Reincarnation of the Empress: My senior brother has the qualifications of a saint

"Some time ago, my disciples challenged the disciples of Qingxuanzong, but they won consecutive battles.

Today's Qingxuanzong, even the younger generation, are also green and yellow? "

The mountain ghost Taoist spoke slowly.

Meng Haoran was extremely embarrassed.

He didn't dare to tell Taoist Mountain Ghost about his defeat.

The present mountain ghost Taoist always thought that Meng Haoran swept Qingxuanzong.

Of course, without Xu Chen, Qingxuanzong would have been swept away.

"Taoist Mountain Ghost, what on earth do you want to do, just tell me!" Bai Zhan said in a cold, very blunt tone.

"Thirty years ago, you beheaded my disciple and won Fengyang Mountain for Qingxuanzong.

Today, we rely on Meng Haoran, a disciple of the Mountain Sect, to challenge you disciples of the Qingxuan Sect to win back the Fengyang Mountain Range. "Shangui Daoist's voice was sinister, very creepy.

He wanted to win back the Fengyang Mountain Range before Qingxuanzong was divided up.

For the past 30 years, he has been forbearing.

Now that Qingxuanzong is in great danger and the Taoist sect is too busy to take care of themselves, he dared to come here.

Bai Zhan's expression changed slightly. The Fengyang Mountains were one of the main sources of Qingxuanzong's resources.

If defeated, Qingxuanzong will suffer a huge loss.

"This time, there is no Taoist sect to support you, so can you avoid the battle this time?" Taoist Mountain Ghost continued.

"Why do you want to avoid fighting?"

A deep voice came, and Qi Kesu's figure appeared.

Li Kuaikuai and Gu Yuan also appeared together.

Taoist Mountain Ghost smiled: "In that case, let's start the competition."

He was full of confidence.

Meng Haoran is a rare genius in the back of the mountain gate.

He is better than his original disciples.

Some time ago, they swept Qingxuanzong even more, and forced all the direct disciples who were the head of Qiu Dao Peak to leave, not daring to take advantage of them.

He is relieved, as well as confident.

"Too much deceit, if Senior Sister Nan Xiao is here, how can Meng Haoran have a chance to provoke him?"

"Don't talk about Nan Xiaoxiao, I think Junior Brother Chen Feng is fine, right, Junior Brother Chen Feng!" Long Feixiang looked at Chen Feng beside him, winked, and almost pushed Chen Feng out.

Chen Feng was stunned.

I?

He knew how much he was, so it was impossible for him to be Meng Haoran's opponent.

When Meng Haoran saw Chen Feng, his heart tightened.

He did remember that the source of his nightmares began with Chen Feng.

Since being defeated by Chen Feng, Timo and Shan Tianci have defeated him one after another.

He glanced over and saw that Timo and Shan Tianci were there.

His heart is cold and cold.

Especially Timo, the vicious look in his eyes reminded him of the painful experience back then.

To this day, his ass still hurts.

He dare not compete.

He can't lose!

Especially not in front of the Supreme Elder.

This Supreme Elder is moody, if he loses and returns to the sect, there will be no good fruit for him.

"Junior Brother Chen Feng, I believe you can do it!" Long Feixiang pushed Chen Feng out.

These few days, he got along with Chen Feng.

He always felt that Chen Feng was a little different from what he saw that day.

He couldn't help but wonder if he remembered wrongly, or what happened.

Of course, there is also the possibility that Junior Brother Chen Feng is hiding too deeply.

This time, he pushed Chen Feng out on purpose just to verify his guess.

Seeing Chen Feng standing up, Qingxuanzong let out an exclamation.

"Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Chen Feng is actually the most courageous person in my generation!"

"Junior Brother Chen Feng, you won't necessarily lose if you fight at the same level."

The voice was messed up, and Chen Feng was at a loss.

Why did he stand up out of nowhere?

At this time, Li, the first seat of Wujian Peak, said quickly: "Chen Feng, just go and try, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, it doesn't matter."

He doesn't care much about this victory.

The Fengyang Mountains are very important.

