Fantasy: Inherited in the same vein, the master fights with domineering power

Breathtaking.

The entire Wanjianzong was shrouded in a dark cloud.

Countless people raised their heads.

He saw two phantoms standing in the void.

"Master, someone is looking for you."

Jiang Baihui pointed towards the void, Xu Anshan glanced lightly.

"Do not care."

"Oh~"

If the master says not to worry about it, then let it go.

"Hangover last night, my throat was a little dry this morning, let's have some throat-smoothing snacks." Xu Anshan went to the kitchen in Fengzhong, and ordered a menu for a few spirit puppets.

Suddenly, the gust of wind surged.

Xue Mingyue, who was looking for Zhongshan Akun to vent her anger, ran back to the peak with serious eyes, and was a little shocked when she saw Xu Anshan and Senior Sister Bai Hui standing in the kitchen.

"Master, did you hear someone calling you?"

"I heard it."

"Then why are you still here? It's all at our door. Don't you go up and slap him and let him know who you are?"

"No hurries?"

Xu Anshan stretched lazily, not at all anxious about being beaten into the house.

"We have to learn to properly leave some opportunities for others."

"what?"

"You're young." Xu Anshan raised his eyebrows, "There are so many peak masters in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and it's never happened once in 800 years that they dare to hit the mountain gate so blatantly and scold them. You must not give them a chance to show their strength. Otherwise, they will reach What is the purpose of such a high realm, self-cultivation.”

If you can't force them to grab them all, you have to save some for others.

If Xu Anshan pretended, other peak masters would spend their days in the peak handling official duties, preaching and teaching, how boring life would be.

This is also what Xu Anshan realized after drinking with the head last night.

They are so boring!

Otherwise, I wouldn't have lived a hundred years in vain just to show that old guy a look at a pink bellyband.

Let them pretend for a while.

Xu Anshan couldn't bear it any longer.

Xue Mingyue stood blankly in front of the kitchen and pondered for a long time.

What Master said makes sense.

"Don't think about it, think about what to eat, let the spirit puppet make it together." Xu Anshan rubbed her little head, Xue Mingyue also smiled and stretched out her fingers, "I want to eat charcoal grilled Akun~"

"Is it so oily in the morning?"

"Want to eat~"

"Then let's eat!"

Ren Zongmen was in turmoil, but Wushifeng was safe and sound.

Curls of cooking smoke rise from the peak.

at this time--

Hearing that someone dared to make such a mistake in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the masters of all the peaks were filled with sword aura.

"Which blind dog dares to play wild in my Wanjianzong!"

Dressed in a green shirt, the Peak Lord of Qingshan looked proudly, looking at the two demon cultivators in the void with a look of disdain.

He could feel the strength of the comer.

but--

He, fearless!

This is Wan Jianzong, and it is his territory.

There are so many peak masters in the peak, and the sect master and Sifang peak masters are also sitting in the sect. Even if the elders go to Tianyuan to participate in the ceremony of ascension to immortality, it is not something young people can come and clamor.

Furthermore, his current status is extraordinary!

Senior Brother Xu personally donated the medicine, he is now Senior Brother Xu's man, with such a big thick leg, if he screams a little softer, it is because he doesn't trust Wushifeng.

"What kind of trash are you, tell Xu Anshan to get out and die!"

The black bear demon cultivator had a cold face.

The two people in front of them are the deer demon and the demon master Xiong Jing.

"Both heads are not completely evolved, and they are worthy of my senior brother Xu to come out to see you. What are you?" Qingshan Peak Lord looked arrogant, shaking his hands in disdain, "Get out of Wanjianzong quickly, or let you Eat as much as you want!"

"presumptuous!"

The monk deer demon scolded angrily with a livid face.

"Do you know who you're talking to!"

"I don't care who you are, dog-like things are worthy of my good words?" Peak Lord Qingshan raised his head proudly, "I really think that you can do whatever you want because of your profound strength. Not everyone in our Wanjianzong can step on it if they want to. stepped on!"

