A month later, everyone in Hanging Sword Mountain looked suspiciously at the sect master and went out laughing.

For such an important event as the Immortal Summit Martial Arts, the sect master didn't even bring a single disciple with him, except for the newcomer Mu Fan.

Wu Jianzi has personally tested Mu Fan's strength in the past month, and he has already been sure of his heart for showing off in the Immortal Summit Martial Arts this time.

I originally wanted to find a disciple who could be seen to deal with it, but I didn't expect Mu Fan, who came out halfway, to be so strong.

Not only is it stronger than all the disciples of Hanging Sword Mountain, but even its strength may only be under his own sect master.

Wu Jianzi was full of joy and thought that he had found a treasure, and before going out, he happily put on brand new clothes for himself and Mu Fan.

In front of the disciples of Hanging Sword Mountain, Wu Jianzi wanted to pretend to be a noble and tall person who saw through the red dust and did not covet worldly things, so his food and clothing were very shabby.

Wearing sackcloth and stepping on straw shoes is to make a poor and painstaking appearance, which is not only to motivate his disciples to cultivate hard, but also to maintain his image as a master outside the world.

After all, the people near Sanpin City have little knowledge, and the worldly masters they imagine are the ones who dress plainly, eat plainly, and don't eat the fireworks of the world.

But this time I went to participate in the Immortal Summit Martial Arts, which was completely different from staying in my own territory.

The people who participated in this grand event were all Wu Jianzi's fellow brothers, and who of them didn't know who they were?

Pretending to be superior in front of them will only make people laugh out of thin air.

Besides, this immortal summit martial arts, to put it bluntly, is a place for the brothers and sisters from all over the world to show off and compete with each other.

Some of them went to the big sect of the first-grade city to be the sect master, some were assigned to the second-grade city, some of the sects had a once-in-a-lifetime martial arts wizard, and some of the disciples were talented and became famous all over the world early.

On the surface, these people call each other brothers, but in fact, when they meet, they even compare what clothes each other wears and what weapons they use.

Dressed shabby in front of them, I'm afraid I don't think I have enough jokes on my body?

Wu Jianzi was wearing a white sect master uniform with wide sleeves, and what he prepared for Mu Fan was a tight-fitting young man's costume that showed off his muscles.

What was placed in the cold iron sword box behind Mu Fan was Wu Jianzi's sword-medium-grade Xuanqi, Tenglong Sword.

gave his sword to Mu Fan, in order to show Mu Fan's talent, so strong that he had to give the sword to Mu Fan.

Second, Mu Fan appeared on behalf of Hanging Sword Mountain, and he definitely couldn't use the bright silver spear in his hand, otherwise the representative sent by the Sword Sect used a gun, isn't this a slap in the face?

As for the third point, whether it is the sect itself or the area under its jurisdiction, Hanging Sword Mountain is more than a word "poor", it is so poor that it clangs loudly.

is so poor that the weapons used by the sect master are still the weapons brought out from his own sect when he first came out of the school.

In addition, he, the sect master, couldn't even afford to buy a brand-new medium-grade mysterious artifact.

Except for handing over his own sword to Mu Fan to use, the entire Hanging Sword Mountain could no longer pick out a famous sword that could be used.

Mu Fan didn't care what weapon he used, anyway, he didn't know how to use a gun or sword, and he just used it as a mallet in his hand.

It's just that what makes him a little depressed is that in the past month, he has refined a lot of pills in the alchemy room of Hanging Sword Mountain, but none of them can alleviate the seal in his body.

The Law Seal still blocked his vitality, making it impossible for him to contact the people in the Heavenly Dao Diagram at all.

The low-grade medicinal materials of Hanging Sword Mountain are useless, and Mu Fan can only pin his hopes on the holy city that Wu Jianzi said.

These days, he has been asking around, but he has gotten some information about the Holy City, although this guy said vaguely, he Mu Fan vaguely sensed that there should be a Martial Emperor in the Holy City.

