"Didn't you see that? Elder Yun just ...... I ...... just now."

"What is it?"

"I blushed!"

"What...... What?"

"What are you kidding, this can't be!"

"You make it clear, why did Elder Yun blush, why did he blush?"

When the words spread, everyone immediately exclaimed, and their faces changed.

Yun Xianghan, who has always been arrogant and cold, even blushes?

Well, even if she's blushing, it's fine, but the key question is, why is she blushing?

"I seem to have seen her blushing, I thought it was a delusion just now, but now it doesn't seem to be!"

"Why is Elder Yun blushing?"

"What the fuck...... How do you know why she's blushing?"

"It can't be because of Jiang Tian, right?" someone glared and shouted.

When the words spread, the crowd was dead silent, everyone looked at each other, the corners of their eyes twitched, and their eyes seemed to eat people.

"Impossible!

"He is a Chongyang Realm minion, how can He De make Elder Yun ......"

"I don't believe he has such a ability!"

Everyone gritted their teeth and shouted angrily, glaring at Jiang Tian with cannibalistic eyes one by one, as if they had a life-and-death enmity with him.

"How can this be reasonable! Don't let me run into him this time, otherwise I will definitely want him to look good!"

"Don't worry, there are so many of us, there will always be someone who can meet him, when the time comes, don't leave your hands, give me a beating!"

"Yes!

Everyone raised their arms and shouted, one by one they were filled with righteous indignation, in their eyes, Jiang Tian seemed to have become a public enemy, and they couldn't wait to fight him!

"A bunch of idiots!"

Jiang Tian looked at everyone coldly, frowning and sighing.

Even he didn't understand why Yun Xianghan had that reaction, but these people couldn't hold back their random speculation one by one, which was really speechless!

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation in the square, and everyone looked towards the edge of the square, showing fanatical expressions one by one!

"Look, it's an inner disciple!"

"Hey, the inner disciple is finally here!"

Seeing those powerful inner doors walking briskly, the square suddenly exploded.

Everyone was full of fiery eyes and excitement, and they all showed awe-inspiring eyes!

"Inner disciple?"

Jiang Tianxun followed the prestige, only to see a group of martial artists whose costumes were obviously different from those of the outer disciples striding over, and appeared in the square with arrogance!

Although these people are not dressed in different clothes, they all have silver moire marks unique to inner disciples embroidered on their chests to show that they are different from the outer disciples.

All of them have a strong aura, and they exude a proud domineering spirit in their gestures, and there is a momentum of contempt on Zhou's body!

Looking at the many outer disciples in the square, their faces were cold and their expressions were quite disdainful.

"I don't know how the sect managed to let us compete with these juniors from the outer sect, it's just speechless!" A tall yellow-robed disciple gently dusted the silver cloud pattern on his chest, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Isn't it all because of next year's Canglan National Martial Arts Conference?" a white-robed disciple next to him shook his head and sneered.

"Everyone, calm down! If we don't arrange it like this, our competition will probably have to wait until the outer sect martial arts is over before starting, which will also be a waste of time!" The red-robed disciple next to him shook his head and smiled, and said lightly.

"Isn't it possible for the sect to play the piano indiscriminately like before, and the inner and outer sects are separated and carried out separately?" a sharp-faced blue-robed disciple frowned and complained, with a look of displeasure.

The red-robed disciple shook his head and sneered: "Can't figure it out?" Hehe, then you go and ask the sect master and elders!"

"You ......" The man's face froze, and he held back the words that came to his mouth.

Although he was an inner disciple, he didn't dare to question the sect master and elders directly, even those top inner sect geniuses with amazing qualifications did not have this kind of qualifications and power.

But their troubles are not without cause.

Compared with previous years, this time the sect will make a big change, that is, it has broken the boundary between the inner and outer sects, and all the disciples have gathered together for a mixed competition.

This is mainly to save time, of course, the sect also has another consideration, which is to use the strong pressure of the inner disciples to accelerate the growth of those outer disciples!

After all, the vision of the top leaders of the sect could not be limited to just one Canglan National Martial Arts Conference.

Even if it was the Tianfeng Martial Arts Association three years later, it was not their ultimate goal.

For a sect, cultivating generations of genius disciples and making the entire sect prosperous is the greatest goal.

"Okay, these things are not something we can worry about, we can do whatever the sect arranges, anyway, these outer disciples are not our opponents, so they should warm us up." ”

A tall white-robed disciple walked out of the crowd, and even among the inner disciples here, he put on a superior posture.

But none of the fellow disciples next to him were dissatisfied, and even showed respect.

"I've seen Brother Pastor!"

"Brother Reverend is right!"

"There must be their arrangement for the sect to do this, let's just play our strength and have a good competition. ”

Everyone bowed to this resident priest brother one after another, not daring to take any offense at all, and even the sharp-faced blue-robed disciple just now put away his displeasure and became respectful.

This person's name is Mu Yun, and he is the top master of the inner gate, and his strength has already overshadowed many sect elders, and he even has a certain say in many affairs of the inner gate.

This kind of character is not comparable to ordinary inner disciples, and of course the weight of what he says is different.

Mu Yun was very satisfied with everyone's performance, nodded slowly, smiled proudly, and waved his hand to signal everyone to move on.

"Let's go, the elders are coming one after another, and we can't be lazy!"

Under his leadership, everyone quickened their pace and walked towards the inner disciple area next to the spectator seat.

"Brother Pastor, the arrangement of the sect's martial arts this time is indeed a little inappropriate, can't you let the junior disciples complain a few words?"

A proud and uninhibited voice suddenly came from the crowd, but it was another inner disciple venting the depression in his heart.

Mu Yun frowned, his eyes were a little cold, and he turned his head to look at the man, but he was not angry.

It was a tall and thin blue-robed martial artist, his breath was not under Mu Yun, and he had a cynical expression on his face, as if the sect's martial arts could not make him serious on such occasions.

"Di Feng, could it be that you have an opinion on the arrangements of the sect master and the elders?" Mu Yun frowned and said coldly.

Di Feng, a disciple in the green robe, laughed: "Of course I have an opinion! Let me ask you, as far as these minions with low cultivation in the outer gate are concerned, which one can compete with us? and which one can really become our opponent?" Although Mu Yun was dissatisfied with his attitude, the other party's words were indeed true, although he was a little depressed, it was not easy to refute directly.