No matter what, Hu Yanqing lost face and of course he couldn't say he was in a good mood. He strided to the nearest queue and directly occupied the first place.

The servant's face turned red and he whispered, "My master is Qiao Yong from Beiqifeng, and he is an old acquaintance of Lord Huyan."

"I don't know any old acquaintances."

Hu Yanqing's moon is bright and the wind is clear.

The servant boy dared not talk nonsense anymore.

With Hu Yanqing as a slaughter, the other outer disciples simply depend on the dishes.

Those who have backers and famous outer disciples will pass by and will not take over. Anyone who has no name and is unknown will be directly occupied like Hu Yanqing.

For a moment, the scene was noisy, but Xu Yi was alone and possessed a single piece of equipment.

As the crowd was surging, several people suddenly rushed to Xu Yi, which was Turing and his followers.

They had just arrived, but they did not see the previous liveliness. They liked Xu Yi to occupy a crystal screen alone.

Involuntarily, Turing leaned over.

Although he was controlled by Xu Yi, sometimes he was controlled by others and was also an alternative friendship.

It doesn't matter if Turing comes over, and then he greets him, which immediately attracts the attention of Hu Yanqing and others.

Hu Yanqing walked over and stared at Turing, asking him to introduce Xu Yi's identity.

Turing thought that the time for a friendship was coming, and pointed at Xu Yi and said, "It's so good for Lord Huyan to know that this Wang Qianqiu is the leader of our Qinglong Island, and is called the first of the disciples of the trial."

As he heard the words, Hu Yanqing's eyes suddenly surged, staring at Xu Yi, and said in a silence, "Okay, it's so good. A little disciple dares to be so arrogant and the number one among the disciples? No wonder he dares to dominate the side, no wonder he dares to disrupt the order of the superiority and inferiority of my immortal sect."

Hu Yanqing was so angry that he thought he had kicked the iron plate and was forced to give in, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.

Now it seems that it is not the case. It is actually a small ant wearing a tiger's skin and pretending to be a beast.

The first person to test the disciple, hehe, he is really the first person, and he must be given the three words "test disciple".

Since he is a disciple, even Niu Shangtian is the only way to be a small one in front of his dignified outer disciples.

Now it seems that his previous concessions were clearly a huge loss of face. Even if this game is turned back and spread, he would have to lose face.

When Turing saw that the momentum was wrong, she almost shuddered and couldn't help but apologize to Xu Yichuan's thoughts and quietly retreated.

"Okay, this trial disciple has really emerged. The little ant has such a style."

"Damn it, this guy has made us lose face. If we don't teach this ant an unforgettable lesson, how can we brothers gain a foothold in the Immortal Sect?"

"What do you want to do with this ants? Just let the people from the Law Enforcement Hall drag them away, otherwise we will make a fuss together."

“…………”

Suddenly, the outer disciples were clamoring like drums. It seemed that if they were not like this, it would not be enough to save the lost face.

Hu Yanqing stared at Xu Yi who was still standing dull, and his nameless heart became angry. He was particularly unaccustomed to Xu Yi's calmness.

In his opinion, this calmness itself is a great provocation to him.

The heart fire was together, Hu Yanqing's body was wrong, and his left palm was five fingers arose, and he suddenly pulled towards Xu Yi.

He didn't take Xu Yi's so-called first person to test his disciples seriously.

It is because the Donghua Immortal Sect is very strict, if the disciple dares to attack the outer disciples, it will be like a violation of the laws of heaven.

He just wanted to humiliate Xu Yi in public.

Seeing that he was about to hit Xu Yi with one palm, a water curtain suddenly stood up in front of Xu Yi, and immediately separated Hu Yanqing.

"What a courage!"

Hu Yanqing shouted angrily, subconsciously thinking that Xu Yi had taken action.

"Brother Huyan, I'm so angry."

A strong middle-aged man suddenly appeared on the field.

"Brother Fan, why do you have to worry about this other people's business?"

Hu Yanqing said with a gloomy face.

The brawny middle-aged man said, "Can Brother Huyan sell his face?"

Hu Yanqing blew up to the sky and pointed at Xu Yi and said, "I think you are so confident. It turns out that you are poking your brother Fan behind you. Unfortunately, Brother Fan's face is very good, I don't plan to sell it."

The strong middle-aged man smiled slightly, "Then please let Brother Hu Yan draw the bottom."

But I was extremely impatient and cursed: Hu Yanqing, you idiot, I am saving you. If you know my fate, you dare to jump around in front of this old man. I really have a good idea.

Hu Yanqing said coldly, "Well, since Brother Fan has spoken, I always have to recite the incense. If you ask this man surnamed Wang to kneel down and kowtow three times, I can pretend that this has never happened."

The strong middle-aged man's eyelids suddenly became cold and he was still waiting to speak. A figure rushed across the sky and shot directly into Hu Yanqing.

The man came abruptly, and Hu Yanqing couldn't resist it. He was kicked in the chest and made a mess.

"Rats are looking for death!"

Hu Yanqing controlled his body and shouted angrily.

Unexpectedly, the man rushed over again like a mad dog. The violent fire spirit power gathered into huge fireballs, and he was very worried that Yanqing would hit him.

In a hurry, Hu Yanqing had no ability to fight back, and had no power to fight back. In a flash, his whole body was scorched and his hair was bald, but he finally saw the attacker clearly and was furious, "Cao Jie, you have taken crazy medicine, what are you trying to do with me?"

I felt even more complaining.

This Cao Jie is a famous disciple of the outer sect. He has a eccentric personality and is unreasonable and domineering person.

I am so proud that there is a good ancestor who has left behind a long blessing. Most of the big figures in the sect are willing to take care of him.

Among the entire outer disciples, Cao Jie is the only hard bone that Hu Yanqing doesn’t want to face.

At this moment, he was forced to be ashamed by Cao Jie, but the followers did not help. They were the outer disciples who were extremely afraid of Cao Jie.

"Sword Killing Art!"

Hu Yanqing was forced out of the true fire, and shouted angrily, his body suddenly compressed, and a black jade sword first appeared in his palm, and a turbid air sprayed on the jade sword. A medium-grade fire spirit stone at the hilt of the jade sword disappeared instantly.

The jade sword suddenly exploded with red sword light, and the sword light surged, shaking the sword power, sweeping the entire audience.

Cao Jie's body burst out and his spiritual power turned into a wall, woven around him one after another.

He retreated nearly a hundred feet and suddenly squirted out a mouthful of blood. This time he controlled his body and stared at Hu Yanqing coldly.

Hu Yanqing, who made a lot of face with the last blow, seems to be no better than Cao Jie.

His face was as pale as paper, sweating like rain, and his eyes were dissipated, as if he had just crawled out of the Nine Nether Hell.

"Why, the surname Cao, why, why, I'm not offending you!"

Hu Yanqing almost shouted.

He couldn't figure out why it was so difficult to step on an ant to death.
Chapter completed!