In this way, the medicinal resources in the Holy City raised his sense of expectation.

Edgeworth flew for three days, and on this day, Wu Jianzi Edgeworth flew downward, and among the white clouds in front of him, a group of peaks with a fairy spirit were finally revealed.

"This is where the Immortal Summit comes in, and you will have to help the old man earn enough face in a while."

Wu Jianzi reminded Mu Fan with excitement on his face, and then with a whoosh, the sword fell, and in the blink of an eye, it had already landed at the foot of Xianfeng.

"Brother Lao opened the entrance, Wu Jianzi of the Hanging Sword Sect, and specially brought his disciple Mu Fan to participate in the Immortal Summit Martial Arts."

He also said just now that he would let Mu Fan help him earn face, but the head of the sect actually bowed to the two little boys who guarded the door in a low voice.

The two little guards were not yet ten years old, one with pigtails and the other with pigtails.

These two little babies have red lips and white teeth, red faces, and are wearing red belly pockets that don't fit well.

Don't look at these two little babies who are not very old, but their temper is rushing to the sky.

They squinted at Wu Jianzi and said uncontrollably: "What Hanging Sword Sect, I haven't heard of it!" Do you have an invitation? If not, leave quickly, don't delay the master to doze off. ”

Wu Jianzi smiled with a smile on his face, and arched his hand: "Little brother Qiyu, the contemptible person forgot to sign up, so there is no invitation letter, but I am a classmate of your family Wang Xianzun, you mention me, he must know." ”

Before Wu Jianzi met Mu Fan, he hadn't thought about participating in the Immortal Summit Martial Arts at all, he was ready to give up the competition and be ridiculed by his fellow disciples.

Who knew that Mu Fan suddenly came to Hanging Sword Mountain, and he had no door or faction, so he could fight in place of Hanging Sword Mountain.

The problem is that there are people who will fight, and this pit only knows how to be happy, and when he is happy, he forgets about signing up.

Mu Fan looked at his unreliable appearance and rolled his eyes vigorously in his heart.

"Who is your classmate? If you have an invitation, you will enter, if you don't, you will leave, do you understand the rules? ”

The kid with pigtails yelled at Wu Jianzi impatiently, waving at him like a fly while shouting.

"Yo, isn't this Wu Jianzi, Senior Brother Wu? What are you doing again this time? ”

"The disciple that the senior brother found last time was really powerful, and that move of 'five-body throwing on the ground and begging for mercy' was simply eye-opening,"

At this moment, there was a mockery from behind them, and a white-bearded old man wearing a crown of pearls and stepping on auspicious clouds approached with a smile.

As he spoke, he glanced at Mu Fan with a smile, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "Be creative!" Brother, you are so creative! You actually brought an ordinary person to the competition? ”

"This kid doesn't have any vitality fluctuations in his body, and you actually sent him to die? Has Hanging Sword Mountain fallen to this extent? ”

The white-bearded old man looked back at the two Xuanwu Realm disciples he had brought with him with a smile, and made a posture of a victor in his clothes towards Wu Jianzi, and sneered: "Senior brother, you are here to slowly beg someone to let you in, junior brother, I have to go in first and pick a good position." ”

With that, the white-bearded old man passed through a curtain formed by the air and disappeared with his disciples.

Seeing that the apprentices brought by others were all in the Xuanwu Realm, Wu Jianzi was so angry that he scolded sourly: "It's not shit luck, what's the spirit!" If it weren't for Lao Tzu's back when he drew lots, he caught Sanpin City, otherwise I would ......"

Cursing, scolding, he suddenly remembered that he was not qualified to enter the door.

So he forcibly squeezed out a smile on his face, and knelt down towards the two doormen: "Two little brothers, please be merciful and let me in, you also heard that I am the senior brother of the man just now." ”

"He can go in, so can I."

The two doormen didn't bother to pay attention to him, their faces darkened, and they yelled impatiently: "No! If you don't get out, don't blame the master for beating you! ”