Since Luo Yingzi Zhen Rong joined Qingcheng, she has always been unique.

He is the closed disciple of the head of Qingcheng Sect and the most outstanding of his peers. Even after he was thirteen years old, most of the senior brothers in his twenties and thirties were no longer his opponents.

Especially when he made his own changes to Qingcheng's move in the Wind Dangliu Sword, which was recognized by many elders, and finally created the three-style Lost Ying Colorful Sword, his Lost Yingzi's reputation spread like wildfire. Even older generations of celebrities should look at him with admiration, let alone ordinary peers.

But now, Zhen Rong found that some people were not afraid of his reputation and continued to challenge him.

Bai Bufan's thirty-six guns are indeed very exquisite. They may be more lethal than his swordsmanship on the battle formation, but in one-on-one battles, they still cannot defeat his swordsmanship, and they eventually lost at the thirty-first gun.

But after Bai Bufan, Liu Fangyuan held Mo Dao and asked him for advice. Although he was defeated in the end, his powerful force and slashing moves made him sweat, which made him sweat, who had never dealt with Mo Dao.

After Liu Fangyuan, Dai Zhanning's double swords were followed.

After Dai Zhanning, it was Zhu Pengjun's double-stranded sword.

Behind Zhu Pengjun is Ma Sanlin's Qi Meibang, who is still in the battle.

Now it is the fifth battle. Although Zhen Rong is not exhausted, he certainly doesn't want to continue to be fought like this. But at this moment, he only heard a tender and clear voice coming from behind.

"The first time Master Zhou came to Xuandao Hall that day, he fought against nine, defeating Brother Anning and the other nine! Brother Qianqiu also fought against four, defeating the four Bailian Sect one after another. If it weren't for darkness and not enough people, he might be able to fight again."

As soon as Nuonuo said this, the onlookers suddenly became uproar. Zhou Jiyun ascended the throne of the White Lotus Sect leader at the age of twelve. He has achieved remarkable achievements over the years. Many people no longer regard him as the younger generation, but are with many older generation celebrities. But now after Nuonuo said this, everyone looked at Zhou Jiyun and suddenly realized that the other party was only eighteen years old.

But he is only two years older than Zhen Rong, so how could Zhou Jiyun pick nine in this Xuan Dao Hall?

Moreover, from Bai Bufan, Liu Fangyuan, Dai Zhanning, Zhu Pengjun to Ma Sanlin, although his martial arts are slightly different, he can see that he has practiced countless hard skills and has accomplished a lot. It is rumored that Yan Xu, the son of the eldest princess of Dongyang, took it out to fool people. He has such real talent and knowledge. What about Yue Qianqiu, who is regarded as his eldest brother?

The combined strength of Xuandaotang and Bailian Sect cannot be underestimated!

But at this moment, the fat man who came up with him like a candy today clapped his hands with great enthusiasm, as if showing encouragement, but the words he said were far from the same thing.

"Hey, I heard that Xuan Daotang is more famous for the Mo Dao Formation. Isn't this little Taoist priest said to be the number one master of the younger generation? Why not try the Mo Dao Formation? I heard that the Mo Dao Formation is full of the third-generation disciples of Xuan Dao Formation, and the oldest one is not as old as the Xiaojiu!"

The four words "The First Master" sound like an unparalleled praise at first, but the onlookers are already quiet.

Even if Zhen Rong is very strong, who can really convince him that he is the number one?

Zhen Rong could not keep calm like the banished immortal. He did not notice the complicated gaze of the young disciples of other sects around him. All he saw was his opponent Ma Sanlin, who seemed to have become stronger.

Not only moves, but also momentum.

Of course he didn't know that Ma Sanlin and Li Yiming were mortal enemies. Even if their identities were not equal, Ma Sanlin just hated the fat man.

Because when I returned to Jinling, Xiaoma met the emperor with her father, and was tricked by the fat man!

So since the little fat man said that Zhen Rong was the number one master, Ma Sanlin tried his best to pull the other party down. When he fought with Zhou Jiyue, he was not as desperate as he was now!

In the words of Yue Qianqiu to Dai Zhanning, Zhen Rong is the darling of the Qingcheng Sect. He has always been respected by his junior brothers and nephews and the most closely protected by his teachers. As for intrigue, I'm sorry, it never belongs to the business scope that Zhen Rong needs to study.

Therefore, for the fat man who was a little stingy and had no teacher at all, the leader of Qingcheng sect... was completely defeated!

