Chapter 289

"Hehe, feel free. I hope you can get some feelings from it today. We are all born for our master, and our cultivation is the strongest weapon to cut through thorns and thorns for our master, which is exactly what you lack most. In retrospect, my grandfather was really wise at that time and strictly warned us that future generations should not give up practice even if they were trapped in the boundary under the abyss forever, but should take it as the first priority. Now, everything is proving how correct the words they left at that time. Girl, since you claim to be the master's woman, you should pay more for him than us. Around him, you should use your own hands to protect the master, not let the master protect you, otherwise it will only be a burden to the master. So don't play and slack off in the future, okay? " Yan Tianwei said meaningfully.

In front of Chu Jingtian and lengya, he had no scruples. The monk looked about forty or fifty years old, with a broad chin and surprisingly small eyes. He was holding a large Pu fan that had been damaged by less than half, and wearing a worn ordinary monk's clothes. It was autumn. The air was a little cold, but he opened his front and showed his breast. Seeing that a group of people arrived earlier than him, he grinned at them strangely. His eyes... Swept over them and finally landed on yangongruo's body. He didn't move away. His narrowed eyes smiled more strangely.

Yan gongruo was so angry that he was about to denounce him, but Yan Gongluo stretched out his hand to stop him and whispered, "this man is a terrible prostitute monk in kuishui country in recent ten years. He is named Wuhua monk. Although he is a monk, he enjoys his wife and daughter. He hates kuishui, but no one can do anything about him. He did come. "

"... is he good?" Yan gongruo resisted the impulse to dig out the flower free monk's eyes and hid at Yan qiusha's side to avoid his eyes, which made him feel more comfortable.

"Very good. If it's not powerful, how can it appear here. There will be no more than three people in kuishui who can defeat him. " Yan Gongluo said solemnly.

"He dares to think of me... I'll dig his eyes!" The burning bow, if his eyebrows were broken, said fiercely.

Although it was far away, such a distance was nothing to a real master. Her voice still reached the ears of monk Wuhua, and his smile became more and more strange.

For these masters, they all have their own pride. The strong are always used to coming out at the end. Therefore, not many people are willing to appear too early. And these are basically expected by yantianwei.

After the arrival of monk Wuhua, the number of people finally began to increase gradually. There were thirty or forty people before long. Not surprisingly, most of them observe others coldly with their eyes and ideas. There is no communication with each other except some people who have their origin or are familiar with each other. There are a lot of eyes on Yan Tianwei and his party. Except for some people who don't want to live to see the master duel, who is not a prominent figure on the Megatron side, none of them know. What's more striking is that there are four young people in their double ten or so.

Apart from them, none of these people is under the age of 30.

A white man appeared on Chu Jingtian's side like a ghost. He looked at them expressionless and said, "young man, this is not where you should come. At first, many young people with overconfidence came here every year, and eventually they were either dead or injured. Later, no one dared to come here casually. You'd better come back in 25 years or 50 years. "

"Age doesn't mean anything." Yan duancang said casually.

"But at least it can represent the inside information and accumulation of power. I don't want to do much, but these young people are all amazing and will become great things in the future. I don't want to see them destroyed here too early. They may have the ability to protect themselves while watching the war. But if you fight with an expert... Among these people, there are good and evil. Some may deliberately attack some rising stars. Take care of yourself. " The man said in a low voice, then ignored them and walked away.

"Hello! You look down on us, don't you? I tell you... "

"Girl, needless to say, he is also kind. The people gathered here are almost the same, even if they are not the strongest people in the whole continent. What he said is not empty words. Be careful. " Yan Qinghong interrupted Yan gongruo in a low voice, and then looked at Chu Jingtian and lengya with deep meaning. Today, in addition to completing what ye Wuchen told them, he looked forward to the performance of these two people - on that note, ye Wuchen specifically told him at the end: no matter what happens at the Tianchen magic martial arts conference, they are not allowed to help them, even if they are in danger of their lives under the master.

All kinds of people appeared one by one, men and women, some standing there, some squatting lazily on the ground, and some standing on the mountain wall with cold eyes. Gradually, the number of people has reached nearly 100, each of which is vaguely different, but it is not difficult to imagine how shocking it would be if all the people who came here built a force.

The flat area at the top of Luochen cliff is tens of meters long. At this time, there are all kinds of people standing sporadically, and all kinds of conversation are obviously warm. Yan Qinghong and Yan Tianwei deliberately kept silent and paid cold attention to every new person. After waiting quietly, Yan Tianwei's eyes suddenly glanced up, revealing a flash of essence in his eyes. At the same time, four elderly people in their 60s came up at the same time. With their arrival and deliberate release of momentum, a strange burning feeling wrapped the whole Luochen cliff. All eyes fell on the four old men at almost the same time. Because this is clearly the breath of the yanhunjue of the northern emperor Zong. That means that these four old people are from the North emperor Zongzhong, who are the order maintainers of this Tianchen magic martial arts conference. No matter how strong people are, even the sword God and war god will not easily offend the people of the South emperor Zong and the North emperor Zong. The name and unique characteristics of the Yan soul formula of the northern emperor sect and the water jade skill of the southern emperor sect are almost common sense in the cultivation circles of Tianchen mainland. It is difficult to admit your mistake. More than 20 years ago, the chaotic war between nanhuangzong and beidizong ended in the failure of beidizong due to the intervention of Tianlong royal family. Therefore, beidizong disappeared, and there has been no news for more than 20 years. However, those who are really discerning will not think that the North emperor Zong is afraid of the South emperor Zong, but smell some unusual flavor from it. Today, the people of beidizong did appear. No one felt the accident, but looked at them carefully with all kinds of eyes. Behind the four old men was a smiling young man. He looked about 25 years old and dressed casually, but he couldn't hide his extraordinary temperament that he was born higher than ordinary people that day. Anyone who took a look at him could see his extraordinary. The people kept the young man's appearance in mind. When they looked at him, they did not look at the strange eyes of cold cliff Chu. Just because he comes from beidizong“ Hum, what the Lord expected was right... That man is their little Lord, Yan Ximing. Sanwa, do you have confidence? " Yan Tianwei's mouth moved slightly, and a trace of sound came into Yan Gongluo's ear. Yan Gongluo clenched his fist and his face was calm. Although he didn't speak, he told him with his expression: I am the real North emperor! How could I lose to him“ With the help of the Lord, no one will realize that what we use is the soul burning formula they are familiar with. At that time, just let go and don't need any scruples. He... Is your first test. If you can't even defeat this' bastard ', who has the pure blood of the northern emperor and has been practicing hard since childhood, how can you follow your master! " Yan Tianwei screamed. Yan Gongluo nodded hard, glanced fiercely at Yan Ximing, and took it back in an instant. Yan Xi Ming seemed to feel something, his eyes moved sideways, but there was nothing{ Thank you for your support. Your support is our greatest motivation}this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation