The black hair danced wildly, Wang Ziyi's gaze swept over, and everyone couldn't help but feel nervous, his gaze put a lot of pressure on everyone.

Monsoon Ji Yun and the others looked at Wang Ziyi, showing gratitude, and slowly retreated.

The others all looked at Wang Ziyi, seeing that he was only in the early stage of the fourth order, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and Wu Jingshen's eyes flickered, and he said slowly: "You are the head of the Wuji Sect?"

"No!" Wang Ziyi replied very lightly, but it made people feel invisible pressure.

"Tell you to come out, you are not qualified to talk to me!" Wu Jingshen sneered and said loudly.

"Really?" the prince was unfazed, and then slowly stretched out his right hand and pressed it down.

Suddenly, the spiritual power surged, the wind was strong, the mountains and rocks rolled down, like dark clouds pressing down on the city, and a huge light palm appeared in the air, which was not blurred, and every vein on the palm was vividly visible, and the palm lines were clearly visible.

This is a palm created by Wang Ziyi through the comprehension of the fingers of Tongtian, which is not a magical power, but just makes the palm more powerful.

Everyone was shocked, it is not so simple to achieve such a degree, it requires one's own control of spiritual power to be very subtle, and this may not be able to be issued, this belongs to the perception of heaven and earth, not that you can practice it.

Wu Jingshen's expression was serious, and he took out his own magic power in the face of Wang Ziyi's blow, so many people watched, although he had heart palpitations, but he also had to go next, and he couldn't lose face in front of this group of people.

"Boom"

A huge milky white fist rushed out from top of the martial arts fist, almost substantial, exuding a terrifying aura, terrifying, and slammed into the palm that Wang Ziyi had pressed down.

"Bang"

The surrounding trees exploded, and the fierce wind sliced the ground several feet deep. The red dirt was exposed.

Wu Jingshen stepped back a few steps, although there was no change in his complexion, but he was already shocked to the extreme in his heart, it was only the fourth order, and it was unimaginable that he could repel himself so easily.

Everyone was awe-inspiring. Ahead, Wang Ziyi's figure fluttered elegantly, his face was indifferent, and there was no wave in the ancient well, obviously he didn't go all out just now.

"Am I qualified to talk to you?" Wang Ziyi said lightly, this is not to ask for anything, but to tell Wu Jingshen that I am very qualified.

The crowd was silent, and no one spoke first. Wang Ziyi's strength has proven everything.

"Whew"

The figure flickered, and a person flew in the air from the top of the Phoenix Blood Ridge, it was Bei Yan.

Bei Yan smiled and said loudly: "Everyone is here, Bei is not welcome! I don't know what you are here today? The Wuji faction is about to start, are you here to congratulate? Bei is really ashamed, it is really a great honor for Bei to let the sect masters come!"

"You are the head of the Wuji Sect?" Wu Jingshen's face was not very good. When Bei Yan said this, he was scolding them. How can there be such a way to congratulate others on their opening of a party?

"Yes!" Bei Yan put away his smile and looked straight.

Wu Jingshen walked forward slowly, his eyes raised, and said, "Sect Master North, I opened the skylight and said something bright, Fengxue Ridge has changed." It's not the terrible place it was before, maybe it's hard to say if it will become a treasure land!" Wu Jingshen smiled secretly, this was his guess, Bei Yan was preparing to start a sect here, and he must have discovered something. Therefore, when he said this, he believed that Beiyan must know.

Wu Jingshen continued: "Recently, the major sects have sent personnel to investigate, you Bei Mou took this place for himself without saying a word, do you have to give us an explanation?"

Bei Yan landed, after all, more than 20 people in front of him were like him, they were in charge of a faction, and condescending would arouse the anger of the public, and then said: "What do you want to say, this place is originally an ownerless thing, since I occupied it first, it is mine, let me ask you, how did you come to be in your place? There must always be a first to come first!"

"That's a good point, but you also understand that the cultivation world is a place that pays attention to strength, and it's not just a matter of just talking about it. Wu was shocked by the gods.

"What do you want?" Bei Yan's face was full of smiles, and he said slowly.

At this time, a pianpian man in purple clothes stood up, he was the sect master of the Beam Fire Sect, his strength was strong, and he had also reached the middle stage of the fifth order.

He said softly: "Sect Master Bei, you see how this is, our several factions have sent a few disciples to have a discussion with the disciples of your faction, if you win, everything is easy to say, if you lose, then you can pack up your things and leave! Everyone, what do you think of this idea?"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the other sect masters, sect masters, and asked for their opinions.

Everyone nodded, this is just an excuse, if the Wuji faction wins, it's okay to say, if it loses, everyone will do it directly, now it depends on whether the Wuji faction dares to take it.

Bei Yan's eyes flickered, how could he not see everyone's intentions, but if he didn't answer, wouldn't he seem scared?

Just as I was thinking, someone spoke below.

"I think this is a good idea! I can send one person!" It was the Hall Master of the Yuan Heaven Hall who spoke, he was in the early stage of the fifth order, but no one dared to underestimate him, this person could definitely compete with the middle stage of the fifth order.

Then, a person came out from behind him, with strong muscles and clear eyebrows, it was Gong Asuo.

