The vision of the thirty-third heaven that only existed in legend finally appeared in Zhoutian Holy Land today!
In the void not far away, powerful figures appeared one after another.
They are the peak masters of each peak, and their status is higher than that of ordinary elders. At this moment, they are like gods, standing proudly for nine days, shaking the sky, and exuding an extremely powerful aura.
Their eyes all fell on Jiang Feng invariably.
Standing in front of the statue of Emperor Wu, Jiang Feng has attracted everyone's attention and has become the focus of all the powerful people's eyes.
Elder Xuanqing from Jiuxuan Peak on the side was trembling at the moment. Jiang Feng, who had caused a strange phenomenon in the thirty-third heaven, was no longer something he could accept.
The peak master must come in person to accept disciples!
Above the nine heavens.
As that domineering voice came out, the originally quiet Holy Land suddenly became boiling, and the smell of gunpowder almost filled the entire Holy Land.
The Master of Jiuxuan Peak turned his head and looked in the direction where he just made the sound, and then started to curse loudly:
"Old drunkard, are you drinking fake wine? It's not your Drunken Sword Peak who is responsible for guiding him this year. This disciple should have been included in our Jiuxuan Peak!"
"That's right, you are an old drunkard who only knows how to drink and act crazy. Can a person like you teach a disciple well? I would say that such an outstanding disciple should be sent to me, Wan Leifeng, to focus on training!" Wan Leifeng The peak master said proudly.
"Bullshit, you old ghost Lei talks like farts, it simply stinks! What kind of disciples can your Wan Lei Feng cultivate? Are there any of your Wan Lei Feng's disciples in the top ten of the Holy Land's combat power list? I don't even want to look at it. No matter what the occasion is now, I won’t make any drafts even if I’m bragging!”
"That's right, if you want to talk about the combat power list, you have to come to our Tyrant Sword Peak. When the so-called Tyrant Sword comes out, who can compete with it? The Guihai Yiblade that dominated the list for three consecutive years came from our Tyrant Sword Peak!" The peak master looked arrogant.
"You actually have the nerve to talk about such things as Lao Huangli? How shameless!"
"That's right."
Fierce quarrels continued to resound over the Holy Land, leaving the disciples of all peaks stunned for a while.
The usually aloof peak master was now scolding the street like a shrew, everyone was red-faced and spitting.
"Are you just arguing like this? How long will the quarrel last? You might as well fight directly. Whoever wins will get this disciple!" Someone suddenly shouted loudly.
"Okay! Let's go to heaven and fight! Whoever wins the fight will get it!"
"Yes, let this new disciple see who is the strongest!"
"Just fight, whoever is afraid of whom! When it comes to fighting, I have never been afraid of anyone in my life!"
The peak masters of the One Hundred and Eighth Peak turned into rainbows and flew towards the sky above the nine heavens.
After a while.
Violent roars came from the sky above the Holy Land, and the terrifying aura spread like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, as if the sky was falling.
The clouds in the sky were scattered by the terrifying force!
A quarter of an hour later.
The Master of Jiu Xuan Peak cursed and exited the duel field, his nose almost crooked with anger.
It’s finally Jiuxuanfeng’s turn to be responsible for guiding me. Why are you bullying me?
But he knew in his heart that precisely because Jiuxuanfeng was in charge of guiding this term, these guys would be the first to kick him out.
Jiang Feng stood on the ground, feeling the terrifying aura coming from the sky. His heart was so shocked that he couldn't help but murmur:
"Are these people crazy?"
The Holy Master of Shanhai stood beside Jiang Feng, looking deeply into the sky, and nodded in agreement: "I think so, there is nothing to argue about, anyway, you will not become their disciple in the end."
Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment. He turned to look at the middle-aged man beside him. He didn't even notice when the man came over.
Jiang Feng quickly bowed to the other party: "Senior."
There are many strong men in the Holy Land. He doesn't have any energy in the ink pan in his body now. These people can crush him to death eight hundred times casually. Don't be too crazy.
The elder Xuanqing next to him only noticed the Holy Lord of Shanhai at this time. He quickly stepped forward, clasped his fists and bowed, bowed deeply, and respectfully said: "Greetings to the Holy Lord of Shanhai!"
Jiang Feng was shocked.
The middle-aged man in front of him turned out to be the Holy Lord of Zhoutian Holy Land, the legendary Saint of Mountains and Seas.
Holy Lord Shanhai turned his head and looked at Jiang Feng with a gentle smile: "Can you tell me what you just realized?"
Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment and said frankly: "I named this one-style boxing technique, Nine-stroke Fist."
"Nine-stroke fist..." Holy Lord Shanhai murmured, and then smiled and said: "The name is good. Are you interested in coming to my Shanhai Daofeng as a core disciple?"
Jiang Feng's heart was on fire.
