The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

As soon as Ouyang finished speaking, he once again caused an uproar.

Push your nose on your face?

There are only three places in total, and you, Xiaofeng, have taken them all, but you are still not satisfied and want another one.

Especially the hundreds of disciples who were facing the Wenjian Peak, their sword-holding hands were shaking a little, and their anger had reached the limit. If it hadn't been for the headmaster's presence, he would have cut the Ouyang in front of him into pieces!

The revenge for bombing the toilet at Wenjian Peak a few years ago has not yet been avenged. Today, the new hatred is added to the old hatred. When we get off Qingyun Peak, we will put a sack on Ouyang!

The disciple of Wenjianfeng looked at the smiling Ouyang and already sentenced Ouyang to death in his heart!

And Ouyang, who started making fun of the group, knew that he was suffering. Xiaobai said in front of the headmaster and the master of the Sword Sect yesterday that he couldn't go through with it, and now he wants to go again.

The headmaster and the master of the Sword Sect who cooperated with his acting had already told his three brothers that he insisted on causing trouble again.

It’s really hard for me as a senior brother!

Ouyang looked at the two bosses who were also glaring at him on the high platform, but he could only bite the bullet and said: "My junior brother Xi is a man of extraordinary talent and has the appearance of a swordsman, so I asked the master of the Sword Sect to do it for me. , give me another spot!”

There was no word on the high platform. Instead, the disciples of Wenjianfeng could no longer hold back their anger. The young man at the head put his hand on the hilt of his sword and said angrily to Ouyang: "Ouyang! Don't go too far! Do you really think I'm asking this question?" Isn’t Jianfeng’s sword sharp?”

Ouyang looked at the young man in front of him and felt that he looked familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who the young man in front of him was. He asked a little embarrassedly: "Who are you?"

The young man couldn't help but drew his sword and pointed it at Ouyang and said: "You Ouyang have forgotten the humiliating revenge a few years ago, but I, Zhou Sheng, can never forget it!"

Zhou Sheng?

This name is surprisingly familiar!

Ouyang thought hard for a while, and finally found the information about the trap in front of him among the garbage memories in his mind.

It seems that just a few years after he and his second brother came to the mountain gate, Wenjianfeng petitioned the headmaster. Because there were too many disciples at Wenjianfeng, and there were only a few people in Xiaoshanfeng, he hoped that Xiaoshanfeng would be merged into Wenjianfeng.

Before the headmaster agreed, this group of people ran to the gate of the small mountain peak and shouted that they wanted to transform the small mountain peak into the second peak of Wenjian Peak.

Ouyang's temper was not used to this group of brainless sword cultivators, so he went to Wenjianfeng that night and blew up all the toilets in Wenjianfeng.

That night, except for the unlucky guy who got up late to go to the toilet, the lingering fragrance of Wenjian Peak lingered for half a month. This group of swordsmen with missing brain stems were laying on the floor at the gate of Wenjian Peak for a whole month, while the disciples of other peaks When you see Wenjianfeng, take a detour.

I seem to remember that when the blasting was carried out that day, this man named Zhou Sheng was one of the unlucky ones who got up at night to go to the toilet. He was wearing a colorful Easter egg and chasing himself with a sword all night long, who didn't even know how to do magic at the time.

In the end, it was his second son who went to Wenjian Peak with his sword in hand. Although he didn't ask about the result, Ouyang knew that the matter was over when he saw that his second son looked like he was going out to buy some food.

Ever since the second son went to Wenjian Peak with his sword in his arms, Wenjian Peak had never mentioned any plans for Wenjian Peak's second peak.

After that, a big melon from the Qingyun Sect was also spread.

It is said that one day, one of the disciples of Xiaofeng Peak, one person and one sword, without using any real energy, just focusing on swordsmanship, attacked the entire Wenjian Peak. The inner sect disciples of Wenjian Peak were moaning from top to bottom.

Even if the Peak Master takes action, that person can still take the next sword!

