Emperor Jiuyin

These people were soon attracted by a group of people.

They gathered in the center of the courtyard and talked loudly. Standing in the center of the crowd was a man of medium height wearing a yellow shirt.

The man's beard is gray and yellow, like withered grass. Although it is neatly combed, it makes people feel quite ugly. Fortunately, this man's face was not ugly. He had a long face, a high nose, and a pair of deep eyes, which covered up his unsightly beard and hair.

"Isn't this the Holy Lord of the Five Mountains?" Everyone surrounded the man, with a hint of admiration in their eyes.

In such a place where there are so many talented people and experts, it is not an easy thing to gain everyone's admiration.

You know, everyone here thinks very highly of themselves and is not inferior to others. Being able to get everyone's admiration, even just a little bit, is enough to be proud of.

"I didn't expect to see Brother Wuyue here. It's such a pleasure to meet him!"

"I've always heard that Brother Wuyue's strength is unfathomable. When I saw him today, his appearance was truly extraordinary."

"Brother Wu Yue came to participate in the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament this time. I'm afraid he came with the goal of winning the championship, right?"

Everyone was not stingy with their compliments. In their opinion, the strong deserved praise. This was not a deliberate flattery to please the Five Sacred Lords, but a heartfelt compliment.

The Five Sacred Lords did not expect that his appearance would cause such a big commotion. Although he was surprised, he was more secretly happy.

The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains laughed and said: "What the hell, you all are so complimentary. How can I be so virtuous and capable that you can praise me like this? I feel so ashamed!"

Li Hanxue gradually moved closer to the crowd, wanting to see what abilities this so-called Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains had that could make so many Saint Lord masters sincerely admire him.

"Brother Wu Yue has gone through more than nine thousand battles, large and small, without losing a single battle since his debut. Such impressive achievements are truly rare!" A ninth-level holy king showed sincere admiration on his face.

The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains waved his hand quickly and said very humbly: "It's a fluke."

"Hey, brother Wu Yue is wrong. Victory in a hundred battles is a fluke. Victory in a thousand battles can be said to be a fluke. But to say that victory in more than nine thousand battles is a fluke would be too modest." A demon saint Jun Dao: "I heard that the most popular one is the battle between the Five Mountains Saints and the two Saints, Xiao Yin Saint Lord and White Crane Saint Lord. Both Xiao Yin Saint Lord and White Crane Saint Lord are the holy realms of the magic giant Tianwei Sect. Masters, these two people have been at the peak of the Saint King for hundreds of years, and they are already invincible.

I once wanted to be killed by the Five Sacred Lords, but I deeply admire you! "

The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains said with a smile: "Sage Lord Xiao Yin and Lord White Crane are both people who seek fame and reputation, and they don't have much strength. If you fight against them, you will definitely win easily!"

Li Hanxue just watched quietly as the Five Sacred Lords responded to the questions from the surrounding saints.

But for some reason, Li Hanxue didn't feel strong enough about the Five Sacred Lords!

Of course, this does not mean that the Five Sacred Lords are weak. No one who can go to Longhui Island to participate in the world's best martial arts meeting will be a weak hand.

Although the Five Sacred Lords are not weak, Li Hanxue feels that this person cannot bear the praise and admiration of the saints around him.

Perhaps it was because Li Hanxue and Gong Xiyang had been together for a long time. Looking at the Five Sacred Lords at this moment, the psychological oppression caused by the two to Li Hanxue was not at the same level.

"This person is just an ordinary person." Li Hanxue was about to leave.

Suddenly someone asked loudly, "Brother Wuyue, I heard that after the battle between Oniwu Shengjun and Zixu Shengjun Tianding Mountain was narrowly won with one move, you fought with Oniwu Shengjun for several days, and almost caused Oniwu Shengjun to die. I wonder if this is true?”

The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains has his own strength, but among all the top Saint Lord masters in the world, he can only be ranked in the second echelon, and he is still some distance away from the real first-echelon masters. His reputation is basically based on rumors and bragging. Oniwu Shengjun has always been a solitary person, and the dragon has never seen its end. This person has no friends and not many enemies. People were extremely afraid of him, so they did not dare to be friends with him, nor did they dare to make enemies with him. There are basically no people who really have the exact information about Lord Oniwu. Therefore, on Nebula Continent

Everything about Oniwu Shengjun is basically based on rumors.

The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains seized on this point and bragged and built up momentum, turning himself from a second-tier Holy Lord master into a top master on par with the Oniwu Holy Lord. At this moment, when he faced such a question, he was already on the verge of death. He could only pretend to be profound and said: "That battle is a long story. Brother Oniwu's cultivation is really unparalleled and shocking, but during the fight, Brother Oniwu didn't know Because I was distracted by something, I exposed my flaw and was caught by me.

Upright"

The hearts of the saints around him were raised, with nervous and excited expressions on their faces, "So what was the final result? Did Oniwu Sage win, or did you, Brother Wuyue, win?"

"Well" the Five Sacred Lords pondered for a long time, but did not speak.

Everyone stared at the Five Sacred Lords, waiting for his move. After all, this matter was related to the title of the No. 1 Saint Lord in the world, and no one could care less.

In fact, apart from a few of the masters of the Holy Lord who came to Ryuui Island to participate in the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament, most of the masters of the Holy Lord who were extremely confident or knew little about Onimu Holy Lord thought they had a chance to win the first place. They are all here to compete for second place.

In their hearts, they have already acquiesced that Oniwu Shengjun is the well-deserved and unshakable number one master.

"Brother Wu Yue, tell me, who won in the end?"

"Which one is stronger, Lord Oniwu, or you? Lord Lord Wuyue, please speak up."

Everyone kept urging.

Although the Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains appeared calm on the surface, he was agitated and restless in his heart.

"Damn it, are these guys still holy kings? Why are they gossiping like ordinary people? It's none of your business who is the strongest and who is the weakest." The Five Sacred Lords cursed in their hearts.

"Haha." Someone in the crowd sneered, "How can someone like you deserve to be compared with Oniwu Sage? How ridiculous."

The Five Sacred Lords looked through the crowd and suddenly saw a young man.

The Five Sacred Lords smiled and said, "Your Excellency seems to have some advice?"

Li Hanxue also noticed this young man, but what made him more concerned was the young man standing behind him.

This young man was wearing a plain gray robe, and his appearance was as plain as his clothes. He was so ordinary that no one would notice him even if he were among a group of ordinary people.

When Li Hanxue looked at the young man, the young man also turned his dull face away. When the same dull gaze shot into Li Hanxue's eyes, Li Hanxue was shocked all over, as if he had been struck by lightning. Although the young man did not exude any breath, the invisible oppression made Li Hanxue feel frightened instantly. This kind of oppression reminded Li Hanxue of the feeling when he faced Gong Xiyang.