After he made the sound, Gu Jianming, who was on duty in Luojing below, also hurried up to the sky and narrated something in his ear. Unfortunately, this person did not seem to take Luo Lanhill and his party seriously. Instead, he felt annoyed and thought that Gu Jianming, who stayed behind, was too weak. He actually let the other party stay above Luojing. Isn't this a slap in his face?

"Junior Brother Gu, it's better for you to say less. I will punish you for dereliction of duty later!" He rolled his eyes, glared at Gu Jianming in front of him so hard that he trembled inside, and then had someone take him away.

With hundreds of true disciples behind him, Lie Ying rushed straight to the large ship in the middle. Just as he was about to step onto the deck of the dragon ship, he was stopped by disciples dressed in yellow gauze clothes.

Looking at the disciples of the Xiangyu Sect in front of him, whose auras were flowing, whose magic power was constantly circulating, and who were faintly forming some kind of formation, Lieying's eyes showed some admiration, but soon turned cold, because the other party did not belong to his own camp.

"Are you disciples of the Burning Sun and Yellow Feather Sect?"

"That's right." The leader replied.

"Where is Junior Sister Jinhua? I have something to tell her." It seems that this person knows Jinhua.

"Senior Sister Jinhua is now recuperating in the mountains, and the current leader of our sect is Senior Sister Luo Lan." The man shook his head and rejected his request.

"Loran? I don't know him." His words were very direct, which made some of the disciples of the Xiangyu Sect present unhappy.

"Senior Sister Luo Lan was once one of the leaders of our sect, on par with Senior Sister Jin Hua and Senior Brother Gu Lie. She was just traveling overseas, so you guys don't know about her, huh."

"Oh, it sounds like a little girl, hehe." Lie Ying has been in seclusion these years and doesn't care about these unknown young men. When he became famous all over the world, Gu Lie had just started traveling and his reputation was beginning to emerge.

"I don't care where you come from, but don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have more people. This is the territory of our 'Kunlun Jade Court'. Don't even think about taking advantage of the chaos to spy on us."

In the eyes of the official in charge of the Qingtan area, these people were just trying to take advantage of the fact that the main force of "Kunlun Yuting" was not in Luojing to get a piece of the pie. After all, everyone knew that Luojing was rich and was the place where the dragon veins of the world converged. If it could be controlled, there was no telling how useful it would be.

In fact, not long after Lieying started shouting, everyone in the dragon boat knew about it, but because Loran Hill did not show up, they could not go out to negotiate with him. They just listened to the conversation outside in the cabin.

"This person has a very strong character." The governor of Huaxu Continent commented while waving his fan.

"He is one of the three 'Mountain-guarding Stones' that come with the sect. He is half a generation older than Senior Sister Jinhua. He was highly praised by the generation of his uncle-master. But he has been living in seclusion in recent years and few people have heard of him. I didn't expect that he has come out now." A celestial master from Fenxiang Guanxing Mansion recounted the past.

"'Zhenyue Shigandang' is one of the eight factions in Dongshan. It has an ancient heritage, said to originate from the teachings of a sage beneath a purple banyan tree. They are quite powerful and love righteousness and revenge. The disciples are upright and proud of this."

"I didn't expect that this person would come out to negotiate from 'Kunlun Yuting' this time. I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult." Someone shook his head after hearing this, and was not optimistic about today's negotiations.

"Oh, it's difficult, right? Are we afraid of the other party? The worst that can happen is a war. If we don't break their arrogance, how can they agree with our ideas?" A dragon master from Qiumu Bronze Dragon Valley sat on a chair with his hands on his legs, looking disdainful.

Although he respected Loran Hill, he still liked Gu Lie's style. If the other party was not convinced, he would fight until they were convinced.

Just as everyone was discussing, changes were happening outside. The local official Lieying of Qingtan stepped forward alone, without using any weapons, and smashed the array of disciples of the Huangyu Sect in front of him with just one punch. There was a sound of metal and stone breaking, and layers of golden light shattered in the void in front of the dragon boat. The disciples who were blocking the boat were also shocked and their faces turned pale, and their blood was boiling.

"As expected of one of the twelve territorial officials of Kunlun Yuting, Lord Lieying is extremely powerful." A sturdy man in a green fur short shirt strode out of the cabin, and with a rising wave of air, he greeted the Lieying who came to knock on the door.

Now, in order to integrate the forces of all parties in the "Kunlun Jade Court", a number of new positions have been drawn up, including twelve earth officials and ten sky patrol officials. These twenty-two people can be said to be the most powerful group in the "Kunlun Jade Court".

"Who are you? Why don't you ask that girl Luo Lan to come and see me." Lie Ying frowned at the extremely strong man in front of him.

"I am the cultivator of 'Tiger Roaring in the Nine Desolate Mountains'. How can you meet His Highness Luo Lan whenever you want? Meeting with someone as rude and ignorant of etiquette as you is an insult to His Highness." As he spoke, bursts of lightning began to emerge from his wrists, and then his two fists collided in front of his chest, like the roar of a Kui Niu, and faint thunder rolled in the sky.

"Heh." Lieying sneered, but didn't say much. However, the look in his eyes became focused. He reached behind his back, slowly pulled out a broad sword, and then held it in his hand.

This sword has a simple shape and there are not many patterns on the blade. The overall shape is like a common roadside stone with some rough textures, and the edges and corners of the hilt are also polished to a shine. It seems that it has been passed down for a long time.

After gripping the hilt, the extraordinary core in Fierce Eagle's body began to operate at full power. Wisps of white smoke gradually floated up around him, and the sword seemed to become extremely heavy. Even when it slowly passed through the air, it brought up a dull whistling sound.

As if they had made an appointment, when the disciples of both sides were becoming increasingly nervous, the two men suddenly took action and began fighting in the sky.

The ancient giant sword was swung rapidly in the air, making a trembling whistling sound, which frightened the pedestrians below even though they were far away.

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