The Dragon from Hell

At the same time, the outskirts of Shencheng approached the territory of Sucheng.

Here stood a towering mountain.

This mountain had no name and no road signs.

But if a passerby mistakenly entered, he would be stopped before he could even reach the halfway point of the mountain.

No one would have thought that in the depths of this mountain, there was actually a small village.

One of the gorgeous and retro buildings stood in the center of the village, with yellow roofs and red walls, like an ancient palace.

Inside the building, the hall was magnificent and the ceiling was estimated to be seven or eight meters high.

At this time, the originally spacious hall was full of people.

In the center, two people knelt side by side, and an old man lay on a stretcher beside him.

"Waste!"

——Snap!

Accompanied by a roar, a teacup flew from above the hall and hit one of the young men on the forehead.

The expensive antique tea bowl shattered, and the young man's head was bleeding instantly, but he didn't dare to move even a bit while kneeling.

This young man was Wu Mian.

Uncle Six, who was standing by, was shocked and begged for mercy: "Master, Wu Mian is still injured, you..."

"Haha, he still has the nerve to say that he is injured?"

Above the hall, the man in a brocade gown looked to be in his sixties, but there was not a single white hair on his head.

He was full of energy and extremely majestic.

He was Bai Wuqiu, the current master of Tiexian Villa.

He pointed at Wu Mian with a look of disappointment: "The sect gave him so many resources, and the other four sects' unique skills were shamelessly asked for him, so that he could represent our five sects to be the spokesperson of the secular world and put him on the cloud."

"Such an honor, only he has thousands of disciples in the five sects!"

"But what about him?"

"The first time he represented the Wumeng in the battle was a disastrous defeat!"

Bai Wuqiu scolded him, and it seemed that he wanted Wu Mian to spit out all the resources he had consumed over the years.

Wu Mian was born in Tiexian Villa, which was a kind of pride for Tiexian Villa.

Because of his appearance, Tiexian Villa occupied a major position in the alliance of the five major sects, and also had more say.

After all, in the alliance of the five major sects, it took more than ten years for a martial arts genius like Wu Mian to appear.

Among the younger generation, only one person's martial arts talent can be compared with him, but that person... is a little special.

He doesn't have a good brain.

So Wu Mian, who is still smart, suddenly became the object of the five major sects' dedicated training.

But what about now?

I thought that once Wu Mian came out, he would definitely amaze the world and let all martial artists see the power of their sect's martial arts, which is definitely not comparable to secular martial arts.

As a result, Wu Mian not only failed to prove himself to the sect, but was also pressed to the ground by an unknown so-called new dragon master.

The Wumeng spent ten years telling the world that Panlong Hall has become history, and that they are the pillars of Dragon Country's martial arts today.

But because of Wu Mian, the Wumeng was beaten back to its original form, and the name of Panlong Hall returned to the eyes of the world!

If it weren't for the fact that too much manpower and material resources had been invested in Wu Mian, and it was too late to find another person to train him now, Bai Wuqiu would have wanted to kill Wu Mian right now to vent his anger.

Wu Mian knelt on the ground with a resentful expression: "Master, I admit that I underestimated the enemy this time. But please give me another chance, I will definitely bring Qin Feng's head back to see you!"

Although he lost yesterday, he came back and thought about it. He only felt that he lacked practical experience and did underestimate the enemy.

No matter how strong Qin Feng was, he was only of the same generation as him, and even two years younger than him.

How strong can people of the same generation be?

In fact, the gap between the top ten geniuses is not that big. If we really compare them, it is just a matter of who is more experienced, calmer and more cautious.

Even if Qin Feng can beat him, can he still enter the Earth Realm?

Will there be no waves in the martial arts world when a monster who has entered the Earth Realm in his twenties appears?

If he is really in the Earth Realm, he himself will not be so low-key, right?

So Wu Mian is sure that as long as he is given another chance, let him study Qin Feng more and treat him carefully, he will definitely be able to take Qin Feng's life next time!

"Haha, give you another chance?" Bai Wuqiu sneered: "Do you think they are wooden stakes on the training ground, waiting for you to challenge them at any time?"

"And now everyone knows that we have lost. If you come to us again at this time, no matter you win or lose, our sect alliance will lose face!"

If you come to us again at this time, people will only say that Wu Mian, the genius of the Wumeng, can't afford to lose, and keeps coming to challenge him.

Wu Mian still wanted to fight for something, but his sixth uncle gave him aWith a look, he stopped talking for the time being.

At this time, it would be wrong to say anything, so it is better to accept the punishment honestly.

"Master, Wu Mian has already known that he was wrong. This time, it is indeed because we are not as skilled as others and have not made full preparations."

Sixth Uncle said in a sad tone: "Not only did the sect suffer heavy losses, but Uncle Mo is still unconscious. I will take all the blame!"

Since the battle with Long Daoling, Mo Wentian has been unconscious since he came back because of excessive blood loss and damaged internal strength.

According to the diagnosis of the doctor in the sect, Uncle Mo is in danger this time.

This battle with Qin Feng not only failed to achieve their goal, but also lost Mo Wentian, a fierce general. This is the biggest loss of Tiexian Villa.

"Please give me a chance to make amends. I will personally take Wu Mian down the mountain and bring Qin Feng back to atone for his sins without anyone noticing!"

"That's it!"

Bai Wuqiu widened his eyes and looked at him with a look of regret: "Didn't you hear what Long Daoling said that day? He doesn't care if the younger one attacks, but if the older one attacks... Even if we are not afraid of him, what about the disciples below?"

"That Qin Feng is Long Daoling's first closed disciple in ten years. If you kill him, aren't you afraid that Long Daoling will kill all the disciples of our mountain sect?"

Sixth Uncle's face was ashen.

Indeed, everyone has seen how terrifying Long Daoling is. Even Uncle Mo's life is hanging by a thread in his hands, not to mention the disciples below.

If he personally attacks, he can naturally kill Qin Feng, but what will follow is certainly Long Daoling's crazy revenge.

After all, this time when Qin Feng was in danger, Long Daoling hibernated for ten years and came out of the mountain in person.

"But Master, if I can't kill Qin Feng, I won't be able to swallow this breath!"

Wu Mian's eyes were red, and he kowtowed to Bai Wuqiu repeatedly despite the blood on his face: "Master, please give me another chance!"

"Enough!" Bai Wuqiu shouted and interrupted him directly: "Aren't you ashamed enough?"

"Don't go down the mountain recently. I only said that Lao Liu can't take action, but I didn't say I won't cause trouble for him."

Bai Wuqiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since the old man can't take action, let the younger one take action. I have already asked Wuji to go down the mountain..."