"Junior brother, do you know the Holy Son Suzaku?"
Tianhun Sect, in front of the mountain gate, Xiang Yunfei said with a surprised look on his face when he saw Holy Son Suzaku taking the initiative to greet his junior brother.
"We had a chance encounter."
Li Ziye said vaguely, "Senior brother, Holy Son Suzaku has come a long way. Let's talk about it after we return to the sect."
"Right."
Xiang Yunfei reacted, looked at the Suzaku Holy Son in front of him, and said politely, "Holy Son, please!"
"Thank you."
Fu Tianxi responded and immediately walked forward.
On the way up the mountain.
Fu Tianxi looked at Li Ziye beside him several times, thoughts flashing through his eyes, as if he had guessed something.
Li Ziye's heart went crazy when he saw him. It was not good. The Suzaku Saint recognized him. If his identity was revealed, he would be in trouble.
Otherwise, let Lao Qin kill this guy?
The dangerous thought flashed across his mind, and Li Ziye quickly suppressed the demon in his heart.
Bear with me for a moment, these saints and saints I have seen recently are quite reasonable and unlike villains, he should improve his quality and stop doing evil things all the time.
The three of them then went up the mountain.
Xiang Yunfei took Saint Son of Suzaku to visit the two masters of Tianhun Sect first.
Outside Tianhun Hall.
White Tiger Saint Luoyang has not left yet, obviously waiting for something.
Li Ziye stood far away, trying to keep a low profile.
In front of the hall, Luoyang's eyes looked at the young man in green clothes in the distance from time to time, with a look of concentration on his face.
What is so special about this Qingyi disciple of Tianhun Sect?
She really didn't see it.
Could it be that she is blind?
Not long after.
Xiang Yunfei and Fu Tianxi walked out of the hall.
Luoyang immediately stepped forward, stared at the Suzaku Holy Son in front of him, and said seriously, "Fu Tianxi, how about a fight between you and me?"
"I'm too tired. Let's go another day."
Fu Tianxi declined politely.
"when?"
Luoyang asked reluctantly.
"In a few days."
Fu Tianxi responded casually, and immediately walked towards Li Ziye in front of him. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted.
"Holy Son, I will take you to your residence." Li Ziye said quickly.
Fu Tianxi looked slightly startled. After a moment, he came back to his senses, nodded and said, "Thank you."
In Luoyang's surprised eyes, the two left together.
On the side, Xiang Yunfei saw that his junior brother and Holy Son Suzaku had something to say, so he did not follow them.
"Son."
On the way, Li Ziye asked in confusion, "How did you recognize me?"
"You have a sacred object from our Vermillion Bird Sect on you."
Fu Tianxi didn't hide anything and told the truth.
Li Ziye looked startled when he heard this. He took out the paper bird in his arms and said in surprise, "Is this what the Holy Son is talking about?"
"Um."
Futianxi nodded.
"Sir, can you not reveal my identity to outsiders?" Li Ziye hesitated and said.
"I'm here just to watch the ceremony. I won't care about other things." Fu Tianxi expressed his attitude and said.
"Thank you."
Li Ziye responded.
"Master Li, with your current level of cultivation, you will not be able to win the battle in the near future." Fu Tianxi reminded.
"Holy Son, why are you telling me this?" Li Ziye asked doubtfully.
Although these saint sons are not as domineering as imagined, it is pure nonsense to say that everyone has a favorable impression of them.
The Holy Son of Suzaku and Huo Lin'er came from the Suzaku Sect together. Logically speaking, there was no need to tell him this.
"nothing."
Fu Tianxi didn't want to say more and stopped talking.
A moment later.
Li Ziye took Saint Son of Suzaku to the reception place of Tianhun Sect and arranged a room for him.
"Son."
In front of the room, when he was about to leave, Li Ziye stopped and said, "If you have a chance, can you teach me two tricks?"
