Just as Chen Yu took Chen Shan and turned around to leave, suddenly a discordant voice came again,

"Daoyouxiu has to leave in a hurry."

At this moment, a long-faced monk dressed in the clothes of a disciple of Tianxuan Peak suddenly flew to the heads of the three of Chenyu in Tengyun.

"Fellow Daoists, don't leave in a hurry, as a person who came on the golden ladder, why can't you discuss the Tao with me and other dull monks, so that we and these fellow brothers and sisters can improve their understanding,. ”

The monk said sarcastically, and at this moment many other monks of both sexes also flew in, apparently to join in the fun.

"A noisy fly"

Chenyu spat out a sentence coldly, and without looking up at him, he was about to take Chen Shan and continue to walk like a residence.

"Slow"

Another white-faced male monk dressed in the costume of a disciple of Tianxuan Peak snorted coldly, and then flew down in front of Chenyu and Chen Shan.

"What a big shelf, my Senior Brother Qian Zou wants to invite you to talk about the Dao, but you want to leave, are you relying on your so-called talent to despise me and other official disciples of the Dao Garden?"

The person who came directly put on a big hat that despised everyone to Chenyu.

"So how do you want to?"

Chenyu glanced at the monk indifferently, and his indifferent eyes made his heart cold inexplicably, and he subconsciously took a step back.

"Me"

The white-faced monk was a little embarrassed by his subconscious retreat.

"I came to invite you to discuss the Tao on behalf of all the official disciples of the Two Peaks, but you are so domineering, you are simply contemptuous, no, you are ignoring the identity of our and other official disciples. “

The long-faced monk named Qian Zou from before also fell in front of Chen Yu, and then shouted righteously.

"I'm domineering, so what are your words and deeds, is it a mad dog barking, or an evil cultivator who deliberately makes trouble with me, and even says it so justifiably, I also obey your big face that supports the façade. ”

Chen Yu replied coldly.

"You bastard (bastard boy), as a dignified cultivator of the Holy Land, my disciple of the Liuxin Dao Garden, actually spoke foul language, such a bastard, how can he deserve to practice here, it is simply insulting to the reputation of the Holy Land. ”

The long-faced monk felt humiliated, and then pointed at Chenyu and shouted.

"Senior brothers, don't misunderstand, this Daoist friend is not an official disciple of my Dao Garden now, didn't you see that the clothes on his body belong to the miscellaneous disciples of Lingwang Peak,"

Gao Yuyao, who was standing in the air on the other side, stepped on the gray clouds at this time, clasped his arms with both hands, and suddenly spoke, the meaning of his words was afraid that he was reminding him of this, and his heart should be punished.

"By the way, this senior brother didn't remind me but forgot, although the person in front of me came from the Golden Ladder, he would rather be a miscellaneous disciple on Lingwang Peak than come to my Tianxuan Peak to practice, I guess he thinks that he has excellent talent and extraordinary potential, and he is unwilling to succumb to our Tianxuan Peak."

The white-faced monk and the long-faced monk Qian Zou had already discovered that Chen Yu's cultivation was only in the late stage of the Xuan Dao Qi Refining Realm, which was far inferior to the cultivation of the two of them in the foundation building period, otherwise they would not dare to easily embarrass Chen Yu together. At this time, he said mockingly.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Jianhuo, what kind of person who climbs the golden ladder is just a big luck, and I just happened to bump into a mistake in my Dao Yuan Connecting Formation, otherwise this kind of waste wood would have to climb the Golden Mountain. ”

The long-faced monk Qian Zou said sarcastically in a different tone.

In fact, these two people were embarrassed by Chen Yu today, mainly because they couldn't release their jealousy and resentment against the blue-robed man's momentum and talent before, and Chen Yu had also climbed the golden ladder before, and the people who had been more or less harmed were scolded by Elder Zizhao, so in their eyes, Chen Yutong, a miscellaneous disciple who had cultivated only the Xuan Dao Qi Refining Realm, bore the brunt of their anger.

