This moment didn't make Xiao Yun wait long.

Another voice roared down: "Blue Mountain Marquis Mansion Wan Feilong!"

I saw a light and shadow descend from the sky and fall on the top of Jiang Zishan, which also belonged to a group of Hou Mansion disciples, and was on one of the remaining four seats.

This person is dressed in a jade robe, and he looks magnificent, if it weren't for the fact that his eyebrows are too narrow and long, he was born with a gloomy atmosphere, giving people a feeling that it would be better!

He is Wan Feilong.

The existence that is among the top of the Tianluo Gate Outer Gate Billboard.

In the eyes of the world, he is also a real genius.

The cultivation of the peak of the earth soul is full of the aura of strength that is infinitely close to the Tibetan meaning, and it also shows his strength, which is extraordinary.

With only this violent cultivation.

It has already overshadowed the momentum of the vast majority of Earth Soul Martial Artists on the scene.

Faintly, there is also a kind of bearing of the head of all disciples!

Whether it was Jiang Jiuxing, Jin Teng Lei and the like, or the Tianluo Sect elite who occupied the other eight seats, the first moment they saw him.

One by one, they had already stood up and shouted, "Senior Brother Wan!"

"I have long heard that my senior brother's cultivation strength far exceeds that of his peers, and when I saw it today, it was indeed so!"

"It's my luck to be able to sit at the same table with someone like my senior brother!"

Of course.

There is also an outlier in this.

That is Xiao Yun.

Other cultivators were shocked by the ferocity of this person's cultivation strength.

Xiao Yun didn't think so.

Don't talk about the other party, but he has the strength of a great martial artist of Tibetan Italy, even if he has the strength of a great martial artist of Tibetan meaning, what can he do?

The Xuanwu Hall Master of Shenlong County, who was above the idle great martial artists, all died at Xiao Yun's hands.

Not to mention such a person.

Therefore, the old god Xiao Yun is here, sitting as steady as Mount Tai.

Wan Feilong, who is the person concerned, made such a big move, of course, to enjoy everyone's compliments, and in fact, it is true.

But when he found that Xiao Yun was unmoved.

This 'master' who was on the list of Tianluomen was suddenly unhappy, and his smiling and triumphant face was gloomy in an instant.

In front of everyone, he snorted heavily: "The current juniors really don't know the sky." ”

Wan Feilong spoke.

Without waiting for the other four to speak, Jin Tenglei was the first to stand up and pandered: "Senior brother may not know that this Xiao Yun came out of Qingshan City. ”

"Which Xiao Yun?" Wan Feilong pretended to be ignorant.

Jin Tenglei said in a very exaggerated voice: "It's the Xiao Yun who is called the Little Demon King by the good deeds, and has the pinnacle of Tibetan meaning, and even the extreme." ”

Wan Feilong's deep gaze stared at Xiao Yun, and sneered: "Comparable to the pinnacle of Tibetan meaning and even the extreme? ”

"What Senior Brother Wan said is extremely true!"

"Who's to say it isn't?"

"What a little demon king, hmph, it's just some ignorant people, blowing it out!" Wan Feilong's cultivators from the same camp catered to him one after another.

It's either cynicism or bad talk.

Time.

The people on Xiao Yun's side were furious.

Jiang Jiuxing's face was dark, and he said, "Everyone is in the same door, or is about to become the same door, why do you talk like this?"

Lei Donghai even stood up after patting the table in order to support the 'fellow countryman', looked at Wan Feilong with a vague gaze, and sneered: "If you want me to say, it must be someone who is envious, jealous and hateful, and also wants to have a reputation like Senior Brother Xiao, but he can't ask for it, and he is embarrassed and angry after maliciously slandering it." ”

"Lei Donghai, what are you talking about?" Zhong Yue also stood up.

The three people who were with him also seemed extremely excited: "Surnamed Meng, shut up!"

"Senior Brother Wan is a master on the list, he will envy this person, what a joke!"

"I think you're looking for a fight!"

Several people on Lei Donghai's side also stood up one after another, and said angrily: "If you want to fight? Who is afraid of whom? Come on! Whoever shrinks, who is the grandson!"

"Others are afraid of you, but we are not afraid!"

"Come on!"

The anger of the two gangs suddenly became dry.

You can see it.

These two groups of people, there must be a lot of conflicts on weekdays.

Of course.

Despite their noisy noise, it is impossible for them to do anything here.

As a party to Xiao Yun, it is difficult to speak.

Wan Feilong on the opposite side was even more irritated by Lei Donghai's words, his face turned red, and his expression was indescribably distorted.

He was really told by Lei Donghai.

He just envied Xiao Yun!

Jealous Xiao Yun!

Resentment Xiao Yun!

The name of Xiao Yun, after Qingshan City, has spread all over the Wei Kingdom.

As a genius on the Tianluomen Billboard, how could he not know.

After all, Xiao Yun was already a disciple of Tianluomen.

He envied Xiao Yun, at a young age, before he entered Tianluomen, he was already famous all over the world.

He was jealous of Xiao Yun's fame, which had far surpassed him.

He resented Xiao Yun even more, making a genius like him on the list no longer have the glory of the past.

What people talk about and think is Xiao Yun.

What about him?

In addition to those who follow the Tianluomen cultivators, as well as those who follow the Tianluomen ranking list, how many people know?

The more I think about it, the more I hate it!

The more hateful!

Wan Feilong's heart was more and more unbalanced, so he said such things in front of all the cultivators of the same sect and the cultivators who were about to become the same sect in a few days.

Right now.

Wan Feilong, who woke up, felt depressed in his heart, which can be imagined.

If you can!

He couldn't wait to rush forward and finish off Xiao Yun with a sword.

It's also at this time!

Another voice rushed in from outside.

"Mingshan Marquis Mansion Zhuge Chongming, sorry for being late!" As soon as the voice was heard, there was a swirling wind wave, cutting like a sharp blade between the two groups of people.

The breath that forcibly entangles everyone is separated!

The next moment.

At the head of Sun Youhe, there was a young man in a green robe.

This person is Zhuge Chongming.

Although he was also from the Hou Mansion, he belonged to the 'outliers' of Jiang Jiuxing's camp.

Just like in the national dukes, there are those who control the real power and mix with a group of real power princes.

In a group of Hou Mansions, there is naturally a presence close to the other side, and they also control real power.

At least.

Mingshan is in control.

Xiao Yun glanced at this person with surprise on his face, and secretly said, "This person's cultivation may not be higher than that of Wan Feilong on the other side, but his strength and means are not as strong as the other party!

Really owned, and nearly owned.

It seems like a thin line!

In fact, the gap is still very large.

Zhuge Chongming in Xiao Yun's eyes, it was easy to kill the other side!

This can also be seen from the fact that after Zhuge Chongming came in, Wan Feilong was shocked and sat back honestly, Meng Liandeng Zhong Yue and the others were silent, and the loud Jin Tenglei also shrank his neck.

These people are full of fear of Zhuge Chongming.

Compared with the momentary depression of these people, Lei Donghai and the others were overjoyed and laughed wildly.