Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

In fact, it really has nothing to do with Zhong Ziqi.

Zhong Ziqi has always regarded Guan Buyu three people as coaches invited by the factotum building to give advice. He never thought that Guan Buyu three people had devoted themselves to sweeping the floor and would come out to them at the moment.

As long as it does not interfere in the affairs of the sect, the large and small sect in Jinhua city does not exclude disciples from forming forces and expanding themselves.

The background of the disciples who can enter the sect is unusual. These forces also have countless relationships, which can indirectly enhance the strength of the sect.

Of course, they can't take the initiative to interfere in the struggle among the disciples, otherwise it will be difficult to get involved by the law enforcement disciples and make too much noise.

The mind turned for a while, green Zhenyi suddenly smiled, and his eyes showed a proud color again.

As a late king, naturally he would not join the Diyuan sect. Although the other two men did not start, they were not afraid of the authority of being silent. Obviously, they also had the cultivation level of the late king.

In other words, these three people should only be temporary backup for sweeping the door.

The current situation is that the external disciples joined hands to deal with Ye Feng, which can be regarded as legitimate defense. This is not enough to attract the law enforcement disciples to intervene.

But if they take the initiative to fight themselves, it is equivalent to violating the rules.

It was to attract the whole Diyuan sect to encircle and suppress.

Seeing this, Qing Zhenyi's inner strength came back again.

He walked easily, stepped forward and observed Ye Feng attentively.

The boy with a broad face in front of him should be the engraver who can engrave the second level soul in the sweeping door.

"Hey, hey, I was surprised that there was an inscription master among the factotum disciples."

"Your... Name is Ye Feng?"

As soon as the words were spoken, green Zhenyi frowned.

The name Ye Feng sounds familiar. It seems that I've heard it somewhere.

"Are you the inscription dealer who maliciously bid?"

Ye Feng also had some doubts in his heart.

From qingzhenyi, he felt a familiar smell.

"Inscription dealer? You're the first one who dares to break the rules of the inscription world."

Ignoring Ye Feng's ridicule, qingzhenyi said again: "you should know the background of my net, boy. There are people outside, and there are days outside. Don't think you have a cow. When someone steps on your foot and loses the chance to turn over, you regret... It's too late."

"Don't show off your qualifications here. What do you want to do? I'll accompany you. What's the ability to bully ordinary factotum disciples?"

"If you have the ability, you can go and challenge Tianyuan sect. In the Sutra Taoist field, the inner disciples were trampled under the feet of Tianyuan sect, and they didn't dare to fart. Where were you then?"

"Perhaps among those who have been bullied, there is your dignified master of inscriptions."

Ye Feng interrupted Qing Zhenyi with a wave of his hand, and said mercilessly.

A whisper came, and many onlookers nodded subconsciously.

That's true.

The organizations of diyuanzong only knew how to bully the weak. They didn't dare to say no in front of the strong tianyuanzong disciples.

Qingzhenyi's face turned red and became the color of pig liver.

In his usual position, who speaks to him like this?

Just for a moment, he could not refute Ye Feng.

"Boy, what did you say and what I want to do? Well, since you are so awesome, you can't show weakness with me, so I'll compete with you on the art of inscriptions..."

The Mou light moved, green vibration clothes suddenly turned a topic and said.

Ye Feng couldn't help crying out.

Just now, he was quick to talk and didn't close the door. He was caught by the other party.

Although I have engraved the third level inscriptions, after all, I can only say that I have first seen the path of the third level inscriptions.

Qingzhenyi is a real master of four grade inscriptions. No matter the experience or the level of inscriptions, there is no doubt that he should surpass himself.

For a moment, maple leaf hesitated.

"Why, do you fart? Hehe, the factotum is just a factotum after all. Even if you become an engraver, you are still disappointing as always. No wonder you guys... Have been at the bottom for thousands of years."

Qing Zhenyi was unreasonable and deliberately raised his voice with Yuan Li, and then spread far away.

"Yes, we heard it, too!"

"Since I'm an engraver, I'll compete with you with inscriptions. What do the others say?"

It's not too big to watch the excitement, not to mention there are many netted people around, and there's a roar immediately.

Hearing this, yuan Ningzhen, Wang Yuwei and others naturally looked angry.

A master of four grade inscriptions forced to compete with a master of three grade inscriptions? He also deliberately uses words to run against Ye Feng. Qing Zhenyi's face and thickness are afraid that he will no longer be under Zhong Ziqi

Younger martial brother ye can't be fooled by him.

"Zongmen important place, who is making trouble here!"

Just hesitating, a thunderous sound rolled in, making people around give way to a path again.

"It's elder Feng..."

I don't know who shouted. Everyone immediately calmed down. Chief Feng is always an elder of the outer courtyard, in charge of the cultivation round tower, and has certain rights to deal with the affairs of the outer gate. Ordinary disciples dare not offend.

His round face was a little unhappy. Elder Feng stepped into the center of the circle. When he looked at it, his face immediately showed surprise.

"Disciple Ye Feng, have you seen elder Feng!"

Ye Feng bowed his hand.

"Net... Green vibration clothes."

Qing Zhenyi just arched his hand slightly, with theout any other indication.

In his capacity, the outer gate elder wanted to give him three points of face.

Sure enough, hearing the name, elder Feng looked chilly and nodded at him.

However, when elder Feng's eyes swept over Guan Buyu's three people, there was a trace of fear in his old eyes. It was obvious that Guan Buyu, black and white, and his cultivation strength were not under him.

What day is it today?

Unexpectedly, there are four master inscriptions and the king's peak master fighting in the outer court? And such a thing, let yourself catch up?

Headache.

"Well... Ning Zhen, tell me what's going on?"

In the twinkling of an eye, I saw yuanningzhen. Elder Feng seemed to see the Savior and quickly opened his mouth to ask.

Yuan Ning with a small mouth is really full of grievances and tells the cause and effect of the matter again.

"Is it to compete for the inscription market? Well... Everyone is a disciple of our sect. It's not a good thing to fight in the inner and outer courts. If it is spread, it will only become a laughing stock."

"Well... I'll be a peacemaker. Let's forget it. Let's leave now..."

Elder Feng doesn't want to offend qingzhenyi, nor dare he easily provoke three martial arts experts who are not weaker than him. He only wants to turn big things into small things

"That's it? That's not it."

"My net is not so easy to match. Sweeping the door has seized the inscription business of the net and Yuanmeng. I must give an explanation."

Qingzhenyi looked arrogant. He didn't sell the face of elder Feng at all. He even carried out the great Bodhisattva "Yuanmeng"