Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Among the three people, the old man in the middle gathered his energy into a cloud and floated down with the three people in his arms, as if an immortal had come to this world.

The eighteen disciples had never seen such a scene before, and they were all stunned for a moment.

This old man's control of Qi was beyond their understanding of Qi gathering power.

"Wukongwen!"

The moment he saw the old man, Gong Liangyu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Wu Kongwen, a peak Qi-gathering expert from the Wuji Sect, was on par with him in terms of strength. He had not appeared in front of the world for two hundred years.

Unexpectedly, this time he actually showed up in person with someone.

Wukongwen has sky-high black hair and looks extremely domineering, completely different from the aging Gong Liangyu.

He led his two disciples down from the sky and laughed loudly: "Good old man, you are not dead yet..."

Gong Liangyu sneered and said: "You old turtle is not dead, how could I die... Wu, you led people to ruin my Yuanzong Huiwu, do you think my temper will get better as I get older?"

Wukongwen laughed loudly, and the sound shook the eardrums of the eighteen disciples present.

"Hahahaha... Gongliang old ghost, others don't understand your arrogant temper, how can I know? Don't worry, I, the Wuji Sect, have no intention of breaking your Yuanzong Mountain Gate. I just want to see how young and talented you are in the Yuanzong Martial Arts Competition. There are so many people emerging one after another, and I just want to send a few junior disciples to compete with them for a while..."

This Wu Kongwen was at the foot of Yuanzong Mountain, laughing and cursing as he pleased, seemingly not paying attention to Yuanzong at all.

To the disciples of the eighteen sects, Yuan Zong was like a god. They had never thought that someone would dare to treat Yuan Zong like this.

However, Qin Lie's lesson is right in front of him, and no one dares to stand up and seek death in this situation.

More than fifty geniuses from the eighteen disciplines, in an instant, changed from the protagonists to the supporting roles.

All of them looked like clowns, sitting on their chairs, restless.

"Your Majesty!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

At this moment, four figures flew down from the stairs to the sky and appeared next to Gong Liangyu. They were Hua Tiandu, Li Tai, and Chu Xinghe.

At this time, the four people looked solemn and looked at Ye Cheng with fear.

Qin Lie is the ninth in the inner sect. Although his strength is slightly weaker than the others, he is still an incredible earth-level genius.

At this time, he was knocked down by Ye Cheng with a punch.

Ye Cheng's strength has definitely reached a level that they have to face up to.

"Discuss?"

Gong Liangyu glanced at the Yukong Zhou above his head with cold eyes, "Putting the Yukong Zhou on the old man's head, what kind of competition is this..."

Before he finished speaking, Gong Liangyu suddenly stretched out his hand and slowly opened it toward the void!

The next moment, a giant hand made of true energy appeared around Yu Kongzhou, holding it tightly like the palm of a god.

As long as Gong Liangyu holds it hard, the Royal Air Boat will be shattered into pieces.

boom!

On the Yukong Zhou, a sharp sword energy was suddenly released, shattering Gong Liangyu's true energy hand.

"Brother Gongliang, I haven't seen you for many years, but your temper is still so bad..."

Two people flew out of the Royal Sky Boat again.

The leader was a middle-aged man carrying a sword box on his back, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and an extraordinary bearing.

Next to him was a little girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, looking up and down like a fairy, full of extraordinary aura.

"Xi Yushan! You are actually colluding with the old turtle..."

Seeing the visitor, Gong Liangyu's expression became solemn.

Wan Jian Zong, Xi Yushan!

His reputation is still higher than that of him and Wu Kongwen, and he is as famous as Yuanzong Lu Fengxian. He is known as one of the three strongest men in Xuanfu who most hope to be on the Qianlong List.

This person seems elegant and easy-going, but he is extremely murderous. Every time he appears, he will inevitably cause a bloody storm.

In the realm of Xuanfu, it is known as the magic sword.

If he shows up, nothing good will happen!

"Brother Gongliang, that's all you have to say... Just as Brother Wu said, we are here just for discussion..."

Xi Yushan's face was full of smiles. If his lips weren't so thin and his smile didn't look sincere, he might have become a smiling person.

At this time, every time Xi Yushan laughed, it made the eighteen disciples feel creepy and shuddering.

Gong Liangyu's face slowly turned gloomy.

Wuji Sect and Wanjian Sect, the two sects joined forces to attack the door. It was obvious that the attackers were evil.

But he couldn't refuse at all.

Once he refuses, if the two of them join forces, he may not be able to support the sect and send help.

Moreover, he also wanted to take the opportunity to see what the purpose of these two usually incompatible guys teaming up to knock on the door.

After pondering for a moment, he looked at Hua Tiandu and the others.

As for the other guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, he simply ignored him.

"Your Majesty, please let me meet this Wuji Sect Yecheng!"

Chu Xinghe cupped his hands, took off the middle-grade spiritual weapon long knife from his back, and stood in front of Ye Cheng.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of all the eighteen disciples present were unnaturally distorted.

In the eyes of the eighteen sects, middle-grade spiritual weapons are considered to be the treasures of the sect.

Nanmen Wan'er was snatched away from the Blood Yuan Sword by Han Yang, which was like breaking the foundation of the Yiyuan Sect.

But now, a random peak bone-forging disciple of Yuan Zong is actually holding a mid-grade spiritual weapon, which makes the disciples of the eighteen sects feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Not far away, Su Moyi's expression was a little numb.

He was just trying out Ye Cheng's flaws, but he didn't expect it to cause such a big stir.

For a moment, even he couldn't recover.

"Brother Su..."

At this moment, Han Yang walked up to Su Moyi.

Su Moyi looked at Han Yang suspiciously. What was he doing coming over at this time?

Han Yang bent his fingers and knocked back. The dragon's roar sounded from the sword box behind him, and the Tianyuan Sword flew out.

"Ye Cheng is too arrogant... After this Chu Xinghe is defeated, you use this sword to defeat him!"

Han Yang looked at Su Moyi with a smile, as if he was asking Su Moyi to borrow two taels of soy sauce from his neighbor's house next door.

Su Moyi looked at Han Yang blankly for a long time, "Do you think Yuan Zong's people will lose?"

This person is also weird. He didn't ask Han Yang why he lent him a high-grade spiritual weapon. He was not afraid of not returning the loan?

Han Yang turned back to look at the field and chuckled: "Ye Cheng has not used any weapons until now..."

Su Moyi was stunned again, and then looked at Ye Cheng slightly dullly.

This seems to be the case. Ye Cheng has never used weapons since his appearance.

"Yuanzong, Chu Xinghe, please enlighten me!"

Chu Xinghe pointed the knife diagonally at the ground and made a starting gesture.

Ye Cheng glanced at the knife in Chu Xinghe's hand, then at Chu Xinghe, and chuckled: "You are much stronger than that good-for-nothing Qin Lie... you are qualified to let me use weapons..."

Ye Cheng stretched his hand forward, and a charming woman standing next to Wukong Wen tossed it casually, and a long black knife fell steadily into Ye Cheng's hand.

Seeing this long knife, Han Yang had such a smile in his eyes, and said to Su Moyi on the side: "Later, if you can help me snatch this knife over, that top-grade spiritual weapon Tianyuan Sword, I will I’ll give it to you.”