Immediately, the group disguised themselves a little and entered Qingyunmen with Zhao Tiefeng.

The name of Wu Heng has been named in the Shock Immortal Domain, but there are very few people who have seen its deity, and there are even fewer in Wu Kingdom.

So Wu Heng only needs to take a pseudonym.

Under the leadership of Zhao Tiefeng, the head of the family, they went all the way unimpeded, and Zhao Tiefeng told some elders that they were distant relatives who had come to take refuge with him. This matter must be kept secret, and there is no room for sloppiness, if it is accidentally leaked by anyone, it will be a catastrophe, so Zhao Tiefeng does not plan to tell anyone the truth.

Coming to the halfway point of Qingyun Mountain, several blue and white halls are magnificent.

Between the main hall and the main hall is a huge open space, which is the martial arts arena of Qingyunmen on weekdays.

Wu Heng saw that the martial arts arena was overcrowded, and there were many disciples in cyan costumes watching the ring, and counting carefully, there were at least three thousand Qingyunmen monks.

A dozen monks in red robes in the crowd were particularly eye-catching, with contempt, mockery, and unfriendly expressions on their faces.

"Those red-robed monks are from the Falling Mountain Sect, right?" Wu Heng asked.

"Yes, the sect master of the Luoshan Sect said that he brought his disciples to learn martial arts, but in fact, he came to dismantle the stage. Zhao Tiefeng nodded, and when he said this, anger flashed in his eyes.

Wu Heng swept away with his heavenly eyes, his gaze locked on one of the red-robed old men, and guessed: "That person should be the sect master of the Falling Mountain Sect, the cultivation of the eleventh realm of the gods, the awakening of the five immortal veins, and like Zhao Tiefeng, there is no hope of ascending to the immortal." ”

In addition, he also saw two Nine Realms cultivators standing next to the Sect Master of the Falling Mountain Sect, Zhao Tiefeng introduced that one was the Deputy Sect Master of the Falling Mountain Sect, and the other was an elder.

"How many god realm powerhouses are there in Qingyun Sect?" Wu Heng asked.

Zhao Tiefeng said with some embarrassment: "There are a total of three god-sealing powerhouses in Qingyunmen, except for me, Elder Zhuang is in the Seven Realms of Gods, and Elder Hua is only in the Five Realms of Gods, and he is not the opponent of the three people of the Falling Mountain Sect at all. ”

"The three powerhouses of the Luoshan Sect completely suppressed the three powerhouses of the Qingyun Sect, it seems that they are indeed here to dismantle the stage strongly. Wu Heng frowned.

"Fortunately, the Wu family, who is in charge of the Wu Kingdom, does not allow excessive infighting, so the Luoshan Sect does not dare to be ruthless for the time being, but they suppress us everywhere and provoke us repeatedly, which is really uncomfortable. ”

Wu Heng nodded, indicating that he understood Zhao Tiefeng's pain.

"I want to see what kind of demonic disciples the Luoshan Sect can teach, and it can even pick thirty-nine people from the Qingyun Sect!" Xing Yu and the others were all interested, and walked into the martial arts arena one by one.

"See the boss!"

When all the Qingyun Sect disciples saw Zhao Tiefeng appear, the anger on their faces was much more restrained, and they all bowed respectfully.

"How's the battle?" Zhao Tiefeng regained his usual majesty and asked one of them.

The young disciple felt ashamed and said, "That disciple of the Luoshan Sect named Wu Jing has already picked more than forty senior brothers in a row, and the senior brother who has just come out of the customs is at war with him. ”

Some young people next to him were very angry and said: "Wu Jing's move is extremely vicious, and the disciples who were defeated are all seriously injured. ”

He Changshan couldn't stand it anymore, and said coldly: "It's really unreasonable!"

Seeing that someone was not used to seeing the behavior of his sect, a red-robed elder of the Falling Mountain Sect immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at Hechangshan in the crowd, and sneered: "Where did the unknown junior come from?

"A little cultivator of the Nine Realms of the Gods dares to be arrogant in front of Lao Tzu?" He Changshan glared, he cultivated to be in the Seven Realms of Dengxian Immortals, and he could shoot any red-robed old man of the Falling Mountain Sect to death with his hands, and the other party actually dared to take the initiative to provoke, and said that he was a nameless junior!!

Is it tolerable or intolerable?

Huo Zhen hurriedly grabbed He Changshan, who was about to make a move, and said: "Old Crane, don't be impulsive, if you reveal your identity, it will not only be us who will be hunted down, but it will harm the entire Qingyunmen!"

"Damn, a little god-sealing monk dares to yell at me, I really can't help it!"

"There's no way, we fled and came, and we have to rely on Qingyunmen's cultivation for a while, so don't make trouble for them anymore. Huo Zhen instructed.

He Changshan is a person who understands, and now he is happy to destroy a few people from the Luoshan Sect, but if his identity is leaked, it will be miserable! You must know that not all the people of Qingyunmen are reliable, and if you can't guarantee it, someone will betray the sect for the huge wealth of three thousand catties of divine stones!

Lu Hong of Tianmen Mountain is a bloody example, and they don't want to repeat the same mistakes.

Seeing that the dozen or so people brought by Zhao Tiefeng were silent, the old man who had laughed at Hechangshan before smiled proudly and said, "If you don't have the strength, don't make a big fuss, just stay aside and watch the show." ”

"Hmph!" Tsuru Changshan held back the fire in his heart.

Xing Yu was a little embarrassed, he had never seen Hechangshan look so deflated, he said: "Uncle Shi should bear with it, when the limelight passes, it is not too late to settle accounts with this person." ”

"That's it, that's it, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. The rest of the young disciples also offered words of consolation.

Zhao Tiefeng expressed his understanding that if He Changshan made a move, the situation in Qingyunmen might get worse.

Wu Heng was silent, watching the battle situation in the ring.

The ring is about 100 meters long and wide, paved with hard granite, which is pressed with a defensive formation, and the monks in the territory of Hualong will generally not destroy the integrity of the ring-#~ Miaobi Pavilion?++

Among them stood two young men, one wearing a cyan robe, with an extraordinary appearance, a spear in his hand, and a steady move, obviously with a good basic foundation.

The other was dressed in a red robe, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, full of killing energy, holding a sword full of cold light, and his eyes were full of play, and he seemed to belong to the stronger side.

There were many Qingyunmen monks standing on the left side of the ring, all cheering for the young man with guns, "Senior brother, come on, teach that arrogant Wu Jing a hard lesson, and avenge the second senior brother!"

On the other side is the camp of the Falling Mountain Sect, compared to the Qingyun Sect, they are much smaller in number, but they have confidence and ridicule on their faces.

Wu Jing is just the fourth disciple of the Luoshan Sect, but a crowd of people picked more than forty people from the other side, and now he has fought with the senior brother of the Qingyun Sect, the Luoshan Sect is extremely confident, and from time to time some young people ridiculed: "The Qingyun Sect ranks third, but it is far inferior to my Luoshan Sect, the gap is too big, this competition looks really boring." ”

"That's true, it's sleepy to look at, and I can't be interested!"

"It's too weak, Senior Brother Wu Jing alone is enough to solve the entire young generation of Qingyunmen. A woman with a sexy and voluptuous figure joked in a feminine tone, her skin was white and her twin peaks were full. She had a pair of charming eyes, and wherever she scanned, many of the young disciples of Qingyunmen felt shy and bowed their heads, not daring to look at the sexy goblin