I came from the blue sky, and I was dressed in white. —Epigraph.

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The old man in the green shirt is one of the elders of the order of the Yanyu Pavilion in this auction, named Leizhou, and he is a great monk sent by the headquarters, and he is a cultivator at the peak of the spiritual realm.

As for where the headquarters of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion is, no one knows, and it is very mysterious. It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the forces behind the Yanyu Pavilion can be compared to the three major sects!

As a member of the Order Elders, Lei Zhou naturally knows the roots, and he will not be afraid of any monk's provocation. The snow-clothed young man in front of him had obviously violated the rules of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion. It's not the first time he's thrown people out of the alley today.

Qian Duoduo flicked his sleeves slightly, "Your Excellency has ever recognized this dress." ”

Lei Zhou's eyes suddenly glanced over Qian Duoduo's body carefully, and found that his clothes were as white as snow, crystal clear and cold, and there was nothing peculiar about him, so his face immediately became cold, "Hmph!

"Boy, you can get out of here! This kind of place is not something you can come to. ”

"Then today's attic, the master has to enter!" Qian Duoduo said!

"Hmph!

Leizhou's eyes suddenly cold, and his big sleeves fanned angrily!

Lei Zhou guessed that most of the kid in front of him was the heir of a high-ranking official in the city, and in the spirit of not offending, he was going to take people out, after all, Yanyu Pavilion still had to do business. Where did you think that this mortal ant was so unreasonable!

As the order elder Lei Zhou on the field flicked his sleeves angrily, he saw a strong wind towards Qian Duoduo. The onlookers all looked like they were watching the show.

It's none of your business, hang high.

The monk behind Qian Duoduo was even more hanging, waiting to see this kid he regarded as an ant being slapped out by the elder of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion, and even sucked to death.

This monk's name is Qiyuan, he is a casual cultivator, born in a poor family, and all kinds of fate will only set foot on the road of cultivation, his person is ruthless, for the children of rich families, the princess of the official family has a natural prejudice and hatred, after the completion of the cultivation, there is no less to assassinate those who once dared to look down on themselves.

This Qi Yuan has also seen this Lei Zhou elder's method of sending other intruders away, how could he have been so "salute first and then soldier"? After all, it is all from this mortal ant.

It's infuriating!

However, this kid died by himself, and he thought he was going to be swept out of the game in the next moment, and he was still extremely happy.

He looked at Qian Duoduo with a playful look in his eyes.

Everyone watched.

I saw a loud bang in the middle of the field. Everyone was amazed, and they all looked at each other, and their faces changed in color! Their faces were stunned and their expressions were exaggerated, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

"No way! how did he do it?" said someone in surprise.

I saw that the young man in white was still standing under the golden plaque, with his hands folded, looking at the world. And an inch in front of him, a huge seven-foot-long iron knife had already sunk into the ground for three points, blocking the seemingly random blow of the old man in the black robe, and the blade was still buzzing.

Hey?

A light sigh came from the mouth of the old man in the black robe. His expression was a little serious, and when he looked at Qian Duoduo again, he suddenly felt contempt, and the blow he just flicked his sleeves was at least at the level of the early stage of condensation, this kid was able to block it with an iron knife, he couldn't help but have a strong curiosity, and the magic of his hands hidden in the big sleeve was secretly pinched, and he was about to strike again, but he didn't want to be stopped by a voice.

Another gray-robed old man in front of the door of the Yanyu Pavilion finally woke up from closing his eyes and recuperating, his cold gaze swept down, paused on Qian Duoduo, and finally stopped at the old man in the Xuanyu Pavilion, and said indifferently: "According to the rules, those who enter the building are qualified to enter the Yanyu Pavilion if they receive a blow from the Order Elder, Leizhou, you don't want to break the rules!"

When the old man in the robe called Leizhou heard this, his eyes hesitated, and the hand in his big sleeve finally stopped. He looked at Qian Duoduo coldly and said, "Boy, good luck." ”

Qian Duoduo smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled out the ugly giant knife on the ground, turned his head and glanced coldly at the lean man who mocked him, and stepped into the attic.

The thin man Qi Yuan was looked at by this, and he saw that his soul was all gone, and he suddenly felt cold and swishing behind him, and the strange thing was that he couldn't say the reason himself.

But in the blink of an eye, he laughed at himself, secretly scolding himself for being cowardly, he was just a worldly mortal who was a master of the Qi Condensation Realm, how could he be afraid?

The light in his small eyes flickered, and a touch of viciousness flashed away. In my heart, I secretly remembered this mortal boy.

The entrance inspection continued, and the old man of Leizhou closed his eyes again, but said slowly: "Is it really him?"

The gray-robed old man next to him said indifferently: "Leizhou, don't pretend to be confused, he is the young man that Miss asked me to pay attention to." Just let it go, it's good that you even tried it. Aren't you afraid that Miss will blame you afterwards?"

The old man in the robe suddenly smiled when he heard this, "As long as the elder brother is tight-lipped, the foolish brother will not dare next time." ”

The gray-robed old man's name is Lei Bu, and he and the old man in the dark robe are brothers, and both of them are the elders of the forces behind the Yanyu Pavilion. Usually his younger brother acts recklessly, if it weren't for his sidelines, I don't know how many people he would offend.

Just now he allowed his brother to test the human boy, in fact, he recognized it at a glance, and the reason why he didn't let him go immediately was to see what was so strange about this person, so that Miss De never forgot him and valued him quite a lot.

He did see the difference, at least in his opinion. There are really not many martial artists in the mortal realm who can block a monk's blow with their absolute physical strength. What's really scary is that this kid still has the strength to spare. An instinctive instinct told him that he couldn't try any longer, so he stopped his brother.

Fortunately, these two old men of order did not continue to embarrass Qian Duoduo, because at this time, a white-clothed young man in the void shook a white jade fan and landed in Ruyan Alley quite boredly, shaking his head and muttering to himself: "The big disciple of the head of the dignified Snow Sword Villa...... turned out to be a small follower. As he spoke, he strode towards the Smoke and Rain Pavilion, with a high laurel crown on his head, upright.

He squeezed through the scolding crowd all the way, slapped the monks who were about to make a move, and the feather fan shook gently, all the way unimpeded.

After a while, he stood under the smoke and rain attic.

The golden light plaque suddenly cast a golden glow, which was blocked by the white jade fan he spread out. The white-clothed young man looked at the two Order Elders of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion in front of the door with interest, and said lightly, "Has my little junior brother ever satisfied the two of you?"

The two of Leizhou Leibu suddenly looked like they were facing a panic of the enemy, hurriedly stepped forward, bowed down and said, "I've seen Mr. Bai." ”

The attitude is sincere, the posture is very low, and the sincerity is sincere.

The young man in white laughed at himself: "Oh?

Lei Bu suddenly smiled: "The white clothes cross the southern Xinjiang, and there is a total of silver for thousands of miles." Mr. Bai was a sword for a thousand miles back then, purging the evil ways of southern Xinjiang, who in the world did not know? Which one was not afraid? Mr. Bai and his junior brother were all sharp, only eight years old, and it was we who were offended. ”

Bai Duoduo clenched his fists and released them, looked at the two of them and said, "This compliment makes me don't want to hit anyone." I knew I would have brought Wang Yufeng's guy!"

The young man in white stepped through the door. The two of Leizhou Leibu were afraid that cold sweat was flowing on their foreheads, and they were secretly glad that they had come well today, but Mr. Bai.