He wanted to see how far behind he was compared to the top geniuses who had access to the eight meridians, such as the Holy Son of Suzaku.
"Can."
Fu Tianxi did not refuse and said, "If you want to temper yourself, you can also have a fight with the White Tiger Saint. Luoyang is very warlike and will not refuse your request."
"Thank you for reminding."
Li Ziye responded, thought for a moment, and said, "Holy Son, let me ask a slightly abrupt question. Who is stronger among you, the White Tiger Saint, you, or Huo Lin'er?"
"Hard to say."
Fu Tianxi did not shy away and said bluntly, "Between brothers, the gap is very small. Maybe Huo Lin'er and I are stronger, but in terms of attack power, no one can match Junior Sister Huo Lin'er."
"Where are the other saints and saints?" Li Ziye said solemnly.
"Not as good as us."
Fu Tianxi said truthfully, "Of course, the gap is not big. The Holy Son of Qinglong Sect is also very strong."
"How many talented people are there in Nanling?"
Li Ziye lamented that for him, the place where martial arts was most prosperous was the Central Plains.
According to the Holy Son of Suzaku, at least four or five of the Holy Sons and Saints of the upper four sects are at the same level of strength.
This is an exaggeration.
"The Central Plains are not weak either. The Confucian disciples and the fourth princes of the Great Shang royal family are very strong. I am not sure of winning against them."
Fu Tianxi said calmly, "Perhaps, Mr. Li will be there with you in the near future."
Fu Tianxi's words were very calm and did not sound sarcastic, as if he was telling a fact.
"The Holy Son is too praised."
After Li Ziye heard this, he looked helpless and said, "The Holy Son is tired from traveling and traveling. Let's rest first. I'm going back."
After saying that, Li Ziye didn't stay any longer and walked away.
let's hit.
You won’t know until you fight.
The words of Saint Son of Suzaku have made it obvious that among the younger generation of the eight sects in Nanling, he and Huo Lin'er are the strongest, followed by Saint of White Tiger and Saint Son of Azure Dragon.
However, this gap is not big. In a real fight, no one can say that they will definitely win.
They are all perverts!
Half an hour later.
In the martial arts arena, Li Ziye and Xiang Yunfei began to compete again.
Actual combat is the best way to practice martial arts.
The palms of the two people are intertwined, and dangers abound between them.
"boom!"
There was a loud earthquake, and the battle broke up. Li Ziye slipped out a few steps, slightly losing ground.
"It's still a little imperfect."
Xiang Yunfei stepped forward and said, "But I can't tell where it is."
"indeed."
Li Ziye frowned and said, "It's really difficult to blend different martial arts together."
Just when the two of them stopped temporarily and thought about how to integrate the two martial arts.
not far away.
White Tiger Saint Luoyang walked over, looking at the two people on the martial arts field, her eyes narrowed slightly.
I see.
Is this Tsing Yi disciple the hidden trump card of Tian Hun Sect?
"Holy Son, how about we compare a few moves?"
Luoyang stepped forward and spoke.
"this."
Xiang Yunfei looked hesitant when he heard this.
He competed with the White Tiger Saint, and regardless of victory or defeat, it was not a good thing for the Tianhun Sect.
"Brother, let me do it."
On the side, Li Ziye saw the former's dilemma and said proactively, "I'm just thinking of asking the White Tiger Saint to give me some advice."
Having said this, Li Ziye looked at the woman in front of him and said seriously, "I hope the saint can agree."
"Can."
Luoyang didn't show any pretense and nodded in response.
Whoever he fights with is not a fight. This disciple in green is obviously not an ordinary person, so it’s just a good time to test his background.
Subsequently.
Luoyang walked onto the martial arts arena and asked, "Weapons, or fists and feet?"
"What is the saint good at?" Li Ziye asked.
"weapon."
Luoyang took out two spears from behind, twisted them together, and responded.
"Then let's compete with fists and kicks."
Li Ziye said very simply.
