Chapter 1854 (1/2)

After looking at the mountain gate of Qingfengzong, Xiao Fan went straight up and walked forward, intending to slam the Zongmen stone tablet and calling for the Qingfeng Zong people to come out.

“dong!”, “dong!”, “dong!”…

Under the tapping of Xiao Fan, the Zongmen stone tablet immediately gave a rhythmic sound and was introduced into the breeze.

After the interest rate!

A breeze disciples quickly rushed out of the Qingfeng dynasty, walked out of the mountain gate, and stood in front of Xiao Fan and others.

just!

“Several people are also coming to watch the game? Please come in!” Haven’t waited for Xiao Fan and others to open, this breeze disciple is first directed at Xiao Fan and others nodded, directly said.

“Watching? What kind of battle?” Hearing this Qingfengzong discipline, Xiao Fan and others were all amazed, then Xiao Fan raised an eyebrow and asked.

“Please come here!” But this breeze disciple is already far away, and then quickly flies away from the distance, and does not return to Xiao Fan and others.

“Go!” Xiao Fan looked towards the distance, nodded and said, the body shape with this breeze disciples quickly move forward, Linshan, Lime, Xiao Wangba, several people are also immediately up.

quickly!

Xiao Fan and others came to the martial arts field of Qing Fengzong, and when the Xiao Fan entire group arrived, the martial arts field was already crowded.

Many of the ancestral gates in the ancient city are gathered here, and then hold the breath one by one, expression is excited to watch the battle in the martial arts field.

“Hey, man, what’s the situation? What are the two people who are fighting in the field?” Xiao Wangba is familiar, runs directly to the shoulder of a middle-aged cultivator, and then looks at the martial arts field. The two scenes that are fiercely fighting, said very warmly about the middle-aged man cultivator.

“It’s the 13th Taibao and the Qingfengzong’s contemporary Tianjiao Lingfeng!” The attention of the middle-aged man cultivator is in the battle of the field. For the hot enquiry of Xiao Wangba on the shoulder, he did not respond, still Looked at the field, and then replied casually.

“Oh? The 13th Taibao of Wanlin and the contemporary Tianjiao Lingfeng of the Qingfengzong are riding the wind? Why are they fighting here?” Xiao Wangba said strangely.

“I heard that the first phase of the secluded field is just around the corner, and the sacred son wants to win the first battle in the secluded field, so he has to recruit followers and remove some resistance from all sides in the first battle of the secluded field!” Middle-aged man cultivator I haven’t responded yet. The subconscious answer to Xiao Wangba’s words is, “Let him stay in a state of complete victory, and then with the bloodless, thunder, windy, spiritual Priestess, purple dust mites five people to the peak matchup! ”

“And this swaying wind is the contemporary arrogance of the Qingfeng sect, the talents are eye-catching, the strength is amazing, and it is also a rare outstanding person of the young generation of the secluded people. So the sacred son is interested…!”

The middle-aged man cultivator said for a long time, finally turned his head and glanced at his shoulder, and this shackle was not tight, suddenly reacted, and saw the person who asked his own words, his face was suddenly black.

“Where is the trough, where is the king?” The middle-aged man cultivator immediately screamed, and his shoulders swayed, and Xiao Wangba was suddenly smashed.

“Brother, you haven’t finished talking yet, what’s the matter with the bones of the gods?” Xiao Wangba was suspended in the air, still said to the middle-aged man cultivator.