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Su Pengxiao ignored Lian Wuxian's angry words, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Wang Lianhai is a wicked man. I didn't want to take him with me at first, but he is the suzerain's nephew. There is no way. If he wants to fight with me today, he will just follow suit." fulfilled his wish."

Broken Finger Peak is crowded with people, and you can't see the edge at a glance. Many outstanding disciples appeared, occupying the place alone.

Not only the disciples of the previous generation, but even figures of several previous generations appeared. The Broken Finger Peak gathered more than [-] volcano disciples at once, which was extremely spectacular.

"Senior brother Yan, it's not so good. There are more and more disciples from the previous generation. We still have a lot of gaps with them. It seems that today's sect competition mainly focuses on the disciples of the previous generation." A young disciple was helpless road.

The young man called Senior Brother Yan was about 27 or [-] years old. He glanced disdainfully at several disciples of the previous generation around him, and said proudly, "What are you afraid of? We must blow them down and let them know that this is our home field."

"Yo, the little guy is so angry, he actually wants to blow us down, haha" The teasing laughter rang in his ears, Senior Brother Yan sneered and didn't answer.

"Hey, little guy, Senior Brother is talking to you, did you hear that?" The man who was teasing just now came not far from Senior Brother Yan and said loudly. His voice attracted the attention of many people, and everyone around looked over. Senior Brother Yan looked at the man in front of him indifferently, his eyes gradually filled with murderous intent.

"Isn't that Yan Sanwen? The strongest young man in the Neizong, Yan Sanwen has risen since Bai Qianshan became a true disciple. I don't know where he learned the Yuansheng-level secret method Ban Yue Zhan. How inferior to the true disciples, I heard that some time ago they wanted to snatch the Qiulian mountain range, but were repelled by Bai Qianshan."

"Well, Yan Sanwen has always been arrogant. He doesn't even pay attention to the true disciples. Today we will learn a lesson."

"Not necessarily. Except for a limited number of disciples in the previous generation, most of them are more vigorous than us, and basically they don't have the secret method of Yuansheng level. Yan Sanwen may not be at a disadvantage."

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Bang, huge smoke and dust drifted, and a figure came out in embarrassment, looking at the figure slowly walking out of the smoke and dust in horror, "The old guy of the previous generation did not stay by the grave to wait to die, but came out to show off, remember, I Called Yan Sanwen" said, the long sword was struck out at such a speed that others couldn't catch it, the purple light pierced through the man's shoulder in the blink of an eye, shot across the ground, and hit several bottomless holes on the ground.

"Get out" Yan Sanwen raised his head proudly, scorning the man who fell on the ground in front of him. The man's face was pale, his eyes were still lingering with horror, and when he heard Yan Sanwen's loud shout, he hurriedly fled the place covering his shoulders.

After the man left, Yan Sanwen snorted coldly, and looked provocatively at the white-clothed man standing in the corner, his elegant figure seemed unaffected by any fireworks, which made Yan Sanwen displeased no matter what.

At this time, a mighty coercion descended suddenly, Duanzhi Peak was silent for a moment, and looked up at the sky with admiration. Some of the disciples who had vacated all landed, and all the disciples seemed to be welcoming the gods. Yes, for the disciples, the Seventh Young Emperor One's Wang Jianfei is like a god-like existence, which makes people look up to.

The gray robe set off Wang Jianfei's slender and straight figure, standing indifferently in the sky, as if patrolling his own territory, he naturally sat on a Broken Finger Peak, a white jade seat shining with a noble and charming light, As Wang Jianfei took his seat, he hid himself.

The 16-year rule of the volcano, the Zongmen Grand Competition, and the five peaks of broken fingers represent the existence of the five peaks. The White Jade Throne represents the highest glory of the younger generation. These five seats have also attracted countless disciples of the volcano. Fighting to the death, according to legend, in the early days of Huoshan's founding sect, there were only three severed fingers. At that time, five young Yuandi-level powerhouses appeared in the sect competition. They surpassed countless disciples and won the highest glory. The other two severed fingers represent that the extremely young and strong can sit down. 10,000+ years have passed, and the number of severed fingers has not increased. There is even only one person in the Zongmen Dabi.

No one objected to Wang Jianfei's seating, even a proud young man like Yan Sanwen didn't dare to say a word of nonsense, but he just looked at the sky unwillingly, with only helplessness in his eyes.

"Lian Wuxian, it seems that Wang Jianfei is much more domineering than we imagined. No disciple in any Zongmen Grand Competition dared to sit down directly. He was afraid of being disrespectful to the Zongmen. Take you back to be my wife, haha" Su Peng laughed loudly.

Hearing Su Peng's laughing words, Lian Wuxian gave him a hard look, then turned his head to look up. The man above the giant finger was domineering, indifferent, and possessed the aura of a strong man that countless women are crazy about. Wang Jianfei, one of the young emperors, Lian Wuxian often heard rumors about Wang Jianfei in the chaotic plain. After five years, he came back and saw this man again, but he is no longer a little boy that Lian Wuxian can bully, but The strongest young disciple of the volcano, one of the Seven Young Emperors, the man who climbed to the top.

Just when Lian Wuxian was looking at Wang Jianfei, Wang Jianfei happened to look down, and his eyes met with Lian Wuxian's. The domineering gaze seemed to penetrate Lian Wuxian's mind, making her dare not look directly, and quickly lowered her head. His face was blushing.

With a smile on the corner of Wang Jianfei's mouth, he glanced under his eyes, and suddenly his eyes were extremely solemn, looking at the elegant man in white clothes standing in the corner, he showed a meaningful smile.

I don't know when a scene like a volcanic cloud appeared in the sky. The blood-like color made countless disciples palpitate. Among the crowd, Huang Pushan looked at the distance complicatedly.

Dugu Keming, a young disciple who advanced to the Yuan Emperor level during the battle of Heiyanling, is extremely talented, and he is the undisputed super strong among the young disciples of this generation to compete with Wang Jianfei.

Without hesitation, he sat on the other severed finger, and the white jade throne was covered by Dugu Keming's blood-colored eyes.

"Junior Sister Ruan, is he Dugu Keming? Why is he different from before?" Lian Wuxian asked in surprise. He had seen Dugu Keming before, and even beat him up, but now he looks completely different.

Ruan Meiyan dragged Huang Pushan to Lian Wuxian's side slowly, and said with palpitations, "Crazy can make people strange, and Dugu Keming is no longer the former Dugu Keming."

Not far away, Qu Bufan looked at Dugu Keming with interest, as if he was looking at his opponent.

Sun Quan came late, to be more accurate, later than Wang Jianfei and Dugu Keming, but luckily the Zongmen Grand Competition hadn't started yet, Sun Quan didn't show any momentum, so he naturally jumped onto a Broken Finger Peak without hesitation. Sitting on the white jade throne, he muttered, "Is this the white jade throne that Bai Qianshan said? It is soft and gentle, and there is a strange energy to cleanse the body and mind. It seems that the material is unusual."

Seeing Sun Quan sitting naturally on the White Jade Throne, the disciples below were in an uproar. Wang Jianfei can take his seat, he is one of the Seven Young Emperors, and Dugu Keming can also take his seat. One can tell at a glance that he is a Yuan Emperor-level powerhouse, undisputed, But who is this?A nameless boy?Without imposing manner, without the demeanor of a master, he just sat on the White Jade Throne as if it was his seat, making the disciples below furious, and the Zongmen Grand Competition even tended to start earlier.