Flying swords weave between the clouds, and the sky is blue and pure.

Fang Zong looked very excited, it was the first time he had flown into the air, the wind was blowing in his ears, and below him was the vast and boundless earth.

"Meng Fang, when you reach the Foundation Building Realm, you can also fly like Elder Duan!" Qiu Yan chuckled softly.

"Building the Foundation Realm, can't the Condensation Realm fly?" Fang Zong asked Qiu Yan.

"Well, if you have a magic weapon to fly, even if it's a condensation realm, you can fly. However, even our Heavenly Feather Sect doesn't have a flying magic weapon, but I heard that Senior Brother Momen has a flying magic weapon!"

"Brother Luo?" Fang Zong thought of the mysterious Luo Wuhuan.

Only in the face of Luo Wuhuan, he didn't feel any danger, but this was the most terrifying, obviously around, but Luo Wuhuan seemed to be nothing, always giving people a creepy weirdness.

This weirdness made Fang Zong have a deep fear of Luo Wuhuan, even on Sister Umbrella Fairy, he didn't feel this feeling.

Even Xie Yu once said that this Luo Wuhuan was not simple, and at a glance he looked no different from the Great Perfection of the Condensation Realm, but the combat power he displayed was more terrifying than some ordinary Foundation Building Realm cultivators.

This is still the combat power shown on the surface, if he is serious, it is difficult to guarantee how strong it is.

From the fact that the five major sects were afraid of Luo Wuhuan at the beginning, it can be seen that he is terrible.

"However, Luo Wuhuan is indeed unique, he can see your talent at a glance, and he also invited!" Qiu Yan deliberately raised his voice.

He said this on purpose to Elder Duan, only by letting the elders of the sect pay attention to it, can Meng Fang's cultivation path be more open, and at the same time, he is also explaining a fact to Elder Duan, even the Momen attaches great importance to Meng Fang, if you don't pay attention to it, naturally someone will pay attention to it.

Fang Zong didn't hear this meaning, he just glanced at Elder Duan, and said anxiously at Qiu Yan, "Don't talk nonsense!" Although he was smart, he was not as cunning as Qiu Yan.

Elder Duan, who was standing proudly in front of the flying sword, thought in his heart: Luo Wuhuan actually wants to invite this kid Meng Fang? It seems that he really needs to seriously discuss with the master how to treat Meng Fang.

And Duan Cangxue and the others were also shocked when they saw Elder Duan's silence, and they glared at Qiu Yan one after another.

I'm afraid that only Fang Zong didn't think of this deep problem, and they all understood what Elder Duan's silence meant.

Less than half an hour after the flight, a series of towering peaks appeared in front of everyone.

This mountain peak is like a long sword standing on the earth, the peaks are full of stars and moons, surrounded by the tallest mountain peak in the middle, and the largest mountain peak is engraved with a huge three words, Wanjian Gate.

"Wanjianmen is really good at picking places, the peaks here are like swords, and there is a mysterious meaning that exists here forever, it's really not simple!" As an inner disciple of the Sword Pavilion, Fang Miaomiao has a better understanding of the momentum of the mountains of Wanjianmen.

The flying sword soon landed on the largest mountain peak of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate.

"Hahaha, fellow Daoists of the Heavenly Feather Sect, welcome, welcome!" A heroic voice came from the main peak of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and I saw a sturdy figure walking out with a big sword on his back, it was Chu Batian.

Elder Duan and Chu Batian didn't say anything, they just said hello and landed on the main peak of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate.

Seeing Fang Zong jumping down from the flying sword, Chu Batian couldn't help but glance at him more, although he didn't say anything, the contempt in his eyes was self-evident.

However, Fang Zong's cultivation of the Condensation Qi Realm was a bit dazzling among the many elite disciples.

Fang Zong's face was as usual, and he followed closely behind Elder Duan and walked into the competition hall that the Ten Thousand Swords Gate had already prepared.

Unexpectedly, the Tianyu Sect was the first to rush to the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and the other four major sects had not yet arrived, Elder Duan was invited to the main hall of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate to entertain, and Fang Zong's disciples simply rested in the competition room.

Some of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciples who were entertaining everyone couldn't help but laugh when they saw Fang Zong.

"I didn't expect that the Heavenly Feather Sect would be so downtrodden now that it would send a disciple of the Condensation Realm to participate in the Six Sects Competition!"

