Chapter 217 Yang Zaitian

How powerful is the Shifang sword sect? Its geniuses are like clouds, and its masters are like rain. Even the Shifang sword sect is a lot worse than the Shifang sword sect, not to mention the royal family.

So every time the secret realm of the blood ant opened, most of the blood ant eggs were taken by the Shifang sword sect, and only a small part of the royal family could be obtained.

The eagle was extremely fast. It was 20,000 miles away, and it arrived in half a day.

It was a rather desolate forest, with bare stones everywhere but sparse trees and weeds.

The eagle landed in a slightly flat area.

The red-haired old man and the others jumped down first.

The others jumped down.

"The Shifang sword sect hasn't arrived yet. We'll wait here."

The red-haired old man said.

Everyone nodded.

Swish, swish...

At this time, more than ten figures jumped up high and onto ten stone pillars on one side.

He jumped onto the stone pillar and sat cross-legged.

Lu Ming immediately saw the person on the outermost stone pillar. It was Bai Chi.

"The top ten masters of the outer palace. Is this the Lookout post?"

"It must be, but that white man still has the face to jump up. Ming cheng and Tian Yun are much better than him."

"How thick-skinned!"

There was a buzz around.

"Lookout post?"

Lu Ming was confused.

"Brother tianyun, there's nothing special about it. It's just an ordinary stone pillar. It's just that it's better to look at the mystic realm from above. That's why it's called the Lookout post. Only the strongest can ascend it every time. It's a symbol of strength."

On the side, Ming cheng explained.

"Oh? I see!" Lu Ming nodded and then looked across, because there were more than a dozen stone pillars there, but no one jumped.

"That's the territory reserved by the Shifang sword sect. The ten or so Shifang sword sect are owned by the company."

Ming cheng road.

Lu Ming suddenly realized, no wonder no one jumped.

Then, he glanced at the man on the stone pillar.

These people were the top ten masters in the outer hall of General star palace.

"Bai Chi, how shameless of you to have the face to occupy a Lookout post? Get out of here now!"

At this moment, Ming cheng looked at Bai Chi and shouted.

The sound came from afar, and Bai Chi's face turned red.

"Ming cheng!" Bai Chi secretly hated him and gritted his teeth, but he didn't come down.

"Hahaha, Bai Chi, do you think you're a master if you insist? You're shameless. Forget it. I won't argue with you. If you want it, I'll give it to you!"

Ming cheng waved his hand casually and sneered.

"Hahaha!"

Everyone else burst into laughter.

Bai Chi almost vomited blood in anger.

Lu Ming smiled. He was not interested in the fight for fame at all. He shook his head and sat cross-legged at random, waiting.

More than ten minutes later, a few shouts resounded through the barren mountain.

Three huge golden birds appeared in the sky.

The three large golden birds, with their wings spread out, covered the sky and the sun, were more than 100 meters in length.

Their wings were golden, as if they were made of gold, and a strong aura pervaded them, as thick as a mountain.

"Martial Sect level monster!"

Lu Ming's face changed.

"This is the little golden bird. It is said that it has the blood of the divine beast, the golden winged big bird. The Shifang sword sect actually has this kind of strange beast, and it comes out with three!"

"The first sect in Empire of the scorching sun, what a horror!"

Some colleges in General star palace screamed in horror.

Quack!...

The little golden bird screamed, and its voice pierced the sky and landed.

"Haha, hua feixiong, you're here early!"

A small golden bird in the middle burst out laughing.

Then a few old men stepped down from the sky.

Then, three little golden peng birds jumped down one by one, carrying the War sword young people.

These young people, men and women, were all dignified and imposing, and everyone was like a God Sword, with a sword coming out of his body and soaring into the sky.

There were more than 360 people.

"So many people!"

Everyone in General star palace's face changed.

The red-haired old man looked a little grim and said, "Only a few minutes earlier."

The Shifang sword sect was led by a skinny old man. His eyes swept across General star palace and he laughed, "There seems to be a little more people this time. Be careful not to die inside. Then, you General star palace, these people who have been summoned with great difficulty, will suffer a great loss!"

The red-haired old man's face was gloomy and he said coldly, "Autumn Has No Cure, I won't bother you with this."

"Hehe, really? Then let's go prepare together!"

Autumn Has No Cure sneered.

"Let's go!"

The red-haired old man waved his hand. The other two old men followed him and flew deep into the barren mountain.

Qiu wuzhi also led the Shifang sword sect elders to the depths of the barren mountains.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Swish! Swish...

After all the old men left, the Shifang sword sect's figure flashed, and more than a dozen figures jumped onto the Lookout post.

Obviously, these dozen people are the top strength of the Shifang sword sect.

Although the cultivation was all in the sixth level of the great martial arts master, the aura that emanated was extremely terrifying.

"Brother tianyun, have you seen the man who made the first stone pillar?"

Ming cheng said to lu ming.

Lu Ming looked over.

It was a handsome and cold young man in his early twenties, dressed in a white swordsman's robe and carrying a huge sword that was the width of his hand.

Just sitting there cross-legged gave people an extremely dangerous aura. Yes, even Lu Ming felt threatened.

"Is he famous?" Lu Ming asked.

This person's name is Yang Zaitian, and he is an extremely terrifying genius in the Shifang sword sect. When he was in the martial arts realm, he was ranked first on the bronze list of the Shifang sword sect, and when he was in the ninth division, he successfully understood' power'. When he was in the ninth division, he killed many great masters. When he met this person, he must be careful!"

Ming cheng said with a grave expression.

Few people could make Ming cheng so serious.

"Shifang sword sect bronze number one?"

Lu Ming whispered.

Shifang sword sect is the number one sect in Empire of the scorching sun, and its bronze list is number one.

Lu Ming's eyes sparkled with war.

"Of course, apart from this person, there are a few others in the Shifang sword sect who are also extremely scary!"

Ming cheng road.

"Hahaha, there are quite a few people from General star's palace this time. There were only less than 100 people three years ago. This time, there were actually 120 people."

Just then, a harsh voice sounded in the Shifang sword sect.

"Junior, you are wrong. What do you mean 120 people? In my opinion, they are only 120 trash!"

Another voice followed.

"Hahaha, senior brother is right. He's 120 trash, that's right!"

"That's right!"

There was a burst of laughter at the Shifang sword sect.

"What did you say? Who's a waste?"

In General star palace, someone was angry and shouted.

"Ouch, I'm still angry. Didn't I say that? Three years ago, there were 98 people in General star palace, but only 23 people came out. What's a waste?"

A young man with a crooked mouth from the Shifang sword sect walked out and looked coldly at everyone in General star palace.

"This time, more than 120 of you, don't all die inside!"

The young man with a crooked mouth continued to sneer.

(The end of this chapter)