When Feng Hao announced his name, everyone's eyes turned to the Cheng family's Elder, Cheng Jinnan.
Since when did the Cheng Family produce such a powerful rising star?
"Cheng Hao?"
A murderous look flashed across Duanmu Boyi's eyes, but his tone was one of appreciation for the younger generation. He praised, "As expected of the Cheng family's pride."
Then Duanmu Boyi looked at Duanmu Yang and said, "Yang 'er, this young man in front of you is much stronger than you. Learn from him."
"Yes, Elder!"
Duanmu Yang nodded obediently, then lowered his head and stood behind the Itinerant Immortal Duanmu Boyi.
Duanmu Boyi smiled as he walked up to Feng Hao, stretched out his hand, and patted Feng Hao's shoulder. At the same time, he secretly circulated a wisp of hidden force, trying to destroy Feng Hao's cultivation.
After all, with his Itinerant Immortal cultivation, it would only take him a moment to destroy Feng Hao's cultivation. Therefore, this seemingly appreciative action of a junior was, in fact, a fatal killing move.
But who was Feng Hao? No matter what Duanmu Boyi did in secret.
In the instant that Duanmu Boyi's right hand touched Fenghao's shoulder, all the hairs on Duanmu Boyi's body stood on end. He was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his body flashed away, his expression both shocked and angry.
"What's going on?"
All the cultivators were stunned as they looked at this incredible scene in astonishment. How could the Itinerant Immortal, who was as strong as the bright moon in the sky, cause such a big reaction from a junior?
Could it be that Cheng Hao had a thorn on his shoulder?
But how could a dignified thorn injure a Bodiless Immortal expert?
Duanmu Boyi looked down at his palm, and a chill ran down his spine. It was actually the stab mark of five flying swords.
In other words, in the blink of an eye, Feng Hao had not only destroyed his hidden force with the help of five flying swords, but had also used the sword Qi to hurt him.
His scalp went numb. He was a supreme Itinerant Immortal, how could he … suffer a loss at the hands of a junior?
Duanmu Boyi couldn't help but wonder if Cheng Hao was really a swordsman.
Just as he was thinking, the Dragon Group's emcee suddenly announced, "Mount Tai's sacred cultivation ground, the Goddess of the Clouds arrives!
"Qingcheng Mountain's Tang family Venerable arrives!
"Wudang Mountain's Perfected Zhang arrives!
…
The emcee called out a few names, all of which were famous experts from the ancient cultivation clans.
Their arrival also caused the loose immortal Duanmu Boyi to regain his composure. He tidied up his somewhat messy clothes and once again assumed the appearance of an enlightened loose immortal.
These ancient race experts all emitted a cold and unapproachable aura. On the other hand, the young cultivators beside them all had delicate features and were filled with intelligence.
With one look, one could tell that these young cultivators were the successors of these famed mountains and holy lands. They were brought here to see the world.
"Did we miss out on something interesting?"
Daoist Master Zhang of Wudang Sect, on the other hand, was a benevolent-looking old man. He was holding the hand of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old youth as he greeted the elders of the other aboriginals with a nod.
"How have you been, Perfected Zhang? I haven't seen you for decades and your cultivation has improved."
The other ancient clan elders cupped their fists and greeted him. After all, he was the descendant of Perfected Zhang, and his cultivation was unfathomably high.
"Not at all …" Perfected Zhang smiled.
Then, Mount Tai's Goddess of the Clouds and Qingcheng Mountain's Tang family Venerable also greeted the clan elders.
The young boy they were holding was very humble as he cupped his fists and bowed to the elders of the various clans. The way he spoke and behaved gave people a feeling that the younger generation would surpass the older.
Wudang Mountain's Spiritual Master Zhang's gaze fell upon Duanmu Boyi of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. With an unfriendly expression, he said indifferently, "Even you are here?"
"Hehe, why? Am I not welcome at the Immortal Welcoming Ceremony? "Duanmu Boyi sneered.
"Since the Dragon Group has invited you, I have nothing to say. But no matter what, you can't escape the disaster you caused a hundred years ago. If you don't atone for your sins with your death, I will be irreconcilable with you."
Daoist Zhang of Wudang Mountain said coldly. As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.
Duanmu Boyi was a lucky guy. He didn't die after causing such a disaster and became an Itinerant Immortal. The heavens were really unfair.
Apart from the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, the other cultivation sacred grounds didn't have a good impression of Duanmu Boyi.
"I've always been on the same side as Perfected Zhang. Old thief Duanmu, why aren't you dead yet?"
The moment the Goddess of the Clouds said that, everyone from the Ancient Cultivation Clan was dumbfounded.
She openly called Itinerant Immortal Duanmu Boyi an old thief and even asked why he wasn't dead yet. Such an unprecedented insult completely subverted their image of the Goddess of the Clouds.
"I don't want to be associated with someone like Duanmu Boyi!"
Qingcheng Mountain's Tang family Venerable said softly. Clearly, he wasn't the same kind of person as Duanmu Boyi …
At that moment, Duanmu Boyi's face turned the color of a pig's liver. His heart was filled with rage.
Unfortunately, he wasn't a match for three Tribulation Transcendence cultivators.
Duanmu Yang was furious. He was already full of grievances after being suppressed by Feng Hao. Who knew that even the Patriarch would be bullied this time? He immediately roared, "Don't be so arrogant. If you have the guts, fight my Patriarch one-on-one!"
Perfected Zhang of Wudang Mountain turned his head away, looking aloof.
Mount Tai's Goddess of the Clouds strolled away with a hint of disdain on her lips.
Qingcheng Mountain's Venerable Zhang hurriedly greeted his old friend.
The three of them were too united against a common enemy. When they heard about fighting one-on-one, they immediately seemed to have more important things to do.
This scene made the cultivators of the various clans extremely embarrassed. They quickly wiped the sweat off their foreheads.
"One-on-one? That's a good suggestion … "
Just as Duanmu Yang raised his arrogant head and looked down on the sacred ground's powerhouses as a bunch of rabble, Feng Hao's voice suddenly rang out.
Thump!
Cheng Jinnan wiped the sweat off his forehead and couldn't help but shout in his heart, "Ancestor, please rest for a while …"
Cheng Cheng's face was full of excitement. She couldn't stand Duanmu Yang and Duanmu Boyi. She couldn't wait for Feng Hao to suppress them.
Duanmu Yang looked at Feng Hao with a sneer and said, "You're quite tactful this time. You also know to propose a one-on-one fight."
Duanmu Boyi also looked at Feng Hao with a faint smile. He felt a little bit of approval for Feng Hao's abandonment of darkness for light.
On the other hand, Perfected Zhang, Goddess of the Clouds, and Venerable Tang's expressions suddenly changed. Their eyes fell on Feng Hao.
There's actually a remnant of the Duanmu Clan? Which Ancient Cultivation Clan is it? How dare they go against the world and collude with the Duanmu Clan?
Sensing the gazes of the three Tribulation Transcendence Stage powerhouses, Feng Hao was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that he didn't make himself clear. He immediately chuckled and said, "What I mean is, I would like to exchange pointers with Duanmu Clan."
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar. Even the three Tribulation Transcendence Stage powerhouses were stunned. A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger?
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