The memory came back, Ouyang put a smile on his face, looked at Zhou Sheng in front of him and said: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Zhou, we were kids when we were young, I still remember the days when we were playing around! "

Zhou Sheng's face twitched when he heard Ouyang's words. Ouyang in front of him actually dared not to open any pot!

He endured the humiliation and practiced hard, and at the age of less than fifty, he had become a strong man in the Western Realm of the Nascent Soul stage.

In order to be able to take revenge one day!

Zhou Sheng stared at Ouyang and said coldly: "Ouyang, I don't want to talk to you about the past now. Today I asked Jianfeng that there must be a quota! I said so!"

"Senior Brother Zhou is mighty!"

"Senior Brother Zhou is domineering!"

"As expected of me, I ask the number one genius in Jianfeng Peak!"

The Wenjian Peak disciples behind him began to praise Zhou Sheng like crazy.

He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling person, but he smiled so brightly and still didn’t give himself face? Ouyang put away his smile. It seemed that this brainless guy was determined not to be kind today.

Ouyang shrugged and said, "Look, if you want any of us to withdraw, you can talk to them. I have no objection."

Zhou Sheng was stunned for a moment, not expecting Ouyang to be so generous, and looked behind Ouyang.

Wearing a mask, Chen Changsheng was the Holy Son of Qingyun Holy Land. He waved hundreds of hands that day and was like a puppet in the Nascent Soul Stage. He violently beat up the Buddhist Holy Son and shot at the demon remnants. They also saw it in their eyes.

He was also named and thrown out of the Mustard Seed Dimension by Chen Changsheng, a man he couldn't afford to offend.

As for Leng Qingsong, who was standing there holding the sword, as a Nascent Soul stage, he could not tell the opponent's cultivation level. He must have reached the Nascent Soul Stage!

Zhou Sheng was shocked. If he remembered correctly, Leng Qingsong was only a teenager, right? Are you already in the same realm as yourself?

Is this a natural swordsman?

The strength of Leng Qingsong, who was able to challenge the entire Wenjian Peak with a single sword back then, must be even more unfathomable, and this person cannot be messed with.

Zhou Sheng set his sights on Ouyang, a waste in his Qi training period.

But Ouyang is Leng Qingsong's senior brother. If he named Ouyang, Leng Qingsong, who was holding the sword, would definitely draw the sword at him immediately.

Back then, in order to vent his anger on Ouyang, that lunatic dared even the Peak Master to draw his sword.

Zhou Sheng took a look at the three of them. He was also in trouble for a moment. Suddenly Zhou Sheng had an idea. Didn't Ouyang just say he wanted another spot?

Junior Brother Xi? The only one left is the boy in white!

I’ve never heard of this guy on the hilltop. He’s good-looking. He looks like an embroidered pillow. He’s the one!

Zhou Sheng made up his mind, considered his words and said: "The headmaster has chosen the three of you, and I won't say that the headmaster is wrong. Just now you said that you want another place, then let us ask Jianfeng for this place. , I think the guy in white clothes should have no objection."

Everyone looked at Bai Feiyu who was standing there. After hearing this, Bai Feiyu's face darkened.

Now is it okay for anyone to look down on themselves?

I was a swordsman in my previous life, and now I have become so miserable? What kind of cats and dogs dare to bark at me?

Bai Feiyu stood up with a smile on his face. He put his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. His smile was warm and gentle, but it gave people a biting coldness.

Suddenly, the long swords on the top of Qingyun Peak made a buzzing sound. Anyone with a long sword was shocked to find that the long sword in his hand was making a sword sound on its own.

The long sword in the hand of the Wenjian Peak disciple struggled to break free from his hand, unsheathed it suddenly, turned the sword and pointed it at his master.

Bai Feiyu slowly walked up to Zhou Sheng and said with a warm smile:

"Do you have any questions when I go to the Immortal Secret Realm? Or let me ask again, who else is there besides you?"