Chapter 882

"Old thief, if you want to fight the guild leader, I will pass this level first. If you can defeat me, you will be qualified to fight with our guild leader!"

"Who is this young man? I haven't seen him." when Xiao Qiang appeared, the crowd began to talk. They didn't expect a young man to challenge situ lie.

Among the five sects, especially in wanjian mountain villa, everyone frowned and showed an extremely unhappy expression.

In wanjian mountain villa, a middle-aged man stepped out, pointed at Xiao Qiang with his sword and said, "what's your identity? Dare to challenge our ancestors."

Xiao Qiang's words deeply angered the people of wanjian mountain villa. What's the meaning of fighting his guild leader to pass you first? Situ lie is a great ancestor. According to you, can he fight at will?

If situ lie really goes to fight at this time, even if he wins the battle, he will lose face.

Since it is the young people of the other party who appear, wanjian mountain villa, as a big sect, can't lose face. Will there be less talents in their sect?

Xiao Qiang was pointed by the long sword, but he was not angry. He smiled and said, "I, Xiao Qiang, have no special identity. I'm just the youngest person of Qingtian sword sect. All of them are either my elders or my brothers and sisters. Therefore, I'm the weakest person of Qingtian sword sect, but our guild leader said that it's enough to clean up you and send me out."

"Arrogance!" although situ lie didn't answer the battle, he also coldly turned his eyes to Qingtian sword sect and shouted, "Yue Tianyu, send a junior to insult me. Do you really deceive me that there is no one in wanjian villa?"

The whole sky was really silent, and everyone was waiting for Song Fei's answer.

Song Fei said with a smile, "this is not really an insult. Xiao Qiang alone is enough to clean up all your wanjian villa. He is willing to fight with you alone. He thinks highly of you."

"Hum!" situ lie snorted coldly, turned and left. In this way, situ lie would not participate in the battle of lowering his identity. If he wanted to fight, he would fight with Yue Tianyu to deserve his identity.

Of course, situ lie's departure is not the end of the battle. On the contrary, disciples of wanjian mountain villa will come forward and take over the battle of their ancestors.

"Master, let me come." in the square array of wanjian mountain villa, a young man stepped out of the cloud. This is a young man with a national face and a very firm face. He has an indomitable temperament.

The middle-aged man who had just stepped out of the square wanted to fight, but his seniority was high after all. He was very comforted when he saw a young man coming out,

Situ lie nodded slightly at the middle-aged man and motioned for the young man to make a move. After all, both sides are young people. It's better to win.

The young man flew to the front of Xiao Qiang. A sword was hanging on the right. His body was full of fighting spirit, but his face was cold to the bone. Cold air rose from him. What he practiced was the way of ice.

The young man said coldly, "Xiao Qiang, isn't he? I'm Xiawang Lang, disciple of wanjian mountain villa. I lost my first move under Bi song of Qingtian sword sect. Let me experience the magic of Xiaqing sword sect today."

"It's Wang Lang, a new swordsmanship genius in wanjian mountain villa in recent years." people from afar talked a lot. If they know that the above experts have become legends in the cultivation world, they don't often appear, but Wang Lang and other young experts are famous in the whole western region and belong to one of the existence that ordinary monks in the western region may encounter but can't provoke.

Among ordinary monks, his influence was extremely powerful, so his appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people.

His eyes stabbed Wang lang. he enjoyed the feeling of attention.

"It's you," Xiao Qiang said with a smile. "I heard brother Bi song mention you. In order to compete for a spirit grass, you led the disciples to hunt down brother Bi song for three days and three nights. Finally, ten people were killed by brother Bi song. It seems that you are a survivor. Congratulations."

Xiao Qiang's words made Wang Lang's face green and red. The original history was indeed a stain on his life, so he was anxious to find the young generation of qingtianjian school to seek revenge, so as to dissolve his resentment.

But he didn't know that when he played Xiao Qiang, Xianxia Valley and others looked strange in the void in the endless distance.

A group of ancestors in Xianxia Valley shook their heads silently and looked at Wang Lang with pitiful eyes.

At the beginning, they all clearly remember that Xiao Qiang fought with the purple sun ancestor holding the immortal weapon with an ordinary Taoist weapon. Such a powerful monk was ignored by the five sects.

"Elder martial sister, don't they know how powerful this boy is? I'm afraid even situ lie needs to hold a fairy weapon to fight. They sent young disciples to fight." someone whispered in the purple sun's ear.

The purple sun sighed: "now all their attention is focused on Yue Tianyu and the man called big goat. They pay close attention to their actions, especially the Mahayana masters. They look at the battlefield without squinting. They don't care who comes up. I'm afraid they have ignored everyone else. Otherwise, they won't make such a big mistake."

Yiqing and others really put everyone's eyes on Song Fei and big goat. As soon as big goat changes, they immediately sacrifice immortal tools to the enemy. Naturally, they have heard that there is a disciple of Qingtian sword sect who can fight against purple sun, but they don't know that this person is Xiao Qiang.

Wang Lang's body was covered with layers of solid ice and said coldly, "the remaining evil of Qingtian sword sect, see how I cut you."

Wang Lang moved, carrying the huge solid ice above his head, and smashed it at Xiao Qiang's figure.

At the same time, in wanjian mountain villa, a disciple hurriedly flew in the direction of the headmaster and shouted, "headmaster, let martial nephew Wang come back quickly. This person is not something martial nephew Wang can deal with."

This is an old man who is in charge of the pill Hall of wanjian mountain villa. He belongs to the absolute top level of wanjian mountain villa, but most of his skills are in alchemy, so he and his disciples stand behind the square array. There is also a layer of leader Qian Sisong's intention to protect them.

When Xiao Qiang appeared just now, the old man had recognized the person. He thought that the sect would avoid him or master situ lie would go directly, but he didn't expect to send an ordinary disciple to fight.

Although that ordinary disciple is an absolute genius in the sect, how can he be a young man's opponent who can compete with purple sun.

The old man hated himself. He just said that there was a young man who could fight the purple sun, but he didn't explain what the young man looked like.

The old man was very fast. He shouted as he walked: "headmaster, Xiao Qiang is the young man who fought against the purple sun ancestor. Come on, call Wang Lang back."