Wu Yuxin was not afraid at all: "Great Elder, I will take the guests into our Wolong Pavilion to find our pavilion master to do something important. Senior Brother Mu repeatedly blocked and provoked, and even insulted our guests in public. Do you think you should beat us? If you do it according to the rules of the Precepts Hall, Senior Brother Mu will be punished by at least 100 sticks and face the wall for three months. I just broke his legs. With the strength of the Grand Elder, Senior Brother Mu will be able to jump around for at most half a month. In comparison, I am even merciless."

Yan Ning and the other two looked at Wu Yuxin in surprise. Unexpectedly, Wu Yuxin, who has always been inferior, was so eloquent when he mentioned the rabbit.

Even Zhuge Chengji couldn't help but speak out. According to what Wu Yuxin said, it was indeed true...

But how could Zhuge Chengji, who was protecting his short-term, give up like this: "Hmph, little baby, but sharp-tongued. How can I listen to you as a big elder?"

"Let's testify." Yan Ning stood up and said.

Zhuge Chengji narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

Yan Ning and the other two were quite young. Although Fatty Du was able to block Zhuge Chengji's wind blade just now, it was not enough to catch his eye.

"My younger generation Yan Ning, the descendant of the Wumen Ghost Doctor in Maoshan."

"My younger generation Jiang Wujue is the descendant of Maoshan Fengshui Gongliang."

"My younger generation Du Cheng, the descendant of Maoshan Xiangxin Ling Sect."

Yan Ning and the other two walked forward side by side and saluted Zhuge Chengji slightly.

As soon as the three of them announced their identities, the disciples present couldn't help but be excited.

"Damn, I heard it right, these three people are actually the descendants of Maoshan?"

"Maoshan... has been destroyed during a century of chaos?"

"I heard that Maoshan Taoist Technique was once the best in the world. Even the formation technique of our Wolong Pavilion was not as good as their Feng Shui Gongliang lineage..."

Zhuge Chengji looked at Yan Ning and others in surprise, but still refused to give in: "Maoshan has long been destroyed. Gongliang's lineage is now led by Jiang Yunhe. Where did you come out? Could it be a fake?"

Wu Yuxin's face changed slightly: "Great Elder, the three of them are real."

"Yuxin," Yan Ning said, "The Great Elder is ignorant and hides in the mountain gate as a turtle, and does not understand the changes in the world outside."

When Zhuge Chengji heard Yan Ning scolding him as a turtle with a head-shrinking, there was no need to endure it anymore, he stood up and said coldly: "Only insult my Great Elder of Wolong Pavilion, everyone, Wolong Pavilion does not welcome you, you might as well please come back!"

Fatty Du smiled and said, "If Zhuge Ruolan, the head of Wolong Pavilion, said this, I will just turn around and leave. You are just a mere elder, and you can represent Wolong Pavilion? If Zhuge Kongming, the founder of Wolong Pavilion, knew that his successor was so ungrateful, he would probably be so angry that he could even kick the coffin board away!"

When Zhuge Chengji heard this, his face turned red with anger. He snorted coldly, took out the standard weapon Fengyue Fan of Wolong Pavilion, and waved three wind blades at Fatty Du.

Fatty Du smiled disdainfully, and the Xuanwu tortoise shell appeared in front of him, easily blocking Zhuge Chengji's wind blade.

Now Zhuge Chengji understood that Fatty Du's true Taoism might not be low. By simply blocking his wind blade, he could conclude that this guy is not a good guy.

Since this persimmon is not easy to pinch, let's change it. Zhuge Chengji looked at Yan Ning, who was most embarrassed, and slapped him without hesitation.

Yan Ning smiled coldly, Zhuge Chengji was looking for death!

"The cave reaches the three realms and shines on the eight wildernesses. The demons are repelled, and thousands of ghosts are destroyed. With one wave of oneself, the sect of Wanhua will be urgently used to attack the powerful god of the Northern Emperor and destroy the ten thousand evils with one palm!"

A Northern Emperor's Divine Power Curse was shot out by Yan Ning, and instantly devoured Zhuge Chengji's palm, and even continued to fly towards Zhuge Chengji!

Zhuge Chengji's face changed. Unexpectedly, Yan Ning was so difficult to bully. He quickly took out a black handkerchief and threw it out. The handkerchief flew in the air, and it instantly expanded dozens of times, wrapping up the Northern Emperor's Divine Power Curse in the air. However, after only a moment of persistence, it was destroyed by the Northern Emperor's Divine Power Curse. The remaining power hit Zhuge Chengji's body without bias. Zhuge Chengji took more than ten steps in a row before removing the terrifying power!

If Yan Ning had been in the fourth stage before, a Northern Emperor's Divine Power Curse would definitely not have such terrifying power, but three days ago he reached the fifth stage, and the spiritual energy in his body was so pure that Zhuge Chengji could not imagine, so a Northern Emperor's Divine Power Curse made Zhuge Chengji so difficult to resist.

Mu Xinfeng originally thought that his master had come, and Wu Yuxin and others would never have any good endings. Who knew that even his master could not get any good results from the other party, so he was immediately discouraged and knew that he had really hit the nail on the head this time.

Zhuge Chengji breathed a few breaths, but was not convinced. He jumped up in the air in Yan Ning's eyes and threw the magic weapon out like money. For a moment, there seemed to be rain of magic weapons in the sky, including swords, swords, guns and sticks. These magic weapons emitted a faint white light all over the body. Obviously, they were blessed by formations and had a certain attack power.

As the great elder of Wolong Pavilion, Zhuge Chengji naturally would not be too weak in strength and family background. He just broke the Fengyue Fan by Yan Ning. He believed that Yan Ning's Taoist practice would be exhausted if he used the Northern Emperor's magic spell a few times, so he used the human sea tactics at this time.

But he was wrong. Yan Ning not only could use the Northern Emperor's Divine Power Curse many times, but also the power just now, even if he used it ten thousand times, Yan Ning would not be exhausted!

So, Zhuge Chengji threw away the magic weapon in the air without any money, and Yan Ning attacked the Northern Emperor's divine power curse without any effort below. The Northern Emperor's divine power curse and the magic weapon met, and they all ended up breaking the magic weapon.

Zhuge Chengji became more and more frightened as he lost his heart. He was crying in his heart, hoping that Yan Ning would exhaust his magic power in the next second and fell down. But this scene was not seen by him. On the contrary, Yan Ning released the Northern Emperor's magic spell while yawning, looking absent-minded!

Finally, Zhuge Chengji threw out the last magic weapon on his body and still returned to a fragmented ending. Yan Ning was still standing there, as if tireless.

"Hold!"

Now even Zhuge Chengji couldn't help but swear. He lost so many magic weapons, but he didn't get any benefits. He was even slapped by Yan Ning!

"Are you still fighting, the Great Elder?" Yan Ning stopped in time and asked with a smile.

"I won't fight anymore, what a fuck!" Zhuge Chengji said depressedly, "If you continue to fight, the coffin will be gone."

"Those who know the times are heroes," Yan Ning smiled, "If the Great Elder had nothing else to do, could you let Yuxin take us to see the Pavilion Master?"
Chapter completed!