Everything was much simpler next. After waiting for most of the day, most of the contestants had signed up. The sun, which was originally shining with bright sunlight, also emitted a soft light. In the afternoon, the crescent moon in the sky also appeared in the sky with the dark blue sky. At this time, if the lights of the big square were already sparkling, even though the sky was dark, hundreds of thousands of candlelights and torches still shone here like daytime.

"Haha, all the Martial Spirit Hall will be opened the day after tomorrow. Let's go back tonight and have a good rest." Yun Mochen had already restored his original elegance. At this time, the old man's face was red by the lights and said with a smile.

Several sect leaders nodded and gave their own instructions, then led the people out of the huge square to leave. When Ying Moyan was about to take the people in the sect to leave, he was stopped by Yun Mochen.

"Brother Ying" Yun Mochen came over and clasped his fists.

Ying Moyan also clasped his fists and bowed, and then asked, "Is there anything wrong with Brother Yun?" In the past, Yun Mochen rarely chatted with him, and there must be something wrong when he called him. In fact, he knew everything. He knew nothing but that little guy.

"Haha, congratulations to Brother Ying. It is a great joy to be able to include this son in the sect." Yun Mochen said with a smile.

"That's natural. I didn't expect that this little guy was not my intention. I was really a little frightened." Ying Moyan was also an old fried dough stick who had lived for more than a hundred years. Although he said he was afraid, his pride was not concealed. He raised his chin and looked at Yun Mochen with great pleasure. He had been genius from the past every year, and only some qualifications were given to them compared to mediocrity. Today, he felt extremely happy when he looked at the old man's expression.

Looking at Ying Moyan's smug expression, Yun Mochen's old face twitched violently, and then said, "Brother Yun, I want to discuss something with you, don't you know how convenient?"

"But it's okay to say it. We are all old friends, so what can't be said?" Ying Moyan said with great pleasure.

"Then I'll just say a long story short. There is no need to say some false and polite words between us. You can offer a price." Yun Mochen closed his smile.

Seeing Yun Mochen's expression, Ying Moyan also put away his smile and returned to a little coldness, but at this time, there was still a smile on his face and said lightly: "What do you like about my Yi Sect?" How could he not know what Yun Mochen intended.

"You and I know it well. I want that boy to offer a price." Yun Mochen said with a frown, as if he didn't want to continue with Ying Moyan.

"Oh" Ying Moyan said deeply, laughing in his heart. Has the old fox's tail finally revealed? Then he looked sad and looked at the face: "I have also advised that young man. After all, the Idiot Sect is the lowest in the eight major sects, but he didn't know what medicine he took, just to join our sect wholeheartedly. I am very distressed about this."

"Hmph" Yun Mochen snorted coldly, turned his head over and tried not to look at Ying Moyan's expression of beating. He was so frightened that he was acting like a good person. He said calmly, "Give me the young man, I guarantee that you will continue for a hundred years." After he made this request, he stared at Yun Mochen. The implication was that you give him to me. Next time the Ten Thousand Sects Competition I can guarantee that you will continue the eight major sects. He believed that as soon as this promise came out, Ying Moyan would definitely agree, but then his eyes became colder.

Ying Moyan shook his head slightly and said, "I really want to, but it won't work."

"If you are old, don't toast or eat the punishment!" Yun Mochen's patience was finally exhausted, and he stared at Ying Moyan with a gloomy drink.

"Hmph", Ying Moyan closed his smile and said lightly: "You can't stand the I-Yi Sect for a hundred or two years. My I-Yi Sect is not a mess. Anyone who wants to win it without paying a little price can't even think about it. If you have nothing to do, I will leave first."

"You!" Yun Mochen got up in anger, his eyes as if he was about to eat Ying Moyan. This old man dared to call me in front of me: "Don't think that if you get him, you can survive for your bullshit sect. It's obvious that he is nothing before he grows up!" He said that.

"Yun Mochen!" Ying Moyan shouted: "I will tell you, if you dare to touch that little guy, don't blame me for smashing your bullshit Lingjian Sect!" The voice spread like thunder.

Almost everyone present was stunned, and then looked at the two of them in confusion. Didn’t they be fine just now? Why did they become the ones I want to kill and beat in a blink of an eye... Most of them lowered their heads, seeing that those two have bad tempers, don’t suffer disaster to Chi Yu. It’s better not to join in the affairs of such big guys.

Sure enough, Yun Mochen, who had turned around and walked a few steps, paused, and then stared at Ying Moyan with anger on his face, and said one by one: "Old thing, I think it's a face for you."

"Boom!" Ying Moyan punched him directly, and his internal force was frantically condensed and directly hit him ignoring the distance. The air wherever the fist passed, emitting round ripples and directly hit him.

"Bang bang bang"

Wherever the fist force passed, the ground cracked into countless spider-web-like cracks. At the same time, the force contained in the fist force also made waves of thunderous sounds, which moved everyone present.

This punch seemed plain, but even the power contained in it was trembling at the countless powerful people in the realm present. Jun Tianchen's eyes were solemn, and his back was sweating coldly. Originally, he had always been very conceited and did not take the masters of the world seriously. He thought that no matter what kind of opponent he met, he could run away as long as he used the sword spirit possessed demonic energy to turn it on even if he couldn't beat it.

When he saw Ying Moyan just punched casually, even if he tried his best, he could not escape death. Jun Tianchen couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm still too arrogant."

Yun Mochen looked at the fast fist force and his eyes were moved, but at this time, the fist force was like a python. A long drag mark was drawn on the ground like lightning. Yun Mochen slapped it in the air without changing his face. The deep internal force suddenly burst out, and a long trace was drawn on the ground, which was thrust together with the fist force. With a loud bang, the palm wind directly blocked the extremely powerful fist force, and broke the ground when it hit each other. An invisible energy storm spread out from it, shaking the green stone ground hundreds of meters around it to pieces.

"You have also entered the seventh situation of foundation building?" Yun Mochen looked at Ying Moyan with shock, and did not expect that the latter had also entered this level. In this way, even if the originally weak Yisect wants to eat it, he will probably have to pay an extremely painful price. No wonder he is so confident.

"Hehe" Ying Moyan didn't care at all. He looked at Yun Mochen with a dangerous look and said coldly: "I'm afraid that it's not enough to rely on the Lingjian Sect alone!"

There was a cold air sound around "hiss", and there were many people in the clouds and confusion. Others may not understand what the seven situations are, but any strong man who entered the realm of Guizhen was extremely shocked when he heard it.
Chapter completed!