Zhuge nodded nod, and at this time, a cold strange laugh came, and two men walked over from the side......

"Yo, this is the Taoist friend of the Yaohai faction, the number one faction in Qingzhou, why does it look so embarrassed. A young man in the age of ten walked up with a sneer on his face.

"The Yaohai faction is known as the number one faction in Qingzhou, I think it's in vain, and a few small demon beasts are so embarrassed. The other young man was a little older, about twenty-one or twelve, and he had an extraordinary aura, but he was equally sarcastic.

Several disciples of the Yaohai Sect immediately changed color, and one of them shouted, "What do you mean by this, are you belittling our Yaohai Sect?"

"Hmph! A mere Yaohai faction is not worth our belittlement. The man's face was grim and haughty, his hands were behind his back, and his chin was held high in triumph.

Several disciples of the Yaohai Sect were immediately furious, and they jumped up to shout with these two people.

"Who are they?" asked Zhuge Buliang in a low voice.

Su Yan frowned, and said: "They are the number one sect in Lizhou, and I heard that the Immortal Sect ranks eighth in Kyushu, and it is above our Yaohai Sect." ”

The young man from the Immortal Sect said: "The Yaohai Sect has already existed in name only, although it still occupies the tenth position in Kyushu, in my opinion, it is just empty and famous, and my Immortal Sect has not taken you seriously. ”

"What a big breath, do you dare to duel with me?" A disciple of the Yaohai Sect stood up and stared at the young man of the Yaohai Sect with resentment.

The young man snorted coldly: "What are you, dare me to shout?"

As soon as the words fell, a huge pressure rushed towards the disciple of the Yaohai Sect, and the disciple snorted, his face turned pale for a while, and he took a few steps back.

"Hmph, is there only this kind of waste in the Yaohai Sect?" the young man looked at the other Yaohai Sect disciples with a sneer.

Zhuge Buliang's pupils contracted, this young man of the Immortal Sect should be at least at the eighth layer of the foundation building period, and another younger person should also be about the fifth layer of the foundation building period. This is already a leader among the younger generation.

At this time, the cultivators of the surrounding major factions were also attracted to come over, and they gathered here one after another, looking like they wanted to watch a good show.

At this moment, the young man of the Immortal Sect was even more imposing, and sneered: "If you Yaohai Sect are all this kind of characters, I think you should go back to your home, so as not to ask others to retreat when fighting with demon beasts!"

"You... Your Immortal Sect is too arrogant!"

"Too much deception!"

The disciples of the Yaohai faction sneered one after another, their faces showed resentment, and it was simply a naked shame to be said like this in front of the major factions in Lizhou.

"I'm here to challenge you!" another Yaohai Sect disciple stood up, and a long sword appeared in his hand with a flash of brilliance, and the long sword was raised upward, pointing directly at the young man of the Immortal Sect.

"It's just three layers of foundation building period, and it's just the flower of rice grains!" The young man of the Immortal Yi Sect flicked his robe sleeves with extreme conceit, and in an instant, that majestic force came out again, and the Yaohai Sect disciple flew out, spurting out a large mouthful of blood in midair.

"As I said, the Yaohai faction is a bunch of rubbish!" the young man said with his hands behind his back and a cold and arrogant face.

"Zheng!"

The sword roared, and a dazzling golden sword light tore through the air, heading straight for the youth of the Immortal Sect.

The young man of the Immortal Sect also showed a trace of solemnity, raised his hand and pointed, and a cold qi forced out, instantly condensing into an ice shield in front of him.

"Bell!"

The golden sword struck the ice shield, and there was a metallic sound.

Zhuge Ming walked out with a silent face, the long sword in his hand stabbed out, and his body approached the young man of the Immortal Sect like a phantom, and on his body, there seemed to be a dragon qi lingering.

"Bang!"

