Yong Heng Zhi Zun

Four days later, the Nantian teahouse in misty city was wrapped up.

On the third floor of the teahouse, fan qiansong, fan Qianyu and Li Fuchen sat in a corner and occupied a table. At this time, they were quietly drinking tea and waiting for the true disciples of the other three schools.

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Three young men came up to the sound of footsteps.

The three young men were all dressed in dark red robes with patterns of ground fire on their clothes.

True disciple of dihuomen.

The first disciple of dihuomen is about the same age as fan qiansong. His accomplishments are in the six levels of Disha realm. The other two are about 30 years old. They are about the same age as Li Fuchen. One is the seven levels of Disha state, the other is the eight levels of Disha state.

However, it is obvious that both of them are the former, and they are both "fan qiansong"

First of all, the real disciple of the earth fire gate gazed at fan qiansong, but he did not smile.

"Song Qinghe."

Fan qiansong also said the other party's name.

"Elder martial brother Chen, this song Qinghe is the real disciple of the dihuomen gold sect. He is very powerful, and is better than my brother." Young woman fan Qianyu delivers voice to Li Fuchen.

Li Fuchen nodded secretly.

There is not a good match among the disciples of Huangjin zhenzhuan, not to mention those who have achieved the six levels of Disha realm.

"This is also the true disciple of your worry free sect?" Song Qinghe points to Li Fuchen and asks.

Fan qiansong said: "he is Chen Fushi, senior brother Chen, from canglan clan."

"It seems a little out of order." Song Qinghe hums coldly.

Fan qiansong said: "you and I only have an agreement that we are not allowed to invite Tiangang martial arts practitioners. When did you say that we should not invite Disha martial artists. Are you afraid of the dihuomen?"

"Afraid, joke! It's just a double warrior in Disha area. It's estimated that they will fall when they enter the cemetery. "

Song Qinghe disdained Tao.

Li Fuchen, a disciple of jinshajin, is not in his eyes at all. Even if Li Fuchen is a disciple of Huangjin zhenzhuan, he himself is a disciple of Huangjin zhenzhuan, and his cultivation is four times higher than that of Li Fuchen.

He found a table to sit down and two disciples of zhenzhuan waited in silence.

Half an hour later, there were footsteps.

People have not come up, a sharp and unrestrained momentum has already spread.

"Crazy sword clan."

Li Fuchen is very familiar with this momentum, and says in his heart.

After several breaths, a true disciple of Madao sect came to the third floor of the teahouse.

This true disciple of Kuang Dao sect has a high level of cultivation. He has reached the seven levels of Disha state. His momentum is as strong as a blade, which makes people feel painful and depressed.

"It's terrible to be strong!"

Li Fuchen frowned.

Maybe this true disciple of the mad sword sect is not the true disciple of the ruthless sword Xue Feng, but it is not much different.

"Fu Chongshan, you alone?"

Song Qinghe remembers that Fu Chongshan had a true disciple of the Madao sect at that time.

"One man is enough."

Fu Chongshan is proud.

"Hope you don't regret it then?" Song Qinghe also acknowledged Fu Chongshan's strength. Unfortunately, after entering the cemetery, there were many people. If it was not too short of time, he would definitely look for several disciples of the same sect.

Fu Chongshan sneered and said nothing.

Time goes by.

Most of the time passed.

"Changchun Valley's disciples are too big! It's almost noon now Song Qinghe was not happy.

"The disciple of Dihuo sect is impetuous and has no future."

Downstairs, a arrogant word came up.

Song Qinghe was furious. If he had changed to someone else, he would have taught him a lesson. He was afraid of the power of Changchun Valley, and it was not good to be provocative. After all, he was rude first and could only swallow his anger temporarily.

A very unique, like a sea of forest like momentum, a young man came up.

The young man is quite old, several years older than Li Fuchen's present appearance. At least he is over 35 years old. His mouth is full of a sense of pride. This pride is not Fu Chongshan's pride in his own strength, but a sense of pride from his identity.

It's no wonder that Changchun Valley is the top sect in Donglin mainland. Even if he is not the top true disciple of Changchun Valley, he deserves to be proud.

The cultivation of young people is as high as eight levels of Disha state, with simple momentum and oppression, which is not much weaker than Fu Chongshan.

Fan Qianyu preached: "this man is Wei Shanhe, the true disciple of Changchun Valley Baiyin. Although he is not a true disciple of gold, his victory lies in the long training time, which should not be underestimated."

Li Fuchen did not respond, his eyes fell on the position of the stairway.

Fu Chongshan's eyes are also looking at the position of the stairway.

The light footstep sound, as if the spring seed sprouts to crush the soil sound, a trace of sound, and so on to notice its existence, a figure has already appeared in people's sight.This is a beautiful woman in blue.

This kind of beauty is not inferior to the gentle dance of swallows, just like Fairies in the clouds.

Fan qiansong, song Qinghe and Fu Chongshan are all stunned, but Li Fuchen keeps calm and looks at the beautiful woman quietly.

Qingyi woman's accomplishments are not very high. They are just the four steps of Disha realm. However, it seems that Li Fuchen is stronger than Fu Chongshan, and much stronger than Fu Chongshan. At the moment when the other party came up, the air field on the third floor of the teahouse was dissolved by the other party. There was silence between heaven and earth. It seemed that there was a drizzle falling silently and the fog was rising quietly Teng, everything is blurred.

"Six star root bone?"

Almost instantly, an idea flashed through Li Fuchen's mind.

This woman is absolutely six-star root bone, only six-star root bone can bring him such a big shock.

Fan Qianyu some envious voice way: "if I guess right, she is the Changchun Valley two big six star root bone one of Su Muyu."

The six star root bone is rare in the world. When Li Fuchen first saw Yan Qingwu, Yan Qingwu was still young and did not fully exert the potential of the six star root bone. If the two of them meet again now, Li Fuchen can be sure that the breath of each other will be completely changed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is my younger sister Su Muyu in Changchun valley. If you can meet me, you don't know the blessings you've had for a few years." Wei Shanhe obviously adores Su Muyu. Of course, his talent of root and bone determines that they are only brothers and sisters.

Song Qinghe grew up and said with a smile: "Song Qinghe has seen Su Muyu girl."

Su Muyu didn't look at each other, so he took a seat and sat down.

Seeing this, song Qinghe's face was blue and red, very embarrassed.

Since it's time to start, it's not too late for fan Qi to start

"Wait a minute." It was Fu Chongshan.

"What's the matter?" Several people looked at Fu Chongshan.

Fu Chongshan said faintly: "I am the only one of the zhenzhuan disciples of the Madao sect, but I have also invited the zhenzhuan disciples of other sects, and so on."

As soon as Fu Chongshan's voice fell, the sound of his feet rang out again.

The first one who came up was a young man in black, about 30 years old, with a ghost pattern on his body. Seeing this pattern, Li Fuchen's eyes narrowed, which was the symbol of the Tiansha gate.

Then a young man in black came up.

Seeing this young man, Li Fuchen can't help but raise the idea of a narrow family.

This man is a man with no blood.

PS: there is a third watch, but it will be later.