My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"The one with his face covered in the back must be his direct disciple. How is his strength?" A young man asked curiously.

"I don't know. The last time I went to the Spiritual Realm was more than two hundred years ago. I met the Heaven-Slaying Monarch by chance. His disciple must be young. He wasn't even born at that time. I'm a teacher." How do you know so much?" The sect leader shook his head and said.

"Although I don't know his identity and strength, since he was accepted by the Heaven-Slaying Lord as his disciple, I'm afraid that his qualifications and character are far incomparable to others. Although Shen Yuxuan and others are very good, I'm afraid they won't get much benefit from meeting him. Ah." A sect leader next to him said worriedly.

"Is Chengyun Valley going to fall into the hands of outsiders like this?" Another sect leader also said with a worried look.

The five great kings and envoys of the Xuanji Domain gathered in Chengyun Valley, of course, not to drink and reminisce, but to compete for the ownership of Chengyun Valley. However, no matter how they fought, the meat would always rot in the pot, and no one was willing to let outsiders take over. So cheap.

But with the appearance of Nie Shitian, things were out of the control of the five great envoys of the Xuanji Realm. Meat was not something they could just rot in the pot if they wanted to. Not only the heads of the Holy Sect in the audience, but also the expressions of the envoys on the stage became much more serious.

Although the young disciples of each sect did not ask the answer, just looking at the solemn and solemn expressions on the faces of the sect leaders and envoys, they could guess how terrifying Nie Shitian was. Then he looked at the young man masked in black scarf, I was filled with anxiety, and I didn't dare to ask any more questions. The atmosphere in the venue also became depressing.

Gu Fenghua ignored Nie Shitian and looked at the masked man with confusion. The more he looked at the figure from behind, the more he felt that he had seen it before. Where had he seen it before?

As if feeling Gu Fenghua's gaze, the man suddenly turned his head. Four gazes met in the air like sharp swords. Gu Fenghua once again felt the unforgettable hatred. The other party's eyes also turned blood red, as if they were burning with raging fire.

fire! Gu Fenghua suddenly thought of something.

"Could it be him!" Gu Fenghua blurted out subconsciously.

"What is he, Fenghua, what are you talking about?" Luo Enen asked confusedly, not hearing what she was saying.

"It's nothing, I suddenly remembered something." Gu Fenghua shook his head and said.

A twisted and ferocious face vaguely appeared in my mind. Even though several years have passed, when I think of it again, I still remember it fresh.

However, shouldn't he have been reduced to ashes long ago and died without a burial place? How could he have survived until now? How could he have come to Wuji Holy Heaven and worshiped Nie Shitian? Impossible, impossible!

"Let's go up too." Just as Gu Fenghua was thinking secretly, Luo Enen said again.

When he raised his head, he realized that the masked man had followed Nie Shitian to the high platform and was standing straight behind him.

Shi Yanying, Shang Kangran and others in the back were walking towards the stage. Although Chengyun Jun was not here, of course the three major sword sects would not give up on Chengyun Valley because of this and sent their disciples to participate in the competition. Don't make people feel weird.

However, when Gu Fenghua and others appeared later, there was a sound of surprise from the crowd.

"Who are they? They are so bold and dare to take advantage of Chengyun Valley?" A young disciple said in surprise.