Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

The old man was so angry that he was beaten.

"Old bald donkey, are you talking about me?!"

Bang!

The sudden sound almost made Wuxiang Saint fall off his chair. He never thought that Tianji Saint, who was just "exchanging glances" with Yaoguang Saint, would come to him.

"Ah... Amitabha... Mr. Donor, please consider me. I am just..."

Bang! ! !

Before Wuxiang Saint could finish his words, he was hit in the eye.

This punch directly made his eyes look smoky.

Just when Wuxiang Saint was about to fight back, a black flying whisk came to his eyes again.

"Old bald donkey, this look suits you very well. Serve your Buddha well and don't come to pick a fight with me. Otherwise, starting from tomorrow, I will do nothing but chase after the people from Wuxiang Holy Land and beat them up! Beat them until you surrender!"

"Evil creature! Evil creature!"

Although the veins on Wuxiang Holy Lord's bald head were bulging, he really didn't dare to tear his face with the other party.

Not to mention how powerful the Tianji Holy Land that violated the way of heaven was, there were many people in the ten holy lands who were allies of these guys.

If a fight really broke out, he would definitely be the one who suffered.

So Wuxiang Holy Lord closed his eyes and began to recite the Heart Sutra silently.

"Bah! Still angry eyes of Vajra, where is the angry eyes? He didn't dare to fight back when he was beaten!" Tianji Holy Lord was obviously very dissatisfied with Wuxiang Holy Lord's cowardice.

This little episode made all the holy masters around laugh.

Indeed, the changes in Tianji Holy Land are really too scary. Why are they starting to look like people from Yaoguang Holy Land?

If this continues, won’t their ten major sects of the righteous path become a den of bandits!

Yaoguang Saint Lord felt the gazes of the people around him and felt a little aggrieved.

"Why are you all looking at me?! If you are dissatisfied, go and tell Jun Moyan! I am sitting here peacefully, and you are staring at me. Are you targeting me?"

Before, his junior brothers and sisters had doubted his character. When the witch came to his house, they all thought that they had caused a romantic debt.

This time it was Jun Moyan who caused trouble, and these people were still looking at him!

What can a man endure? If not, let's go to war!

Seeing that Yaoguang Saint Lord was really angry, all the saints chose to turn their heads away. No one wanted to provoke a madman.

Upon seeing this, the Heavenly Secret Saint Lord immediately ran to the side of the Yaoguang Saint Lord and put his arm around his shoulder: "Look, we have a good relationship. These people are too boring. Why don't you consider my suggestion last time?"

"Get lost!"

"Okay!"

...

On the high platform sat the Saint Lords and Elders, and below sat the younger generation of each holy land.

The exchanges between the ten holy lands are all for the younger generation to verify their own ways with each other.

After all, only when the younger generation grows up can they truly inherit the ten holy lands.

These Tianjiao looked at the people from other holy lands with fighting spirit.

In particular, the aura released by two of them attracted the attention of the people around them.

The two were Zuo Yuanfei and Lin Ye.

After the brief confrontation yesterday, both of them regarded each other as their biggest rival.

"It's so hot~"

Wei Zhenbin, the son of the Heavenly Secret Saint, shook his head, seemingly not impressed by the passionate gaze between the two, but instead looked at the other people around him.

In addition to the sect's saints and saints, there are also sequence disciples participating in this sect competition.

After all, the saints and saints alone cannot determine the overall strength of the sect.

Therefore, under Wei Zhenbin's divination, these geniuses were directly divided into four categories: powerful, powerless, damnable, and indifferent.

The Buddhist son of Wuxiang Holy Land is a young monk. He put his hands together at this time, with a little dissatisfaction between his eyebrows: "Amitabha, why hasn't the host Zixiao arrived yet? Isn't this..."

Boom! ! !

Before the Buddhist son finished speaking, three powerful auras pressed directly on him.

Turning his head, he saw Lin Ye, Zuo Yuanfei, and Wei Zhenbin.

The three powerful young geniuses all glared at him.

"Little bald donkey, if you want to die, just make a sound! Do you think you can call out the name of Junior Master?!"

Under the guidance of Saint Master Yaoguang, the humble Zuo Yuanfei at the beginning has disappeared, and he has been replaced by a powder keg, especially when encountering things related to Zixiao.

He simply couldn't calm down.

Lin Ye's Supreme Bone felt slightly cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Buddha's son from Wuxiang Holy Land? Apologize to the eldest brother, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Even Wei Zhenbin, the Holy Son of Tianji Holy Land, said the same thing: "Damn it! Bald donkey, who gave you the courage to say that? Ah! Do you want to quit Wuxiang Holy Land? I'll light a sky lantern for your fat body in a while!"

"..."

The Buddha's son from Wuxiang Holy Land was also furious when he heard the three people's impolite words.

He was a young genius, so he was naturally not afraid of anyone.

Even if Zixiao had a great reputation, what would it matter? A person who goes against the way of heaven is destined not to go far.

What's more, as the host, he was late, and he just complained, what did these three people mean? One was talking more excessively than the other!

"Amitabha, I don't know what the relationship is between the three donors and Zixiao, but Buddha also has angry eyes. You three insulted me like this, let's see who will win on the ring later. I'm sure... huh?!"

Before he finished speaking, a figure came directly in front of him.

The burning golden blood, the ancient holy body Zuo Yuanfei.

"I'll let you be angry!!!"

Wei Zhenbin was closest to the Buddhist son. Not only did he not intend to stop Zuo Yuanfei, he even took out the big stick that Yan Ling'er had intended to hit Luo Tingxuan with from the Qiankun Ring.

"Heh! Little bald donkey, you've met a tough guy by provoking us!"

"How dare you!!!"

Seeing Zuo Yuanfei rushing towards him and swinging his fist without saying a word, the Buddhist son's eyes widened with anger, and then he slapped him with his hand holding the rosary.

"Big handprint!"

Om...

Golden light emanated from the body of the Buddha, and his face was solemn, like a living Buddha. One after another, Buddhist sounds were constantly chanted from his mouth. The sound shocked his soul and covered his spirit.

A huge golden palm slapped towards Zuo Yuanfei fiercely.

Wherever the golden palm went, even the air made a sound of breaking.

Zuo Yuanfei did not retreat after seeing this scene. The golden blood rushed straight into the sky, and the phantom of the bitter sea golden lotus emerged from behind him.

One after another, golden blood burst out from his fist.

Boom!!!

The golden palm and the golden fist collided with each other, and the phantom of the Buddha and the bitter sea golden lotus behind them slowly rose into the air, constantly interweaving in the air.

Some of the young geniuses around watched coldly, some were shocked, and some narrowed their eyes slightly.

Powerful air waves rushed out to the surroundings.

The saints on the platform had no intention of stopping this scene.