Dragon Vein Martial God

"Hum, you are such a loser. I can't blame your disciple for being nearly killed. I'll fight you, the master who can't take it up. I don't care about Yang Fan. Get out of my way!" When Yang Fan said this, it was not very pleasant.

Wuzhui is also a temperamental resident. After listening to these words, he said coldly in his voice: "Yang Fan, do you think I must not be your opponent?"

When the two men opened their posture, they wanted to start. However, just before their aura was fully improved, a voice came from the void: "two Dharma protectors, don't start. I'll solve this problem!"

As the voice fell, a figure fell gently from the air and steadily fell in the center of the life and death platform.

He called himself the master of yunjianzong. Naturally, he attracted everyone's eyes and attention!

Many disciples of yunjianzong have never met the master of yunjianzong since they came to yunjianzong.

At this moment, the master of yunjianzong finally showed his true vision. Naturally, everyone wants to see his face!

But when this person's aura gradually dissipated, and his real face appeared in front of people's eyes, people immediately let out a exclamation. People could not think of anything. This is the leader of yunjianzong!

Even Jiang Ting didn't think of it, because what appeared in front of him was not someone else, but the most humble elder in yunjianzong!

Elder Lin of yunjianzong's catering department, the redundant elder in people's eyes, is the old man who claims to be the end of Shouyuan!

"Lin , elder Lin? "

"You are..."

Even no trace Dharma protector and Yang Fan Dharma protector were shocked. It can be seen that the identity of the master of yunjianzong was covered up so tightly!

"Lao Jiu is Chu Fengyu, the leader of yunjianzong. Didn't you think of that?" Elder Lin looked at everyone so stunned, can't help but smile.

Finally, his eyes fell on Jiang Ting, and Jiang Ting even covered his mouth. He said nothing. This is the leader of yunjianzong!

Jiang Ting quickly recalled that he didn't seem to have said anything too much in front of him, did he?

Jiang Ting's face twitches. He can't blame the master for showing himself the forbidden array of Yun Jianzong. It turns out that he is

"You are Chu Feng language!" Yang Fan looked at the ugly old man in front of him. He couldn't believe his ears and asked in this way.

Mr. Lin, who claimed to be the leader of yunjianzong, smiles and turns his hand. A golden token appears in his hand.

With his arm slightly raised, he said to all the disciples of yunjianzong: "you can see clearly, this is the gold token of the master of yunjianzong!" As soon as the words fell, elder Lin poured a aura into his gold token.

I saw the golden token rose up in the sky with a golden light. This golden light fell directly on the top of the mountain. The golden light surrounded the beak of Yingzui peak. Gradually, the golden light formed two words, namely cloud sword!

This is absolutely the master's token. It can't be wrong. Only the master's token can trigger such a vision. In the past dynasties of yunjianzong, only the master can let the gold token recognize the master and trigger this vision!

When people saw this situation, no matter how high or low their accomplishments were, they all fell on their knees and exclaimed, "I've seen the Lord!"

"I have seen you, Lord!"

Such a high voice reverberated in the valley for a long time before it calmed down. Naturally, Jiang Ting was also a little excited.

It's a surprise to bow down, but in retrospect, it's also expected that the master of Chu took great pains for yunjianzong!

Although Yang Fan is also kneeling down to Chu Feng language, his face is shocked, and his eyes are not reconciled.

All this, Chu Feng language didn't seem to see, just waved at everyone and said: "everyone flat body."

All the disciples were excited. You know, the leader of yunjianzong disappeared for a long time.

Who can think, in fact, around them, some people are not good, not controlled by their own shaking.

Just like those disciples who work in the catering department, they used to sway in front of the LORD every day, but their daily grievances are not heard by the Lord?!

But it's no use regretting any more. It's already happened.

The shocked expression on the no trace Dharma protector's face had not retreated, and he said to Chu Feng: "Lord, you are not..."

"No trace Dharma protector, I know what you want to ask, and I'm willing to explain it to you." Chu Feng language tiny smile, light say.

"Many years ago, because of the war with a mysterious man, I was seriously injured, so my patriarch declared closed."

"In fact, at that time, my internal injury was already very serious. I once went to the depths of hopelessness to find the pharmacist in the legend of yunjianzong, but I failed. I refined some talismans and sealed the injured body with my own cultivation.""Later, I used the technique of shifting shape and changing bones to cover up my identity and returned to yunjianzong. In fact, what I said about Shouyuan will be exhausted is true. As long as I use strong fighting skills or suffer heavy damage from external forces, I will shake the forbidden array in my body and make internal injuries recur. If so, I will never be able to go back to heaven."