"Have you ever heard of the saying that a tiger will let others treat him as a sick cat if he doesn't use his power,"

Chen Yu looked indifferently at the two Tianxuan Peak monks in front of him.

At this time, Chen Shan stood nervously beside Chen Yu, although his cultivation was only in the late stage of the Martial Dao Qing Void Realm, but he did not leave Chen Yu behind, but stood by Chen Yu's side. I was ready to be beaten with Chenyu in my heart.

As for Huang Zhishan, he turned his brain repeatedly, thinking about whether to stand with Chen Yu, after all, their friendship is not strictly speaking, and they have only met a few times, it is difficult for him to stand with Chen Yu at this time to offend the old cultivator whose strength is obviously higher than his own.

"Tiger, sick cat, haha, you are still a tiger, use a sick cat to describe you and I are afraid of other people's cats and my anxious eyes?"

The white-faced monk named Jianhuo laughed when he heard Chenyu's culture.

At this time, there were already many figures standing in the air all around, all watching this farce.

Chen Yu glanced at the monks around him with cold eyes, and found that everyone's expressions were eager to fight below, and they were not afraid of big things when they saw the excitement, especially the Xuandao monk named Gao Yuyao.

"Excuse me,"

Chen Yu calmed down for a moment, and then said coldly.

"Ah, did you see that the boy in blue just now looked cool and handsome, and then learned to pretend to be cold,"

The long-faced monk smiled humbly.

"It's okay for us to get out of the way, bow down and call us an ancestor, and then hand over a thousand drops of yuan liquid, and we will give you a convenience."

The white-faced monk Jianhuo added.

"The two Taoist friends raised their noble hands, don't hurt the harmony of their own brothers and sisters, and practice in the same Daoyuan, it is really fate, and a meager gift is not a tribute. ”

At this time, Huang Zhishan came to the white-faced monk and said respectfully, while holding a mass of silver-white liquid in his hand, which looked like about a few hundred drops of Yuan liquid.

The long-faced monk Qian Zou glanced at Huang Zhishan in surprise, and then turned his hand and put away the yuan liquid in Huang Zhishan's hand, but said coldly.

"I'm sorry, I've never been my own brother with Cangwu Peak disciples"

"You,"

Huang Zhishan was angry for a while, pointed at Qian Zou, and shouted.

"You owe a beating"

Chen Yu couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and then added,

"There's another slut,"

"Three bastards, if I don't teach you a lesson, I don't know how to write the words I am afraid of"

The white-faced monk named Jianhuo couldn't help but be furious when he heard Chen Yu call him a slut, and then flew back, and at the same time, his hands suddenly pinched, and several fist-sized fireballs appeared in front of his chest.

At the same time, the long-faced monk Qian Zou also flew back, for fear that he would be affected by Jianhuo's attack.

"Go"

"Whoosh"

Several fireballs suddenly left Jianhuo's chest, and shot quickly towards the three of Chenyu, and the wind became larger in the process of flying.

"Get out of the way,"

Seeing this, Huang Zhishan shouted, and flew in front of Chen Yu and Chen Shan, solemnly put on a strange posture, and then quietly slapped three palms forward,

Seeing this, Chen Yu's eyebrows curled, and he was surprised that Huang Zhishan had resisted the attack. But there was still no nervousness in his expression.

As for Chen Shan, he was nervous to death, after all, for him, this kind of offensive could not be taken by ten himself, and a fireball was estimated to burn him to a charred corpse.

"Bang Bang~"

I saw that Huang Zhishan's three palms were innocent and unremarkable, and they actually made three brown palm prints in the air, bursting all the fireballs emitted by the white-faced monk's Jianhuo.

Chen Yu's spiritual sense swept away, and he detected a spiritual pressure from Huang Zhishan, who made a move, that was not weaker than the middle stage of the Martial Dao Qing Reality Realm.

As for the white-faced monk who made the move, he looked like a cultivator in the middle of the Xuandao Foundation Realm, and it seemed that his cultivation was relatively between Huang Zhishan.