The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

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Three people came together under the North City Gate.

The headed person is Xiao Fangu.

The remaining ones are Bai Minglu and Xi Xinyu, the two Qingyunmen disciples.

Huo Yunjie looked at Xiao Fangu and found that the other party, just like himself, had broken through the eighth peak of Qi refining.

"You actually broke through!" Xiao Fangu used his spiritual eyes to see Huo Yunjie's cultivation level, and suddenly clenched his fists unwillingly and gritted his teeth.

I thought that after a period of hard cultivation, Huo Yunjie could be easily crushed. Unexpectedly, the opponent's cultivation base was still comparable to his own!

But the next moment, Xiao Fangu loosened his fist.

"Very well, even though it is the same cultivation level, I am no longer the me before. At today's dinner, I will let you know what a sword is!"

Xiao Fangu was full of confidence.

During this period of time, he continued to practice hard and practiced the "Blue Cloud Sword Art" to the second level to perfection.

Therefore, Xiao Fangu believes that in another battle, he can easily crush Huo Yunjie.

"cheap?"

Hearing this, Huo Yunjie looked strange.

"Yes, it's a sword!" Xiao Fangu's expression was cold. "In a little while, I will go to the banquet hall at Feilai Peak of the Kamikaze Mountain Range and wait. If you are brave, come and fight with me."

Speaking of this, Xiao Fangu said to Xi Xinyu and Bai Minglu: "Senior Sister, Senior Brother, let's meet up with the master and them before going to the banquet hall."

In the next moment, Yu Jian, a group of people from Qingyun Gate, left.

"Really inexplicable." Huo Yunjie shook his head.

"Are you really going to fight the man just now?" Ding Baixue was slightly worried.

"If I win him once, I can win a second time. Besides, I also want to check the results of my recent practice." Huo Yunjie took out an invitation. One is handed over to me, so after helping you get started, we will go to the banquet hall and wait immediately."

"Good." Ding Baixue nodded obediently.

In the next moment, the two flew at low altitude along the street Yujian.

When the two were heading to the Kamikaze Mountains, Ye Feng opened his eyes and looked down from the iron-clawed dragon eagle's back, and saw a huge city stretching hundreds of miles on the horizon.

"Shenfeng City is here," Ye Feng said.

When the disciples heard this, they quickly stood up and looked around, looking at Shenfeng City.

A sense of vicissitudes of history rushes forward, giving people a wonderful feeling of walking side by side with the ancients.

Ironclaw Dragonhawk speeds up.

In a short while, everyone entered the sky above God Wind City, attracting a lot of people's attention.

"Bold! A mere high-level demon-level flying spirit beast dared to fly ten feet higher than the city. The juniors of the law enforcement team followed orders and surrounded this group of people."

A shout suddenly came.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng watched with a dazed expression on the hundreds of young white-clothed imperial swords flying over, surrounding the iron-clawed dragon eagle with three layers inside and three outside.

These people have at least five levels of Qi refining cultivation bases, and the young swordsman headed by them has reached the peak of the nine levels of Qi refining, and has reached the stage where they can attack the Ju Yuan realm.

"Who are you, how dare you break the rules?"

The leading young swordsman stood on Feijian and pointed to Ye Feng to question.

"Wow!"

Seeing that Ye Feng was being pointed at, Brother Pingtou immediately stood up and released the aura of the demon general rank, like a storm sweeping out, blowing these hundreds of Shenfeng Sword Sect disciples torsion.

"Inferior demon general!"

The pupils of the leading young swordsman shrank.

"Brothers, this is a misunderstanding." At this moment, a gentle and elegant voice came.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a handsome young man in white clothes flying with a sword.

Ye Feng looked surprised when he saw the man.

This person is an inner disciple of the Shenfeng Sword Sect, Ji Wushuang!

More than half a month ago, Ji Wushuang sent the second invitation to Miao Mi.

"It turned out to be Brother Ji." The young man from the law enforcement team hurriedly clasped his fists, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

This move made Ye Feng a little surprised, and Ji Wushuang's identity should not be low.

Ji Wushuang pointed to Ye Feng and introduced to everyone: "This is Ye Feng, the head of the ethereal sect. It is a guest invited by Jianzi himself. You must not be rude."

Hearing this, the law enforcement disciples present hurriedly bowed and said: "It turns out that it is Jianzi's guest. He had offended him before. Please forgive me and say goodbye to the head of Ye!"