People all listen quietly, and 90% of them don't know the situation of the Lord. They just hear that the Lord is in seclusion, but unexpectedly, the Lord is suffering from this kind of pain every day.

Jiang Ting can't help but frown. The cultivation of Chu Feng language is in the realm of Wu Jun. who can hurt Chu Feng language and get away from it?!

"The reason why I have been here is to observe whether that strange mysterious man will come back to the sect. If he comes back, I will fight my own life and take him down!" This is the main purpose of Chu Feng language to hide identity.

Everyone nodded.

No trace Dharma protector can't help but take a long breath. However, his eyes are still worried. He asks Chu Feng: "Lord, now, your body..."

Chu Feng language listened to the words of no trace Dharma protector, eyes put on boundless kindness, looked at the river court.

Jiang Ting finally understood the strange questions that Chu Feng Yu asked when he saw his medicine making. He must have met the pharmacist in the legend of yunjianzong, and Chu Feng Yu knew them well.

"It was this new disciple of yunjianzong, Jiang Ting, who was good at refining medicine. He made pills for me, which made my internal injury cured."

"Only in this way can I reappear my identity as the leader of yunjianzong and appear in front of you." Chu Feng's language is full of affirmation of Jiang ting and gratitude.

"It's him!"

After listening to the words of Chu Feng language, everyone's eyes all fall on Jiang Ting's body, all with some incredible.

No one thought that the fighting power of Jiangting was so adverse, and the skill of refining medicine was also so excellent. Listen to the words of the Lord, isn't this Jiangting comparable to the pharmacist in the legend of yunjianzong?!

"Lord, you flatter me!" It's very rare. Jiang Ting is a little embarrassed.

This makes Lingxi, the Shangguan beside Jiangting, look at him with more adoring eyes, and her heart is also very excited.

In people's gaze, Chu Feng language suddenly aura slightly surging up, this is the kind of abnormal rich breath, people can't help but all back away.

However, Chu Feng language pays great attention to his own pressure, his feet touch the ground slightly, and his body rises in the air.

Chu Feng language's flying in the sky is totally different from the ordinary flying in the blood refining period. Chu Feng language's posture is very ethereal. Walking in the clouds is like walking on the ground.

Everyone looked up at Chu Feng language.

After the launch, Chu Feng language arms a shock, visible to the naked eye on the arm of the skin suddenly burst, people all covered their mouths, do not know what Chu Feng language is to do!

The wrinkles on Chu Feng language's face are also unfolding. People find that the breath of Chu Feng language is constantly rising. Originally, it was just the breath of five layers of cultivation in the blood refining period. Now, it seems that it has already gone up many times!

"Wujunjing, the Lord has arrived at wujunjing!"

When the breath of Chu Feng language keeps rising, the crowd standing below is boiling. The cultivation of the master of a sect, to a large extent, represents the strength of the sect.

People all clearly know that the cultivation of Xuanxin sect's master is the second grade Wujun, and Zuiyan sect's master is also the second grade Wujun.

But the patriarch of his own family is always closed, which makes people not quite clear what his cultivation is like.

Although all the elders agree that the cultivation of the patriarch is also the second grade martial Lord, there are also rumors that the patriarch made mistakes in his cultivation and his cultivation dropped sharply.

Now, seeing the cultivation of the patriarch quickly ascend to the realm of Wu Jun, how can these disciples not be happy?!

"San pin Wu Jun?"

"The cultivation of the Lord is the third grade martial Lord!"

"It's really the cultivation of sanpinwujun!"

When Chu Fengyu accepted his own talisman and the skill of changing shape and bone, his real accomplishments were displayed in front of everyone.

Finally, Chu Feng language slowly fell on the platform of life and death again.

If you look at Chu Feng's language, it's not as old as it used to be. The style of painting has changed completely.

Is a high spirited middle-aged man, black hair in the back of his head, a bronze face, give a light sense of oppression, the corner of his eyes, eyebrows, with a sense of awe inspiring, deep eyes as bright as a lonely star at night.

"Yes, with the help of my disciple Jiang Ting, I successfully broke through to the realm of sanpinwujun!"

When people gradually calmed down, Chu Feng language began to say such a word, between the words, or Jiang Ting as his own disciple.