Hearing Xuan Ye's words, the cultivator of Youyun Mansion was extremely angry. It was obviously the Shenzhou of the Xuantian Sword Sect who ran into it specially, and Qing Cang questioned them and no one responded.
It's better now, it's not ordinary shameless to blame Qing Cang for actively attacking Xuantian Sword Sect.
Qing Cang's face was cold, her eyes shone with cold, and she said coldly: "Xuan Ye, you still have such a thick skin! Your Xuantian Sword Sect Shenzhou hit my Youyun Mansion Shenzhou first, if you don't give me an explanation today, ..."
"So what?" Before Qing Cang could finish speaking, Xuan Ye interrupted him, his face full of disdain.
His voice is very small, but his tone is extremely domineering!
I just don't give you an explanation, how can you help me?
Qing Cang's face was pale, Xuan Ye wouldn't explain to him, he really had no choice but to use the other party, the strength of the Xuantian Sword Sect was not comparable to Youyun Palace.
Even though they have three ancient gods on their side, Xuan Ye may not be the only one on their side. If you really want to do it, they may not be able to get benefits from the three ancient gods.
In addition, if their Ancient God Realm started, how could the Heaven God Realm to which the two major forces belonged stand by and watch?
Can the Xuantian Sword Sect rank fifth among the twenty-two major and second-rate forces in the Tianwu Region, especially the last ranked Youyun Mansion?
The cultivators of Youyun Mansion were extremely angry, but in front of Xuantian Sword Sect, they did not dare to be too arrogant.
But the people of Xuantian Sword Sect laughed frantically, and even more, began to ridicule.
"A bunch of rubbish, let alone smashed your Shenzhou, or killed you. That is also deserved. The weak will never have the power to control their own destiny!"
"The dignified deputy palace master, who is such a foolish kind, is estimated to be even more unbearable for the people of Youyun Mansion. It is estimated that the last place in this year's Celestial Ranking Tournament is the Youyun Mansion."
"That's not necessarily. What if their people are lucky and get second to last?"
"Haha~"
The ridicule and disdainful voice echoed in the void for a long time. When the monks of Youyun Mansion heard the words, many people clenched their fists, and the veins on their foreheads violently rushed up.
Xiao Fan looked at all this quietly, as if it had nothing to do with him, but he whispered in his heart: "Sure enough, no matter where you are, the weak cannot control their own destiny!"
Originally, Xiao Fan thought that in the Great World, there would be fewer fights and fights, but now it seems that this place is better than the Battle Soul Continent.
The Xuantian Sword Sect tortured Youyun Mansion, perhaps not to compete for resources, but just to insult some weak people to get the pleasure in his heart.
As a weak person, he can only swallow his anger and live with his tail clamped.
"Damn it!" The cultivator of Youyun Mansion clenched his fists and burst out a strong hostility.
However, the cultivator of Xuantian Sword Sect saw this scene and laughed more frantically. The more angry the cultivator of Youyun Mansion, the more comfortable they felt.
"So what? Then let's say it separately!" Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded.
As soon as he said this, the cultivator of Xuantian Sword Sect's smile instantly solidified, but the cultivator of Youyun Mansion was surprised, looking towards the rear, and then unconsciously gave way.
But it was a young man with a green robe walking out step by step, staring at the Xuantian Sword Sect cultivator opposite with a cold expression.
"Young Master Qing Ming!" The cultivator of Youyun Mansion looked at the Qingpao youth in surprise. They obviously did not expect that Qing Ming would stand up at this time.
"Ming'er!" Qing Cang also looked at Qing Ming unexpectedly, originally he was going to swallow his breath, after all, Youyun Mansion is indeed not the opponent of Xuantian Sword Sect.
If someone else speaks, Qing Cang will not treat it as the same thing, but it is Qing Ming who speaks now. Qing Ming can represent Youyun Palace. It is very likely to stimulate the contradiction between the two powers. It was out of control.
