"Up..., kill him..."Jin Dashao pointed at the iron rod, and suddenly more than two dozen minions rushed up.

Rushing to the first was a young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, who swept at Ming Jiutian's head.

Although they all do not have the blessing of Yuan Force, the speed of the physical body alone is fast enough, and it is obvious that if these people exert their full strength, they are all masters with good strength.

Swish...

Seeing this, Ming Jiutian suddenly became short, and he avoided the stick very skillfully, and at the same time shot with his right fist.

Boom...

Ming Jiutian's right fist slammed directly into the man's abdomen.

What kind of power was that of his fist, and the young man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks flew out in response.

However, Ming Jiutian didn't intend to let that person go like this, and at the same time as the figure retreated, Ming Jiutian made another decisive move and grabbed the wrist of the person holding the iron bar.

Click...

With a slight force, the man's wrist snapped, and Ming Jiutian took advantage of the situation to directly snatch the iron rod in the man's hand.

Starting with the iron rod, Ming Jiutian carefully examined it, not to mention, this iron rod seems simple, but in fact, there are runes engraved on it, which obviously has the attribute of breaking qi, which is really luxurious.

Boom...

With an iron rod, Ming Jiutian is more like a tiger with wings, and everyone who rushes up will be hit with a stick.

If one stick doesn't fall, then two sticks are a problem.

Syllable...

While...

Boom...

"Ahh

"Uhhhhhh

"Help..."

"Uncle spares his life..."

For a while, the iron rod in Ming Jiutian's hand flew up and down, as long as it was within two meters of him, all of them were hit.

"Useless waste..."Jin Dashao looked around, and now he was the only one standing.

knocked over more than 20 people in one go, and Ming Jiutian didn't even take a breath, and there was no pressure at all.

Jin Dashao, who roared twice, rushed up with an iron rod as if he was cheering himself up.

Syllable...

On the side of Ming Jiutian's body, the iron rod in his hand directly hit Jin Dashao's wrist holding the iron rod.

When...

The iron rod in Jin Dashao's hand fell to the ground in response.

Ming Jiutian didn't stop, and the iron rod in his hand continued unabated, and smashed straight on Jin Dashao's leg.

Jin Dashao's leg ached, and he knelt on one knee in response, frowning, obviously in pain, but he just didn't scream, obviously holding back.

Ming Jiutian's iron rod was recovered, and the next blow was about to hit Jin Dashao's head.

Seeing the iron rod roaring, Jin Dashao subconsciously closed his eyes, as if he was also waiting for the arrival of this stick.

When...

However, after waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for the arrival of the iron rod in Ming Jiutian, but waited for the sound of the iron rod falling to the ground.

"Cut... The time for half a stick of incense has not arrived, it's really boring..."At the critical moment, the iron rod was still thrown out by Ming Jiutian.

Seeing Ming Jiutian throw away the iron rod, it was obvious that he was going to let him go, and with the support of the younger brothers, Jin Dashao stood up.

"Jin Shao, I'll go back and call all the masters in the family..."The little brother with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks proposed when he saw this.

"Stop, how many times have I said that what happens on the street, solved on the street, what does it have to do with the family? Today, I'm not as good as others, and I'll fight again in the future, hum..."

Ming Jiutian was also stunned when he heard this, a good sentence The matter on the street was solved on the street, this Jin Dashao was really interesting.

"Okay, wow, since you Jin Dashao are so arrogant, you can say it, what time and place will it be next time, when you have all the people, let's fight again..."

"Okay, happy, let's go..."Jin Dashao smiled, and limped away with his group of little brothers.

At this moment, the night is already deep, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street.

And tomorrow is the day when the churches in the five states will be held, and I am afraid that the matter of wanting to go to the Tianlei Gate to see will be postponed again.

Nothing happened overnight.

Early the next morning, Ming Jiutian was woken up by the hustle and bustle of the street, there was no way, this was the price of sleeping on the street.

Stretching, he got up and walked in the direction of the main hall of the leading temple.

In fact, Ming Jiutian didn't know where the Xuanxin Prefecture Receiving Temple was at all, but seeing that many people were running in one direction, there was no doubt that they were over there.

In the center of the city, in front of a magnificent but simple gate, it is indeed much more lively today than before.

On both sides of the gate alone, there are rows of powerful masters, and the costumes belong to the Receiving Temple.

Looking at the huge portal in front of you and the endless stream of people, everyone who successfully enters will shake the sign in their hand in front of a glowing mirror, and the sign will glow green.

Obviously, the mirror was used to test the authenticity of the Wind Secret Order, and after checking the sign in his hand, Ming Jiutian swaggered in.

In front of the glowing mirror, Ming Jiutian shook the sign in his hand, and sure enough, it glowed green.

"After entering, find the place of the sect you belong to and sit down...", the person in charge of the reception at the door said.

Ming Jiutian rolled his eyes when he heard this, still belongs to the sect? Is it good to have no door and no faction.

When you enter the door, you will see a large open space with a high platform in the middle, and tables and chairs will be placed on both sides of the high platform.

And look at the back of these positions are all erected a large flag, these flags are different, and the names of the major forces are written on them.

Roughly counting, there are dozens of big sects with heads and faces, and on the opposite side of the high platform in the middle, which is the location of the door, there are also more than 100 tables and chairs, which should be prepared for some small sects.

Now that the flags have been planted, Ming Jiutian will naturally not mess around, and after thinking about it, he can only sit down in the front position of these scattered seats.

I came in a hurry along the way, and I didn't say anything to eat, and I watched the invitees enter the venue one after another, thinking that it should be a while before I started.

After looking left and right, Ming Jiutian opened the storage ring, took out a large pile of delicacies from it, and then ate it as if no one was around.

"Brother Ren, could you please move to the back?" At this time, a person appeared next to Ming Jiutian, and his attitude was quite polite.

Ming Jiutian turned his head when he heard this, and it was a middle-aged man in a blue robe, and there were many people gathered behind him, all looking at his position.

"Why?" Ming Jiutian frowned.

"Because this door has taken a fancy to this place...", the middle-aged man in the robe smiled.

Yohe...

Quite arrogant?

Ming Jiutian turned his head and took a look, and found that the people who came to this scattered seat also had their own sects, and they were now busy planting flags in the selected position.

Obviously, among these scattered seats, as long as the position is chosen, the flag can be planted, and the flag planted means that there is already a corresponding power seat.

Whoever dares to pull out the other party's flag at this time will be no different from declaring war on the other party, and Ming Jiutian is facing this problem in front of him, who will let only him have no flag behind him.

"And did you have a crush on that place?" Ming Jiutian said and pointed to the top platform.

"Bold..., there is a place where the Feng Clan is, looking at the scene, who dares to fight the idea of that place?" Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately scolded.

Ming Jiutian snorted when he heard this, after all, it wasn't that he thought he was a bully because he had no sect or faction.

"Isn't this over.,There's no master in the position below.,But there's always a first-come-first-come-first-to-come.,This place is here.,Oh... There is also a seat next to it, if you want to sit it is yours, if you don't want to sit, you can go to the back..."Ming Jiutian said impatiently when he heard this.

"But you have no sect or faction, how can you occupy the first place?" The middle-aged man blew his beard and glared at him accusatorily.

Sect?

Ming Jiutian looked around, and indeed all the positions were planted with flags, but there was nothing behind him.