As soon as Yang Mucheng and Wu Fa left, the surroundings suddenly became lively.

They looked at Yang Mucheng with shocked faces. Whether it was the blow that Yang Mucheng blasted down from the sky from Long Rong, or Wu Fa's arrival in such a big battle, it became everyone's talking point.

"He is Yang Lao Mo, the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, if it weren't for Sect Master Wu coming over, I wouldn't know his identity at all!" A martial artist stared at him, unable to believe it.

"I've always heard that this kid has a background in the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, and I don't know if it's true or not. Now that Wu Fa has come to invite him personally, it seems that his background is really bigger than heaven!" the other muttered.

"This kid looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and now he has such a status and identity, I don't know what will happen in a hundred years?" someone sighed, and his face was full of envy or jealousy.

But.

Some people can see something different.

"This Wu Fa's mind is wrong! There are so many sect masters here this time, and Wu Fa didn't greet anyone, but he greeted this kid with such fanfare...... I'm afraid I want to push this kid out and use it as a gun!"

......

A market town, a small and luxurious courtyard.

An old man was punching slowly, each punch was very slow, if you looked closely, his hands seemed to be holding tens of thousands of catties of things, extremely heavy. Only those who have cultivated to the highest level will find that Zhou Tian's infinite aura is gathered in his palm, as if it is as mysterious as Tai Chi.

On the old man's side, a middle-aged man looked at him with his hands behind his back and his eyes unblinking.

Suddenly.

A young man dressed as a sect disciple rushed in, ran to the middle-aged man's side, and whispered a few words.

"What?" said a hint of anger on the middle-aged man's face. "I see!"

The old man half-squinted, glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Zhang Ye, I told you a long time ago, you can't be pampered and humiliated in case of trouble, and the sky will not fall." ”

The man named Zhang Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Sect Master, you can't blame me, it's really that the Flying Star Fish Dragon Sect is really too hateful." Just now, Wu Fa, the sect leader of the Flying Star Fish Dragon Sect, personally went to the market town to invite Yang Lao Mo of the Great Qian Dynasty. ”

"Huh?"

The old man frowned, his hands couldn't help but clench, and the void burst open with a 'bang'.

For example, when their status has reached their level, the importance of things outside the body has decreased a lot, but what they care about most is face.

"Sect Master, our Extreme Sect is also a sixth-tier sect, and its status is not much worse than that of his Flying Star Fish Dragon Sect. When we came, Wu Fa did not come to pick us up in person, but just sent a deacon to take us into this courtyard. ”

But Yang Mucheng was treated like this. I know that he certainly has the background of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, but no one knows whether this background is true or not!"

"Just because of such a rumor, Wu Fa is so snub to our White Day Extreme Sect, it's really too deceitful!"

The old man narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and said, "I know! At the Heroes Meeting, I want to take a good look at who that kid is!"

......

The news swept like a hurricane.

Of course.

The sect masters of other sects also received this news.

"What? Are you serious?"

"Wu Fa personally went to greet Yang Mucheng? It's just too much of a deception, and he doesn't take us seriously. ”

"A small emperor of the Nine-Line Dynasty, is it even higher than our status?"

"However, this kid is said to have the background of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect!"

"What about the background of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect? That's just a rumor, who knows if it's true or not! I haven't seen it in person!"

Under Wu Fa's deliberate dissemination, almost on the same day, many sect masters and heads who came to participate in the Heroes Club received the news.

When everyone was angry, Yang Mucheng was respectfully invited into the Flying Star Fish Dragon Sect by Wu Fa.

"When I first heard about Emperor Yang, I couldn't believe it, could it be that there really is such an amazing genius in the world? But after I saw you, I had to admit that there were talents in the country. A hundred years from now, I'm afraid that all of us will have to look up to your existence!"

Wu Fa said with a smile.

Lu Yao'er hugged the golden retriever rat and followed Yang Mucheng inch by inch.

The elder deacon of the Flying Star Fish Dragon Sect stepped back dozens of steps, keeping a certain distance.

"Sect Master Wu, where is the residence you arranged for me?"

Yang Mucheng suddenly interrupted the other party's words.

"Oh, oh...... On the other side. Do you see it, it's the courtyard. The location in which you live is much more luxurious than anyone else, and only then can you be worthy of your status. "The flattering Wu Fa doesn't look like the master of a sect at all, but like a little eunuch who befriended the emperor in the mortal world.

"Take someone to take me to the residence!" Yang Mucheng said lightly.

"Emperor Yang, aren't you going to the banquet?" Wu Fa's face was full of surprise.

Yang Mucheng smiled and said, "I was a little tired from fighting for a while. ”

Wu Fa showed a trace of regret, shook his head and said: "This is really a pity, since this is the case, then I will not force Emperor Yang to you." ”

Present.

Wu Fa sent an elder to lead Yang Mucheng towards the courtyard.

It wasn't until Yang Mucheng disappeared from everyone's sight that the disguised flattery on Wu Fa's face turned into a trace of ridicule and disdain.

"Sect Master, do you think Old Demon Yang will take the bait?" Yin Feixing said in confusion. "This little shrewd is very good, not like such an easy person to fall into, I just saw him with a posture of ignoring him, doesn't he already know your plans?"

Wu Fa snorted coldly, stretched out his hands, and immediately a maid came up with a basin of water, he washed his hands, took the mouthwash tea again, took a sip and said:

"In my life, I have never said so many stammering words, and now I have said it all to this kid. Although his cultivation is not bad, how can he be my opponent with qualifications in the rivers and lakes? Ever since I took you out of the sect and greeted him with great fanfare, he has been introduced into the trap by me. ”

"A young man like him, who has reached this kind of cultivation strength at such a young age, coupled with the background of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, it is natural to be a little arrogant, and he will definitely not look down on me as a sect master of a sixth-tier sect. ”

However, whether he likes it or not, he can't help it. ”

said.

Wu Fa seemed to think of something, and hurriedly asked, "What I asked you to do, how did you do it?"

Yin Feixing said: "Sect Master, it's done. I have already spread the news that you greeted Old Demon Yang to people in the streets and alleys, and those sect masters have also received the news, and now they are very angry. ”

Nodding, Wu Fa said with a smile on his face.

"Everything has been done, just wait until the day of the Heroes Meeting to add fuel to the fire!"

After speaking.

He sneered and looked at the courtyard where Yang Mucheng was, sneered, and left with his hands in his hands.

(End of chapter)