"Who are they? The clothes they wear are really strange. ”

"I've never seen anyone like this, not only shaved his head, but also made so many scars on his head...... They're so idle!"

"They call themselves 'poor monks'? And what does 'Amitabha' mean?"

......

Representatives of major dynasties and young talents were discussed.

They had never seen anyone dressed like this before.

Of course, there were also several representatives of the dynasty, their brows were tightly locked, and then as if they remembered something, they exhaled in a low voice:

"I've heard that there are some powerful sects outside the 'territorial', and the people inside are all bald and have ring scars on their heads...... They abstain from sex and meat, focus on martial arts, and use force to pass through the mysteries!"

"Yes, I've heard of it...... It is said that they are called 'holy monks' by ordinary people who are 'extraterritorial', but they are generally called 'monks' by warriors outside the territory. ”

"I didn't expect there to really be a monk...... I don't know if they really quit sex and meat! There is no joy between men and women, and there are no big fish and big meat, but I feel uncomfortable just thinking about it. ”

......

The voices of the representatives of several dynasties clearly reached the ears of others.

Monk?

Quit sex and meat?

Except for Duan Lingtian, the other representatives of the Ten Great Dynasties and the young talents were all dumbfounded.

"There are still such people...... Quit sex and meat, focus on martial arts, if they can't become strong, then it's really unreasonable!"

"Such a strong man, I don't want to be one of them!"

"People have their own aspirations, and their thoughts are naturally different. ”

......

For a while, because of the arrival of the three monks, there was a noise at the scene.

Looking at the three monks, Duan Ling Tian couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and his spiritual power swept out, touching the young monk for the first time, because he was the weakest.

The young monk is about thirty-five years old, with a delicate appearance and calm eyes, looking old, as if he has seen through the red dust of the world.

"Hole...... Sixfold Cave Realm?"

After detecting the young monk's cultivation, Duan Ling Tian's pupils couldn't help but shrink, he never expected that this monk, who was about the same age as most of the young talents of the Ten Great Dynasties present, turned out to be the existence of the Cave Void Realm Sixfold.

It's incredible!

"Where did they come from? A young monk is so strong, aren't these two middle-aged monks ......?"

Before Duan Lingtian's thoughts could be turned, the spiritual power that swept towards the middle-aged monk 'Huiming' at the head suddenly slammed, and then seemed to sink into the sea and disappear without a trace.

"It's surprising that the little donor has such spiritual attainments at such a young age. ”

At the same time, a voice came from Duan Lingtian's ears, which was Huiming's voice.

Duan Lingtian couldn't help but take a deep breath, his eyes full of jealousy.

He knew that this Huiming should be a powerhouse at the same level as Ning Can and Sword Thirteen, and he was also an existence above the 'Seven Folds of the Void Realm'.

Moreover, behind Hui Ming, there must also be a behemoth that can be on an equal footing with the Blue Wolf Castle and the Sword Gate.

After Hui Ming glanced at Duan Lingtian in a friendly manner, he looked at Dao Wu, "Dao Deputy Sect Master, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?"

"Naturally, it's good to help you, bald donkey. ”

Dao Wu snorted, and seemed to be very uninterested in Huiming.

Huiming was not angry, he looked at the Feng Wei again, and said hello, "Feng Deputy Castle Master, the poor monk is polite." ”

"Huiming, Huijing, take that little bald donkey and leave quickly...... We are not welcome in the Wolf Castle!"

Feng Wei said in a deep voice, and at the same time, he looked at Sword Thirteen in the distance, as if reminding Sword Thirteen of something.

"Huiming bald donkey, we know exactly what you mean...... But I've reached an agreement between the Sword Gate and the Blue Wolf Castle, and I'm afraid you'll not be able to come in and get a piece of the pie." ”

Jian Thirteen looked at Hui Ming and said slowly.

The voice was not loud, but it was mixed with an unmistakable tone.

"Sword Deputy Master, since the poor monk has appeared, he is naturally sure that he can intervene sideways. ”

Huiming smiled faintly, and Gu Jingwubo's face was vaguely mixed with a bit of confidence.

Hearing Hui Ming's words, whether it was Ning Can, Feng Wei, the deputy castle masters of the Blue Wolf Castle, or the thirteenth and fifth swords of the Sword Gate, their color changed instantly.

At the same time, they all raised their heads and looked up at the sky.

"Why hide and hide when you're here?!"

Ning Can said loudly.

And almost when Ning Can's words fell, behind the clouds and mist in the sky, a middle-aged man in a cloth shirt swept out of the air and appeared in front of people.

The middle-aged man looks ordinary, but his body faintly exudes an aura of rejecting people thousands of miles away, which is obviously a special practice of cultivation.

The middle-aged man's face was calm, neither happy nor angry, and his eyes were even more dull, looking even more desireless than the three monks.

"Pei An!"

Seeing this middle-aged cloth, Ning Can and Feng Wei's faces sank, even the faces of Jian Thirteen and Sword Five were not very good-looking, obviously they didn't expect this person to come.

Call!

The middle-aged man's figure moved, and he fell into the air in a dashing manner.

Behind him, another person appeared, a young man with a calm face, also wearing a cloth robe, and the young man followed closely behind the middle-aged man, falling together.

"It's him!"

As soon as the young man appeared, Duan Lingtian's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and his face was shocked.

