Vol 3 Chapter 193: Three holy places

Feng Hao reported his name, and everyone's eyes suddenly looked at Cheng Jinnan, the old Cheng family.
When did the Cheng family make such a strong rising star?
"Cheng Hao?"
Duanmu Boyi glanced through a deep killing in the eyes, but his tone was a tone of admiration for the younger generation, applauding: "It is indeed the pride of the Cheng family."
Then Duanmu Boyi looked at Duanmu Yang and said, "Yanger, this young man in front of you is much stronger than you, so you can learn something."
"Yes, the old man!"
Duanmu Yang nodded arrogantly, then lowered his head and stood behind Sanxian Duanmu Boyi.
Duanmu Boyi walked to Feng Hao with a smile, stretched out his hand with a smile, patted Feng Hao's shoulder, and at the same time secretly operated a dark energy, trying to abolish Feng Hao's repair.
After all, based on his practice of dispersing immortals, the abolition of Feng Hao is only an instant, so this action that seems to appreciate the younger generation actually hides a lethal killing.
But who is Feng Hao? Let Duanmu Boyi secretly engage in small moves.
The moment Duanmu Boyi touched Feng Hao's shoulder with his right hand, Duanmu Boyi was covered with hair, his whole body flashed and moved away like a cat with a tail on his tail, and his expression was shocked and angry.
"what happened?"
All the monks were stunned and looked at this incredible scene, how the scattered fairy who is as strong as the sky, how to make such a great response in a younger generation.
Is it possible that Cheng Hao has a thorn in his shoulder?
But a thorn, can it still hurt the strong Sanxian?
Duanmu Boyi looked down at the palm of his hand, the whole back chills, which is actually the trace in the stab of Wujian Feijian.
In other words, Feng Hao instantly relied on the five-handed Lingjian Feijian not only to break his dark energy, but also to use the sword gas to hurt him.
His scalp is numb, but he is the supreme Sanxian strongman, how can he ... lose in the hands of a junior?
Duanmu Boyi couldn't help thinking, is this Cheng Hao really not a kendo emperor?
As I was thinking, suddenly the emcee of the Long Group at the entrance of the conference chanted, "Taishan practice site, the Virgin of the Clouds arrived!"
"The Honorable Tang Family of Qingcheng Mountain is here!"
"Zhang Zhen from Wudang Mountain is here!"
...
The master of ceremonies shouted several names in succession, all of which are well-known and powerful.
Their arrival also allowed Sanxian Duanmu Boyi to restore his look, put on some messy clothes, and put on a look of Sanxian once again.
These ancient strong men all exude a kind of indifference thousands of miles away, but the young monks next to them, but each eyebrow is clear, full of a sense of agility.
At a glance, I knew that these young monks were the heirs of these famous mountains and holy places, and they were brought here to see the world.
"Did I miss something exciting?"
Wu Dang Zhang Zhenren is a kind-hearted old man. He led a 14-year-old boy and greeted the heads of other ancient clan leaders.
"Zhang Zhenren hasn't come here for nothing. He hasn't seen him for decades, and Xiu Wei has become more sophisticated."
The other ancient ethnic groups also greeted each other with hands and fists. After all, it was after Zhang Zhenren from Wudang Mountain, and he was immortal.
"Where ..." Zhang Zhenren smiled slightly.
Later, the Virgin in the fairy palace in Mount Tai and His Holiness Tang Family in Qingcheng Mountain also greeted the elders of various ethnic groups.
The young people they held were very humble in their fists, saluting the old people of all ethnic groups, and talking and behaved with a terrifying feeling.
Wudang Mountain Zhang Zhenren's eyes fell on Duanmu Boyi, Yulong Snow Mountain, and his look was not very friendly. He said indifferently, "Even you are here?"
"Oh, why? Isn't the Fairy Welcome not welcomed?" Duanmu Boyi sneered.
"The Long Group has invited you, and the real person has nothing to say, but in any case, you cannot sacrifice the disaster that was caused a hundred years ago. If you don't sacrifice the world, the real person will be incompatible with you.
Wudang Mountain Zhang Zhenren whispered coldly. The words made everyone look shocked.
Duanmu Boyi, a guy with good luck, created such a condemnation without dying, but instead achieved Sanxian. Heaven is really unfair.
Apart from the Yulong Snow Mountain family, other practitioners of the spiritual realm have no good opinion of Duanmu Boyi.
"The position of Our Lady has always been consistent with Zhang Zhenren. Duanmu, old thief, why aren't you dead?"
As soon as the word of the Virgin in the cloud came out, all the Xiuzhen people were stunned.
Publicly calling Sanxian Duanmu Boyi as an old thief, and even threatened that the other party was not dead, so he spoke directly and scolded him, subverting the image of the Virgin in their hearts.
"My deity is also disdainful of people like Duanmu Boyi!"
His Majesty the Tang Family in Qingcheng Mountain whispered softly. Obviously, he and Duanmu Boyi are not the same kind of people ...
At this moment, Duanmu Boyi's old face turned into a pig's liver color, and he stirred up a terrible anger.
However, he is really not a strong opponent of the three major robbery periods.
Duanmu Yang was furious. He was suppressed by Feng Hao and his heart was full of grievances. Who knew that even his ancestors were deceived this time? Then he was angry: "You are so mad and have the ability to fight alone with my ancestors. ! "
Wudang Mountain Zhang Zhenren don't look away, look like an indisputable world.
Our Lady of the Clouds in Tarzan strolls away, and there is a slight disdain in the corners of her mouth.
Supreme Master Zhang of Qingcheng Mountain greeted his old friend quickly.
The three of them were too close to their enemies. When they said that they were fighting alone, they all seemed to have more important things to do.
This scene embarrassed monks of all races, and quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Solo alone? This proposal is great ..."
When Duanmu Yang raised his proud head, and despised the strong man in that holy place, but a group of black people, Feng Hao's voice rang suddenly.
Slightly!
Cheng Jinnan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he couldn't help shouting: "Old ancestor, you can rest for a while ..."
Cheng Cheng had a look of excitement. She couldn't get used to Duan Muyang and the other side of Boyi Yi, and could not wait for Feng Hao to make a strong crackdown on them.
Duanmu Yang looked at Feng Hao with a sneer, and said, "This time you're quite fun, and you know you are proposing to fight alone."
Duanmu Boyi also looked at Feng Hao with a smile, and felt a little praise for Feng Hao's abandonment.
It was Zhang Zhenren, and the Virgin of the Clouds and His Holiness Tang suddenly changed their faces, and their eyes fell on Feng Hao.
Is there a Yudang of the Duanmu family? Which Xiuzhen ancient tribe? How dare to take the world by storm, and join the Duanmu clan together?
I realized that Feng Hao's gaze was strong when he saw the three great robberies, and then he knew that he didn't say clearly. He immediately chuckled and said, "I mean, I want to talk to the old Duanmu thief.
Wow!
As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience was uproared, and even the three great robberies were stunned. The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?
To Duanmu Boyesi teeth?