"I'll also send someone from the Beam Fire Sect!" said the Beam Fire Sect Sect Master, since the idea was put forward by him, he must definitely take practical action.

After finishing speaking, a person came out of the Shuhuo Sect, who also had an extraordinary aura and a tall figure, but he had a delicate face, and this person was Hao Songyan.

Seeing this, the other sects didn't have any opinions, these two people were also well-known in many sects, and they were among the best in the younger generation, and their cultivation had reached the early stage of the third order, which was definitely the number one person in the small sect.

Things have developed to such an extent that Bei Yan can't refuse even if he wants to, the final result still depends on the duel that their sect master has only seen, and the disciple's battle is just the fuse.

"Okay, then so be it! I have no reason to refuse!" After speaking, Bei Yan looked at Ji Feng beside Wang Ziyi, the two Ji Yun brothers, most of the sect disciples have fallen, and these two are the highest cultivation among the remaining disciples.

Monsoon, Ji Yun looked at the sect master, and immediately felt a little ashamed, the cultivation of the two of them was only in the late stage of the second order, if they wanted to fight with Gong Asuo and Hao Songyan, the probability of failure was one hundred percent.

But then, the eyes of the two became resolute, and what if they made sacrifices for the sake of the sect, the two of them were full of pride for a while.

"Sect Master, our brothers will definitely not live up to the expectations of the Sect Master, even if they die in battle, they will not be defeated!" The voice was so loud that everyone present could hear it clearly, and for a while, ripples rippled in their hearts.

The faces of the two were resolute, they knew that it was really difficult to defeat each other, and they knew that the gap between the second and third orders was not a little bit.

The two slowly walked to the opposite side, Wang Ziyi's eyes flickered, and at this moment, he seemed to remember something, and stopped the two of them: "Ji Feng, Ji Yun, you two come here!"

Hearing this, Monsoon Ji Yun paused, his face was puzzled, but he still walked over, could it be that Senior Wang wanted to teach himself what tricks the two of them had?

Just when the two of them were thinking wildly, Wang Ziyi's palm flipped over, and a mirror appeared in his hand, and suddenly a palpitating fluctuation spread to the surroundings.

There was a mysterious aura circulating on the mirror, which made everyone around feel uneasy one by one, and the level of this mirror would not be lower than the middle level.

This mirror was obtained after Wang Ziyi killed Ruan Prison, and he saw that this mirror was extraordinary at that time, but Wang Ziyi did not lack weapons, and it has never been useless, anyway, it is a waste to put it here for himself, so it is better to give it to the two of them.

Ji Feng and Ji Yun looked at the mirror in front of them, their eyes instantly lit up, this level of weapon, you can't see it at all on weekdays, maybe there is such a weapon in the hands of the sect master!

Bei Yan blushed a little, he couldn't take out a weapon for his disciples, and he wanted Wang Ziyi to take it, besides, he himself had a high-level weapon, or the previous sect master left, otherwise, with his realm, where could he have a high-level weapon?

"Give this mirror to the two of you, let me defeat them!" Wang Ziyi said, indeed, with a high-level weapon, the monk can really fight across ranks.

They originally thought that Wang Ziyi was just lending them the mirror temporarily, but they didn't expect it to be given directly to the two of them, and the surprise in their hearts can be imagined.

Monsoon took the mirror and directly dripped blood to recognize the master, the two are brothers, but they don't care about these.

The difference between high-level weapons and low-level weapons is that high-level weapons are easy to use, unlike low-level weapons, which cannot exert their power without sacrifice.

After the monsoon dripped blood and recognized the master, his eyes lit up, and then his hands were divided, and the mirror was directly divided into two, like yin and yang Pisces, but the color was the same, and the silver light was shining.

"This is the Bright Moon Mirror!Lower-grade high-level, it can be divided into two parts, but the power will be reduced!" Ji Feng said excitedly, so that both of them had a pseudo-high-level weapon, the power was equally terrifying, and it would not be lower than the best mid-level.

Monsoon Ji Yun alone had a pseudo-high-level weapon, and his confidence increased greatly, and he walked to the opposite side, ready to fight at any time.

The two of them each have a high-level weapon, and they suddenly became the focus of everyone, everyone was a little red-eyed, and one by one showed a greedy color, even those sect masters were no exception, you know, they are not like the Wuji faction, they were big factions before, and now the sect masters don't even have a high-level weapon in their hands, seeing Wang Ziyi casually take out a high-level weapon, his heart was shocked, looking at the eyes of the monsoon Ji Yun, revealing fiery greed.

"You two, just let the horses come!" Monsoon Ji Yun was full of confidence at this time, holding a high-level weapon, and his whole body was suddenly full of power, that was not an illusion, it was the combat power given by a high-level weapon, and it was a real combat power increase.

"Look for death! Even if you hold high-level weapons, you will still be defeated!"

Gong Asuo and Hao Songyan let out a low cry and rushed forward, although there was a trace of timidity in their hearts, but their usual arrogance did not allow them to be revealed.

"Phew"

Monsoon Jiyun shot at the same time, and the two mirrors emitted silver pillars of light at the same time, shooting towards the two of them, and a terrifying aura swept through the four fields, and everyone changed color one after another. (To be continued.) )