Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Brother, we are a long way from Ziyangzong. I wonder if it would be convenient?"

The clear laughter came slowly, so that everyone present was stunned and looked around.

I saw three figures suddenly appearing in front of him. A handsome young man was in the lead. This man was dressed in a white robe, his eyebrows were clear, his steps slowly, and he had an extraordinary temperament.

Followed by two beautiful women, with beautiful faces and slender figures, the eyes of the men's repair were instantly brightened.

It is Lingxian and Yunyan, and Yunmeng.

"Brother, it's not yet time for the real assessment. Is it convenient to do it?"

Ling Xian smiled and spoke very politely.

However, in the face of Ling Xian's arching fists, the old man looked dull and sneered: "Young man, are you provoking me?"

Ling Xian frowned, and said, "Why Brother Dao?"

"I just said that the assessment has officially started. If there are monks coming in, they are all considered late, but you asked me to make it convenient for you. Isn't that a provocation?" The old man smiled faintly.

"Taoyou, you have to be unreasonable. This is just a word of negotiation, how can it be provocative?" Ling Xian frowned, his expression cooled down, after all, he was good at talking, after all, today is to make The two Yunyan sisters participated in the assessment.

However, this man was so overbearing that it made him feel angry.

"I'm so unreasonable, how can you help me? Since I have announced the start of the assessment, then I have no discussion, and obediently go aside, otherwise, I will cure you of the crime of obstructing the assessment." The old man is extremely proud.

"If I remember correctly, the assessment time for Ziyangzong is set at noon." Ling Xian glanced at the sun in the sky and said, "But now, we are still a quarter of an hour before noon. We are not late."

"I don't know the stupid idiot." The old man gave Lingxian a scornful look, disdain: "I have the final say here, I said you are late, you are late, what?"

"A monk in the early stages of building a base was dare to be so overbearing, Ziyang Zong is really amazing." Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and his anger was rising. He knew the injustice of this world, he also understood the hegemony of this world, and he knew this The world has no justifiable rules.

But when the injustice hit him, he couldn't bear it and didn't want to.

On what grounds?

Rely on the strong? Make rules with the strong?

Ling Xian was burning in anger, but his expression was as plain as water. He looked at the proud old man in front of him and slowly spit out seven words.

"Dogs fight for powerful things."

Suddenly, the scene was silent.

All eyes looked at Ling Xian, their eyes were full of incredible.

Dogs fight against powerful things?

Is this ... scolding the elder?

Everyone was shocked and stunned for a moment, and the shock in their eyes turned into ridicule, pity, and gloating.

"Haha, it's interesting, this kid really doesn't know how to live or die, even the elders of Ziyangzong dare to abuse?"

"It's boring and crooked. What do you think about at a young age? You don't have to use this method to find death."

"Yeah, but the elders of the Ziyang Sect, the strong men in the foundation period, have offended them, I am afraid that they will be connected to the Jiulian race."

"Sure, this person insulted Ziyangzong's elders in public, and he will die. It's a pity that the two girls behind him are like flowers."

There were many people in the audience who were ridiculous, merciful, and gloating, but without exception, his speech was full of disapproval of Ling Xian, and he was undoubtedly dead.

This is also normal. As the elder of the Ziyangzong, the elder may not be considered strong, but his status is very high. Especially in this case, Ziyangzong's face is represented. Who dares to disrespect him?

Insulting him is equivalent to hitting the face of Ziyangzong!

However, Ling Xian has no fear, let alone abusive, he dare to kill the old man in public.

To others, Ziyang Zong, one of the three transcendental forces, is indeed powerful, and can be said to be high above, overlooking Shi'ao Island. Except for Xuanyin Zong and Lingjian Gate, no other party dares to provoked easily.

However, Ling Xian didn't have the slightest fear. With his current strength, even if all the monks who were above the foundation period of the Ziyang Sect swarmed up, he could retreat calmly without any injuries.

In this way, it is naturally fearless, dare to use the excalibur in his hands to kill the long and bright!

"Well, good boy, dare to insult me, you don't put me in your eyes." The old man looked gloomy, looking at the handsome young man in front of him, and was full of murderous intentions.

"What kind of thing do you deserve to let me put you in my eyes? I'm polite to you because I want you to recruit disciples from Ziyangzong. Otherwise, speaking to you in your capacity is all to me. An insult. "

Ling Xian's mouth raised, Zhang sneered, Zhang madly showed!

At first, the reason for being polite was that the sisters Yunyun wanted to worship Ziyang Sect, but at this moment, their faces had been torn, and there was no hope for worshiping Ziyang Sect. Lingxian naturally did not have to worry about words. Among them, full of killing intention.

"Boy, do you know who I am? I'm the elder of the Ziyangzong. You dare to abuse me. I want you to die, and I have to slap your nine races!" The old man looked grim.

"Good elder Ziyangzong, what else do you have besides this identity?" Ling Xian looked cold.

"It's enough to have this identity. If you insult me, you're hitting the face of Ziyangzong, boy, you're dead." The old man smiled faintly.

"Dead?"

Ling Xian's mouth was raised, this man was arrogant and unreasonable. Relying on the backing of the Ziyang Zong, he changed the assessment time without permission, and now he was bullied by the situation, which made him angry and murderous.

"Just come and try."

Lingxian stepped out, dancing in white robes, the cold killing intentions were gushing out of the tide, the mighty, straight into the clouds!

"Boy, I'll let you know now, offend me!"

The old man yelled, horrifying mana surging out, a three-footed green front appeared in his hands, and the roar changed a lot, turning into hundreds of swordsmanships, covering the sky and revealing murderous power!

"During the initial period of foundation construction, dare to pretend in front of me? Get out!"

Ling Xian was furious. Facing the densely packed swordsman, he punched out with a punch, and the wind and the sky suddenly changed, and the world changed color!

"boom!"

Jianmang roared and was extremely sharp, but the fist shadow was magnificent and even better!

The next moment, the sword of Mantian disappeared, and Ling Xian's figure flickered. In the old man's horrified eyes, he appeared in front of him like a ghost, with his right leg like a whip, and emptied into the sky!

"boom!"

The old man's breastbone was sunken and pale, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken line.

A trick!

"Since the prince of the Ziyang Sect does not discipline his subordinates, I am Lingxian, and discipline him!"

The faint word fell, Ling Xian's eyes were pressing, and he was full of brilliance, as if Xeon Tianzun's lower realm, raised his hands and cast his feet, showing his majesty and arrogance.

Suddenly, the needle was heard in the audience.