Jianwu even stood up with wine and apologized to Qin Lang. Xiaoxiao even had beautiful eyes and looked at Qin Lang tightly, as if he was looking at an idol.

Many old people stood up to toast. As for Jin Bo, who cares about him? In front of an immortal master of Shangzong, he was like an ant, not worth mentioning.

Soon, Qin Lang lived in Jianzhuang.

Jianwu broke in with an ugly face:

"My Master Qin, the immortal chiefs of the ancient tomb sect are here."

The Ancient Tomb Sect is a radius of 500 miles and a total of 17 cities, with a total jurisdiction over one million people. Although it is not well-known in the Shenxu Realm, it is better than the Sanxian Sect and others, but it is an immortal cultivation sect after all. After all, every disciple who comes to the mundane world, even if he is a city lord, he must take care of it.

The three immortal chiefs of the ancient tomb sect came on a crane.

The three of them sat on the flying crane and headed to the city lord's mansion. Many people from the sword village had already rushed out to pay their respects.

"Let the sword martial arts come out, and the sorcerer who pretends to be the upper sect."

The leader shouted.

He was in his forties or fifties, wearing a black Taoist robe with white crane patterns embroidered on it, which was the symbol of the ancient tomb sect. His aura was like a fairy, and his eyes opened and closed, and there was a bright light shining. He was a master of Tongxuan. He was placed on earth and was a martial arts master.

"The city lord is coming..."

An old man was about to explain.

Jianwu hurried over and smiled, "Why didn't the three immortals come here? They didn't inform the villain to prepare. The offering was just handed over some time ago, so would you still have to collect it?"

"Jianwu, don't worry about it. Your commander will report that there is a liar in your mansion who pretends to be the immortal master of Shangzong. Why don't you hand him over it?"

The younger of the three shouted.

At this time, Jian Wu noticed that it turned out that Jin Bo was also above Feihe, but he was hiding behind. His face suddenly turned cold and said, "Jin Bo, what do you mean?"

"I just don't want the city lord to be deceived by the evil man again."

Jinbo gritted his teeth.

"you!"

Jianwu was furious and was about to speak. A cold voice came from beside him:

"Are you talking about me? It seems that the lesson I learned last time was a bit light."

Everyone turned their heads and saw Qin Lang walking slowly with Xiaoxiao. After a few days of cleaning up and changing into the costumes of Shenxu Realm, Qin Lang suddenly turned into a handsome young man, wearing a blue dress, with long black hair tied up with golden rings, and draped behind him. He looked handsome, just like a young man in a turbid world.

"It's you, pretending to be a disciple of the Shangsect?"

The three members of the Ancient Tomb Sect looked at each other, and were stunned at first, and then suddenly looked sarcastic.

Qin Lang's aura was completely restrained and condensed into a little. To outsiders, he was just an ordinary mortal, who had practiced some rough fists and feet at most, and he was not like an immortal master who was in charge of magical powers and magic.

"It's a good looking, but unfortunately the embroidered pillow is just a mere mortal."

The other person shook his head.

"Imagine being the immortal master of Shangzong, deceive the city lord, and follow the rules to be killed." The younger man just now snorted coldly.

"Come here, kneel down and lead to death!" The leader made the final decision.

The three immortals spoke at the same time.

Suddenly, the entire city lord's mansion became quiet.

Many Jianzhuangmen’s disciples dare not produce any of them. The ancient tomb sect has been the dominant Huyan Mountains for more than 400 years. Jianzhuang has lived under the ancient tomb sect for dozens of generations, so how dare they have the urge to resist? It’s really just a word that can determine life and death. If you say you live, you will die!

Jin Bo looked at Qin Lang with a joy of revenge in his eyes.

"The immortal Changrong, Master Qin, does have magical powers, or is not the Supreme Sect, but must have inheritance..." Jianwu also wanted to explain that the young man on the left waved his hand and an invisible force burst out:

"I will make a decision, how can you speak?"

Bang!

Although Jianwu is a master of internal strength, he has no room for fighting in front of a Tongxuan period cultivator and martial arts master.

