Three Puritanism, on the Qingyue Peak!

For more than ten years, Qingyue Peak has only had three people, and it has been very depressed. After Meng Haoran's two disciples left, Qingyue Peak was left with Meng Haoran alone, but it seemed even more depressed, if it weren't for the fact that people could often see Meng Haoran standing on the top of Qingyue Peak practicing, others would still think that Qingyue Peak was no longer empty.

This time, the Qingyue Peak was completely different from the depression of the past, only to see a lot of figures on the Qingyue Peak, chattering, noisy, and noisy, among which there were some gray-haired old men.

"Sect Master, there is only one person left in this Qingyue Peak, and there is only one person in the huge Qingyue Peak, but it is too wasteful. And the old man's Changchun Peak can no longer accommodate so many disciples, the old man begged the sect master to abolish Qingyue Peak and let me wait to stay in Qingyue Peak. ”

It was an old man with gray hair who spoke.

The old man looked ruddy and energetic, looking like a kind old man, but the words he said were unusually harsh.

Before Zhang Chenyuan could speak, another middle-aged man with a goat's beard stood up and pointed to Meng Haoran, who was standing calmly on the side.

"Sect Master, this Meng Haoran alone has occupied one of the main peaks of my Three Puritudes Sect, and tens of thousands of disciples of my Three Puritans can only squeeze on the Cold Moon Peak and the Water Moon Peak, which is really unfair to the disciples of my Three Puritans, the old man begged the sect master to agree and let Meng Haoran give up the Qingyue Peak. ”

As soon as the goat-bearded middle-aged man's words fell, another person stood up, also accusing Meng Haoran of occupying Qingyue Peak.

"Sect Master ......"

"Sect Master ......"

......

One after another, dozens of people all spoke up at once, and they all said the same thing, that is, to force Meng Haoran to give up Qingyue Peak.

Zhang Chenyuan just turned pale, standing there, motionless, letting the people around him make noise, and he didn't mean to speak.

And Zhang Chenyuan's most proud disciple, Zhao Wuyun, stood behind him.

Zhao Wuyun's face was also very ugly, although he also agreed to ask Meng Haoran to give up Qingyue Peak, but Meng Haoran had already agreed before to let him use the Void Formation Gate with Duan Fan and go to the Central Divine Prefecture.

In this way, Zhao Wuyun is still very grateful to Meng Haoran, as soon as he sees so many people accusing Meng Haoran today, especially in front of his master, seeing the appearance of those people's 'excitement', he almost climbed to the top of Zhang Chenyuan's head, how can Zhao Wuyun stand it?

It's just that these people are all elders of the Three Qing Sect with considerable strength and prestige, and their strength is above the seventh order of the Death Realm, and at this time they have already been wrapped up in a mess, and they can't be easily provoked.

Even Zhang Chenyuan can't do anything to them.

From beginning to end, Meng Haoran just stood there leisurely, like a person who had nothing to do, with a faint smile on his face, as if everyone present was not accusing him at all, but praising him.

Finally, the gray-haired old man who spoke at the beginning couldn't help it, turned around, glared at Meng Haoran angrily, and said angrily: "Meng Haoran, the old man asked you, do you let Qingyue Peak or not." ”

Meng Haoran just put his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his face, and he couldn't tell what he meant.

When the gray-haired old man saw this, he surged with anger, snorted coldly, and said in a strange way: "Meng Haoran, don't forget, it was the old man who led you into the Three Puritans Sect with his own hands, and now your wings are stiff, don't you take the old man, the benefactor, in your eyes?"

Meng Haoran glanced at the gray-haired old man lightly, and was very disdainful in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

The gray-haired old man in front of him was named Xu Zuyi, one of the oldest elders in the Three Qing Sect, and his prestige was terrifying.

Xu Zuyi has lived for more than 500 years, and in a few years, he will only be able to return to the West, so even the sect of the Three Qing Sects is polite to him.

When Xu Zuyi led Meng Haoran into the Three Qing Sects, Xu Zuyi was the cultivation of the ninth order of the Death Killing Realm, after so many years, Xu Zuyi still stayed at the ninth order of the Death Killing Realm, and his cultivation not only did not progress, but also faintly regressed slightly.

Of course, this is also because Xu Zuyi has given up the idea of taking a step forward, and what he is doing now is for the sake of future generations, so he is not afraid of offending Zhang Chenyuan and Meng Haoran at all.

"Hmph, Meng Haoran, don't think that if you don't open your mouth, we won't be able to cure you. ”

"That is, even if you are strong and there are so many of us together, you can still help us. ”

For a while, there was another burst of gossip, and these spearheads moved away from Zhang Chenyuan and fell on Meng Haoran's body.

It's just that to everyone's disappointment, Meng Haoran was carrying his hands behind his back from beginning to end, with a faint smile on his face, and it seemed that the person in front of him was telling him a joke. made everyone present blow their beards and stare at them, feeling that they were playing the piano to the cow and doing useless work.