"What Peak Lord Qingshan said is absolutely true!"

Swish swish~!

Countless figures landed on the side of Peak Master Qingshan. These people were all Peak Masters. They rushed over immediately when they heard someone clamoring at Wan Jianzong.

"Just two demon cultivators are worthy of yelling in my Wanjianzong!"

"The demon cultivator retreats quickly, or the life of the demon realm will be ruined!"

"Have you heard that, get out!" Seeing the masters of Zhufeng so far, the master of Qingshan became even more confident, "Wan Jian is angry, the dynasty is overthrown, Wan Jian is furious, and a domain is overthrown. Before you get out of the sheath, quickly hold your tail that has not yet evolved, and roll in despair."

"A group of ants dare to make noise in front of me, they want to die!"

Brother Black Bear's eyes flashed coldly, and he waved his big hand towards the peak masters of the Wanjian Sect.

Cross the Tribulation Realm!

Seeing the black bear attack, the peak masters were also a little shocked.

"The two Taoist friends from the monster clan, it's a bit too much to use such a method when my Wan Jianzong disagrees." Suddenly, a faint whisper came from the void.

Everyone looked sideways and saw the head of Wan Jianzong stepping on the flying sword unsteadily flying towards this place.

Look at it, if you are not careful, you will fall into the valley.

"Master!"

All the peak masters went up to meet them, and immediately smelled the pungent smell of alcohol.

"Master, you are..."

"Hey, I had a drink with Junior Brother Xu last night... After two drinks, I didn't sober up." The headmaster patted the shoulders of the peak masters and grinned, "I'm telling you, Junior Brother Xu really knows how to play. In the future, Jianzong will engage in team building, and I will take you to be unrestrained and unrestrained."

The head of the sect was drunk and dazed, smiling as he supported the shoulders of the peak masters.

The peak masters were all dumbfounded.

Why is the leader so hungover?

The person who came back to the Zongmen to look for trouble was a major cultivator who had crossed the catastrophe, and the one they could count on so hard was the head, and now the head is drinking almost 69 times.

"Master, there are two demon cultivators who have crossed the tribulation to find trouble."

"Du Jie, they're nothing!" The head of the sect snorted disdainfully, and shook off the hands of several peak masters, "Let me see, who is this kid who dares to speak nonsense in Wan Jianzong, is it you? "

The head of Wan Jianzong pointed at Hei Xiong and Lu Xiu and stared.

"You are Fan Jian, the head of Wanjianzong!"

"It's me!" The head of Wan Jianzong raised his head, "You dare to come to Wan Jianzong to find trouble even if you know my name, you two didn't pay attention to me—oh, Wucao—"

Bang, punch!

The head of Wan Jianzong was beaten into the mountains.

The peak masters were shocked, and Fan Jian was completely sobered by this punch. Looking at the surrounding mountains, he twisted his shoulders, patted the ashes on his body, and rushed back with a slap.

"My mother, the monster monks don't talk about martial arts, and attacked my 700-year-old comrade."

"Don't talk nonsense with me here, and hand over Xu Anshan to me!" The black bear demon master's eyes were full of ferociousness, "I will give you thirty breaths of time, and I will kill you if you delay one breath!"

"I want Wan Jianzong to be my friend, stop dreaming!" Fan Jian angrily scolded.

"that is!"

All the peak masters also followed suit.

"What kind of persimmons do you think our Wanjianzong is? I really think that I am invincible in the world. Ever since our Wanjianzong established our sect, we have never heard of betraying brothers of the same clan!"

"Fifteen breaths." The black bear demon master whispered.

"Yaoxiu, do you know that Wan Jianzong is the sect that Mei Xianzi sits in!!!"

"Mei Jiji, you're defeated!" Demon Lord Black Bear snorted disdainfully, "You tell Mei Jiji to come back and see if I can kill her?"

"Oh?"

Suddenly, a disdainful cry came from the void.

"Little black bear spirit, you are so good at pretending: 1, does your father know?"