Being accepted as a disciple by the Holy Lord of Mountains and Seas is definitely a good thing that will bring glory to the ancestors!
Moreover, the disciples of the Holy Lord have a higher status than the ordinary core disciples.
But just when Jiang Feng was about to agree, Elder Xuanqing next to him suddenly said weakly: "Lord Holy Lord, this year, our Jiuxuan Peak should be the first to choose the disciples... Well, why don't you just think that I just didn't do anything?" Never said that?"
Holy Master Shanhai looked at Elder Xuanqing with a faint look, with a kind smile on his face: "Xuanqing, it's okay, you continue, this Holy Master has always convinced others with virtue and will never bully the weak. Use force to suppress others.”
Xuan Qing swallowed his saliva. He remembered that the Peak Master had just sent him a message, asking him to bring Jiang Feng back to Jiuxuan Peak no matter what, otherwise he would have to look good. Then he had the courage to mention it in front of the Holy Master of Mountains and Seas. One sentence.
But now, he felt that he was talking too much.
The Lord of Jiu Xuan Peak could only blame him for his incompetence in doing things and verbally reprimand him.
But the Holy Lord of Mountains and Seas... if this person touches someone, he can torture them to death and make them miserable.
Forget it, I still pretend I didn't see anything or say anything.
Elder Xuanqing bowed to the Holy Lord of Mountains and Seas, and immediately gave in.
Holy Lord Shanhai nodded with satisfaction, thinking that you are sensible.
However, as the saying goes, evil people will have their own troubles, and every mountain will be higher.
Just when the Holy Lord of Shanhai was about to take Jiang Feng back to Shanhai Peak for training, a figure in black suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.
The person who came was a middle-aged man with a resolute face, a tall figure, and an outstanding temperament. His dark eyes shone with a cold and sharp light, as if he had a burning will to fight.
Holy Master Shanhai's eyelids twitched slightly, and he looked at the man in black with a gloomy expression: "What are you doing here?"
The man in black spoke concisely: "Accept disciples and fight."
The corner of the Holy Lord Shanhai's eyes twitched slightly: "The people fighting are all up there, didn't you see? There are more than a hundred people, enough for you to fight for a while!"
The man in black pointed at Jiang Feng and said calmly: "Accept disciples first, then fight."
Holy Lord Shanhai snorted coldly: "You are late, I have already accepted the person."
The man in black didn't take it seriously: "Then let's fight first and fight until we accept the disciple. I have already informed the master to come over. If I can't fight, I will let the master fight with you."
The Holy Master of Shanhai completely broke through the defense: "You master and apprentice are simply bandits! I finally fell in love with a disciple, and I just want to accept him as a disciple. You actually snatched the disciple, do you still have the king's method in your eyes?"
The man in black was unmoved: "It doesn't matter. Let's fight first. You can keep these words to tell my master."
Jiang Feng secretly took a few steps back, came to Elder Xuanqing's side, and asked softly: "Elder, who is this senior?"
Xuanqing glanced at the man in black and said through a message: "He is Xiao Li, the peak master of Zhandao Peak!"
"Master of Zhan Dao Peak?"
Elder Xuanqing paused for a moment and then sent a message: "The first peak master of Zhan Dao Peak is the War King, and Peak Master Xiao Li is the second peak master! The War King is the king in our human race who is second only to the Human Emperor in terms of strength."
"In our Holy Land, the main peak with the King of Enlightenment is regarded as transcendent from the 108 peaks and is called Dao Peak. For example, the Mountain and Sea Dao Peak of the Holy Lord, the War Dao Peak of Senior War King, etc. Dao Peak selects disciples It has always been extremely strict, only the peak master can pick one in person, and the disciples have no right to pick Dao Peak."
Jiang Feng suddenly realized.
No wonder the opponent is not even afraid of the Holy Lord of Mountains and Seas. It turns out that there is such a backer as the War King behind him!
Xiao Li looked at Holy Lord Shanhai with an expressionless face: "My master is coming soon. If you want to fight or not, please give me a happy message."
The corners of Holy Master Shanhai's mouth twitched slightly. The next moment, he seemed to sense something. He cursed and disappeared in a flash.
Xiao Li walked up to Jiang Feng. Different from his previous coldness, he now had a meaningful smile on his face: "From now on, you will be my disciple, Xiao Li. Do you have any objections?"
Jiang Feng shook his head honestly.
A good man will not suffer the immediate disadvantages. The other party has even forced the Holy Lord of Mountains and Seas away. He is a little loser, and his arms cannot hold his thighs.
Jiang Feng bowed respectfully to Xiao Li: "Disciple Jiang Feng, pay your respects to the master."
Xiao Li nodded calmly: "Our lineage is not so disciplined, so we don't need any apprenticeship ceremony. From now on, you will be my disciple, Xiao Li. Come with me."