In fact, the Three Puritans are much more united and friendly than Kongtong Mountain.

Although everyone usually has some disputes for the sake of interests, under normal circumstances, they will not make a big move, and it is the first time that dozens of people have attacked Meng Haoran together like today.

However, at this moment, a young man's joking voice came from the sky.

"Ha Luha, Brother Meng, why haven't you seen me for a few days, and my brother has provoked so many people?"

Hearing this, everyone present looked in the direction from which the voice came.

I saw a few figures in the distance walking quickly towards Qingyue Peak, and in just a moment, those people came to Qingyue Peak.

The leader was a handsome young man. The young man was like a lone lamp in the dark night, one could see him at a glance, and wherever he stood, he became his center.

And beside the young people, there are four beautiful women, one big, three small, and four beauties.

These four beauties are all rare in the world, and they stand next to the young people like this, adding boundless brilliance to the young people.

Yes, this group of people is Duan Fan and his party.

Most of the people present didn't know Duan Fan and the others, but it didn't mean that they didn't know the goods, everyone present was a human spirit, and as soon as Duan Fan appeared on Qingyue Peak, they felt that something was wrong.

Zhang Chenyuan and Zhao Wuyun were surprised at first when they saw Duan Fan appear, especially when Duan Fan was still with four beauties who had captivated the country and the city, and then they were overjoyed.

Meng Haoran just stood there with a smile, as if Duan Fan's appearance didn't cause him much emotion.

Duan Fan didn't pay attention to the strange eyes of everyone present, but took Ting Yu and Xiangxiang to Meng Haoran's side, and said with a smile: "Brother Meng, I haven't seen you for a few days, and the situation of my brother is very bad!"

Meng Haoran smiled faintly. "Nothing, brother, I have already been inviolable, just a group of clowns' accusations, and my brother still doesn't let go of his eyes. ”

"Meng Haoran, you dare to say that we are clowns!"

As soon as Xu Zuyi and the others heard Meng Haoran's words, they immediately jumped up, pointed at Meng Haoran's nose, and almost scolded. "Meng Haoran, you ungrateful thing, the old man was ...... back then"

"Alright, old man, where did you get all this nonsense. Before Xu Zuyi's words were finished, he was unceremoniously interrupted by Duan Fan.

"What are you?" Xu Zuyi turned his head to look at Duan Fan, although Duan Fan was a cultivator of the seventh order of the Death Killing Realm, Xu Zuyi knew in his heart that Duan Fan's strength was definitely above the seventh order of the Death Killing Realm.

But Xu Zuyi will not be afraid of Duan Fan, what really makes Xu Zuyi jealous is the beautiful and moving Tingyu who stands by Duan Fan's side, like the sister next door.

Ting Yu is a true master of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

Although Ting Yu did not deliberately reveal his cultivation, Ting Yu's cultivation of the first order of the Dragon Realm stood in the middle of everyone, which also made most of the people present feel uncomfortable.

"Hmph, what are you?"

Ting Yu has now regarded Duan Fan as his lifelong entrustment, so everything is for Duan Fan's sake, at this time, seeing that Xu Zuyi dared to insult Duan Fan, he immediately slapped Xu Zuyi on the head unceremoniously.

Xu Zuyi was just an ordinary Death-Killing Realm ninth-order martial artist, Ting Yu's strength doubled after surviving the Heavenly Tribulation, and with her slap, Xu Zuyi was knocked over and stayed on the ground almost without any resistance, unable to move.

Suddenly, the faces of the elders of the Three Qing Sect showed anger, and they glared at Duan Fan and the others one by one, and some had even secretly mobilized Dantian Zhenyuan, preparing to kill Duan Fan, a hairy boy who was so arrogant, with Zhang Chenyuan.

"Hehe, you want to do it with me?"

Duan Fan squinted at the elders of the Three Puritude Sects, and a flash of disdain flashed across his face. For Duan Fan, these people were a group of wine bags and rice bags, and if he wanted to, he could easily kill these people with a casual shot.

"Boy, this is the Three Puritans, not a place for you to go wild. I advise you to be arrested and wait for the disposal of my Sanqing Sect Master Zhang, otherwise...... Hmph!"

A middle-aged elder stood up and threatened Duan Fan.

Duan Fan didn't speak, just glanced at Ting Yu.

Ting Yu understood, smiled, delicate as a peach blossom, raised his hand slightly, and slapped it lightly, knocking the middle-aged man who spoke to the ground, and couldn't get up.

When the surrounding people saw this, they couldn't help but be surprised, took a step back, and all of them stood behind Zhang Chenyuan, glaring at Duan Fan, Ting Yu and the others.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen's expression on his face was still gloomy, but a flash of light flashed in the depths of his eyes.