The magnificent palm force crossed seven or eight feet and was slapped on him. He directly sprayed out a mouthful of blood from Jianwu, flew backwards five or six meters, and fell to the ground, with a pale face.

"Master Lord!"

"elder brother!"

Everyone in Jianzhuang screamed.

Xiaoxiao was even more teardrops as big as beans, and she ran over to help Jianwu up, her little face was filled with anger and grief: "My brother just said something, you should take the initiative. Are you so arrogant in the ancient tomb sect?"

"Not bad? Did the ancient tomb sect think that there is no one in my sword village?"

Some young people from Jianzhuang came out with their swords and glared at the three of them.

"Be arrogant, if you dare to speak out again, you will slaughter the whole family of your Jianzhuang and replace someone else as the owner of this Jianzhuang." The elder said lightly.

Everyone suddenly felt cold in their hearts.

Several old men with clear minds in Jianzhuang looked at Jin Bo with a smile on his face, and suddenly felt awe-in. This was clearly the Ancient Tomb Party Jian Wu was dissatisfied with Jian Wu and wanted to take the opportunity to change to an obedient city lord.

As for Qin Lang, that's just a reason. Whether he is there or not, people from the Tomb Sect will come to the door.

‘Hey, I told the city lord that he would pay more respect to the immortal chief who came to receive offerings, and give more money, grain and spirit stones. He was just a straight person and thought that the rules of doing things were enough. This attracted revenge.’

An elderly disciple sighed in his heart.

Looking at the three ancient tomb sect immortal leaders who were high above and overlooking everyone, as well as the many people in Jianzhuang who dared not speak out, had to bow their heads and retreat, and the proud Jin Bo. She smiled and her heart was as if she had fallen into the bottom of the valley.

It was not until this time that she realized that her brother, the city lord, seemed noble, and in the eyes of these disciples of the sect, she could slaughter at will like a pig or a dog.

‘What should I do? Who can save my brother?’

Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of despair, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but swept on Qin Lang, as if she was looking at the last life-saving straw.

Qin Lang looked calm and took a step forward slowly.

Even if Xiaoxiao didn't ask for him, Qin Lang would take action just for the reception these few days and the rude words of the three members of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

‘It seems that I have been hurt these days and my heart has become weak, making these people think that they are weak and can be bullied. It is time to kill a few chickens and conquer this divine realm.’

Xuan walked forward step by step with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold.

"Why, begging for mercy now? It's too late! If you kneel down and knock nine times for the immortals, the three immortals might be very compassionate and spare your life."

Jinbo sneered.

"What I'm thinking is, who gives you the courage to make you live or die like this?"

Qin Lang sighed softly.

He poked out his white palm and grabbed it slightly. A suction force emerged out of thin air, sucking Jin Bo from the white crane and grabbing it in his hand. Then, in Jin Bo's horrified gaze, he exhaled his strength.

?? "Bang!"

The commander of the Jianzhuang guard, a dignified master of the half-step realm, was directly shocked by Qin Lang into blood mist. Without even saying a word, his soul and soul were destroyed.

"hiss!"

The whole audience was silent.

Even the three members of the Ancient Tomb Sect looked serious and looked at Qin Lang in surprise.

Everyone knows Jin Bo's strength. Even the strongest of the three of them, if you want to kill Jin Bo, you will have to at least two or three moves. Qin Lang sucked and shocked, and exploded Jin Bo into blood mist. It is easier than killing a chicken, as if he was crushing an ant to death. This ability is really scary.

"Fellow Daoist is a bit too much. In any case, Jin Bo is a member of my ancient tomb sect after all."

The first elderly man frowned slightly.

These ancient tomb sects would also change their minds when they saw Qin Lang's strength. When they saw Qin Lang's strength, they immediately changed their words to call them fellow Taoists. But Qin Lang didn't care about them. He held his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky, but he didn't even look at the three of them:

"Kneel down and kowtow to the owner of the manor to apologize. I will spare you all the time!"

“Bold!”
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