Injured the green clothes, Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng is in a good mood!

He didn't look at Yin Xuanling, who was young and still very young, in his eyes, and his eyes flashed over Yin Xuanling and cast on the green clothes behind him.

"Demon girl, you provoke the majesty of the Sword Sect, it is not a pity to die. This seat is merciful, kindly gives you a chance to repent, if you are willing to kowtow to this seat to admit your mistakes, abolish half of your cultivation, and swear never to go against the Sword Sect in the future, this seat will let you live. ”

Are the people of the Central Plains so domineering and narcissistic?

Ling Xuozi, the head of the Fire Dwelling Dao, the master of the Fenghuo Hall just now, spoke in such a tone, and he made people kowtow and admit their mistakes at every turn, when he was the ancestral tablet, how much he wanted to be enshrined on the offering table!

Yinghu, who wants to put three incense sticks on the head of Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng, is arrogant enough. Unexpectedly, after coming to the Central Plains, it can be regarded as seeing what it means to be "a mountain is higher than a mountain"!

"Boss, what did you say that the people of the Central Plains grew up eating, how can they all have such a big breath, this great immortal is about to be smoked to death."

Yinghu said that it has seen too many arrogant and shameless people. Among them, Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng can definitely be among the best.

can be recognized by the best of Yinghu's stinky fart, which shows that Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng is indispensable!

Xiao Beifeng, the shocking mountain monarch with the tip of his ears, heard Yinghu's deliberately loud ridicule, and finally noticed Jiufang Shaoyun, as well as Yin Xuanling, who quietly returned to Jiufang Shaoyun's side.

"Who are you?"

"Boss, didn't we report ourselves just now? Did this guy not hear behind his ears, or was he confused? ”

"Maybe it's playing dumb!"

Yinghu and Long Xiang sang and harmonized, cooperated tacitly, and talked about cross talk.

When Xiao Beifeng, the Earthquake Mountain Monarch, heard this, his face became more and more gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "Demons have different paths, and they raise demon beasts, presumably from some side door that can't be on the stage." ”

Jiufang Shaoyun, who smiled slightly, bowed his hand to Zhenshan Jun very decently: "My senior brother and sister are from southern Xinjiang, and they have long admired the reputation of the Sword Sect. ”

Seeing that Jiufang Shaoyun was very sensible and complimented the Sword Sect, the gloomy face of Xiao Beifeng, the Emperor of the Earthquake Mountain, immediately smiled again, and said very immodestly that the Sword Sect was famous all over the world, and many students flocked to it. He looked at the ages of the two of Jiufang Shaoyun, presumably they were also the students who came to participate in the Sword Sect Sect Entrance Examination this year, I don't know where the two of them studied before, and asked Cultivating Immortals?

Jiufang Shaoyun gave up his hand again, saying that he had studied in two places, and the two masters had only accepted one or two apprentices, which could not be compared with the Sword Sect.

She and her senior brother came here just to see the customs of the Central Plains and to cultivate and comprehend. If they have time and opportunity, they will consider taking the Sword Sect Sect Examination.

Xiao Beifeng, the smiling and smiling mountain monarch, hid the disdain in his eyes and felt regretful. The martial arts of the Sword Sect is definitely at the top of the list in the Central Plains, and even in the entire Great Wilderness, if you don't come to participate in the Sword Sect's big exam and learn some real skills, it will be a loss for the two of them.

Yinghu was about to vomit when he heard it, did Xiao Beifeng, the Earthquake Mountain Monarch, think that the Sword Sect was an immortal school in the heavenly realm, and whoever he clicked on could become an immortal, and he really used himself as a dish.

Yinghu, who had always been unable to hold back words in his stomach, snorted very disdainfully: "Do you know who the boss of this great immortal is?" I also went to your Sword Sect to study, as far as the techniques you taught, they were not as capable as a single hair of the boss of this great immortal! ”

How come I don't know who I am? Is it a fight to defeat the Buddha who can pluck his hair and transform into a clone?

Jiufang Shaoyun was about to be laughed at by Yinghu, before she found the demon beast, she didn't want to make a mess and expose her identity.

But obviously, Yinghu can't know her name all over the world!

As soon as he heard that someone dared to slander and criticize the Sword Sect, Xiao Beifeng, the Zhenshan Jun who immediately exploded, didn't care who Jiufang Shaoyun's surname was, whether it was an apprentice who fought to defeat the Buddha, and his face darkened, and he said that Jiufang Shaoyun's pet would say this, it must be influenced by her usual style of behavior.

What kind of uncivilized barbaric land in southern Xinjiang does he have the confidence to dare to mock the Sword Sect.

"You're just a blind eye, a leopard in the tube. The mountains and rivers of southern Xinjiang are beautiful, and the people are outstanding, and they are much more capable than those of you Central Plains who live in the ravines. ”

Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng's impression of southern Xinjiang, like most people in the Central Plains, is still at the beginning of the year of the Divine Fall.

After the Great War of Gods and Demons, the Central Plains was the first to rise, followed by the Western Regions and the East of the Reef. The northern cold land, which is full of ice and snow, and the southern Xinjiang, which is full of poisonous miasma, lag behind the Central Plains for nearly a hundred years.

