"Well, now you can prepare the corresponding teaching materials. When I come back from Jiulong lake, I will naturally fulfill my promise to help you refine these 100 bottles of pills."
Zhang Xiaofan did not wait for the reply of the old man in grey robe after leaving this sentence. He walked towards the competition arena below at will.
However, just below the Tiantai, dozens of martial arts contests are set up around Tianmen gorge, which seems to be covered with stars. All of them are in perfect order.
The disciples of various sects compete on it, and the most dazzling one is Wu Mingsheng in white.
Wu Mingsheng was originally the most outstanding young hero of the five major sects. Only thunderstorm cloud and Ying Xueer could be compared with him.
Wu Mingsheng was standing on the most central arena. The tiancongyun sword in his hand had not yet come out of the sheath. However, even if the sharp sword failed to come out of the sheath, he had already defeated the enemy in front of him.
At this time, Wu Mingsheng's body method is elegant and smart. How handsome he is, he has to arouse the praise of some of the elders around him.
Such a seemingly mediocre disciple did not have the qualification to let him out of the sword.
All people are curious that Wu Mingsheng got such a rare and unique weapon by chance.
As long as Wu Mingsheng's sword comes out of the scabbard, combined with his elegant and immortal sword technique, he can be regarded as thunderstorm cloud and Ying xue'er, two of his famous talents.
Now, I'm afraid that he is no longer the opponent of Wu Mingsheng.
In addition, there were a lot of practitioners or other disciples around the scene, one by one, with a pair of admiring eyes at Wu Mingsheng.
In their mind, I'm afraid Wu Mingsheng is the most powerful man in the whole Chinese practice circle at this time, and can rank first.
And at this time, see Zhang Xiaofan with his red pupil black pupil two beautiful bodyguards to this side, people can not help but move.
The young man in front of him this time also wants to take part in the middle gate competition of their plain province.
After thinking of this possibility, the hearts of those present became active, and each of them had his own careful thinking.
On one hand, Wu Mingsheng, a super first-class genius, has a unique weapon, while the other is a demon alchemist with a high reputation.
Between Wu Mingsheng and the demon alchemist, who is better than the other?!
Zhang Xiaofan with a smile on his face, so his hands back, leisurely walk past.
Based on Zhang Xiaofan's current position and his strength, how can he see Wu Mingsheng as a descendant? Not to mention it as their own enemy.
Zhang Xiaofan asked himself that he did not have such "no taste".
In people's eyes, this kind of talent can be regarded as amazing talent, but in the eyes of Zhang Xiaofan, it is just a mole ant that can be completely wiped out from the world with a flick of his fingers.
For Zhang Xiaofan, he certainly disdains to kill Wu Mingsheng, a little mole ant in front of him www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!