There were thousands of people from Fuyu sect. The friars who had been above the foundation period were resting aside. At this time, when they saw someone coming without warning, and their tone was so arrogant, they all stood up one after another.

There were more than a dozen visitors. The two leaders thought that the momentum should be in the middle and late stage of nine turns. What they said was a beautiful young man with red lips and white teeth, driving a flying sword and holding a folding fan in his hand, waving it from time to time.

"Other people\'s residence? Don\'t you know something, leader Hu Tongling? Every time the imperial edict is disorderly, our empty mulberry gate has been stationed here for five times. How can the Fuyu sect rob our residence? It\'s just these garbage?"

When he landed, the young man first saluted Hu Shan, then stood up and took the closed folding fan, but all the people of Fuyu sect were classified as garbage, including brother Jing and others who had just come out of the house.

Although Hu Shan is only the peak of Yuanying, after all, he was born in Dun and city. It\'s better not to offend them. However, the people of Fuyu sect don\'t matter. Without the support of Jing Mo and Chu Xuan, they say that garbage has praised them.

"You little bastard and sissy! Do you have the guts to say it again? Believe it or not. I\'ll just plug that fan into your hole?"

Everyone else was flat faced and silent, but brother Jing jumped out and scolded.

For nearly a year, Xiang Yang didn\'t know whether he was alive or dead. He had already held back his anger. At this time, when he saw a guy in Yuanying period, he dared to point at himself and scold the garbage. He couldn\'t hold it. While scolding, he rolled up his sleeves and picked up the bricks and wanted to rush up. Zeng Qiu and several other monks looked at the two monks in the later nine turn period and hurriedly pulled him in.

"You..." brother Jing\'s mouth was so smelly that the handsome young man turned white when he scolded him. He forgot his lines.

"Full of foul language! Palm mouth!"

Beside him, an old man in green robe turned pale, waved his hand directly, and a green light swept straight out. In the middle of the air, he turned into a big hand with a radius of half a Zhang and photographed brother Jing. This time, he shrouded Zeng Qiu and several yuan infantile periods.

"Don\'t you bully people, old tortoise!" brother Jing screamed and ran forward. Zeng Qiu, Dan Ding and two other Yuan Ying friars immediately understood it. In an instant, they set up a first-order five element array. With brother Jing as the center, a golden light swept up and collided with the big blue hand. The sound of "boom" eliminated the invisibility together.

The old man\'s face sank. Although he only used his own Yuanying\'s power, after all, he was an expert who was about to enter the peak of jiuzhuan with half a foot. He was picked up by a friar with several Yuanying at the beginning of jiuzhuan. So many people looked at him and were really ashamed.

He secretly pinched the curse seal in his hand, and wanted to do it again, but he saw that Hu Shan had walked over and stood with brother Jing and others, so he had to give up.

After all, Hu Shan is a disciple of Tianhu Xianzong. Even if only Yuanying\'s peak cultivation can be provoked by a small empty mulberry door.

"Younger martial brother Hu, you\'ve done a good job these days..."

Beside him, a middle-aged man looked at Hu Shan with a smile. Wearing the same standard armor as Hu Shan, he seemed to be the leader in charge of the empty mulberry door.

"Elder martial brother Qi Guang, what do you mean by bringing people to the door to make trouble?"

Hu Shan bowed his hands at him. He and Qi Guang came from Dun and the city, but they were different sects and had little contact on weekdays.

A million miles away from Dunhe City, it is the first blessed place in North China. It is under the same leadership of the three overlords. Tianhu Xianzong, where Hu mountain is located, ranks second, while wanjian Pavilion, where Qi Guang is located, ranks first. It is said that it is also a branch of Wanfa Xianzong in Central China and has the strongest power.

In addition to these two main gates, there is also a Xianyin society, which is called the three overlords of northern China. It is the main force of the battle of chaos.

"Make trouble? Hehe... What did younger martial brother Hu say? I just followed him to see the excitement. This is the internal affairs of Jiuding immortal sect. What\'s the matter with us?"

"Gentlemen, this is the residence assigned by Jiuding immortal gate to our Fuyu sect. If you come to be a guest, my Fuyu sect will greet you from top to bottom, but you will not speak badly when you come up, but it is out of style."

Among all the people, Ji Shangyin and Zeng Qiu are the most kind of words, but his cultivation is too low. He is not even qualified to speak on such a scene. Naturally, Zeng Qiu came forward. He still stood in the battle array and arched his hands at the coming people.

To say that before, seeing these nine turn masters, he would inevitably be a little timid, but after mixing with Xiang Yang for a period of time, now he has a lot higher morale and speaks neither humble nor overbearing.

Even if Xiang Yang had been missing for many days, the influence had not dissipated.

"Ha ha, the residence assigned to you by Xianmen? That\'s also the territory of Jiuding Xianmen. You can take it back if you can give it to you!"

Another middle-aged monk stood up, with a face of about 40 and dressed in a dark blue robe. At a glance, he knew that he was a disciple of dingzun hall.

Zeng Qiu\'s eyes shrunk slightly and asked politely, "excuse me, elder?"

The middle-aged monk glanced at him, but did not continue to speak ill of him. He said coldly, "I\'m Ding zuntang Shen Yu. Why, I\'m not qualified to deal with this matter?"

"It was master Shen of dingzun hall, but the residence of Fuyu sect was arranged by master Jing hall and Master Chu Xuan. If master shen wants to take it back, it\'s not impossible, but at least let master Jing hall send a message?"

"You are quite good at pulling tiger skins and carrying big flags, but unfortunately, the hall leader has left for the Qitian mountains today. It\'s impossible to find him to support you... But I have to save some face for you. Well, I\'m in charge. Let\'s have a competition between Kong sangmen and your Fuyu sect. The winner will stay here."

"Compete?" Zeng Qiu looked at the monk of the empty sangmen. Among the group, there were three in jiuzhuan, except one in jiedan and several in Yuanying. How can we compete?

Shen Yu looked at him disdainfully: "just you old, weak, sick and disabled. What\'s better if you don\'t add restrictions? Well, three fights, one in the nine turn period, one in the yuan infant period and one in the jiedan period. Well, the empty sangmen are the three. Choose your own people."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the old man in the later stage of the ninth turn and the young man with a folding fan. As for the end of the pill period, there was only one empty mulberry door, and there was no need to introduce it.

Zeng Qiu\'s face sank. He said well, but he knew himself clearly. Let alone brother Jing, he would never be the opponent of the old man in the later stage of jiuzhuan. The folding fan man was also in the later stage of Yuanying. He and Dan Ding were the highest in the middle stage of Yuanying. Who could defeat him?

I lost two of the three games, and there was one in the final Dan period. What can I do even if I win?

He did not say a word, but there was another exclamation.

"Younger martial brother Hu, is this little girl your new disciple?"