Chapter 210

"Come on, Chutian brother, drink." Tiequan sect leader Tiejun, raised his glass and said.

Now these people have known the real name of Chutian and changed their address. They are no longer calling Shura.

"Come on, let's drink together." Chu Tian raised his glass.

These people are master level masters. Of course, they can't get drunk, but they still drink very late before they leave one after another. Chutian, Suqing and the three brothers of Fang family come to the inn where tianwu department lives.

The ancient martial arts conference is a grand meeting of the ancient martial arts community every time, so the tianwu department needs to send a large number of people to maintain order.

In addition to the Shenren meeting, the tianwu Department sent more experts than before. The whole Inn can accommodate hundreds of people. Now it is full.

Among them, with the three brothers of the upper family and Su Qing, the tianwu Department sent a total of 20 masters.

When they come to the inn, Fang's three brothers and Su Qing gather other masters to meet Chu Tian and discuss the future.

More than a dozen other martial masters also knew the identity of Chutian and were respectful to him.

"This time, our tianwu department and the seven sects did not let the day after tomorrow's disciples come here. If the Shenren society attacked, they would only be cannon fodder." Fang said.

"Yes, it's impossible for Shenren society to send low-end combat power this time. They should all be experts." Chu Tian nodded.

"It's the old masters of the seven sects who don't listen to our advice and have to compete with each other. You should know that those who are strong in that level will probably be seriously injured when they fight, but God's patience will appear and they will have little fighting power." Su Qing sighed.

"Let's take a look at them tomorrow and try not to let them consume too much. Otherwise, once God forbearance appears, it will cause heavy losses." Chu Tian said.

After a brief discussion, everyone went to sleep separately.

The next morning.

Chutian and tianwu people ascended Gufeng mountain.

In ancient times, Gufeng mountain had been cut off from the hillside by the gods, forming a large platform.

In the center of the platform is a 500 meter square arena surrounded by seats made of polished rocks.

The seven sects are sitting in their own places, and some of them are scattered around.

Chutian and tianwu are together.

Chutian looked around, there were about 6000 people at the scene.

This morning, the tianwu Department sent another two half step warrior, one of whom was the person who presided over the meeting.

This man is old and thin, with white hair and standing on the challenge arena.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the ancient martial arts conference has been held for so many times. I think you all understand the rules. I won't introduce them one by one. Now, those who want to learn from each other will come up to learn from each other, but they must be people of the same realm." Said the gray haired old man.

The ancient martial arts conference is a grand event in the ancient martial arts world. Naturally, it is necessary to have some exchanges, witness and learn from each other.

The old man retired from the challenge arena.

In the direction of Jinglei gate, a young man stepped on the challenge arena.

"I'm Chen Zhifeng, the congenital disciple of Jinglei sect. I'd like to learn from you." Chen Zhifeng was dressed in a dark blue robe. His face was also handsome. He stood upright on the challenge arena like a javelin.

"I'll do it." One person flew out of Tianzhong gate and landed on the challenge arena.