"Woe to you, woe to you, how dare he come to the door directly?"

In the main hall of Fengxiaomen Mountain Peak, seventeen elders with different expressions were divided into three distinct camps, looking at the white-haired old man who was pacing back and forth with an anxious face.

This old name is Qu Tianlin, and he is one of the thirty-six grandmaster elders of the Fengxiao Sect.

"Just a martial artist with artistic conception, Senior Brother Qu looks like this, if you are a congenital, you will not be scared to surrender directly?"

A short middle-aged man sneered disdainfully, and said mockingly.

"Mere mood?"

Qu Tianlin blew his beard and glared, "Zhu Changfeng, what the hell do you say he is a mere artistic conception?"

"You dare to scold me?"

is also one of the elders, where did Zhu Changfeng suffer from this anger, let alone a good old man who can't beat a fart with three sticks?

"Why are you scolding you? You are looking for an artistic conception martial artist who is not as old as a weak crown, who has repeatedly retreated in the battle of the Holy Dao, and who has a lot to do with the Holy Venerable, and who dares to fight the disciples of the Temple, and who is unscathed in the face of the calculations of several earthly quality sects?"

Qu Tianlin blushed and howled with a thick neck.

The expressions of the elders changed slightly, and even one of the elders who stayed out of the matter was all solemn, and their eyes were full of fear.

I have to admit that even if any of them can stab the artistic conception martial artist to death with one finger, no one dares to risk the condemnation of the world and kill the person caught in the battle of the Holy Dao for no reason.

For no one can predict who will emerge victorious in the battle of the Holy Path!

To the mortal forces, the human rank sect is an unimaginable behemoth, but in the eyes of the sage, it is no different from an ant.

Even if the sage cannot interfere in mundane things, after becoming sanctified, before transcending the heavens and qi, there is a common name agreement to cut the mortal.

What is Chopping?

That is to cut off all mundane things, to serve the public wholeheartedly, to reach the heavens to listen, to the peace of all the people, and to the safety of a human race!

Otherwise, if there is a problem, the Sage will take action, and Shenzhou will be destroyed a long time ago.

It is precisely because of this that no one dares to easily meddle in the dispute of the Holy Dao, even if it is a sage, he will not make enemies at will when the situation is unclear!

"Humph!"

Zhu Changfeng snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, and he stiffened his neck and said, "So what? He offended all the temples, and now the disciples of the temple have died in the inheritance spirit realm, and the four major earth sects want to get rid of him quickly, and there are even Confucianism, miscellaneous families and other previous generations of Tianjiao and today's several great Tianjiao, who want to put him to death, even the Four Seas Dragon Shang family does not want to see him, is it possible that my dignified sect will not be able to do it alone?"

"Idiot!"

Qu Tianlin scolded unceremoniously, and the elder of the same camp as Zhu Changfeng looked quite ugly, only to hear this old man continue to scold, "Your surname is Zhu, not a pig, think about it with your brain, if they have a way to deal with that kid, why not make it difficult for him to borrow our hands to promise many benefits?" But looking at his ordinary style, how ruthless and resolute, didn't you think that he would retaliate?"

"Heh, is it possible that I want my dignified grandmaster to grovel to a martial artist? You Qu Tianlin is smart, you don't make friends with the temple envoys, don't want the kindness of the earthly sect, and don't even accept the favor of the Tianjiao martial artist, you are really virtuous and elegant, and the old man is willing to bow down!"

Zhu Changfeng said sarcastically.

"You...... I'm mad at me!"

Qu Tianlin's face was red and his ears were red, until he turned pale, and he sat back in place with his sleeves fiercely.

"Okay, okay, everyone is their own people, why hurt the peace for an outsider?"

A middle-aged beautiful woman stood up helplessly to do peace, this woman's name is Ni Suzhen, and she is also a very popular one on weekdays, known as Mrs. Ni, "Now the senior brother in charge is in retreat, and now I am waiting for eighteen elders in the sect, so I should come up with a charter and send this son." ”

"What's there to think about? Hang it, can he still hit the mountain gate?"

There was an elder who didn't take Wu Ming seriously, and he didn't care at all.

"That's right, just a martial artist...... What is this sound?"

Another old god nodded, and before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he listened attentively.

Syllable!

If there is a bell, spread throughout Fengxiao Mountain, all the grandmasters thought it was an illusion, but when the second bell came, some of the old faces collapsed.

"Knock the bell with the bell!"

Everyone can tell the difference between their own disciples ringing the alarm bell and outsiders ringing the bell.

And at this juncture, there is exactly one person who dares to knock the bell and has the ability to knock the bell, right at the foot of the mountain, and it is Wu Ming who was rejected by them with his old face!

"It's too much to deceive people, this kid wants to challenge me with the power of one person!"

"The mantis arm is a car, I don't know the so-called little beast, I must learn a lesson!"

"So underestimate my Fengxiaomen, if you don't leave him today, what face will my Fengxiaomen stand in the world?"

This time, it almost aroused the anger of the public, once the bell ringing began, it means a challenge, this kind of situation rarely happens, in the era of peace, only the friendly forces, each other's martial arts, confirmed the martial arts exchange conference, will happen.

