human guard

Chapter 741 Liufang Clan

White light dense.

The void twisted and shook.

Around the void, there are quite a few monks gathered.

When the long boat entered the range of thousands of miles, a strong man looked sideways in a certain direction, frowning slightly: "The monks of the Ziyun clan have arrived!"

Ziyun clan!

Hearing this name, all the monks present frowned.

"Ziyun Clan!"

In the Nanyang clan camp, for some reason, Nanyang Ling had a face in his mind, and a strong killing intent rose in his heart.

A strong man from the Ziyun clan has arrived.

But I don't know if the Purple Cloud Saint in his memory will also come.

If the other party really came, then the enmity in the death penalty area should be settled properly.

Nanyang Ling was furious whenever he thought of his physical body being slapped by Ziyun Sheng.

If he really made an enemy of it deliberately, he would be severely injured, and he would have nothing to say.

however.

I obviously didn't show any hostility, but the other party destroyed my physical body without saying a word.

This hatred, this hatred.

If it is not resolved thoroughly, he will not be able to swallow this breath.

Subsequently.

Nanyang Ling looked at another clan camp, and the killing intent in his eyes became stronger again.

That was the camp of the Beili clan.

the other side.

Bei Lifeng seemed to have sensed the killing intent in his gaze, so he looked along the induction, and met Nanyang Ling's cold gaze.

In this regard.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

at this time.

The void vibrated, and a long boat pierced through the air, and it appeared in the sight of all the monks.

There were more than a dozen monks standing on the long boat. The leader was dressed in purple and stood in front of the long boat with his hands behind his back. His handsome face showed no emotion.

"The monks of the Ziyun clan are here!"

"Hey... It seems that there are not many monks from the Ziyun clan this time!"

After seeing the person who came, there was some commotion in the camps of several clans, but they calmed down quickly.

The monks of several clans all discovered an unusual place.

That is, there are very few monks from the Ziyun clan this time.

To know.

There are at least hundreds of monks from other clans.

Looking at the Ziyun clan, the number of monks on the long boat is less than twenty.

Either the Ziyun clan gave up fighting for the ownership of the world and sent a few monks to deal with it, or the Ziyun clan thought that these dozen or so monks were enough to win the ownership of the world.

It would be fine if it was the former.

But if it is the latter, it means that the strength of these dozen monks is not ordinary.

While the various clans were silently sizing up the Ziyun clan, Shen Changqing and the others were also sizing up the Ziyun clan.

Nanyang Clan!

Beili Clan!

Red pupil clan!

Cold Whale Clan!

Xianyu Clan!

When he saw the monks of the five major clans, the corresponding names automatically appeared in his mind.

When seeing the Nanyang clan and the Beili clan, Shen Changqing obviously paused.

Especially when he saw the two familiar faces in the two major clan camps, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

It's not that enemies don't get together.

This scene.

It fell into the eyes of Bei Lifeng and Nan Yangling, but it was a naked ridicule.

"Sage Purple Cloud!"

Bei Lifeng clenched his fists secretly, the killing intent in his eyes was almost undisguised.

He didn't expect it.

The cultivator led by the Ziyun clan this time turned out to be the cultivator who robbed himself of the Purity Stone in the death penalty area in the past.

When he saw that only a dozen monks from the Ziyun clan had come, a different thought came to Bei Lifeng's heart.

"You know him?"

In front of the Beili clan's camp, a young man in white clothes sensed the killing intent in Beilifeng's heart and asked lightly.

heard.

Bei Lifeng nodded: "He is the monk of the Ziyun clan who snatched the Jingshi in the death penalty zone and killed my body. His name is Ziyun Sheng!"

"Sage Ziyun?"

Beili Wentian murmured to himself, but found that he had never heard of it.

the other side.

Shen Changqing had already put away the long boat, and all the monks of the Ziyun clan appeared in the void.

"The Ziyun clan only has a dozen or so monks here. Could it be that they want to give up fighting for the ownership of the world?"

At this time, there was a cold voice.

Shen Changqing followed the voice and saw that the person speaking was a woman in white with smooth skin, bright eyes and bright teeth.

moment.

In Ziyunsheng's memory, he found some related memories of the other party.

Xianyu clan saintess, fairy.

A celestial arrogance whose name remains on the list of gods.

no doubt.

Every one of the Tianjiao who can be ranked in the list of gods has the strength comparable to that of a god king.

Subsequently.

Shen Changqing looked at the camps of other clans again, and corresponding memories appeared in his mind.

Tianjiao!

The pride of heaven.

The leaders of the five clans are all strong men of the Tianjiao level, and they are all on the list of gods.

In Ziyunsheng's memory, these monks were all his targets.

at this time.

The fairy spirit who spoke first saw that Shen Changqing didn't answer his question, and didn't even look at him a few more times, a look of displeasure flashed in his beautiful eyes.

