After hearing Bai Xiaolou's response, the old man standing in the crowd couldn't help but shake his head secretly. This disciple of his family was so young.

The old man looked at the back of the disciples in the field and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and said in his own secretly: "My stupid disciple! How can he expose the roots and feet of Longhu Mountain? This imperial throne comes from the secular world, so he naturally has never heard of the Daode Sect, and he doesn't know that I have the Longhu Mountain lineage in the sect, but there are still people with great knowledge in this place where people are mixed! "

Although the old man felt helpless, he was not worried about it. After all, the Daode Sect is a hidden Taoist system and has always been very mysterious, not to mention that the Dragon and Tiger Mountain lineage in the Daode Sect, there are very few people who know about it.

Therefore, the old man believed that the warriors present could not guess the reason for this for a while, and he could guess his roots.

At most, after the incident, I can get back to the scene, so that I know that my master and disciple were from the Longhu Mountain lineage of the Daode Sect.

Of course, in the final analysis, the old man was not afraid of others knowing his roots. Relying on his martial arts heavenly cultivation, he believed that no one in Bai Yujing was qualified to challenge him!

He doesn't cause trouble for others himself, even if the other party's family is blessed, there will be smoke from the grave.

At this time, Lao Yang, who was standing in the mansion, heard that when Bai Xiaolou reported to the foot of Longhu Mountain, his face changed instantly.

"Longhu Mountain!" Lao Yang's eyes were filled with deep fear. The onlookers standing outside the mansion might not know, but as a member of Guixuguan, he was very familiar with the Daode Sect, which is also an hidden Taoist sect.

"The people from the Daode Sect are here, and the trouble is really great now. The emperor should come out of seclusion quickly. Let's leave the thirty-six strategies!" Lao Yang's face was unstable and he thought with concern.

At this time, Mr. Liuzhi and others who were standing in the distance heard Bai Xiaolou’s self-report, but did not react as much as Lao Yang, but seemed a little hesitant.

Although Nian Shicheng, a scholar of Baihua, came from Qinggong, the most powerful force in the central region of the martial arts world, he still did not expect the Daode Sect Longhu Mountain. He said hesitantly: "Why haven't I heard of the place Longhu Mountain?"

Chen Ying, the hungry old man standing aside, snorted coldly: "That young man just arranges a name for his casually, it's useless to guess more!"

Nian Shicheng thought about it, so after he said no, he didn't say much.

Only Mr. Liu Finger's eyes flashed with a hint of shock that was not easy to touch the ground, and he couldn't help but scan Bai Xiaolou, who was preparing to fight with Wang Le in the field.

"One mountain and one cave, the nine mountains and nine caves will return to the same sect."

Mr. Liufinger closed his eyes and looked at Bai Xiaolou in the field, closed his eyes, muttering to himself bitterly and desperately.

"Hiss!" The hungry old man Chen Ying finally lived a long life in vain. In awe, he even took a breath of air. The horror in his heart was unconcealed and it was revealed on an old face.

No matter how slow Nian Shicheng reacted at this time, he understood. His eyes full of fear became erratic. He repeated Mr. Liuzhi's words and slowly said: "One mountain and one cave, nine mountains and nine caves return to one sect...the Daode Sect!"

The twins, Lao Puze and Uncle Cang, who were standing behind Mr. Liu Finger, heard Nian Shicheng spit out the three words "Daode Sect" and the awe and fear that they felt were no less than anyone present. They were completely confused.

The three words "Daode Sect" are like a towering mountain, and they instantly make everyone present suffocate and the atmosphere completely solidify.

At this moment, the six-fingered gentleman, who had the highest cultivation level among the crowd, broke his silence, sighed, and said quietly: "The people from the Daode Sect are here. Even if the map of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng is obtained, the final consequence will be death or death, and the family will be destroyed."

I saw Nian Shicheng, a scholar of Baihua, take a deep breath and said in a deep voice with a cold expression: "I am not afraid of any hidden worldly principles!"

After a pause, Nian Shicheng showed a proud look again, raised his head slightly, and continued: "With the imperial teacher, he is in the forbidden area for one day, my Qing Palace is not afraid of the Daode Sect."

The hungry old man Chen Ying looked at Nian Shicheng, laughed and poured a basin of cold water and asked, "Even if your Lord Di Hao from the Qing Palace has the strength to challenge Xiaoyaozi, the master of Guixu Temple in the martial arts world, so what? The distance water cannot quench the near thirst. There is more than the young man in front of him who is the Moral Sect, and there is also an old monster in the heavenly rank. Brother, do you want to seize food from a tiger's mouth?"

After a pause, Chen Ying thought that he would only be jealous of Nian Shicheng at this time and could not get any benefits at all. Therefore, he looked dejected again. He sighed deeply and continued, "Forget it, no matter how much nonsense it is, it is useless. We can only stare at you now, and there is no other way unless the old monster in the Heavenly Step leaves Bai Yujing."

Even if Nian Shicheng is naive, he will not fantasize about the old monster of the Heavenly Level of the Moral Sect leaving Bai Yujing, and thus give up the battle for the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng.

For a moment, the year of success, which was determined to come, couldn't help but feel relieved and fell into silence again.

Just when Mr. Liuzhi and others guessed that the old man and Bai Xiaolou were both masters and disciples, the blood-stained field in front of the steps of the mansion also kicked off the battle!

Wang Le and Bai Xiaolou, who were moving almost at the same time, collided with each other in an instant, and punched each other head-on, and a muffled sound suddenly echoed in this world.

The fist wind that was stirred up by the collision was like a knife, shattering the skin of the onlookers who were close to the field was a little painful. Those with weaker cultivation were even more robbed of their minds, showing panic, and consciously gave up their positions and retreated backwards.

The competition at the beginning was so fierce. Who knew what the situation was next? They didn't want to watch the fun, but they lost their lives.

The old man, whose face remained unchanged, narrowed his eyes and a trace of light passed through his eyes.

One punch can gather the strength of the body without dispersing, making the punch as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The old man certainly understood that this was not a overnight achievement, and that it could only be done after countless practical training.

The so-called falling leaves know autumn, and you can see the whole leopard with a glimpse.

From the first time the two sides fought, the old man, with his extremely vicious eyes, could see that the throne who fought with his disciples on the stage was indeed a hero who had been killed for a long time and experienced the terror of life and death!

"This son's future achievements are limitless. As long as he does not die in the middle, the peak of martial arts can be expected!"

The old man couldn't help but make a very high evaluation of the young man from the secular world in the field.

It’s a pity that this imperial throne is getting older and is getting richer and hard to control. If he is a few years younger, he can comply with the laws and regulations within the sect and he can absorb it as a disciple of Longhu Mountain.
Chapter completed!