Chapter 126
Zhao Yun is now a big shot in martial arts.

But this time I happened to settle down in Heart City, and I don't know when I will see the dragon-like figure again. As the city lord, Mao Zeyun naturally invited him.

There was nothing to do, so he just walked there. Besides, this is the territory of Danzong, so he happened to drop by to learn about the people's sentiments.

at dusk.

The City Lord's Mansion, which covers an area of ​​ten mu, is brightly lit at this time, and countless servants and maids are flying through the crowd like butterflies, and the flow of people is endless.Zhao Yun floated over dressed in black.

This time, not only the high-level executives of Heart City, but also the descendants of the great families, and even the young lady of the Sacred Fire Cult also attended.

At this time, outside the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, someone suddenly shouted:
"No. [-] Zhao Yun, Mr. Zhao Zong, here we are!"

"Da da!"

Immediately afterwards, I saw a man with a Chinese face and a heroic look leading a group of people, striding towards the door.

"The villain Mao Zeyun, I have met Mr. Zhao Zong." With a thick smile on his face with Chinese characters, his eyes were narrowed into slits, looking at Zhao Yun's posture, he did not look like the lord of a city.

"I'm just here to grab a bite to eat, so don't be too polite, please!" Zhao Yun laughed.

"It's my honor, Mao Zeyun, please!" Although Mao Zeyun is old enough to be Zhao Yun's father and is also a Martial Emperor, he doesn't have any airs in Zhao Yun, and he is cheerful.

Zhao Yun raised his head and glanced around.

On the high platform, there were already two figures. One was the eldest lady of the Holy Fire Cult, Lin Qingwu, and the other was Gui Jianchou who was sitting one step behind.The ancestors of various big families and the bosses of the chamber of commerce sat on the sidelines.

Further down is a group of young juniors, like some disciples of the Alchemy Sect who are training outside, Zhao Yun also saw Mu Yunhong, Pang Shan and others!
As for Zhao Yun's position, he sat in the first place without hesitation. Even Mao Zeyun, the organizer of this banquet, just sat opposite Lin Qingwu.

"Am I overstepping the mark a bit?" Zhao Yun looked around and smiled lightly.

The calm and not loud voice came to the ears of the guests in an instant, as if the speaker was by his side.

The sound transmission was secret, and it was only aimed at all the guests present. As for the mediocre people who shuttled in it, they continued to be busy with the matter at hand indifferently, as if they didn't hear this sentence.

The pupils of the great clan ancestors who were originally very displeased with being number one on the day's list shrank.

Not only does this require powerful true energy, but the use of true energy has reached the point of being meticulous.

"My lord, you are joking. You are the most powerful person in the list. It is more than enough to sit in the main seat. I will naturally be convinced." Mao Zeyun stood up and smiled at Zhao Yun with some flattery.

Number one on the list, Zhao Yun laughed inwardly.

The Tianbang is a list for Wu Zong masters, and it is the most authoritative ranking list in the martial arts world. The masters who can be listed on the list are all big men with high net worth.But now that Zhao Yun has achieved Saint Martial Sect, the number one on the day's list cannot be counted.

"Master Mao, thank you for your hospitality, I'm nagging."

Lin Qingwu raised her glass, her red lips parted slightly, her eyes were as cold as frost.

"Don't dare, don't dare, the young miss is really pissing off Mao." Mao Zeyun stood up in a panic, and drank it down.

In terms of cultivation, although Mao Zeyun is stronger.But after all, this young lady is from the Sacred Fire Cult, and even the disciples of Danzong want to coax her, let alone him, the little city lord.

"It's my little sister Sansheng's luck to meet Zhao Zong, who is number one in the heaven list here. Thanks to Zhao Zong for his generosity with this glass of wine from City Lord Mao!" Lin Qingwu looked at Zhao Yun's face. Show a smile.

"Small idea, sit down!" Zhao Yun did not get up, but raised his glass and replied.

And offstage.

Many juniors are also discussing.

"Lin Qingwu is the contemporary descendant of the Sacred Fire Sect. She is proficient in the martial arts of the Sacred Fire Order. It is rumored that she can rival the masters of the Wuzong sect!"

The young master of the Long family looked at the beauty sitting on the table and sighed.

"But no matter how awesome he is, he can't compare to Mr. Zhao Zong. He is only 19 years old, young and supreme!"

Then someone followed and sighed.

"Yes, Master of Alchemy, Master of Henglian, Master of Formation, all of them are all in one."

"This is the top talent in martial arts, and Zhao Zong is the top talent in the world. It is rare to see them in normal times. If it weren't for City Lord Mao today, we wouldn't even be qualified to meet them."

Mu Yunhong sat there in a daze, and the little friends who went through that life-and-death test also had a daze in their eyes.

Pang Shan looked at Zhao Yun who was sitting on it talking and laughing, showing a hint of dissatisfaction on his face, but when he thought of the other party's achievements, he was like a discouraged ball, wilting.

"To be as young as Zhao Zong and achieve the honor of martial arts, a man should be like this, let people yearn for it!"

The juniors present were full of praise for Zhao Yun.

At a similar age, he has climbed to a height that no one else can reach in his lifetime.He is the role model pursued by warriors all over the world, and of course there are also arrogant people who dismiss him.

"It looks so young, but it is a great martial arts master, alchemy master, array master, etc. It must be a mist bomb released by Bai Xiaosheng."

"There are many disguise techniques in martial arts. Who knows if that person is really young, maybe he is an old monster in his seventies or eighties?"

With a great reputation, there must be criticism.

However, many people dare not have the slightest doubt about Zhao Yun's identity as the great master of martial arts, after all, Zhao Yun's opponents are all dead.

On the main seat, the ancestors were talking and laughing happily, toasting Zhao Yun frequently, and there were endless words of praise, which seemed to be Zhao Yun's boasting meeting.

Lin Qingwu looked at Zhao Yun surrounded by many elders, with envy and a trace of dissatisfaction in her beautiful eyes.

As the banquet gradually came to an end, the juniors sitting below became a little eager to try.

"Zhao Zong, this is my unhappy grandson, Long Yun, why don't you come and see Master Zhao Zong soon!" The ancestor of the Long family pulled his grandson over and smiled at Zhao Yun.

"Greetings to Mr. Zhao Zong!" Long Yun blushed so excitedly that he was about to bleed to see the legendary figure.

Immediately afterwards, all the ancestors who came to the banquet pulled out their grandsons to show their presence, just to make an impression in front of Zhao Yun.

"Master Zhao Zong is grateful for his life-saving grace, and Yi'er is the first to do it first."

The little girl from a few days ago changed the big robe of that day, and wore a princess outfit, holding a huge wine glass in her slender hands, and her small face was solemn.

Zhao Yun glanced at Mu Yunhong, saw a smile on the corner of Mu Yunhong's mouth, couldn't help smiling, raised his wine glass to touch Yun Yier, and drank with his head up.

Next, the third-generation heirs of the Wang family, Yun family and other families also came to toast Zhao Yun.However, they are different from Mu Yunhong and others, they are just brushing up their presence, so Zhao Yun just took a sip.

(End of this chapter)

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