, it is simply doting—doting with the backing of a sect!

"Huo Xinglie, my son's revenge will not be avenged, this revenge will fall on your Qianmen's head!" Qu Lieyuan was so crazy that he lost his mind, his hair was angry, and he described a ghost.

"Patriarch Qu, at the moment of the Yunmeng Festival, the various factions in the Southern Regions are gathered, how can it be ruined because of your family?" At this time, Ning Wushuang spoke in the spectator seat, she was tall, her red lips were like Dan, and she naturally had an indescribable noble aura:

"The Force has no eyes in the competition, and it is normal for you to have some injuries, you are so mixed and entangled, where are you placing the heads and elders, and where are the organizers of this competition, Da Luozong?"

Ning Wushuang said this very cleverly, everyone knew very well that this dispute was caused by Mo Qiyun's proposal, but because of the benefits that Mo Qiyun threw out before, everyone was full of expectations for the auction in the future, so no one was willing to come out and offend Da Luozong.

Now, Ning Wushuang has led the fire to the Great Luo Sect, but he can't help but Mo Qiyun not come forward, otherwise the spread will inevitably give people the impression that the Great Luo Sect is "poorly organized".

"Patriarch Qu, Young Master Ning is right, this is a competition, it's normal to have a miss, you don't want to be angry because of this!" Mo Qiyun shouted in a heavy voice.

Qu Lieyuan's body shook suddenly, neither Ning Wushuang nor Mo Qiyun's own cultivation was taken into his eyes, but the forces represented behind them could not allow Qu Lieyuan not to think deeply.

Looking at the beloved son in his arms, and thinking about the warnings of the two, Qu Lieyuan couldn't advance or retreat, and the expression on his face was cloudy!

"Okay, this competition has come to this moment, if there is no accident, it seems that the Ding Ling Pill will fall on this little friend of the Qianmen. "For some reason, Cangyue Sect also spoke to an elder, and the meaning of the words was obviously in favor of Fang Chen.

This made Fang Chen slightly shocked, and when he looked up, he saw Qing Lan nodding his head. So, he understood that it was this genius of the Cangyue Gate who helped him, and although he was a little puzzled, he still bowed his head slightly to show his gratitude.

The three major sects exerted pressure in unison, and even Qu Lie's original resentment had to be suppressed, he roared fiercely, and suddenly turned around and disappeared like a streamer.

As soon as they saw the patriarch of the Zi family like this, the two black clan elders couldn't wait, and glanced coldly at Qianmen, especially Fang Chen, and walked behind them.

"Hahahaha!"

A hearty laugh broke the slightly dull atmosphere, Mo Qiyun laughed and walked out of the spectator seat, coming straight to Fang Chen, the expression on his face was friendly and kind: "If it is really a hero out of a young man, I didn't expect that there would be a young handsome man like Fang Zhenchuan in Qianmen, and this Ding Ling Pill Formula True Inheritance complements each other." ”

In the face of his kindness, the onlookers nodded secretly, in terms of age, this Mo Qiyun is nearly a round older than Fang Chen, and he is one of the four shows, he is indeed a generation higher, so it is not impossible to speak like this.

Especially when he saw Fang Chen's great might, he was not jealous at all, but his tone was full of the intention of soliciting closeness, which highlighted the bearing of a great sect.

Only Huo Xinglie, he heard Liu Zhenyue's whisper just now, and knew that Mo Qiyun had murderous intentions, but now he made such a friendly move.

My heart was shocked, and Huo Xing had a little scruples!

"Thank you, Lord Mo. Fang Chen didn't know about the secret conversation between him and Liu Zhenyue just now, so he didn't have any bad feelings, and naturally took the Ding Ling Pill handed by the other party.

Then, Fang Chen casually handed the Ding Ling Pill to Gu Yuqing: "Qing'er, this Yuan Weapon should be rare, you can keep it and play with it." ”

Faint!

Countless people who were paying attention to the movements here had clearly seen Fang Chen's actions, and then hearing his understated tone, everyone had an urge to be unconscious.

"It's also rare"?

That's the Ding Ling Pill, a human-level superb artifact!

At first, Qu Shaoyan confessed his love with Ding Ling Pill, although his actions were a little reckless, but no one would feel that his gift was not worth enough. But when it fell into Fang Chen's hands at this moment, this Ding Ling Pill seemed to be just a ...... Plaything?

Fortunately, the people of the black clan have all withdrawn from this Yunmeng Festival, otherwise they are afraid that they will be angry to death, and this slap in the face is a little harder!

Gu Yuqing didn't have the disdain that shocked the four of them just now, her jade face was crimson, and she accepted the Ding Ling Pill with a happy face. The brilliance that bloomed in an instant made the people around him dizzy, especially some young disciples with green eyes, glaring at Fang Chen with murderous eyes!

However, in the midst of a stunning gaze, there were two women humming dissatisfiedly, one of them had a green robe elegant, although he sat still, but he had his own elegant and agile, like the grace of a fairy in the mountains and valleys and the sky and the sky.

The other person is red-lipped, full of delicate body, full of heat...... "The battle just now was really thrilling, and Mo Mou was also itchy to see it, I wonder if Fang Zhenchuan can teach a few tricks?"

Suddenly, Mo Qiyun coldly invited Fang Chen to fight!

Everyone was shocked, they didn't know why Mo Chuyun made this move, in terms of identity, Mo Chuyun was a cut above Fang Chen. Regardless of victory or defeat, there is no glory at all, how could he make such an unwise move?

Liu Zhenyue's eyes narrowed, revealing a look of watching a good show.

In the direction of Qianmen, Hu Yanao noticed this at the same time, he was slightly stunned and quickly figured out the key, and a faint joy flashed on his face.

Mo Qiyun's eyes were scorching, staring at Fang Chen, not for a moment! No matter how well he disguised it, Fang Chen still sensed a trace of killing intent from his body!

"Master Mo, Fang Chen's cultivation in my inner peak of the Qianmen is only a few words, how can he be worthy of Lord Mo's favor? Huo Xinglie spoke, decisively rejecting him.

Just kidding, since he knew that the other party had bad intentions and asked Fang Chen to accept the invitation to fight, wouldn't he push this genius disciple into the fire pit?

With the lessons of the past and the deep conversation on the edge of the cliff, Huo Xing Fierce Hate couldn't send a law enforcement team to protect Fang Chen all day long, how could he be allowed to be hurt in the slightest?

Even if the other party is one of the four shows in the Southern Regions and represents the Great Luo Sect, it can't be done!

(To be continued)