The young man of the Immortal Sect threw a punch, and then his body quickly pushed away, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"You can do it, it seems that your Yaohai Sect is not all pustules!" The young man of the Immortal Sect smiled, and a folding fan appeared in his hand, and the folding fan drew a geographical map of mountains and rivers. The young man gently shook the folding fan, and it flew long, but there was a bit of graceful momentum.

"You haven't seen the really powerful people of our Yaohai Sect yet. Zhuge Ming sneered, the god approached like a long rainbow, and the long sword brought a crisp dragon groan, as if there was a golden dragon wrapped around the sword.

"Retreat!"

The young man of the Immortal Sect snorted lightly, pointed at the folding fan in his hand, and suddenly a burst of qi came, and Zhuge Ming's sword qi was all shattered.

This folding fan turned out to be a magic weapon that is not weak!!

The folding fan in the young man's hand waved again, and several shining ice crystals pierced out, tearing through the air like a sharp flying knife, shooting towards Zhuge Ming.

"Whew"

The dragon groaned, and a golden dragon shadow really flew out of Zhuge Ming's sword, and the golden dragon roared, sweeping in all directions, and the surrounding air wrapped in those ice crystals were all scattered, forming a unique vacuum area.

The cultivators who were watching the battle not far away suddenly let out a sigh. Zhuge Buliang was even more shocked, because the aura of the golden dragon that Zhuge Ming played now was exactly the same as the dragon spirit vein that had appeared a few years ago!

"Very good, you deserve to be my Xu Fei's opponent. The young man of the Immortal Sect called himself Xu Fei, swaying the folding fan in his hand, still with a titan and calm expression.

"Xu Fei, are you Xu Fei, one of the top ten young masters of the Immortal Sect?" An indifferent voice sounded, Jin Yao walked up, and the heavy pressure unique to the Jin Dan period made everyone's hearts sink, and the embarrassed cultivator not far away suddenly quieted down.

Jin Yao stood still and said coldly: "Dare to be so blinded to the Yaohai Sect, Senior Brother Zhuge , you just give it a go and let them know that my Yaohai Sect is not bullied." ”

Hearing this, Zhuge Ming's eyes lit up and nodded.

The cultivators of the major factions who were watching the battle around also came to their senses, but they didn't expect such a good show to come out on the boring night. Among these cultivators, a middle-aged man and an old man looked at this scene faintly, calm and relaxed. I only heard the middle-aged man say: "This disciple of the Yaohai Sect has an extraordinary spirit, and his cultivation techniques are also extremely special. ”

The old man next to him nodded: "He is indeed a little guy with good talents, but unfortunately he is not Xu Fei's opponent." ”

Zhuge Buliang let out a long roar, and Jin Guanghua turned into a dragon shadow around his body, dazzling, he opened his mouth and spit out two flying swords, the two flying swords were like long rainbows, crossing and slashing towards Xu Fei.

"A pneumatic mountain and river!" Xu Fei raised the folding fan in his hand, this fan is called the mountain and river fan, which is a high-level magic weapon. The mountains and rivers swept out a large blue curtain of light, sweeping in like the Nine Heavens Milky Way falling.

The sound is like waves, and the waves crash on the shore.

The sound of the waves and the roar of the dragon were intertwined, and a fierce wind swept through, and the cultivators of the major sects in the distance all felt unsteady on their feet, and their skin was painful due to the biting cold wind and the pressing edge.

Zhuge Ming and Xu Fei fought together, and the two flying swords crisscrossed each other, constantly slashing towards Xu Fei.

And Xu Fei was still calm and comfortable, interspersed freely between the two flying swords, and the mountain and river fan spread out in the wind, turning into a huge fan shadow dancing. Xu Fei carried his hands behind his back, his posture was chic and free, and the eyes of the female disciples of the major factions around him were flooded, revealing the color of a nymphomaniac.

Zhuge Buliang stood not far away, looking at Zhuge Ming on the field, and secretly said in his heart, Zhuge Ming's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has advanced to the fifth layer of the foundation building period. And his temperament has also undergone earth-shaking changes, the golden dragon protects his body, as if he is a real dragon.