The person who said that he was a young man in blue with thin lips, his eyes were narrow and narrow, his face slightly narrowed. He obviously enjoyed the feeling of being the focus, and actually shook a fan and gently shook it.

"Maybe you don't know that even if you have enough immortality, you will not be able to join the Xuanqing Sect. You can only join the branch sect of the Xuanqing Sect." The young man in blue was very satisfied and was paid attention to by everyone and continued to expose the news.

The people who sought immortals were in a state of turmoil, and some people couldn't help but say, "How did you know? Besides, you also want to join the Xuanqing Sect branch."

The young man in blue silhouetted the fan in his hand and he closed it.

Ye Chen was a little surprised. The folding fan in the hand of the young man in blue turned out to be a spiritual weapon. There was a slight blue electric light at the end of the fan, which made people frightened.

"The Xuanqing Sect is well-known in the world of Taoism. It is a giant sect, composed of hundreds or thousands of branches and small sects. I think everyone present has been in the fate of the small sect for the rest of their lives. If you want to become a formal disciple of the Xuanqing Sect, there is basically no hope." The young man in blue was very arrogant. He spoke wildly and commented on the immortal seekers present, and suddenly became the focus of everyone present.

Many people showed anger on their faces, and some ridiculed him: "Young-mouthed child dares to speak wildly. You are only in the middle stage of the innate realm and are far from reaching the perfect realm. Many people here are stronger than you, so are you not afraid of being taught a lesson!"

"Which kid is this kid? I really deserve to teach you a good lesson!"

"He probably hasn't left the house yet, so he might as well go home and have a breastfeed."

Others also scolded each other, and several steady people in the crowd came forward to persuade: "This brother, please be careful of your words, otherwise the disaster will come from your mouth."

The young man in blue opened and closed his fan, his eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous light. There was a hint of sneer on his lips, ignoring the advice of several people, looking directly at a big man in yellow clothes and said, "You said you wanted to teach me a lesson from Mr. Wanning?"

The strong man in yellow was fearless. His cultivation had reached the level of great perfection in the innate realm. He stepped forward and said, "Yes, it's exactly what I said, I don't like you, that's all."

The young man in blue suddenly took action and forced the strong man in yellow to the front of the strong man in yellow. The folding fan in his hand spread out with a sound, and the powerful electric light swept to the strong man in yellow.

"Clam"

The strong man in yellow reacted quickly and quickly pulled out a scimitar and blocked his forehead.

"puff"

The folding fan in Wanning's hand shot out electric lights, instantly disintegrating the body-protecting true energy covered with the strong man in yellow. It was like a bamboo shoot and slashed downwards, and amid the screams of everyone, he slashed his entire body from head to toe into two halves!

"Hiss~~"

A breath of breath came from the crowd, and many people showed fear and quickly retreated. The person who had just mocked Wan Ning also closed their mouths. They could not have imagined that this young man in blue was so decisive and dared to kill an immortal seeker in Xuanqing Gate!

Wan Ning sneered repeatedly, his eyes swept at all the seekers of immortality. Wherever he looked, people would involuntarily lower their heads and avoid his gaze, which made him very satisfied and a little fluttering.

At this time, a thin yellow-faced man laughed. His face turned yellow and looked very obscene, but he could not behave like a handsome man. He turned out to be a martial arts master at the peak of his life.

He looked at Wan Ning with a flattering look and said, "I tell you! Mr. Wan Ning's brother Wan Fang is a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect. He has a respectable status and is completely beyond the reach of those disciples of the branch sects. Mr. Wan Ning has excellent qualifications in his practice, and he will inevitably become a monk in the future. It is not impossible to become an outer disciple at that time."

Wan Ning didn't say a word, but was obviously very satisfied with the thin man's flattery. He enjoyed this superlative sense of superiority.

The group of immortal seekers dared not speak out. Even a warrior in the great perfection of the innate realm was easily killed. How dare they speak?

Wan Ning was floating, and a disharmonious voice sounded: "I said which dog is barking, it turns out to be a fool's second generation ancestor and a dog-legged boy."

Wan Ning was furious, looked around and shouted coldly: "Who is the one who hides his head and tail?"

The thin man also shouted: "Who is the courageless coward? How dare you show up and see me!"

No one stood up to admit that Ye Chen and Cheng Rou kept watching quietly. At this moment, they couldn't help but smile. This second-generation ancestor was so annoying. Some people mocked him, which really made people feel a little happy.

The thin man's eyes turned, and suddenly noticed the smiling Ye Chen and Cheng Rou. He couldn't help but feel angry and shouted angrily: "It's you two? What a big courage!"

Wan Ning also looked over with an unhappy look, his face was gloomy, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

Ye Tianchen looked at the thin man with his eyes squinted: "Which dog eye did you see this uncle speak?"

"I haven't taught a lesson for a long time..." Cheng Rou stared at the thin man with malicious intentions. His powerful aura as a congenital master locked him, making him feel like he fell into an ice cellar, his hands and feet were cold, his limbs were numb, and he could not tremble at all.

"Although the dog legs are annoying, the dog owner lets the dog out to bark, which is no different from the dog!" Ye Chen's mouth was also very vicious, and Wan Ning immediately cast his gloomy eyes.

Ye Chen and Cheng Rou stood up and the two of them were fearless. Not wanting to cause trouble does not mean they were afraid of trouble.

"Hula"

Some of the seekers of immortals around avoided them, fearing that they would cause trouble. Cheng Rou looked at the people who were avoiding them and curled her lips disdainfully: "It's fine if you guys are afraid of causing trouble, but you don't have any courage. You still want to ask for immortals and ask?"

Only a weak young man with Wenwen stayed. His name was Feng Junwen, dressed as a scholar and looked very delicate. He hesitated to Ye Chen and Cheng Ju: "Two, you should not show off, so as not to cause trouble..."

Ye Chen smiled and shook his head, his eyes were extremely firm: "I came to seek the truth, so I was naturally ready to overcome all obstacles and open up the path... As for the second-generation ancestor master opposite, he is not even a stumbling block for me!"

His words revealed strong confidence, and he talked to the weak young man on his own, completely ignoring Wan Ning, which made his face so gloomy that it could drip out of water, and his eyes flashed with cold light, calculating some vicious plan.

"Bang!" Wan Ning shook the folding fan of the spiritual weapon in his hand and opened it. The thin man immediately felt that the pressure applied by Cheng Rou had been reduced, and hurriedly retreated behind Wan Ning, sweating profusely.

The thin man jumped away with a "rubbing". This guy also had the reputation of knowing himself. He was just a acquired cultivation. If he had not relied on Wan Ning's support, he would never dare to speak wildly here.

"I want to see what skills do you two have!" Wan Ning shouted, and the folding fan in his hand was like a butterfly, shooting out electric lights. He kept changing his direction, leaving behind afterimages, intending to attack.

Cheng Rou is as ethereal as smoke, with agile figure. She is a hero among women. She also has a majestic momentum in her actions. She quickly pulled out her spiritual weapon and flew sword, rushed past, and slashed towards Wanning.

Wan Ning sneered, but when the sharp sword head approached him and the cold wind that tore the air caused his cheeks to stir up goose bumps, his face suddenly changed: "Spirit, spiritual weapon flying sword?!"

He quickly retreated, and at the same time, the folding fan quickly opened, blocking the two vital points of his cheeks and throat, and his body suddenly retreated.

Cheng Rou has rich combat experience and is good at seizing the opportunity. She rushed up immediately and fought with Wan Ning.
Chapter completed!