"Don't... don't!"

Hao Qian shook her head repeatedly, her face turned pale with fright. If she really did that, she would really be embarrassed to see others.

"Wei Xuan, do you dare?"

Hao Feng looked at Wei Xuan and shouted angrily.

"Hmph, what am I afraid of?"

Wei Xuan shouted coldly and grabbed Hao Qian with one hand.

At this time, a large group of warriors gathered around, but they all looked like they were watching a good show and did not take action. Even the people from Tianshan Sect just watched and did not intervene.

Bang!

At this moment, a dull sound sounded, and Xiao Yifeng suddenly took action and knocked this guy away.

Hao Qian watched Xiao Yifeng take action, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, who are you? How dare you meddle in other people's business!"

Wei Xuan fell to the ground, coughed a few times, and looked at Xiao Yifeng, with a flash of anger in his eyes.

"It's not good to do this in public. You are insulting the martial ethics of warriors!"

Xiao Yifeng said calmly.

"If you mind your own business, go to hell!"

Wei Xuan shouted loudly and punched Xiao Yifeng, all the strength he had in the early stages of entering the Saint Realm exploded.

Bang!

Click!

Before Wei Xuan could get close to Xiao Yifeng, the latter kicked him out, sending the guy flying away on the spot. The bones in his chest were shattered, and he fell to the ground wailing and screaming.

"Xuan'er!"

At this time, a sad and angry voice sounded, and several figures rushed over from a distance. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe. Looking at Wei Xuan's miserable state, he rushed over with an angry and painful look on his face.

He helped Wei Xuan up.

"Father, help me take revenge! Ahem..."

Wei Xuan kept vomiting blood from his mouth and pointed at Xiao Yifeng, his eyes full of hatred.

"Damn it, you hurt my son!"

Wei Xuan's father handed over Wei Xuan to others to take care of him. His eyes stared at Xiao Yifeng with a cold light. A terrifying aura erupted from his body, and his strength had reached the peak of the Saint Realm.

Feeling the terrifying pressure from Wei Xuan's father, the faces of everyone around him changed. Hao Qian and Hao Feng also had expressions on their faces, while Xiao Yifeng looked relaxed and natural.

"Go to hell!"

Wei Xuan's father shouted loudly and attacked Xiao Yifeng with a palm.

boom!

Just when Xiao Yifeng was about to take action, a powerful force suddenly came and blew the guy away. He fell to the ground and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

A group of people came slowly from a distance. The leader was Jingxuan, the master of Tianyin Zhai, who was dressed in white. He was followed by Gu Qingcheng, who was also dressed in white, and several young female disciples.

All of them are masters above the Saint Realm, and they are young and beautiful. The person who made the move just now was Jingxuan.

"Thank you, Senior Jingxuan, for taking the initiative!"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Jingxuan clasping her fists and thanking her, and glanced at Gu Qingcheng, who also looked at him, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"It's okay. The thousand-year-old stalactite you gave me before has greatly increased my strength. This little thing is nothing?"

Jingxuan said with an indifferent expression.

"Who beats...the master of Tianyin Zhai!"

Wei Xuan's father fell to the ground, vomiting blood, and stood up clutching his chest. He was about to curse who attacked him, but when he saw Jingxuan, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of shock.

Obviously, he did not expect that the person who would attack him would be the Master of Tianyin Zhai, a well-known martial arts expert in the Chinese martial arts world.

"What? Do you have any objection?"

Jingxuan glanced at Wei Xuan's father and said with an indifferent expression.

"No, no!"

Wei Xuan's father shook his head quickly and quickly asked people to take Wei Xuan away quickly. Although he wanted to avenge his son, Jingxuan was not someone he could offend.

"Are you also here to participate in this martial arts conference?"

Jingxuan looked at Xiao Yifeng and asked.

"Um!"

Xiao Yifeng nodded.

"Qingcheng, are you also participating in this martial arts conference?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Gu Qingcheng.

"Well, Master asked me to come and participate in the training!"

Gu Qingcheng nodded.

"The little girl next to you is quite powerful!"

Jingxuan looked at Yan Ruyu and saw through her at a glance.

"Thank you for the compliment, senior!"

Yan Ruyu said respectfully and politely.

"Brother Xiao!"

At this time, an excited scream sounded, and a group of monks wearing cassocks appeared in the distance. They were from Lingyin Temple, and the leader was Wu Nian, the abbot of Lingyin Temple.

Wu Nian was followed by Wu Wei, the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall, and Wu Nu, the leader of the Luohan Hall. There were dozens of Lingyin Temple disciples, and Qijie was also among them. He looked at Xiao Yifeng and shouted directly, and rushed towards Xiao Yifeng.

.

"Qijie, we meet again."

Xiao Yifeng looked at Qijie and smiled slightly.

"Yes, it seems that you are really coming to participate in this martial arts conference."

Qijie looked at Xiao Yifeng and said with a smile.

"Of course, since I said it, I will definitely come!"

Xiao Yifeng spoke.

"Master Jingxuan, long time no see!"

At this time Wu Nian came over, first looked at Jing Xuan and said hello.

"Abbot Wu Nian!"

Jingxuan looked at Wu Nian and nodded slightly.

"Qijie, who is this?"

Then Wu Nian looked at Xiao Yifeng.

"Master, this is Xiao Yifeng. It's what I told you before. Without him, I still wouldn't be able to obtain the inheritance of the Holy Buddha."

Qijie curled his lips and said.

Qijie looked at Xiao Yifeng: "Brother Xiao, this is my master, Wu Nian, the abbot of Lingyin Temple."

"Abbot Wu Nian!"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Wu Nian and leaned forward slightly.

"You are young and have extraordinary strength. You will definitely be a dragon or a phoenix among people in the future!"

Wu Nian looked at Xiao Yifeng and said something.

"Thank you, Abbot, for the compliment!"

Xiao Yifeng smiled softly.

At this time, two other groups of monks came here. They were from Kasyapa Temple and Mingwang Temple, the other two major Buddhist and Taoist forces in the martial arts world. The leader of Kayapa Temple was an old monk with a white beard, wearing a cassock and holding a hand.

A scepter is none other than Wude, the abbot of Kasyapa Temple.

As for Mingwangji, there is a middle-aged monk wearing gray robes, with a gloomy face and sharp eyes. He is the death of the head of the four guardians of Mingwangji.

"Wude, you're here too. Long time no see, old guy!"

Wu Nian looked at Wu De and said with a smile.

"I heard that your disciple has obtained the inheritance of the Fighting Holy Buddha. Congratulations, I'm afraid your disciple can enter the top three in the martial arts conference this time."

Wu De looked at Wu Nian and said.

"That's just a fluke, and I heard that some of your disciples at Kasyapa Temple have already understood the Kasyapa Bible. I'm afraid they are no worse than my disciples who have received the inheritance of the Holy Buddha."

Wu Nian spoke and looked towards the Mingwang Temple.

"Why are you the only ones here today, where is Yuanji?"

Wu Nian asked.

"The abbot is in retreat for enlightenment, so I will lead a team to participate in this martial arts conference."
Chapter completed!