Someone among the casual cultivators pointed at the red-haired young man in black clothes who was surrounded by the people in Haoran Mountain, and said, "Hey, look, that person seems to be Tang Sheng?"
Another person looked at it for a long time and said in surprise: "He is really Tang Sheng!"
Some monks shook their heads and said helplessly: "Haoran Mountain is in trouble this time."
"This can only be blamed on the people in Haoran Mountain being too domineering. Even Tang Sheng can't stand it."
It is not difficult to tell from their words that they have met Tang Sheng before, or are acquainted with him.
The most important thing is that they spoke highly of Tang Sheng and fully recognized his combat prowess.
Even if there are thousands of people here in Haoran Mountain, they still feel that Tang Sheng will fight his way out with his fists.
Tang Sheng saw Yuan Zhan in front of him with a gloomy face and shouted, "What? You want to fight?"
Just as Yuan Zhan was about to raise his hand to pull out the long sword from his waist, there was a banging sound of fists and feet clashing behind him. He knew without looking that Feng Pin must be fighting with the man in white.
When Tang Sheng saw that Ziyang had already taken action, he did not continue to provoke Yuan Zhan, but quietly looked at the battlefield.
Although he didn't know what grievances Ziyang had with the people of Haoran Mountain, in any case, Ziyang's realm was much weaker than that of Fengpin, and Fengpin was the great commander in charge of the disciples of Haoran Mountain when he entered the ghost realm this time. Needless to say, the strength is natural.
He really wanted to know what kind of surprise Ziyang would bring him under such unfavorable circumstances.
When the casual cultivators watching the excitement saw Feng Pinzhen fighting with the man in white, there was an uproar among the crowd.
"Oh my God! Who is that man in white wearing a clown mask? How dare he use his strength from the Sixth Realm of Death and Samsara to fight against someone from the Tenth Realm of Death and Samsara..."
"Am I right? Isn't that man in white crazy?"
"His opponent is the commander-in-chief of Haoran Mountain, and there are thousands of disciples on Haoran Mountain watching here. How dare he?"
There are gradually more and more people in the mountains, and most of them are rushing to other places. But when they see the people in Haoran Mountain fighting, they will inevitably take a closer look curiously, wanting to see who dares to fight with Haoran Mountain. enemy.
Guan Yue looked around and found that the surrounding cliffs were full of people. He said with emotion: "In just half a cup of tea, tens of thousands of people have gathered here. I have never seen so many people when I was dealing with the three-tailed Howling Sirius." .”
Xiaoliu's beautiful eyes were fixed on the battlefield, and she said casually: "They are all just spectators. Does it matter whether there are many of them or not?"
"In addition, they also want to see the three-tailed howling wolf, or even kill it. The reason why you didn't see them is because the storm caused by Ziyang last time was too strong, which frightened them."
Guan Yue changed the subject and said with a worried look on his face: "Sects such as the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce, Black and White Sword Sect will also know about such a big matter. Maybe they are already on their way here."
"He acted so recklessly and was undoubtedly dancing on the edge of a knife."
At present, what he is most worried about is that once people from other sects come to help the people in Haoran Mountain, how will he escape even if Ziyang defeats Fengpin?
In the battlefield, as two roars rang out, Ziyang swung his right fist covered with thunder patterns to attack Fengpin, who also responded with his right fist.
However, Fengpin's right arm was wrapped in a golden substance, like shining gold, and looked extremely strong.
The two fists collided, and the golden light and silver light enveloped the two of them, showing a situation of fighting for each other. For a moment, the golden light suppressed the silver light, and within a moment, the silver light covered up the golden light, and the two sides refused to give in to each other.
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The monks were blocked by the dazzling light and air waves. They all used their arms to block the bright light and involuntarily fell back.
Wu Long raised his arms to block the dark golden light, lowered his head and shouted to Zhao Jia beside him: "Isn't this the boy you met last time?"
Zhao Jian turned his palms outward to protect his eyes, nodded and replied: "I only know that his strength is extraordinary. Who would have thought that he also has the Thunder God's Mansion."
Wu Long felt deeply grateful and said: "Your original decision was right. Even if Feng Pin is four levels higher than him, you can't defeat him, let alone you and me."
It's hard to imagine that if he hadn't listened to Zhao Jia at that time, whether he could stand here now would be a problem.
The battlefield was currently shrouded in two equally matched lights, and it was impossible to see who was taking the initiative on the battlefield.
It can be seen from this that the strength gap between the two warring parties is not very big. It can be said that they are evenly matched. It is probably difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.
After an unknown amount of time, the two rays of light gradually dimmed, but Feng Pin and Zi Yang still did not stop.
The two of them gritted their teeth, beads of sweat broke out on their foreheads, and their expressions were extremely solemn. Neither of them wanted to lose to the other in public.
Suddenly, both of them were shaken back by the other's strength and took dozens of steps backward.
After Yuan Zhan and others saw Feng Pin being repelled, they immediately rushed towards him. They never expected that the man in white from the Sixth Realm of Reincarnation would repel their commander.
Seeing the two of them taking a few steps back, a casual cultivator quickly rubbed his eyes and said, "Am I right? This... is actually a tie..."
Some casual cultivators who were watching the excitement could not understand the people of Haoran Mountain, but they did not dare to fight against them. Seeing that Feng Pin failed to defeat the man in white, they began to ridicule him.