Ma Sanlin gritted his teeth and tried his best, and it was magically longer than the previous few people. All his energy was concentrated in the battle and he didn't notice it at all. A huge noise suddenly came from outside, but he took Zhen Rong's fast sword like crazy. But just when his string had reached its limit, it was not his string that broke.

Because Zhen Rong actually let out a long roar, the tip of the sword slightly pointed on his eyebrows and rod, and he floated backwards and instantly left the battle group.

Under the guidance of the energy, Ma Sanlin, who suddenly lost his opponent, staggered forward a few steps, but had no power to pursue. He had to use the Meima stick to stabilize his body. He was angry and hated to be ugly in front of so many people. But as soon as he felt regretful, he heard the shouts of others.

"The people from the government surrounded the door!"

When he heard this, Ma Sanlin, who was just thinking about losing to Zhen Rong, was stunned and then heard a roar.

"It's ridiculous! Who dares to block the door of Xuan Dao Hall?" Dai Zhanning, who had always seemed quiet and elegant, just when he was just in battle, just now, shouted angrily, "Go out alone and see who is so bold. Don't you know that His Highness Ying came here to celebrate Nuonuo's birthday?"

Li Yiming was stunned. He came here just to be a guest today. Why did Dai Zhanning come to celebrate Yue Qianqiu's sister's birthday when he came to Dai Zhanning's mouth?

However, before he could react, Dai Zhanning's words greatly comforted some of the young disciples who suddenly thought that the court came here to catch all the rumors of warriors. After all, with his toes, he knew that the only son of the emperor, King Ying Li Yiming, is also in the Xuandao Hall now. Whether it is the court or the government, aren't afraid of accidentally hurting noble people?

But Qingnian, who was mixed in the crowd, looked pale at this moment. Thinking of the news revealed by Yue Qianqiu, thinking of Yue Qianqiu quietly going down the mountain with his token, thinking of the master and Uncle Ying who were still in the inn at this moment, he felt that he was burning inside and wanted to fly back and share life and death with them. However, looking at the junior brothers around him who knew nothing, he was discouraged.

It is easy to repay the teacher’s kindness once he dies, but he still has to take care of his junior brothers!

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a clamor outside. Soon, the vague voice gradually became clear. It was so clear that as soon as he heard it, he felt his back was cold and his whole body was trembling.

"The person who came to the Chief Admiral Department of the Ministry of Justice and the Wude Department said that it was... Xu Houcong, the head of the Shengong Sect, defected to Beiyan with a group of disciples!"

As soon as these words were said, Mu Ran and Xiao Qi were almost furious. Mu Ran roared angrily, "Who is it, who is talking nonsense, slandering our Divine Bow Sect!"

I felt that there were a lot of discussion around me. Dai Zhanning was about to suppress it, but Liu Fangyuan shouted impatiently: "Give me peace of mind! The matter has not yet been revealed. Instead of guessing here, it is better for everyone to go out and ask carefully. I wonder if my father and Uncle Dai were persecuted by traitors and had to live in Beiyan for a full ten years?"

Suddenly they became traitors who were pointed out by thousands of people. Some of the disciples of the Shengong Sect were panicked, some were shocked and angry, and some were angry. But when they heard Liu Fangyuan's words, several people felt relieved, and the youngest Xiao Qi couldn't help but burst into tears.

As Zhu Pengjun and Ma Sanlin, who had returned from Beiyan, spoke out to echo the support, the crowd in front of Jinge Hall was no longer the chaos when they first heard the news, but gradually returned to order. Soon, more than one hundred young people moved to the gate of Xuandaotang.

Among them, the fat man saw Dai Zhanning follow him step by step and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable: "Are you treating me as a hostage?"

"I'm not as bold as Brother Ninth." Dai Zhanning smiled slightly, and his lips were still red and his teeth were white, just like a woman. His smile seemed very touching at this moment. "Your Highness the King of England doesn't think that those people outside came too coincidental, and it seems that they didn't know that you were here too?"

He said it lightly, but Dai Zhanning felt like he was in a state of turmoil.

There was no such scene in Yue Qianqiu's plan. How could this news happen to be so popular here?

Li Yiming's heart was shocked, but before he could react, he heard a very familiar voice.

"The Master of Wude Department is known to Shen Zheng, who was ordered to capture the rebels of the Shengongmen, and asked the Jiu Gongzi of Xuandao Hall to hand over the person!"
Chapter completed!