A brick into the fairyland

Zhuge Budian nodded. At this moment, a cold and strange smile came, and two men walked over from the side.

"Hey, this is the Taoist friend of the Yaohai sect, the largest sect in Qingzhou. Why does he look so embarrassed?" A young man aged eighteen or nineteen came up, with a sneer on his face.

"The Yaohai faction claims to be the number one faction in Qingzhou. I think it's a false name. A few monsters can make such a mess." Another young man was a little older, around twenty-one, with extraordinary aura, But it's also full of sarcasm.

Several disciples of the Yaohai Sect changed their expressions immediately, and one of them shouted: "What do you mean by that, are you belittling our Yaohai Sect?"

"Hmph! A mere Yaohai faction is not worth belittled by us." The man's face was cold and arrogant, with his hands behind his back and his chin proudly raised.

The disciples of the Yaohai School were furious immediately, jumping up to shout at these two people.

"Who are they?" Zhuge Buliang asked Su Yan beside him in a low voice.

Su Yan frowned, and said: "They are the largest sect of the Immortal Sect in Lizhou. I heard that the Immortal Sect ranks eighth in Kyushu, and they are even higher than our Yaohai Sect."

The young man from the Immortal Sect said: "The Yaohai Sect has already existed in name only. Although it still occupies the tenth place in Kyushu, in my opinion, it is just a reputation. My Immortal Sect has not taken you seriously."

"What a big tone, do you dare to fight me?" A disciple of the Yaohai faction stood up and stared at the young man of the Yaohai faction angrily.

The young man snorted coldly: "What are you, you dare to shout at me?"

As soon as the words were finished, a huge force hit the disciple of the Yaohai School. The disciple let out a muffled grunt, turned pale for a while, and stepped back a few steps.

"Hmph, is it that the Yaohai Sect only has this kind of trash?" The young man looked coldly and arrogantly, looking at the other Yaohai Sect disciples with a mocking smile.

Zhuge Buliang's pupils constricted. This young man of the Immortal Sect should be at least at the eighth floor of the Foundation Establishment Stage, while the other younger person should also be at about the fifth floor of the Foundation Establishment Stage.This is already considered a leader among the younger generation.

At this time, cultivators from all the major sects around were also attracted, and gathered here one after another, looking like they wanted to watch a good show.

At this moment, the youth of the Immortal Sect became even more imposing, and said with a sneer: "If you Yaohai faction are all of this kind of role, I think you should go back to your home, so as not to entrust other people when you are fighting with monsters. Back off!"

"You...you Immortal Sect are too arrogant!"

"Too deceiving!"

The disciples of the Yaohai Sect sniffed one after another, showing resentment on their faces. It was a naked shame to be said so in front of the major sects in Lizhou.

"I'm here to challenge you!" Another Yaohai sect disciple stood up, a long sword flashed in his hand, and he pointed it straight at the young man from the Immortal Sect.

"The third floor of the foundation-building period is nothing more than the flower of rice grains!" The young man of the Xianmiao Sect flicked his sleeves with great conceit. Suddenly, that majestic force came out again, and the disciple of the Yaohai School flew out. A mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air.

"I've said it before, the Yaohai faction is a bunch of trash!" the young man said with his hands behind his back, his expression cold and haughty.

"Zheng!"

There was a riot of sword sounds, and a dazzling golden sword light tore through the air, and came straight to the youth of Immortal Sect.

The young man of Immortal Sect also showed a trace of solemnity, raised his hand and pointed, a burst of cold air was forced out, and instantly condensed into an ice shield in front of him.

"clang!"

The golden sword light hit the ice shield, and there was a sound of metal clanging.

Zhuge Ming walked out with a silent face, stabbing out the long sword in his hand, and he approached the young man of Immortal Sect like a phantom, and there seemed to be a faint dragon aura lingering around him.

"boom!"

The youth of Immortal Sect punched, and then quickly pushed away, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

"You're okay, it seems that you Yaohai faction are not all pussiesʌ