"Are all the monks of the Ziyun clan so uneducated?"

"Hmph, what about my Ziyun clan, when will it be the Xianling clan's turn to talk here!"

Ziyunfang seized the opportunity and immediately responded with words, without showing any mercy to the other party.

As soon as this word comes out.

Xian Ling's eyes turned cold: "Who are you?"

"I'm Ziyunfang, the candidate son of Ziyun Holy Land."

"Candidate Holy Son?"

A look of doubt flashed across Xian Ling's pretty face.

"I remember that the Ziyun clan has many holy sons, but there seems to be no such thing as a candidate for a holy son, right?"

The same clan.

Naturally, it is impossible for the Xianyu clan to know nothing about the Ziyun clan.

In fact.

The Fourteen Peaks of Ziyun Holy Land, which represent the Ziyun clan, and the Xianyu clan know a lot about it.

It is precisely because I understand something that I feel puzzled.

Because in the impression of the fairy, each of the fourteen peaks has a holy son, but there is no talk of a candidate for the holy son.

"There are so many things you don't know."

Ziyun Fang sneered.

When he was talking, he also silently observed Shen Changqing's face, and when he saw that the other party did not intend to stop him, he became more courageous.

If it was the past, Ziyunfang would not dare to be presumptuous when facing the saintess of the Xianyu clan.

At any rate, the other party was a genius who was ranked in the list of gods, and his strength was beyond his ability to compete.

It's different now.

The Xianyu clan has the pride of heaven, and their Ziyun clan also has the pride of heaven.

Although Shen Changqing is not on the list of gods now, in Ziyunfang's view, it will be a matter of time. When it comes to strength, he may not be weaker than those of other clans.

Another point.

Since the Mang Emperor only sent them here, it meant that the other party believed that with their strength, they still had the qualification to win the clan affiliation in the face of hundreds of monks from other clans.

I know my own affairs.

Although his own strength is not weak, it is impossible for him to be able to match most of the powerful members of the Xianyu clan.

As such.

There is only one possibility left.

The Mang Emperor believed that the gap in the number of monks could be straightened out by relying on this holy son alone.

When Ziyunfang responded.

In the direction of the Beili clan, Beili Wentian said with a sneer: "It seems that the Ziyun clan has changed a bit, which is not bad, if any cat or dog can be called the Holy Son, it would be a shame to us.

The majestic Ziyun clan doesn't even have a single arrogance left on the list of gods, what a joke! "

"What are you, you dare to talk about my Ziyun clan!"

Ziyunfang took a sip, his eyes full of disdain.

This scene.

Beili Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he directly bombarded Ziyunfang with his palm.

The terrifying power is like breaking the sky and breaking the earth.

All the voids involved exploded with a bang.

"not good!"

Ziyun's expression changed, and a strong warning appeared in his heart, as if the power contained in that palm was completely beyond his ability to resist.

Just when he wanted to fight hard.

Shen Changqing, who had been doing nothing all this time, suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed out with his index finger calmly.

moment.

The terrifying power that shattered the sky and the earth has already disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

There is only space that is healing and speaks to what just happened.

See here.

The pupils of all the monks from the clan camp shrank suddenly, and when they looked at Shen Changqing again, they became very serious.

"I didn't expect that the Ziyun clan would actually produce a strong man who can stand on the stage!"

Beili Wentian's expression was solemn, and he didn't intend to belittle him at all.

Master tricks.

As long as one and a half moves, you can guess the depth of each other.

When Shen Changqing shot, he already felt a strong threat.

obviously.

The opponent's strength will definitely not be much weaker than his own, otherwise it would be impossible to give such a feeling.

Xian Lingmei stared at the other party firmly, and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you, I don't remember Ziyun clan having such a strong man."

"I am Ziyun Saint!"

Shen Changqing smiled lightly and answered casually.

Saint Ziyun!
Hearing this name, most of the monks from several clan camps were puzzled.

no way.

The holy son of the Ziyun clan is different from the holy sons of other clans. The holy sons of other clans are all unique, so they naturally have a lot of reputation.

But Ziyun clan originally had quite a few holy sons, and none of them were too outstanding in strength. Although they had a certain reputation within the clan, few of them had really heard of them outside.

but.

Following Shen Changqing's attack just now, the word Ziyun Sheng has penetrated into the hearts of each clan.

"His strength, is it really that strong!"

In the Nanyang clan camp, Nanyang Ling had a look of disbelief in his eyes.

He was very clear about the extent of Beili Wentian's strength.

The other party was the Chosen One on the Conferred God List, and being able to be taken seriously by such a strong person showed that in the eyes of Bei Li Wentian, Ziyun Sheng was almost considered a strong person of the same level.

(End of this chapter)