The Global Era of Immortal Cultivation: I Have a Hundredfold Reward

However, the situation within the sect is changing, talented people emerge from generation to generation, and Mu Feifei keeps a low profile on weekdays.

His story was quickly forgotten.

Those eight people were obviously in a group, and they were very dissatisfied with Mu Feifei and the others.

"We worked so hard for the quota. The two of them don't have to do anything to participate. It's so unfair!"

"Look, there is actually a tenth-level Qi Refiner. Isn't this a hindrance to our sect?"

"People want to get Jidan, which is different from our pursuit, haha."

"As long as anyone who participated in this trial does not know that the Foundation Establishment Pill is the most rubbish reward."

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Hong Yu narrowed his eyes, and said with an unfriendly expression: "If anyone insists, I will disqualify him from buying spiritual weapons at the Sword Cottage Weapon Shop!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was silent.

The next moment, someone exclaimed: "I remembered!"

"He's Jian Hut's disciple Hong Yu, the one with squinting eyes."

"Having not seen him for more than a year, I thought he had resigned."

During the year of Hong Yu's retreat and practice, it was Little Turkey who managed the weapon shop.

Everyone knows that there is a chicken shopkeeper in Jianlu, but Hong Yu has been forgotten.

At this time, Hong Yu's face twitched slightly.

What is squinting?

I squint my eyes, it's not a simple character at first glance, okay?

Now, those eight people looked at Hong Yu with a trace of fear.

After all, he couldn't afford to offend Jianlu.

Buy advanced weapons, only this one.

Some people haven't won the lottery yet!

At this time, Yan Wushang stood in front of the people and said, "I will lead the team for this trial, are you all ready?"

"If you're not ready, it's too late."

Everyone was speechless for a while, so what's the point of asking.

Yan Wushang sacrificed the golden lightsaber.

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, the golden lightsaber rose wildly.

"Big big!" Yan Wu muttered in his wound.

Soon, the golden lightsaber became a hundred meters in size.

Suspended in mid-air, like a speeding car, it is stable and stable.

The eight people exclaimed: "The sword of the suzerain is so high-end!"

"At first glance, it is much stronger than a high-level spiritual weapon!"

"I'm so envious of the suzerain, when will I be able to have such a divine sword?"

"You can shake the high-level spiritual weapon before talking about it!"

Yan Wushang pointed to Mu Feifei and said, "This fake treasure is from the hands of fellow Taoist Mu."

what?

Everyone's eyes widened, and they looked over in disbelief.

"The golden light sword was actually made by this junior brother?"

"My mother, isn't he a senior craftsman?"

"Oh my God, seeing that he has been silent, I thought he was a younger brother, but I didn't expect him to be a hidden boss."

"Ah, is there a pendant on the boss's leg? A sweet voice can warm the bed."

"Go away, look at your unshaven beard, why would the big brother find you, you have to be fair-skinned like me."

When Hong Yu heard this, she became anxious.

Don't these top disciples lose their integrity?

Don't try to compete with Lao Tzu for master!

Mu Feifei ignored everyone, and directly said to Yan Wushang: "You talk too much."

His tone was cold, not like an ordinary disciple at all, but like an elder scolding a junior.

Their eyes widened.

Even if they had ten guts, they would not dare to speak to the Sovereign in such a tone.

In the end, what was surprising was that Yan Wushang nodded wildly: "What Fellow Daoist Mu said was that I was careless just now."

Simply humble like a follower.

hiss!

The eight of them collectively gasped.

Mu Feifei's status in their hearts rose again and again.

After a while.

Everyone sat on the flying sword.

The hundred-meter flying sword rose slowly, and with a whoosh, it flew into the sky.

Yan Wushang stood at the head of the sword, with his hands behind his back, very chic.

However, he didn't hold on to his calm expression for a few seconds before it was over.

Yan Wushang turned his head, and said helplessly, "You guys, don't all crowd next to Mu Daoyou."

"The force is unbalanced, and the sword will flip over in a while!"

Chapter 102 The six sects make their debut

"Okay, suzerain."

The eight people stood next to Mu Feifei, like guardians of the Dharma, staring at each other, and no one was willing to leave.

Swept by the high air flow, the flying sword began to shake continuously, and the amplitude became larger and larger.

"what!"

"The sword is flipped!"

The screams continued.

Finally toss to the destination.

This is a desolate mountain.

With a bang, the flying sword fell to the ground like an eggplant beaten by frost.

It looked like it had lost its aura.

This group of disciples hugged the sword tightly, like monkeys hanging on a tree, and dared not let go for a long time.

"Yo, isn't this Lao Yan?"

"What is your landing position? It's very unique."

Suddenly, a strong and powerful man walked by.

Although he was dressed gorgeously, he couldn't hide his soaring aura and looked very domineering.

Yan Wushang got up from the ground, brushed the dust off his body, and said, "So it's Old Deng from the Blood Knife Sect. Are you still alive?"

From the very beginning, it was such an embarrassing greeting, Lao Deng said angrily: "You are not dead yet, why would I go before you?"

Yan Wushang: "It's okay, you don't have to wait for me."

"After all, I'm younger than you."

All the disciples were amazed, and they didn't know what kind of grievances there were between the two.

It's so exciting when you come up.

A typical watcher is not afraid of big things.

Mu Feifei looked around.

This bare hill.

A group of people had already arrived first, and they were the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect led by Lao Deng.

Each of them carried a giant knife on their backs, and their bodies were filled with evil spirits.

All of them had fierce expressions, with playful eyes, and kept looking at the disciples of Jianzong.

On the side of Dahe Jianzong, no one has been convinced.

Everyone stared back immediately.

Is this blood knife gate a den of bandits?

What are you looking at?

Suddenly, a large flying spiritual weapon came through the sky from the sky.

The crowd looked up.

I saw an extremely gorgeous silk and satin came into view.

Like a long rainbow, across the sky.

The disciples sitting on it all have an extraordinary temperament and are extremely eye-catching.

"It's Tianxiu Valley!"

"That's the spiritual weapon of their sect, the colorful silk silk!"

someone exclaimed.

Hong Yu's eyes straightened even more: "There are so many fairies!"

The colorful silk silk landed, and the disciples of Tianxiu Valley stepped down.

The appearance of each with long hair fluttering makes people imagine.

"We're not the first wave to arrive."

"This is Xuedaomen and Tianhe Jianzong, their disciples are all ugly."

A Tianxiu Valley disciple said with a look of disgust.

Just hearing this voice, Hong Yu's originally squinting eyes suddenly changed.

What the hell!

Why is the voice of the fairy so thick?

Is there a strong heart under the soft appearance?

King Kong Barbie?

A Sword Sect disciple named Liu Zhi next to him said: "The disciples of Tianxiu Valley are all male and female..."

"what?"

"They're all old men?"

"I actually lusted after the backs of a group of men?"

Hong Yu's expression suddenly petrified, as if he had eaten Xiang.

One day Xiugu's disciple saw Mu Feifei, and his eyes lit up: "Sisters, look quickly, there is a handsome young man there."

"Where is that, don't block me."