"Is this a disciple of your Yueshan Sect?"

"What a majesty!"

"You have to use force to make people surrender regardless of the indiscretion. Those who know know that you are from a famous family, but those who don't know think you are just a group of hooligans!"

"It's really confusing right and wrong!"

The purple-robed Taoist had an angry look on his face, obviously he was really angry.

Having been practicing on Qingcheng Mountain all year round and sleeping in the open air, Zhao Huanzhen has a free and easy temperament and is eclectic, but he is extremely noble in his heart.

This kind of behavior of these gatekeeper disciples undoubtedly made him feel extremely disgusted, and he even lost his favorable impression of this sect.

A closer look shows that even if ordinary members of the sect are so domineering, what should be the temperament of the elders of the sect?

You can tell at a glance.

Raising his arm back and holding the hilt of the wooden sword, the Taoist stepped forward and looked at the Yueshan Sect disciples who were watching eagerly around him, his face expressionless.

"Monk Zhenru, I'm sorry that I got you involved first."

"I originally thought, Xiaodao, that I was just joining in on your fun this time, but looking at the current situation, I'm the one picking on the Yueshan sect instead."

"No wonder when I arrived at the mountain gate, I suddenly had a sudden impulse. That's why."

Shaking his head, holding the hilt of the wooden sword, Zhao Huanzhen sighed helplessly.

"What's so lamentable about this?"

"If you don't ask me to hand you a greeting card, I'll just go to the mountain gate directly."

"It's nothing more than sooner or later."

Ji Qiu smiled slightly, not caring that he had suffered such an unreasonable disaster.

The Yueshan Sect's opening of a martial arts conference is indeed a proof of its reputation in the world, and along the way, Ji Qiu has long heard of the reputation of the Three Heroes of Taiyue, who are regarded as thunderous in the vast world.

But, so what?

The disciples have become so domineering, Yan Heng, one of the three heroes, secretly manipulates the Yanyun Mountain bandits to destroy the entire Lin family!

Can such behavior be called a chivalrous act?

Taking a deep breath, the young monk spoke solemnly and roared loudly before waiting for a reply:

"Xuankong Temple Zhenru, I heard that a martial arts conference is being held on Mount Yue, so I came here to pay my respects to the mountain!"

With a sound of handing it out, all the birds in the mountains and forests were frightened.

Ji Qiu used his spiritual energy to transmit his voice for several miles. It was like rolling thunder, shaking the sky, causing the foot of the huge mountain and the climbers to stagger and look shocked.

"What a handsome Zhenqi Taoist line, so long, like the thunder of a tiger, leopard, and thunder. Who is the martial arts master here?!"

There are people in the world who cover their ears and cannot help but lose their voice.

At the foot of the mountain, people from the martial arts world were attracted by the silence. They watched Ji Qiu and Zhao Huanzhen being stopped by the Yueshan disciples from a distance, and even whispered to each other:

"What a young monk, Xuankong Temple? Is he the number one Zen sect in martial arts that once flourished and boasted one hundred and eight Zen monasteries all over the world?"

"I didn't expect that after nearly a hundred years, another martial arts legend would be born. I heard that Yueshan had a big feud with Xuankong Temple back then. Now this monk is so blatant. It's a good show!"

"On the occasion of the martial arts conference, a martial arts master came knocking on the mountain. Those gatekeeper disciples of Mount Lu didn't know the true face of Mount Lu, and they were really blind!"

Don't talk about these rumors.

After Ji Qiu's solemn shout came out, the Yueshan Sect's gatekeeper disciples who had formed a circle turned pale with fright.

"Martial...Martial arts innate?!"

A breath of true energy penetrates Kunlun!

This kind of courage cannot be achieved by top-level martial arts masters!

Many disciples were shaken back by a long roar. When they regained consciousness, their eyebrows turned pale. Looking at each other, they dropped the swords in their hands and ran towards the mountain gate at the back.

They also realized at this time that they had gotten into big trouble.

That was a genius in martial arts, a great master who was known as a great master in the world, yet he was treated with such frivolous words by himself and others.

If the sect master and elders find out, no matter what happens, I and others will not be able to escape punishment!

"Quick, go and invite the sect master and the two chief elders!"

"There are thieves from Xuankong Temple who are trying to set foot on my mountain!"

Many disciples panicked and scattered in all directions.

Zhao Huanzhen, who was about to take action, saw Ji Qiu on one side without any hesitation, roaring loudly and with all kinds of heroic spirit, looking straight at the mountains hundreds of feet into nothingness, his feelings for a moment increased greatly, and he praised:

"A monk like this is so majestic!"

"But since it was me who started the trouble, how can I ask you to bear the blame?"

"In the martial arts competition, no matter how many masters there are in Dayue Mountain, I will still choose the path with you today!"

"It's so obvious that you can stir up such a storm just after entering the world!"

The purple-clothed Taoist laughed, then shook the hilt of the sword in his hand, unfolded his sleeves and let out a soft chant, using the sword technique "Autumn Wind Fall", he saw the wooden sword turn into a rainbow, and in the blink of an eye, he took away the ten people who were escaping in a hurry behind him.

Count the disciples of Yueshan, knock them all to the ground!

In an instant, wailings sounded one after another!

Then, the Taoist controlled his energy and rode the wind, dressed in purple clothes like thunder. He also imitated Ji Qiu's actions before, took a deep breath at the foot of the mountain, and roared loudly:

"Tianshi Dao Zhao Huanzhen, Daoyue Mountain is unfair, his disciples are domineering, and he is not worthy of being a major martial arts sect and holding a grand meeting!"

"Today, I came with my friends to pay homage to the mountain!"

For a time, the sound was like a loud bell, spreading all over the country, no less than just now!

"Another martial arts innate, a contemporary grandmaster?!"

"What kind of path does this monk have? Xuankong Temple and Tianshi Dao, these two sects that have a long history and have been in decline, are they going to revive again?"

"Hey, this young Taoist is not a good person. In his anger, he actually said that the Yueshan Sect is unfair. Isn't this behavior just like pointing his nose and poking his spine directly in front of his mountain gate?"

"If this is true, the reputation of the Yueshan Sect for nearly a hundred years will be wiped out!"

One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.

The crowd of onlookers around them thought that the young monk had the strength of a martial arts master, which was outrageous enough.

But no one expected that the young Taoist priest in purple could actually hide it!

"Now, the Yueshan Sect's martial arts conference is going to be uneasy..."

I don't know who murmured in the admiration.

Then, everyone unanimously wanted to see the final outcome of this farce.

How many years has it been since there has been such explosive news?

One monk and the other, all young masters, went to the Yueshan Mountain Gate without saying a word to pick the Yueshan Sect who was about to hold a martial arts conference!

No matter what the outcome is this time, it will only last for a week at most. Presumably, the rumors compiled by Bai Xiaosheng will be spread all over the country.

At this time, Mt.

Yan Heng, the master of the Yueshan Sect, who was decorating with lights and colorful decorations, smilingly welcoming many martial arts elders, and chatting with them, could not help but frown when he heard the roar of the mountains and the tsunami from the outside world.

And when Ji Qiu and Zhao Huan really paid homage to the mountain and shouted loudly, the shouts came one after another, which made his originally bright and smiling face completely darken!

Bang!

The porcelain cup in his hand was crushed with force and turned into powder.

Yan Heng stood up and scolded angrily:
Chapter completed!