Chapter 839： Huh, how are you

"Okay, okay, this is the end of the matter, the envoy doesn't say much, just follow the envoy!"

As the special envoy of Hehezong, Ying Jiujue, one of the few micro-level experts in the neon light world, would naturally not be as knowledgeable as a kid.

He shook his head and waved to everyone.

Immediately, he took the lead and walked towards Bengshan Valley.

When everyone saw this, they quickly followed.

According to the rules, the Mingdianzong team with the strongest strength should take the lead to show its status as the head of the four sects.

However, Li Xiaowen and Wu Yufeng didn't move. Instead, they gestured respectfully to Ye Meng, Bai Huazong went first!

Ye Meng didn't know these ways, he only asked Li Xiaowen and Wu Yufeng to please him, and immediately walked forward with his head high!

Xue Ziqian and other disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect, although they felt that this was a bit unruly, Ye Meng had already left at this time, and they had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

After Ye Meng and Baihuazong's team walked out, Li Xiaowen and Wu Yufeng took the Mingdianzong disciples and set off slowly.

Wan Jianzong, who arrived at the latest, was at a loss and wondered.

The leader of Wan Jianzong was Shaoxuan, the Sword Emperor, one of the Seven Swords. He frowned, turned his head and asked Zhang Moran.

"Brother Mo Ran, what's going on? Hundred Flowers Sect actually ranked first?"

Hearing this, Zhang Moran barely squeezed a smile on his face.

"The Hundred Flower Sect is naturally qualified!"

After that, he took the disciples of Luo Jizong and followed without looking back.

What a joke, the four are rivals with each other, so Zhang Moran would not kindly remind Huang Shaoxuan how terrifying Ye Meng would be!

He was eager for the other party to eat it in Ye Meng's hands!

"Huh! You Zhang Moran is just the bottom of the Eighth Young Masters, you dare to put on airs in front of me!"

Huang Shaoxuan snorted coldly, with a black face, and hurriedly followed with the Wan Jianzong disciple behind him.

Originally, their Wan Jianzong could still be ranked third, but now it is good, and they have directly become the bottom existence, which made Huang Shaoxuan's heart naturally dissatisfied to the extreme.

"The **** Golden Eagle, the Green Eagle, and the **** Zhang Moran, when I get to Yanai, if I don't show you some colors, I won't believe in the emperor!"

"And that little kid, I also want to teach him a lesson, lest he doesn't know the heights of the sky and wants to step on my Wan Jianzong to get ahead? It's a dream!"

Huang Shaoxuan, who was in a bad mood, suddenly thought about it.

After walking for a while, the entrance of Beng Valley was in sight.

Ying Jiujue, who took the lead, stopped.

"This is the entrance. The disciple of Ming Dianzong is on the left... Huh? Why are you? The people of Ming Dianzong?"

Ying Jiujue turned his head while speaking.

The next moment, his face suddenly became astonished.

It was not Li Xiaowen and Wu Yufeng of Ming Dianzong who appeared in front of him, but the little kid named Ye Meng!

"Of course it's this baby!"

Ye Meng curled his lips, a look of disapproval.

"This little kid..."

Upon seeing this, Ying Jiujue shook his head secretly, and stopped talking to Ye Meng, turned his head and glanced at Xue Ziqian.

"You Hundred Flowers Sect, stand in the second position from the left!"

For Ye Meng, this little kid, Ying Jiujue naturally didn't believe it, so he said this to Xue Ziqian.

After all, even if Xue Ziqian's strength is weak, he is at least an adult with thinking ability. Compared with Ye Meng, he is always better!

After the order, the teams of Mingdianzong, Luojizong, and Wanjianzong all arrived!

They arranged in accordance with Ying Jiujue's instructions!