The sound outside the door was heard by Yang Qiu alone. Du Qingyu and others obviously thought Yang Qiu was thinking about something and didn't dare to interrupt. A cold smile suddenly hung on Yang Qiu's face:

"You, go out with me. There are guests coming."

Du Qingyu hurriedly said:

"Is it the man who helped us? Your friend? "

Yang Qiu sneered:

"Friends, there are so many friends coming today. I think they are well prepared. They have been waiting for me to get out of the Customs for a long time."

Yang Qiu's words made Du Qingyu and others suddenly understand that most of the people who came to the door were not friends, but came to trouble. Yang Qiu walked out of the door with four people behind him. Sure enough, there was a large group of people standing at the door, including monks, Taoists and scholars in white.

Du Qingchen whispered:

"Wow, is this a movie? "Brother in law?"

Yang Qiu looked at the group. Except Ji Qinghe, there was no one he knew. Seeing him coming out, Ji Qinghe hurried over and whispered in his ear:

"The old guy's decision above, let the past pass. For that matter, you'd better bear it and get to know him."

Yang Qiu was noncommittal. His eyes looked at the group of people over there, a little cold.

There are more than 30 people coming to the other party. They must be the younger generation experts in the five major sects. The five people standing in the front have a strong breath. Behind them, they are followed by five or six experts. They must be younger martial brothers in their sects.

At the front is the heartbroken childe of Tianmen, dressed in white robes, black hair and shawl, with a warm smile on his handsome face:

"Yang Shao, I've heard a lot about you. I finally saw a real person today. I'm heartbroken at the next Tianmen gate."

What a powerful breath.

Yang Qiuchao took a silent look at the heartbroken childe. Behind him were several young people. When he looked at Yang Qiu, his eyes were complex, and some were somewhat contemptuous.

The bald and handsome monk next to the heartbroken childe stared at Yang Qiu with a dull look in his eyes. He also slowly saluted Yang Qiu and spoke in a gloomy tone:

"On behalf of the school, Lu Zong boruo came to apologize to Yang Shao. The previous things were all the mistakes made by the disciples of Lu Zong. I hope Yang Shao can let bygones be bygones and work together."

When saying these words, the six or seven experts behind boruo looked at Yang Qiu. Although the resentment and hatred in his eyes were well hidden, he was still caught by Yang Qiu. His heart sneered, but his mouth was somewhat contemptuous:

"It's all right. You can continue to trouble me. Anyway, I don't care about more babies."

"You!!"

A young man behind boruo suddenly became angry. He stepped forward and was about to speak, but boruo blocked him back:

"What did Yang Shao say? The past is over. Let's look ahead. After all, we can't lack anyone in the six sides during the visit to the holy palace at the end of the year. What do you say?"

There were three people around the heartbroken childe. Ji Qinghe didn't need to introduce them. The three automatically introduced them.

The guy who is as thin as a sparerib but as tall as a bamboo pole is the first person of the second generation of Fengmen. He is called fengjiuyou. He is powerful. His eyes twinkle when staring at Yang Qiu. It is obvious that he is a little eager to try.

Another young Taoist dressed up on the road is Zhang Xuetang, the representative of Tianshi Tao, and another one always has a bitter face. It's like who owes him money. It's the representative of pylorus, called Youquan.

"We all know each other. I hope you can get along peacefully in the future. After all, the task of the school is the top priority. Don't ruin the major events of the school for some personal grievances."

Ji Qinghe grinned and was obviously today's conciliator:

"There are still a few months to go. You are going to visit the holy palace. Before that, I hope you can...!"

"Ji Qinghe, I have a question for you."

At this time, a sarcastic voice sounded, and the speaker was a young man behind Fengmen fengjiuyou.

Ji Qinghe didn't seem to care about the sarcasm in the other party's words, and said with a faint smile:

"Feng Yi, what's your problem?"

The young man named Feng Yi gave Yang Qiu a cold look, sneered and said:

"You're the candidate for the zero one inning, aren't you? Why did you change? "

"Hehe, my strength is not as good as Yang Shao. Naturally, Yang Shao came out on behalf of the zero one inning."

Feng Yidun sneered:

"No, Yang shaoke is a lonely ghost. When did he become your zero one game player?"

As soon as the word "lonely soul and wild ghost" was uttered, Ji Qinghe's face suddenly changed. Even Feng Jiuyou changed slightly. He looked back at Feng Yi.

Today, the five sects came to the door together. On the one hand, it is natural to ease the atmosphere with Yang Qiu. The visit to the holy palace is the top priority at present. Even if Lu Zong and Yang Qiu are dead enemies, they have to let go of their hatred temporarily at this time. How to revenge after the visit to the holy palace is the next thing.

Although the disciples of the five sects have to admit that they are a little afraid of Yang Qiu's strength, this guy is just a magic weapon.

Yang Qiu's realm has been spread. He is just the strength of the foundation period. He can kill the law school because of the magic weapon in his hand. On the other hand, he is the old thing of zero one game, which supports him behind his back.

If you don't use spirit tools and no one supports you, Yang Qiu is shit.

So Feng Yi directly said the word "lonely soul and wild ghost".

Unexpectedly, these four words did not annoy Yang Qiu, but annoyed the people behind Yang Qiu.

Du Qingyu suddenly became angry, and Du Qingchen directly scolded:

"You're a guy who hangs like a ghost. Your whole family is, hum!"

Being scolded by a little girl pointing at her nose, Feng Yi was so angry that he burst his lungs. Who is he? The existence of the second generation of experts in the wind gate ranks second. Walking in the secular world, even those high-ranking dignitaries and old guys in the capital should be respectful to him. When did a little girl point at him and scold him?

In his anger, Feng Yi opened his mouth and shouted:

"What are you talking about, little bitch?"

"Huh?

Yang Qiu suddenly turned cold and stepped forward. Yufeng sutra was mentioned to the extreme by him. The speed was as fast as ghosts.

Before Feng Yi's words were finished, Yang Qiu had kicked his lower abdomen. Ninety-nine sword Qi was like a sharp awl and directly burst into Feng Yi's lower abdomen. His Dantian burst and his strength was directly wasted by Yang Qiu's foot.

Feng Yi's cultivation is already a high-level golden elixir, but he never thought that Yang Qiu actually said to do it. He was so shocked that he howled. The whole person was kicked directly into the sky by Yang Qiu. He flew more than 30 meters high and pulled out a straight blood arrow.

Feng Jiuyou is shocked and angry. Although Feng Yi ranks second among the Fengmen, his identity is higher than him because he is the son of the leader of the Fengmen.

"Yang Qiu, you... Want to die!"