"Hahaha! Don't talk nonsense, maybe this is the supreme genius of their Heavenly Feather Sect!"

Fang Zong, as if he had not heard of the ridicule of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, had actually been immersed in the dream world.

Flying flowers drifted away, a rainbow floated from the sky, everyone looked sideways, and the person who came was a group of graceful and beautiful women, and the Hundred Flowers Sect had arrived.

It is still the Hundred Flowers Sect Sect Master Shen Lianhong who leads the team, among the elite disciples, in addition to the four personal disciples in the land of the last inheritance, there are five more disciples with cold expressions, although there are only nine people, but no one dares to despise them.

Chu Batian reappeared again to entertain the people of the Hundred Flowers Sect.

Shen Lianhong's beautiful eyes moved, and he saw Fang Zong's figure at a glance.

Her willow eyebrows were picturesque, and a trace of displeasure appeared on her cold jade face, she snorted coldly, and followed Chu Batian into the main hall together.

The elite disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect fell into the side of the competition field, and among them, Shallot saw Fang Zong, smiled at him secretly, and blinked, looking very smart and pretty.

Fang Zong also waved his hand secretly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Mu Xin, the personal disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect, glanced over coldly, and Fang Zong hurriedly turned his head away.

"Hmph, Senior Sister Shallot, if you have any contact with that little ghost again, don't blame the world, you're welcome!"

"No, don't get me wrong, senior sister, I just accidentally glanced at it!"

Not long after the arrival of the Hundred Flowers Sect, another flying boat broke through the sky.

It was still Elder Kong Ling, who led the team last time, but on the flying boat, there was still a familiar figure standing in Fang Zong, and it was Luo Wuhuan.

Chu Batian stepped forward, looked at the two of them, and asked in surprise: "Senior Kong Ling, Master Luo, why did you come together?"

"Hehe, the old man also met Luo Gongzi on the road, and he happened to be on the way, so he came together!" Kong Ling said with a smile.

Luo Wuhuan also smiled and arched his hand, "Thank you for taking care of you all the way, junior brother, let's go!"

I saw him jump down from the flying boat with a thin figure and come to the side of the competition field, Luo Wuhuan's arrival suddenly shocked everyone.

Could it be that Luo Wuhuan wants to play?

Even Chu Batian couldn't help asking, "Senior Kong Ling, is it possible that Young Master Luo is going to join the war this time?"

Kong Ling shook his head and said, "No, Momen still only sent one person, or his junior brother Yuwennuo." Following his gaze, Chu Batian really saw a thin figure hiding behind Luo Wuhuan.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the main hall, although Yu Wennuo was also a world-shattering genius, but in general, it was still not as terrifying as Luo Wuhuan.

"Hey, isn't this a junior brother?" After Luo Wuhuan saw Fang Zong, his eyes lit up, and he walked quickly with his junior brother.

Fang Zong smiled bitterly, and hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Meng Fang, a disciple of the outer sect of Momen, has seen the prince of Momenluo!"

"Haha, little junior brother, it's a bit out of sight when you say that! Come on, let's introduce you, this is your second senior brother Yu Wennuo! Xiao Nuo, come out, this is your junior brother!" Luo Wuhuan pulled the figure behind him and walked out.

I saw that this was a thin man with an unusually handsome appearance, looking weak, and his face was shy, if it was whitewashed, it would not be an exaggeration to even say that he was a woman.

That Yu Wennuo smiled at Fang Zong, and hid behind Luo Wuhuan again.

Luo Wuhuan said helplessly: "I'm sorry, your second senior brother is more shy, so he is not sociable, don't be weird little junior brother!"

"Brother Luo, I'm really not your little junior brother......"

"Let's go, junior brother, come on!" Luo Wuhuan didn't wait for Fang Zongduo to say, and walked quickly towards the main hall of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate with Yu Wennuo.

Fang Zong's helplessness, since the land of inheritance, Luo Wuhuan seemed to be sure that he was his little junior brother, which was really a headache.

And at this moment, a long howl was heard outside the sky.

The blood-clothed second-floor master of the night cut through the sky like a falcon and flew into the main peak, he waved his sleeves, and ten bloody rays flew out, landing on the side of the competition field, turning into a blood-clothed man with a cold face.

"Don't move here!" After that, Cangye flew into the main hall, and he didn't even need Chu Batian's hospitality.

The elite disciples of the six major sects have already arrived.