"Little friend." Several Taiyi monks who were secretly observing couldn't help it anymore. They showed up and stopped Feng Yun Shang with a smile.

"I have met all the seniors." Fengyun Shang took a step back, bowed slightly, and the Laojun sword on his waist was slightly unsheathed. Qingyun also wrapped around Fengyun Shang's body, exuding bursts of Taoist charm.

"My little friend, you are really good at it." The Taiyi who spoke had a gloomy look on his face. His disciple was killed, so naturally he didn't feel good about it. But this was secondary. What really concerned him was his face.

His face, the face of Yujiang Empire, the face of Yujiang Sanqing.

Since Fengyun Shang entered the city, he showed no sign of kindness and was very arrogant. They could guess to some extent that the Lord of Fu Shang City was not a kind person.

If Fengyun Shang really suppressed them and the news reached the ears of Yujiang Sanqing, they would not be able to bear it.

"Senior, you are so complimentary." A flash of purple sky thunder flashed in Fengyun Shang's eyes, and the charm of Sanqing Dao passed away in a flash, but it still scared those Taiyi monks to take a step back.

The fear and hierarchy that have been engraved in their bones almost made them kneel down.

"City Master Fu Shang is worthy of being a disciple of Sanqing. His abilities are much higher than those rotten shrimps we trained." City Master Yujiang City strolled over and said with a smile. He waved his embroidered robe and blocked it.

The charm of Sanqing Taoism in Fengyun Shang was broken.

Fengyun Shang took a step back, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. With such ability, I am afraid that this person is not far away from the realm of Sanqing.

"Sanqing is Sanqing. Even in training disciples, he is better than countless others like me." City Lord Yujiang smiled, waved his hands to those Taiyi monks to retreat, and said to Fengyun Shang: "In three days, I will hold a meeting

I hope to invite the Lord of Fushang City to the banquet."

"It's such an honor." Fengyun Shang leaned forward slightly, and the Laojun Sword slid out again. The sword's intention was even stronger, cutting cleanly the Dao Yun and momentum that Yujiang City Lord was oppressing.

"I have heard for a long time that of the Yujiang Sanqing lineage, except for the youngest son, the descendants have lived in the northwest for a long time and have done nothing. The descendants of the other sons are mostly invincible. Even the Sanqing monks are not rare." Fengyun Shang straightened his waist and sneered.

There was a sound.

The Lord of Yujiang City looked a little ugly. They were both descendants of Yujiang Sanqing, but they could only live in the northwest, so they were naturally unhappy. Now that Feng Yun Shang had uncovered the scars, they were naturally very angry.

With a flick of his sleeve, he knocked Feng Yun Shang away. When he saw a little blood flowing from the corner of Feng Yun Shang's mouth, he sneered and said, "Young man, you still have to learn how to advance and retreat."

"Thank you, senior, for reminding me." Fengyun Shang stood up, coughed, and responded with a smile.

The information about the Yujiang lineage provided to him by Taoist Duobao quickly emerged in his mind. In the northwest of the ancient tribe, there were four Sanqing empires, among which the Yujiang Empire was the most powerful.

In this empire, there is not only Yujiang Sanqing who has the path to the Three Purities and is not necessarily weaker than Hongjun, but there are also two Sanqing monks who also come from this empire. It is really powerful and boundless. If it weren't for Yujiang Sanqing's layout of the entire ancient

The clan must drive a nail in the northwest. The Yujiang Empire has long gone to the most prosperous place to fight for hegemony.

There are five parents and children of Yujiang Sanqing. Among them, except for the youngest son in the northwest, he died without achieving the position of Sanqing. The other parents and children are all in the realm of Sanqing, and their respective descendants also have many Sanqing monks. As for Yujiang's direct disciples, naturally they are also

There are many Sanqing monks.

It can be said that the descendants and disciples of Yu Jiang alone, taken together, there are fewer Sanqings among the ancient clan who are committed to resistance. Of course, there are still some differences in quality.

The leader of the ancient clan is not the only monk among the factions in the ancient clan who want to resist, and has followed the path of the Three Purities.

Feng Yun Shang stumbled back into the house, sat down cross-legged, and nursed back to his injuries. It was a helpless move to provoke the Lord of Yujiang City with words, lest he do something behind his back and make it impossible for him to survive today.

Now that he has said such words, no matter what, even if City Master Yujiang wants to kill him, he will have to wait until he defeats him to prove that Yujiang's lineage is still a strong one among the ancient tribes. No matter young or old, he has to wait until he defeats himself.

, regardless of realm.

For such a big person, most of the time, face trumps everything else.

As for whether the Lord of Yujiang City can choose a monk who is stronger than himself, Feng Yunshang thinks that it is probably possible. After all, he has not been practicing with Hongjun for a long time, and he only uses magic weapons to show off his power.

Moreover, there are still three days, whether it is to reward powerful magic weapons or to instill some Taoist cultivation, it is enough.

"However, you are too late." A smile appeared on Fengyun Shang's lips. Luo Jing will arrive tomorrow, and Yujiang City will change its owner. What else do I need to worry about?

As for why Luo Jing chose Yujiang City, Fengyun Shang guessed that it was probably the plan of the God Emperor and the patriarch of the ancient clan, who wanted to break Yujiang Sanqing's overall plan for the ancient clan.

As long as Luo Jing can lead Tianfu and gain the recognition of the immortals, not to mention Yujiang Sanqing, even ten more will not dare to become enemies of Tianfu before Tianfu has grown stronger.

After a night of silence, Feng Yun Shang sat cross-legged in the room, practicing quietly. The monks under his command sat cross-legged outside him, vaguely forming a formation, guarding Feng Yun Shang in the formation.

Several severed heads of the Jin Yan monks were placed on several key nodes to enhance the power of the formation. Under such a formation, the Jin Yan monks would come to sneak attack, and Feng Yun Shang was also confident that he would kill the Jin Yan monks.

Brother Yan was killed by his horse.

"Master (Father)." The current Lord of Yujiang City has been a disciple of Yujiang Sanqing for a hundred generations, and his bloodline has become much weaker. However, his bloodline is still extremely noble, because among the northwest Yujiang Empire, a

Monk Sanqing was his grandfather.

"That Fu Shang bullied people too much. I'll teach you a method so that you can understand it. You must defeat him in three days." The Lord of Yujiang City turned over his hands and said, "Just look at the palm of my hand."

Several monks looked at his palms and felt that the palm lines of Lord Yujiang contained endless avenues. Each palm line represented an extremely powerful magical power.

"City Lord, I'm afraid this is not enough." A Taiyi monk hesitated a little and said: "Fu Shang may not have used his full strength today, and he has the magic weapon given by Sanqing to protect him. I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat him.

.”

"It doesn't matter, I have informed Grandpa that in three days, the magic weapon of freedom will be given." Lord Yujiang smiled and said: "When it comes to fighting for the foundation of the Three Purities, our family has never been afraid of anyone."
Chapter completed!