The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

The martial arts level of the Xuan and third levels should be sufficient.

Zifeng was very happy.

"Well, I'll go first."

Li Qingxuan handed her martial arts skills to Zifeng, and chatted for a while, so that Zifeng could separate.

Zifeng took a very dark step and went to the entrance of the martial arts hall to register the guard elder.

"Jiying step, Xuanji martial arts?" The older guard frowned immediately, his expression ugly.

"What's wrong, elder, is there any problem?" Zifeng asked.

"You can change to a new martial art. If you borrow this martial art, you will be in big trouble." The guard elder said earnestly.

"Why, because of the sacred union?" Zifeng asked.

"Yes, Zheng Yuhua from the League of Gods has come to meet him. If Jiyingbu returns, he will come and get it as soon as possible."

"If you take it away now, the league will definitely cause you trouble. Listen to me and change it."

The guard elders are obviously also helpless. The Alliance of Gods is now dominant in the Spirit Sword clan, and even these elders will not care if they have time.

"Alliance of God! Hmph, no elders, I have made up my mind. I have made up my mind to learn this martial art!"

Please register with the elderly.

Zifeng said firmly.

"Ah, you kid, let it go. I have reminded you that you should take care of yourself." After some persuasion from the old guard, he found that Zifeng would not listen at all. He shook his head helplessly and registered Zifeng.

Just registered.

Zifeng was about to take a very concealed step and leave.

As soon as I left the martial arts hall, I saw a group of martial artists walking towards the martial arts hall in an imposing manner.

"Senior, today is the time for Li Qingxuan to return to Jiying Step, right, Jiying Step? I want to borrow it."

Among the group of soldiers, a handsome man in the lead walked up to the elder guard, and did not put it in front of the elder guard. He just spoke to the elder guard like the master to the servant.

"It was lent!"

The elder guard said lightly.

"Borrowed? Who has eaten the guts of the bear heart, dare to move what my Holy Alliance sees?"

Show me the registration form!

The handsome man reached out his hand and grabbed the book from the old man's arms.

A hint of anger flashed between the guard elder's eyebrows, but then he thought of the leader of the Holy Alliance. The old man finally stopped being angry.

"Purple Wind!"

This handsome man is very angry.

"Brother Zheng Yuhua, he is Zifeng! I saw it at the tournament table that day!"

At this moment, a handsome man and a warrior of the Alliance of Gods pointed to Zifeng's back and said.

"Senior Brother Zheng Yuhua, he is Zifeng!"

A disciple pointed to Zifeng and said.

This time, Zifeng just passed by them, ready to leave.

Zheng Yuhua raised his head and shouted angrily: "Stop me!"

Zi Feng heard it, but didn't listen, and continued to move forward.

You took a step, I interrupted your dog leg! Zheng Yuhua shouted.

Zifeng's eyes suddenly shot a murderous intent, and then he recovered his calm. He looked back at Zheng Yuhua and asked, "What? What advice did this brother give me?"

Did you borrow the extreme shadow step? Zheng Yuhua walked over angrily and said.

"Yes." Zifeng nodded naturally.

"Hmph, don't you know that this is the martial skill I borrowed from the League of Gods? Do you want to die?"

"Forget it, I'm going to Yanshan for training today. I don't want to use force. You hand over your martial arts and slap yourself three times. This matter will be clarified."

Zheng Yuhua said to Zifeng impatiently.

Zifeng looked unhappy.

The martial arts hall was originally a place where outer disciples borrowed martial arts to practice martial arts.

Being opportunistically occupied by the practitioners of the Alliance of God made Zifeng very uncomfortable.

And this Zheng Yuhua is even more funny. As soon as he came out, Zifeng would surrender his martial arts skills, and he would slap himself three times.

How could Zifeng agree to him.

"Impossible!" Zifeng's tone has been hard to say.

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"

Zheng Yuhua widened his eyes and looked at Zifeng fiercely!

"I said I couldn't surrender my martial arts skills, let alone slap myself three slaps in public."

"But if you are happy, you can slap me three times!"

Zifeng said with a smile.

"Asshole, I think you will have a hard time drinking, right?"

"Brothers, let us teach him a lesson!"

Zheng Yuhua became angry when he spoke, and a group of soldiers from the Alliance of God Qi Qi raised his momentum and suppressed Xiang Zifeng!

"Dare to provoke the warriors of our Holy Alliance, then they are dead!"

Because there was so much rubbish, we beat him to death with one punch.

"I don't need you to shoot this weak body, but I will punch it down."

The soldiers of the Alliance of Gods had already said to Zifeng with a smile.

The Spirit Sword Sect does not allow the use of force!

At this time, the elder guarding the martial arts hall couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately whispered.

"Old thing, do you dare to interfere in the affairs of the Holy Alliance?" Zheng Yuhua was very angry, turning around and shouting angrily to the old guard.

"Old stuff?" The elder guard suddenly became furious, and stood up from the ground with a monstrous momentum that made Zheng Yuhua pale and staggered back more than ten steps!

"Do you want to die?"

The elder guard shouted at Zheng Yuhua.

Zheng Yuhua paled with fright: "Do you dare to kill me? I am a soldier of the Alliance of God!"

"What about the Holy Alliance? You are just an admirer in the Holy Alliance. Even if I kill you, the leader of your Holy Alliance will not betray me because of you, elder!"

The elder of the guard yelled to him coldly.

Zheng Yuhua was frightened to death when he heard it.

As the caretaker elder said, he is just a follower of the Holy Alliance. He is dead. It is estimated that the leader of the Holy Alliance would not know.

Senior forgive, senior forgive, and the disciple is also a little excited, nonsense.

Zheng Yuhua hurriedly clasped his fists to apologize.

The guard elder said coldly: "If you want to fight, go to Yanling, don't fight in the spirit sword clan. The rules of the door are the rules of the door, and the rules are the rules. Even if it is the leader of the Holy Alliance, it cannot surpass the spirit. The rules of the Sword School’s door!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Zheng Yuhua agreed repeatedly.

After that, the caregiver sat down to rest again.

Without the pressure of the older guards, Zheng Yuhua felt much better. He stared at Zifeng and said, "Boy, hand over your shadow steps. Otherwise, I will make it difficult for you to move in the Spirit Sword Sect."

Hahaha, Zheng Yuhua, you look like a stray dog.