After speaking, hundreds of law enforcement disciples quickly flew away with their swords.

"What's going on?" Ye Feng looked at Ji Wushuang.

"The head of Ye does not know that in the Godwind City, the Refining Realm can only fly below ten feet, and the Juyuan Realm can only fly at high altitudes, but it cannot exceed the height of the Kamikaze Mountain Range. Disciples of the law enforcement team, look at it. When I arrived at Ye Zhangmen and flew high in the sky, but didn't have a seat in the Juyuan Realm, I stopped him and caused an oolong."

Ji Wushuang gave a detailed explanation.

When Ye Feng heard this, he understood.

However, he still didn't understand why the disciples of the law enforcement team were in awe of Ji Wushuang.

However, this kind of thing is inconvenient to ask, and Ye Feng can only change his words: "It's almost dusk, Ye must rush to Guizong as soon as possible to check in."

"I'll take you there." Ji Wushuang said.

"Thank you." Ye Feng was anxious to have a guide.

Under the guidance of Ji Wushuang, the iron-clawed dragon eagle flew high and carried everyone to the Kamikaze Mountain Range and lived in a guest house called "Feihuayuan".

"Ye Sect, your party will live here temporarily tonight. Now the hour is almost the same, please follow me to the banquet hall first." Ji Wushuang is responsible for leading the way.

The iron claw dragon eagle is too big to be able to squat in the yard, eating the spirit beast feed, watching the crowd drift away.

Feilaifeng.

One of the 72 peaks of the Kamikaze Mountains is also the location of the banquet hall.

At this moment, two people were facing each other in the martial arts field outside the gate of the banquet hall.

"Bai Ming Road, do you dare to discuss with me?"

The speaker was a young man with thick eyebrows wearing a black robe, holding a halberd in his hand, and his cultivation level had reached the nine-fold peak of Qi refining.

The other is the Qingyunmen disciple Bai Minglu.

"Last time you were defeated by my sword, do you still dare to engage in a fight and seek abuse?" Bai Minglu held a stalk of grass in his mouth, and didn't pay attention to He Ning at all.

"Just ask if you dare?" He Ning held the halberd and shouted in a deep voice.

"Are there any prizes?" Bai Minglu asked.

"A low-grade Ning Yuan Dan." He Ning said.

"Yes!" Bai Minglu smiled, and he was also preparing to attack the Ju Yuan Realm. Although there was already a Ning Yuan Pill, the more this kind of pill is naturally the better.

Soon, under the watchful eyes of thousands of people from various sects ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the two sides confronted each other tens of meters apart.

"Bai Minglu, I will use this trick "Black Dragon Comes to the World" to beat you down!"

He Ning held a halberd in both hands and cast a spell. There was a black real dragon phantom lingering around him. As he waved the halberd and slashed down, the black dragon suddenly roared and rushed towards the distant Baiming Road.

"Small bugs!"

Bai Minglu held the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt with his right hand in a forehand posture. When he waited for the black dragon to reach the front, his eyes suddenly narrowed and he quickly drew the sword.

Tear!

A sharp sword light slashed out, and the black dragon was split into two. The sword aura remained undiminished. He Ning and his halberd were smashed into the air, foaming at the mouth and fell outside the martial arts arena.

"Drawing swordsmanship!"

The disciples of all sects exclaimed.

Xiao Fangu and Xi Xinyu glanced at each other and laughed in unison.

Bai Minglu returned his sword into its sheath, walked to He Ning's side, and stretched out his hand: "Quickly, hand over the Ning Yuan Dan."

"You wait for me!" He Ning dropped a jade bottle and ran away dingy, drew a boo from the disciples of the martial arts.

"Brother, your sword drawing skills have become more and more perfect." Xiao Fangu praised.

"It's still far away!" Bai Minglu held the grass stalk in his mouth with a cynical look. Suddenly, he saw two figures in the distance and squinted his eyes.

"Your opponent is here."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fangu looked up the mountain road and saw Huo Yunjie and Ding Baixue coming side by side.

Different from the time when he entered the city, Ding Baixue had already put on a suit of the inner disciple of the Shenfeng Sword Sect, with shoulder-length hair tied up, looking heroic.

"Weird, this woman is only seven-fold Qi refining, how can she become an inner disciple?" Xiao Fangu was surprised, but he was too lazy to think so much, and rushed up, "Huo Yunjie, you are finally here!"

As soon as the sound came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the audience.