Qing Ming gave Qing Cang a relieved look, stepped forward slowly, and looked at the Xuantian Sword Sect cultivator coldly, his sharp eyes, like a divine sword, made many Xuantian Sword Sect cultivators afraid to look directly. .
Xuan Ye and a few other people couldn't help frowning. They ran into Youyun Mansion Shenzhou deliberately. While giving Youyun Mansion a disagreement, they insulted the monks of Youyun Mansion by the way, so that they would be defeated in the competition for the gods list. Shadow on.
If you can, perhaps you can also use this to eliminate the cultivators in Youyun Mansion who participated in the Celestial Ranking Competition.
Seeing Youyun Mansion, they would never have thought that someone in Youyun Mansion would dare to stand up and even threaten them.
At the next moment, something that made the monk of the Xuantian Sword Sect even more surprised happened. I saw You Yun suddenly arched his hands and said every word: "You must not be insulted at Youyun Mansion, Qing Ming is pleased to fight!"
Youyun Mansion must not be insulted, Qingming is pleased to fight!
The words were very plain, but they exuded a domineering aura, resounding in everyone's ears like thunder.
That blue robe seemed to have become extremely stalwart, and the monk of Youyun Mansion showed an expression of admiration.
"Qing Ming?" Jun Ruohuan looked at Qing Ming slightly unexpectedly. He didn't expect Qing Ming to provoke the Xuantian Sword Sect.
Xiao Fan's expression remained the same. He had met Qing Ming once. The impression was not very good, but it was not very bad. He also wanted to see how strong Qing Ming was.
"Rampant!" At this moment, a disdainful voice rang from the opposite side of the Xuantian Sword Sect, but a white robe youth suddenly stepped into the air, his hands held up, his body surrounded by a wave of incomparable mysterious energy.
The white-robed young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, abundance of gods like jade, gives a sense of arrogance, but is beyond the world.
"Xuan Baiyi!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, looking at the white-robed youth in horror. Hearing the name, the scene was silent.
"Who is Xuan Baiyi?" Xiao Fan looked at Jun Ruohuan suspiciously. He was a little surprised to see everyone so shocked.
Xiao Fan's voice was very small, but it was not a sound transmission after all, and many people present could hear it clearly.
The next moment, almost everyone's eyes almost fell on Xiao Fan, even the white-robed young man Xuan Baiyi, but his face was very unkind, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Jun Ruohuan was speechless, but his expression was calm as usual, and he said with a dry cough: "Xuan Baiyi is one of the top ten young generations selected by the older monks of the 13 sects of the nine palaces, and is known as the top ten talents.
Hearing this, Xuan Baiyi's face looked slightly better, and a hint of pride flashed across his face.
Looking at the thirteen sects of the nine palaces, how vast and countless geniuses, it is indeed very extraordinary that it can occupy the top ten position, and Xuan Baiyi also has his capital.
The crowd looked at Xiao Fan with contempt. This kid didn't even know the ten geniuses of the young generation, and even dared to participate in the Celestial Ranking Tournament. It was just looking for death.
Many people seemed to have seen Xiao Fan's next shocked expression. However, to everyone's astonishment, Xiao Fan's expression was unwavering, and he looked ashamed of his life. , Spit out a faint word: "Oh!"
There are too many such titles, Xiao Fan has never cared about such titles. These so-called geniuses are at best a little stronger than ordinary people.
However, Xiao Fan had enough confidence in himself, so naturally he didn't care about the false name of the ten geniuses.
However, this word was so harsh in other people's ears, as if it was a deliberate mockery of Xuan Baiyi.
Frost was already on Xuan Baiyi's face, if it hadn't been for Xiao Fan to stand on the Shenzhou of Youyun Mansion, he would have rushed down.
"This guy!" Qing Ming whispered in his heart, but he understood Xiao Fan a little, knowing that Xiao Fan was not deliberately in Qi Xuan Baiyi, but was really just so indifferent. After all, the last time Xiao Fan saw him Qing Ming, it was much more arrogant than this, Xiao Fan didn't even pay attention to him, let alone the Xuan Baiyi he just saw?