"What kind of tie is this? Fengpin is in the tenth realm of death and reincarnation, while the man in white is in the sixth realm of death and reincarnation. How can this be considered a tie?"
"That's right. It's really shameful that you can't crush someone who is four levels higher than someone else."
"Hey! Masked boy in white, your opponent is Feng Pin, the commander-in-chief of Haoran Mountain. There are so many people watching here, you can give them some face."
Yuan Zhan was about to reach out to help Fengpin, but he refused. After a short rest, Fengpin rushed towards Ziyang.
Obviously, Feng Pin's mood has changed, especially when he heard the mocking words of the casual cultivator, he became very impatient.
As the commander-in-chief of Haoran Mountain, he represents Haoran Mountain's strongest combat power in the ghost realm. But now, he can't even defeat a man in white who is weaker than himself, and his face is a bit ugly.
After hearing what the casual cultivators said, Yuan Zhan immediately raised his eyes to look at each other and said sternly: "What did you say?!"
The casual cultivator was not intimidated by him at all, and said: "Why don't you let me talk if you can't defeat someone? What's so great about it?"
As more and more people gathered to watch, the casual cultivators gradually became more courageous. They felt that with so many people present, the people in Haoran Mountain did not dare to do anything to them.
After all, this affects the reputation of the entire sect.
Yuan Zhan raised his hand and was about to pull out the long sword from the scabbard when Zhao Jia immediately stopped him and said, "Yuan Zhan! What are you doing?"
Wu Long scolded: "Yuan Zhan! Put the sword back!"
Yuan Zhan turned back and glanced at the two of them, the anger between his brows not diminishing at all. Wu Long glared at him and said, "What? We in Haoran Mountain speak with our strength, not by using our power to bully others!"
Zhao Jia said: "Brother Fengpin didn't say anything, what do you want to do?"
He raised his hand and pointed at the surrounding cliffs.
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The casual cultivator said: "Look up and see how many people are around here? Once you attack the casual cultivators, how will they view us in Haoran Mountain? How will other sects view us?"
When Yuan Zhan saw the casual cultivators on the surrounding cliffs, he slowly put his long sword back into its scabbard. As long as he drew his sword and killed those casual cultivators, he would surely arouse the dissatisfaction of the other casual cultivators.
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Dazhai of Huangkong Chamber of Commerce
Yue Jian, Ming Cong, Ren Tang, and Yu Ya were discussing the matter of joining forces and the distribution of colored stones in the big tent.
Suddenly, Kui Lang, a man with short white hair and dark complexion carrying a black heavy sword walked in.
Everyone stopped talking and turned their eyes to Kui Lang who was standing in front of Yue Jian. Yue Jian, who was holding a folding fan, looked at Kui Lang and asked, "What's wrong?"
Kui Lang said directly: "Yue Jian, it's bad, something big has happened."
Yue Jian was not very happy because of the order in which the colorful stones were distributed, and Kui Lang was hesitant. He was slightly unhappy and said: "What's the big deal? Just say what you have to say."
Kui Lang didn't delay any longer and said immediately: "The Fengpin of Haoran Mountain got into a fight with someone on the mountain range not far away."
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed slightly.
Ren Tang confirmed again: "What?! Feng Ping got into a fight with someone?"
Yu Ya said: "Who is the opponent? What is his level?"
"It is said to be a man in white wearing a clown mask. As for that person's realm..." Kui Lang lowered his head and hesitated for a while, then said: "There are only six realms of death and reincarnation."
When Ming Cong heard this, he immediately laughed out loud and stared at Kui Lang with doubt on his face, saying: "A monk in the Sixth Realm of Reincarnation Dare to fight against Feng Pin? Is your news reliable?"
Kui Lang nodded heavily and said: "Reliable! Absolutely reliable!"
Ren Tang thought about it carefully and said: "Fengpin's current realm should be in the tenth realm of death and reincarnation, and he also owns the Golden God Mansion. How can a monk in the sixth realm of death and reincarnation be his opponent?"
Kui Lang said seriously: "No. Don't underestimate the man in white. He is very powerful. He owns the Thunder God's Mansion. Feng Pin fought with him for a long time, but the two of them could never tell the winner."
Ming Cong looked at Yue Jian, Ren Tang, and Yu Ya with a smile, and said with a smile: "How come we haven't heard of such a strong person before?"
Ren Tang said with great interest: "The six realms of death and reincarnation can compete equally with those in the ten realms of death and reincarnation. Such an appalling thing is really surprising."
Yu Ya's beautiful eyes slightly blinked, and she said softly: "If Feng Pin had no ability, he would not have led his team into the ghost realm this time, and the man in white could actually compete with him. With this courage alone, I am afraid that among casual cultivators I can’t find the second person.”
Ming Cong saw that several people became energetic and said: "The battlefield is not far from here. Since everyone is interested in the man in white, why don't we go and have a look?"
Ren Tang got up first and said as he walked: "Let's go! I want to see what kind of person that man in white is!"
"Well, everything has been settled. It's boring to sit here." Yuya saw Ren Tang walking out of the tent and walked out slowly.
Ming Cong saw Yue Jian sitting in the main seat without saying a word, and said: "Brother Yue Jian, I'll take the first step."
After Ren Tang and others walked out of the tent one after another, Yue Jian sighed and stood up slowly. When he passed by Kui Lang, he glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and then walked out of the tent.
Kui Lang was stunned for a long time and guessed what Yue Jian meant, but he didn't say it directly. He thought to himself, you asked me to say it, and now you blame me.
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