This young man, he knew and dealt with.

It's just that he never thought that the other party would appear here.

It wasn't just Duan Lingtian who was inexplicably shocked, even Zi Yan and Long Yun were shocked at this moment, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Why is he here?"

The same thought rose in the hearts of the two.

Duan Lingtian ...... He...... Isn't he the 'Yan Gongzi', one of the five great princes of the Qinglin Imperial Kingdom?"

I don't know when, Su Li stood beside Duan Lingtian and asked with some hesitation.

Su Li remembers it clearly.

At the beginning, when he participated in the 'genius competition' of the Qinglin Imperial Kingdom, he had seen this cloth-clothed young man who fell into vain, and the other party seemed to be the Yan Gongzi among the five princes of the Qinglin Imperial Kingdom.

It seems to be called 'Zhang Yan'!

Yan Gongzi, Zhang Yan!

He still remembered that at the beginning, the 'Battle for Geniuses', five places, because of his arrival, Zhang Yan was eliminated from the competition and failed to go to the Blackstone Empire to participate in the 'Imperial Young Talent Competition'.

Isn't this Zhang Yan supposed to be in the Qinglin Imperial Kingdom and spend his life in mediocrity?

How did he end up here?

Moreover, he is also followed by a strong man who even his master seems to be a little afraid of, and what can make his master jealous is undoubtedly a strong man who can be regarded as great outside the 'territorial'.

"Sect Master Pei!"

Huiming and Huijing clasped their hands, looked at the middle-aged cloth, and saluted slightly.

"Sect Master?!"

Hearing the words of the two monks, Jian Thirteen, Ning Can, Dao Wu and Feng Wei were shocked.

Obviously, they didn't expect that the middle-aged cloth in front of them would become the 'sect master' of that sect.

What this means, they know clearly.

"Pei An, you ...... You're in that place?"

Dao Wu gasped, and although he had a guess in his heart, he couldn't help but ask.

Pei An looked at Huiming and Huijing, nodded lightly, then looked at Dao Wu, and slowly spoke, his voice was calm and empty, "Dao Wu, you don't seem to have made much progress in the past few years?"

Dao Wu was so angry that his face turned red, but he was speechless.

If it were a different person, he would have passed with a knife, but the middle-aged cloth in front of him was no match for him.

As a person of the same era, the aura on the other party's body even surpassed that of his junior brother 'Sword Thirteen'.

Sword Thirteen, in their time, could be regarded as the first person in the Sword Gate.

"Who are you, how dare you humiliate my master!"

Dao Wu didn't react, but Long Yun was furious, stepped forward, and glared at Pei An.

In his heart, his master does not allow anyone to blaspheme.

Syllable!

A crisp slap sounded, Long Yun's head tilted, and a hot slap mark appeared on his face.

At the same time, a cloth-clothed young man appeared in front of Long Yun, looking at Long Yun expressionlessly.

It was this person who gave Long Yun a slap just now.

"Zhang Yan, you are looking for death!"

Long Yun was stunned by a slap, and when he reacted, his face was hideous, he raised his hand and swept out, and slashed at the person in front of him, as if he was going to split the other party in half.

Wow!

Long Yun shot out angrily, and used all his strength, the artistic conception of the two recultivation of the Cave Void Realm and the first heavy sword was fully revealed, and with the three-grade spirit knife, the power of heaven and earth was attracted to evolve into the power of seventy ancient horned dragons.

Faced with a knife containing the power of seventy ancient horned dragons, Zhang Yan was still expressionless, as if he hadn't seen it.

Just when many people thought that Zhang Yan was going to be split in half by Long Yun.

Boom!

A loud bang was heard, and the scene fell into a dead silence.

In front of everyone's eyes, Long Yun shot with all his might, and the sword containing the power of seventy ancient horned dragons was actually taken by the cloth-clothed young man empty-handed.

Moreover, only two fingers, thumb and index finger, were used.

The two fingers entwined by a layer of materialized 'Water Artistic Conception' pinched the blade and stopped Long Yun's angry blow.

"Drink!!"

Long Yun burst out and wanted to withdraw the third-grade spirit knife in his hand, but found that Zhang Yan's hand was like an iron tong, making it impossible for him to withdraw the knife at all.

"How is that possible?!"

For a while, Long Yun's pupils shrank, his face was shocked, and he looked at Zhang Yan who was looking at him expressionlessly in front of him, "You...... How could you possibly have such great strength?!"

At this moment, it was not only Long Yun who was shocked.

Duan Lingtian, Zi Yan and Su Li, but everyone who knew about Zhang Yan's past was extremely shocked by the strength that Zhang Yan was showing now.

"It's only been a few years...... How can this Zhang Yan have such a strong strength?"

Looking at the one hundred and fifty Ancient Horned Dragon Phantoms that were constantly dancing in the void above Zhang Yan's head, Duan Ling Tian only felt that his heartbeat was terrifyingly fast.

When his spiritual power extended out, he probed Zhang Yan's current cultivation.

"Hole...... Cave Void Realm Sixfold?!"

Duan Lingtian's face changed slightly, he never thought that in just a few years, Zhang Yan would have such a powerful cultivation.

The power of one hundred and fifty ancient horned dragons.

The cave realm is cultivated six times, accounting for eighty heads.

In other words, Zhang Yan also comprehended the 'artistic conception of the sixfold intermediate water'.