Fatty Du, Yihu, and the Thirteen Taibao of Maoshan are unknown small characters in the Taoist sect. After all, what the previous Changsheng Sect disturbed was only Longhu Mountain. Everyone only heard of the battle in the East China Sea and did not witness it with their own eyes.

There is another saying that seeing is true, hearing is false, and the outside world praises Fatty Du and Jiang Wujue until they are side by side with Mingyue, but major sects still do not take them seriously.

In their eyes, they are a well-known sect that has been passed down for hundreds or thousands of years. How could they take a small character that suddenly emerged?

Among all the sects, Yihu brought the fewest people, and such a group of people walking among the crowd was inevitably eye-catching.

"Hey, those people look familiar... I'll go! Isn't that Jiang Wujue?"

"Who is Jiang Wujue?"

"The ex-boy from Gongliang's lineage is the young master! It is said that Jiang Yunhe killed his father. After his father died, the boy escaped from the mountain gate in shame and rebelled on Yanning's Xinmaoshan."

"So cowardly? I will definitely go up and do it just because I kill my father!"

"From the beginning, Xin Maoshan has developed quite well and has gotten along well with major sects. If nothing unexpected happens, they are likely to be among the top sects within a hundred years. It's a pity..."

"I have also heard about this. I heard that the pillar of the new Maoshan, the Wumen ghost doctor, the guy named Yan Ning, died in the East China Sea. Is this true or false?"

"Of course it's true. Yan Ning is a hero of a generation. It is said that he has conquered two monsters that have been tens of thousands of years. However, after he died, these two monsters returned to the underwater world. It is precisely because of this that everyone believes that Yan Ning is dead. After all, they are two monsters that have been tens of thousands of years old. If they weren't for being funny, who would let them be free?!"

Yihu's eyes suddenly glanced at the two people who were talking, and scolded without any face: "Can you still speak louder?"

One of them immediately retorted: "What? The wilful dog still wants to find trouble for our Astrology Sect?"

Yihu has a bad temper. When he heard the two of them discussing Yan Ning's right and wrong, he was already on the verge of an outbreak. Now this guy is still provoking him. He couldn't help it on the spot. He carried the big knife in his hand and walked forward: "I'll give you another chance, otherwise I'll be careful that I'll castrate you!"

"What a joke. You think you are the old man, you...ah!!!"

Before the man could finish his words, Yihu's knife slashed a thread between his left and right legs, and blood immediately splattered all over the ground. The guy covered his crotch and his face turned blue!

The people around were stunned. They never expected that the new Maoshan, which had lost Yan Ning, would dare to be so arrogant!

What kind of character is this Yihu? How can he do it just by saying that he can do it... No, did he do it just now? Why do we have no time to react?!

Another guy who just talked about Xinmaoshan was already scared and pissed: "You, you actually started in public, aren't you afraid of not being able to attend the Immortal Ascension Conference?"

Yihu opened his mouth and spat on the guy's face, fucked his big yellow teeth and shouted: "The Immortal Ascension Conference was held by the old man Jiang Yunhe to find someone with destiny. It has nothing to do with me or not. Could it be that Yihu, if I kill someone, I have no fate with the Immortal?"

After hearing Yihu's words, everyone could not refute it for a while.

What makes them even more irrefutable is Yihu's strength!

In the face of strength, all the words are jokes. Originally, everyone thought that if Yan Ning was gone in Xinmaoshan, there would be nothing, but now another Yihu appeared. This Yihu not only had an unfathomable cultivation, but also had a bad temper. He was so angry that anyone wanted anyone, so how could anyone provoke him without opening his eyes?

Don’t dare to beat him, don’t you dare to scold him? Yihu castrated a disciple, and the people from the Astrology Sect immediately surrounded him, pointed at Yihu’s nose and cursed him. Yihu ran away on the spot. If it weren’t for Fatty Du and Jiang Wujue stopped him, Yihu would probably destroy all the people from the Astrology Sect on the spot and directly made them have no chance to ascend to immortality. Instead, they could go to the underworld to try their luck.

Yihu and the others made such a big noise, of course, people from Gongliang's lineage could not sit idly by. A group of Gongliang disciples in white clothes came over. The leader was a middle-aged man. Before he could stand still, he spoke, "Jiang Wujue, do you still have the face to come back?"

"Who is this guy?" Fatty Du asked in a low voice.

Jiang Wujue said: "The second elder of Gongliang's lineage, Jiang Yunhe's biggest dog-legged son, is named Jiang Qingguang."

Jiang Qingguang could scare others, but he couldn't scare Yihu. Yihu stepped forward and slapped: "Where do I love to go, it's up to you, which onion are you?"

Jiang Qingguang was in a bad mood: What's going on? I was beaten at my doorstep?

Fatty Du wiped the cold sweat from his head: "I have to pay attention to Boss Yihu these days. Because of the big brother, he is angry. He will beat whoever provokes him!"

A group of people rushed to pull Yihu and Jiang Qingguang away again. Jiang Qingguang's nose and face were swollen, and there was bleeding from his nose at the same time. He looked embarrassed and funny.

"You... you are like a Taoist practitioner, you are simply a group of social hooligans!" Jiang Qingguang said angrily, "How can a guy like you have a fairy fate?"

"You are not a fairy, you are too verbal?" Yihu cursed.

"You...you..." Jiang Qingguang's face turned purple with anger, and she wanted to call someone to drive Yihu and the others out of Kunlun Mountain.

But at this moment, the disciples from Longhu Mountain appeared.

The disciples of Longhu Mountain are the most visited, with more than 100 people, including Zhang Daofeng, Hu Daoming, Kongyu Monk, and even Hang Wanzong, Zhang Yu, Tang Zixuan and others.

Only Zhang Quan is not here.

Zhang Daofeng smiled and said, "Elder Jiang, don't be so angry! Those who practice Taoism will be calm and don't have the same experience as Yihu and the others."

"Great Heavenly Master?" Jiang Qingguang's anger was not gone, and he wanted to peel off Yihu's skin. However, after Zhang Daofeng said this, if he didn't let them go, he would seem stingy.

what to do?

Hu Daoming's elbow was placed on Jiang Qingguang's shoulder: "You are right. Yihu is a social hooligan. Let's not get entangled with them!"

Jiang Qingguang sighed silently in his heart. Zhang Daofeng and others were obviously partial to Yihu, so how could he not see it? But even though he knew it, for the sake of his perfect image and to show that he had a great immortality, Jiang Qingguang still had to swallow it in his stomach: "Hmph, Master Tian said it well, you are just a group of social hooligans. I, Jiang Qingguang, can hold a boat in my belly, and I don't know the same as you!"

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