But now, Qingxuanzong couldn't take care of himself at all.

Even if the Fengyang Mountain Range is in his hands, it exists in name only.

Moreover, the current Fengyang Mountain Range was originally in Qingxuanzong's hands only in name.

Winning or losing doesn't matter.

A strong man should cut off his wrists, and he still has to.

Today, the most important thing is to keep Qingxuanzong safe.

Chen Feng was extremely nervous: "President, I..."

Although he always wanted to challenge Meng Haoran, he knew how much he was.

"You are the genius of our Wujian Peak this year, just fight." Li Kuaikuai continued.

Chen Feng had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk forward, feeling extremely nervous.

Chen Feng was nervous, and Meng Haoran was even more nervous than him.

Last time, he was defeated by Chen Feng with thunder, and his nightmare came.

Meng Haoran looked at Chen Feng and showed a gentle smile: "Junior Brother Chen Feng, please show mercy later."

Chen Feng cupped his hands in return: "Senior Brother Meng, please keep clicking."

The two were polite and looked at each other, neither of them struck first.

Chen Feng was calm on the surface, but panicked inside.

Against a strong man like Meng Haoran, he might be defeated with just one move, and he didn't dare to move at all.

The same was true for Meng Haoran, he didn't dare to make a move first, he was afraid that he would lose if he made a move.

The two looked at each other, and neither of them made a move first, and a tense atmosphere emerged spontaneously.

Those who didn't know, thought it was Ye Gucheng fighting Ximen Chuuxue.

"Is this the duel of the strong? Before it even started, I felt a strong and oppressive atmosphere."

"I didn't expect Junior Brother Chen Feng to be able to force Meng Haoran to stand up!"

Li Kuaikuai was a little puzzled, what was he doing?

The other heads were also slightly stunned.

Such a low-level battle, as for such a big battle?

The mountain ghost Taoist was a little impatient, he shouted: "Meng Haoran, quickly defeat the opponent!"

Meng Haoran's heart tightened, it seemed that what was supposed to come had finally come.

Today, he will lose miserably.

He took a deep breath.

Since we are fighting, then we should fight openly and squarely, and lose in a fair and just manner!

Chapter 82

Chen Feng also took a deep breath: "Come and fight!"

Isn't it just a word of failure?

How terrible!

The atmosphere on the field was pushed to an extreme.

Chen Feng and Meng Haoran glanced at each other, both respecting each other and being prepared.

"Haoran Sword!"

As soon as Meng Haoran made a move, he used his unique technique.

On the field, a fierce sword intent suddenly arose.

Like silk like rain, endless.

Everyone was slightly surprised.

At this moment, a man's singing sound came from outside the sky.

Resounded through the clouds.

"The sword-wielding red dust is already insane, and there is wine to go up to the sky."

"You Xing plays with the sun and the moon, drunk in the clouds and laughing at the world."

The heroic voice resounded throughout Qingxuanzong, and a mighty sword intent swept over.

On the field, everyone felt a great coercion.

The true energy and spiritual energy on his body are in obscure operation.

Meng Haoran's Haoran sword was also overwhelmed by the sword energy, and exploded into nothingness.

The sword energy is like a song.

The disciples present couldn't stand still, Meng Haoran and Chen Feng flew to the two sides respectively.

Li Kuaikuai's complexion changed drastically: "Wine Sword Immortal?"

Qi Kesu also looked shocked: "Hasn't he already fallen? Could it be a ray of remnant soul entrusted to the natal sword?"

The sword energy is mighty, like the water of a great river flowing continuously.

Taoist Mountain Ghost is at the very center of the sword energy.

It can be said that this sword energy is aimed at him.

He looked into the distance.

Above the clouds, there seemed to be a long-robed man standing in mid-air.

Taoist Shangui couldn't see the man's face at all.

However, he felt that the person, or not a person, was in a very wrong state.

It was as if it was gathered by a sword energy.

Not a real person at all.

"Who are you?" Taoist Mountain Ghost shouted.

He is a supernatural power, with strong self-confidence.