"This son is already ranked in the heavens, maybe he has gained great benefits in the inheritance spirit realm, who in the sect can fight?"

Qu Tianlin's faint and weak voice sounded, and Ling was about to sweep out of the main hall and teach Wu Ming's elders, and his body was stagnant.

Many people showed annoyance on their faces, why did they forget this stubble?

But in any case, this matter is related to the dignity of Fengxiaomen, and the sound of the bell ringing has spread all over the world, so how can it be hidden?

"The old man still has something to do, you can watch it!"

Qu Tianlin ignored the gaze of the elders and directly picked his son and left.

He wanted to leave, but the others didn't dare, they discussed, discussed, and sent three elders forward, and no one dared to let the most radical Zhu Changfeng and others go down the mountain.

......

Bang Bang!

At the same time, the alarm bell under the mountain was loud, and the disciples of Fengxiaomen, who did not know what was going on, probed their brains one by one, their expressions changed greatly, and they were at a loss, did the enemy knock on the door?

It's really a matter of knocking the bell, it happens too little, even if there are people who can challenge the sect with their own strength, they won't do it, after all, it's too offending people!

And the disciples under the mountain were lying on their backs on the ground, all looking at the thin figure standing in front of the big bell standing in front of one person, holding grass mustard in the wind lightly, and striking the big bell.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, in fact, everyone was skeptical of Wu Ming's ranking in Tianjiao, not because he was young, but because he had been hostage in Beijin for five years and had the best time.

How can such a person, who is disturbed by many earthly worlds, catch up with the most gifted people of his generation?

What's more, in recent years, in addition to making a few widely praised poems and punishing Luolianmen, he hasn't done much surprise!

But when I thought of it, Wu Ming easily broke the eight people and sounded the alarm at will, even if he was unwilling, he had to admit that his strength could really be called the best in the same class!

As a disciple of the mountain guard, in addition to excellent eyesight and a clear heart, martial arts cultivation is also the best choice among the children of the same generation, otherwise how to make the people who worship the mountain respectful?

At the very least, you can't lose face!

But the eight of them joined forces, and they couldn't make two moves under Wu Ming's hands, this is no longer a matter of gap, but there is no comparison at all.

What frightened them the most was that not everyone could ring the alarm, not only to cross the obstacles of the disciples guarding the mountain, but also to have innate strength.

It is not difficult to do the point of flying flowers and picking leaves to hurt people, but the difficult thing is that such soft objects sound the alarm bell, it is conceivable that its cultivation is exquisite, and the luck is skillful, and it is by no means idle.

"The alarm bell rings for a long time, according to the order of the elders, open the mountain gate, and welcome the bell knocker Wu Ziming up the mountain!"

The sound shook the sky, and a long howl came from the mountain, and I saw that among the misty peaks, there were figures of people, and there seemed to be countless figures walking through at high speed.

The disciples guarding the mountain looked at each other, yes, the sect knew that this one was not easy to mess with, and they had to take on the challenge hard, this is planning to lose people and not lose the battle!

"Wu Ziming, come to worship the mountain!"

Wu Minglang let out a long roar, and his figure flashed up the stairs, and soon disappeared in front of the mountain gate.

Looking at the thin but courageous figure, the people waiting in the side hall, there are those who mock and admire, and He Chongdao is the latter, gritting his teeth fiercely, calling his entourage, muttering a few words, as if he had made up his mind, the latter quickly left the side hall.

......

"Liu Zhengtong, a disciple of the outer sect of Xiafeng Xiaomen, ask King Wu for advice!"

A hundred steps away from the stone steps of the mountain gate, there was a tall young man, with an excited and restrained look on his face, and bowed to Wu Ming dryly.

"Please!"

Wu Ming returned the salute and knew it in his heart.

Since it is a door-to-door challenge, the sect must first send disciples to try the success, and it is impossible to send the strongest disciples as soon as they come up.

Even if you lose, you can let the people who come to the door observe the challenger's methods and know their opponents.

I have to say that this approach is good, but in Wu Ming's view, it is to die and suffer to save face!

It's all on this, Fengxiaomen still wants to save face, it's really putting the cart before the horse!

Liu Zhengtong put on a shelf, thinking of his master's instructions, he chose to take the lead, and he went all out, this is a young Tianjiao who is famous on the Tianjiao list, who dares to stay?

Boom!

It's a pity that with a muffled snort, Liu Zhengtong went fast and returned faster, was shocked by Wu Ming's punch, rolled to the ground, and although he got up like no one, he couldn't care about being embarrassed, he didn't even dare to say hello, and hid his face and left.

It's really embarrassing, I think he is also a genius in the outer door, he often teaches his mentor brother to practice martial arts, and the four realms martial artists who are about to enter the inner door can't even take a move.

Defeating an artistic conception martial artist, Wu Ming was colorless, and walked up the mountain lightly, and when he met the second person, he still flew with a punch and continued to climb the stairs.

In this way, knowing that when he defeated the fifth half-step congenital, he could calculate a decent innate martial artist, but unfortunately, the innate realm was not enough in Wu Ming's eyes.

Almost without any obstacles, I ascended to the Fengxiao Gate!