Many people in the Central Plains think that southern Xinjiang is still stuck in the time when there were wasteland and quagmires everywhere, sparsely populated, and there were more animals than humans.

The Sword Sect is known as the head of the Central Plains sect, and he also claims to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, usually even the other sects in the Central Plains are not looked down upon, and the southern Xinjiang, which is a barbarian land in his heart, is naturally completely ignored.

For the Sword Sect, the immortal cultivators who came out of southern Xinjiang were mountain monkeys pretending to be mountain kings, thinking that they were immortal cultivators after learning a little bit of fist embroidery legs.

"The grasshoppers that jumped out of a corner of the land, when they saw the boulders, they thought they were hills, and when they saw puddles, they thought they were rivers, and they didn't know how thick the sky was, and they were trampled to death by a wild cat, and they all thought they were dead in the hands of tigers."

"Phew, you are the deputy hall master of the Sword Sect branch, what is there to be arrogant. Do you know who our big brother is? ”

Yinghu shouted as he flapped his wings and flew towards Yin Xuanling.

But before it could fly in front of Yin Xuanling, it was caught back by the vajra claw of Jiufang Shaoyun.

"Boss, this big cat with a fake fox and a tiger is too arrogant, if he knows the identity of the goose, he will immediately kneel down and kowtow."

Previously, in order to cure Yinghu's problem of having many mouths and tongues, Jiufang Shaoyun specially made a pointed beak hat and put it on the beak of Yinghu, so that it could not open its mouth, so as not to talk nonsense and cause trouble

But Jiufang Shaoyun forgot for a while, and Yinghu was forced to learn a new skill, which was ventriloquism.

Yinghu, who was put on a pointed hat, accused Jiufang Shaoyun of abuse in ventriloquist on the giant horn of the dragon phase, and protested loudly with a broken gong voice.

After hearing Yinghu's words, Xiao Beifeng, the king of Zhenshan, looked up and down Yin Xuanling standing in front of him curiously, and saw that he was like most of the children of the Central Plains, he was born handsome and dignified, but he didn't see anything special.

"You have a relationship with the Sword Sect?"

Yin Xuanling shook his head expressionlessly: "There is no origin." ”

"What's your last name?"

"Nine directions."

Jiufang is a great surname in ancient times, and it fell seriously after the year of the fall of the gods, and the only remaining descendants of the fruits live in southern Xinjiang.

"The surname of Jiufang is really rare, and I remember that it seems that only southern Xinjiang has descendants of the surname Jiufang. Among them, there are very few immortal cultivators, and as far as this seat knows, the medical pavilion of the Southern Xinjiang Immortals ......"

Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng suddenly stopped halfway through his words, his face became strange, he kept looking Yin Xuanling and Jiufang Shaoyun up and down, looking at the expressions on the faces of the two, his brows became tighter and tighter, and he suddenly asked thoughtlessly: "Feng Huo Tang Hall Master Huo Ju Dao Chief Ling Xuzi, did you kill him?" ”

"Senior Brother Ruwu nodded and said yes, do you have a reason to kill him?"

Jiufang Shaoyun walked to Yin Xuanling's side, took Yin Xuanling's hand, and anger was surging out of his eyes little by little.

Xiao Beifeng, the king of Zhenshan, who has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, smelled the signs nine times out of ten, and began to doubt the identities of Jiufang Shaoyun and Yin Xuanling.

With the temperament of Xiao Beifeng, the Earthquake Mountain Monarch, he must uphold the idea of preferring to kill mistakes and not let go, and there must be no things that disgrace the Sword Sect.

Since he was suspicious, no matter whether Yin Xuanling was the abandoned son abandoned by Yin Boyang back then, he didn't want the young man in front of him, who was suspected of Yin Xuanling, to continue to live in the world.

The idea of the Sword Sect has always been so domineering and unreasonable, so the green clothes are extremely disgusted with the Sword Sect.

Jiufang Shaoyun, who had a fast brain, was very good at looking at his eyes, and seeing that the expression of Xiao Beifeng, the king of Zhenshan, was ever-changing, he immediately understood his intentions.

Xiao Beifeng, the Zhenshan Jun who was seen through his thoughts, naturally couldn't take the initiative to admit that he was related to Ling Xuzi, the head of the Fire Residence Dao, if he talked about it, Ling Xuozi, the head of the Fire Residence Dao, would have to call him a cousin.

If Jiufang Shaoyun and Yin Xuanling, the two barbarians from southern Xinjiang who came out of nowhere, killed his cousin, he would definitely take revenge and slash the murderer, otherwise he would not have the face to enter the ancestral hall when he worshiped his ancestors.

In order to prevent Jiufang Shaoyun and the others from revealing Yin Xuanling's true identity, Xiao Beifeng, the king of Zhenshan, took great pains to say any bad reason.

The green clothes who sneered said to Yin Xuanling: "You see, this is the Sword Sect, you don't have to be disappointed." You can enter the Immortal Medicine Pavilion and worship under the door of the Peony Moth in the Nine Directions Cloud, it is your luck. ”