Shengyu Pavilion.

Inside the main hall, the atmosphere was unusually cold and depressing.

The Pavilion Master of the Shengyu Pavilion, dressed in black robes, sat at the top of the hall. His gloomy face faced the many disciples kneeling below. Although he said nothing, anyone could tell who the Pavilion Master was at this moment.

How angry.

"Pavilion Master, this...Shangguan Long is probably useless."

A team leader standing in the front row came forward cautiously and asked about the next step.

When Xu Zhengrong heard this, his red pupils glared down, trying hard to suppress the murderous intention in his heart, and cursed: "It's so useless!"

The disciple who asked the question was frightened by the roar and backed away, not daring to say any more words.

"Although I failed this time and couldn't bring down Zhou Shengtian, as the saying goes, the first shot kills the bird. I don't believe that Holy Sword Villa can tolerate the rise of Holy Dragon City. I can't deal with it myself. Someone will help me.

tidy!"

Xu Zhengrong snorted coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his angry voice, which echoed in the spacious hall.

"As for that trash, throw it out. Our Holy Sword Pavilion never raises trash!"

Xu Zhengrong waved his hand and said without mercy.

In the main hall, the faces of the disciples suddenly turned pale, especially those who followed Shangguan Long from the Zhou family.

Xu Zhengrong's remark was a bit like burning bridges across the river, even though the river was not successfully crossed.

"Why, do you have any objections?"

Several disciples took a deep breath and nodded in agreement without arguing. They knew that Shangguanlong's defeat and that they did not follow him out was already the greatest favor. If they showed any dissatisfaction, I am afraid that what awaits them would be

destroy.

"No...no."

Xu Zhengrong's eyes were full of viciousness, and the fists in his sleeves were clenched tightly, Zhou Shengtian, you boy must not be happy too early!... It is different from the situation where the disciples of Shengjian Pavilion suffered from the fire of rage. When Emperor Feng

When he returned to Holy Dragon City with Lian Wushuang and others, City Lord Zhou was very happy and held a lively celebration meeting.

Although it was only an internal battle within Holy Dragon City and did not change the situation, Zhou Shengtian had been given a lot of headaches by the constant provocations from the Holy Sword Pavilion over the years. He very much needed figures like Ye Ming to give him a face and completely suppress Xu Zheng.

Rong's ambition.

Outside the city lord's palace, countless sword cultivators heard the sound and came. The name Ye Ming seemed to have become a household name overnight. In their eyes, they were filled with admiration.

Especially when they saw Di Feng appearing in front of many disciples, the worship in their eyes became even stronger.

It was him who reversed the situation and defeated Shangguan Long. No one thought that he, with an average level, could be so powerful.

"Ye Ming, come here, these are all for you!"

Zhou Shengtian pulled Di Feng to the front of the banquet and said to the guests who came to congratulate him.

Di Feng glanced at it and almost stopped standing, "Good guy, there are so many treasures."

"Thank you City Lord for the reward!"

Di Feng immediately bowed respectfully and thanked him.

"You deserve this. If it weren't for you, the people standing here today would be those reckless men from the Holy Sword Pavilion, so don't be polite!"

Zhou Shengtian said with a red face. Anyone could see that the city lord was really happy today.

Standing aside, Zhou Waner also saw how much her father valued Di Feng, and her light eyes couldn't help but have ripples in her eyes.

Obviously, she has a good impression of Di Feng.

"Wait... I have another good thing for you."

Zhou Shengtian said mysteriously, and then he palmed his hand, and a drop of golden spirit liquid appeared in the palm of his hand, with golden light blooming around it.

"This...is this a first-grade spiritual liquid?"

"For such a precious thing, the city lord actually gave it to Ye Ming. This..." "..." Everyone slowly gathered around, and they seemed to feel that the atmosphere in the world around them seemed to be...

It becomes sticky instantly.

When he took a deep breath, even the breath existing in his body became stronger.

And while everyone was happy for Di Feng, some discordant discussions came from another place on the field.

They are the troops of Zhou Dong, the eldest son of the city lord.

Although Zhou Dong has been practicing in Lingyun Temple, he is the future master of this city after all, so he naturally has many fans.

"This Holy Sword Mountain has produced several high-quality spiritual liquids in the past hundred years. How can the city lord give such spiritual objects to an outsider?"

"This is not fair at all. Zhou Dong is studying in Lingyun Temple. What if he comes back? He is the son of the city lord!"

"Yes, Zhou Dong is trying to become the heir of Holy Dragon City again. It is really inappropriate for the city lord to do this."

"It's really chilling..." It's not that Zhou Shengtian hasn't heard these objections, but his son is studying at the Lingyun Temple in the Western Sea at the moment. Water far away can't save the fire nearby! Zhou Waner on the side saw that her father was a little embarrassed, so she

He stepped forward to relieve the siege and asked: "Father, since we have won this competition, do we have to hold a hunt at the Holy Wine Mountain?"

This Wine Saint Mountain Hunt is a celebration of Holy Dragon City, a tradition that has been continued from ancient times to the present. Generally speaking, the person who leads the team is someone who is highly valued by the city lord and will be reused in the future.

"Yes, yes, then of course this leader must belong to Ye Ming."

"Ye Ming is very powerful, so of course he belongs in this position!"

"..." A group of people said something to each other, looking at the face of the city lord, they all agreed.

Zhou Shengtian looked at his daughter looking at the stars in Di Feng's eyes. As someone who has experienced this, he understood that his daughter was interested in Ye Ming.

Obviously, he wanted Di Feng to dispel the concerns of this group of people through hunting in the Holy Wine Mountain.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he originally wanted to announce at this celebration that Di Feng would be responsible for this hunting of the Holy Wine Mountain.

"Well..." Zhou Shenshan looked at everyone's enthusiasm and was about to make an announcement.

At this moment, a bustling sound came from outside the city.

Everyone's eyes turned to the door not far away, and they saw a group of people slowly walking in from the door, with a murderous aura all over their bodies. When they took a closer look, the leader turned out to be Zhou Dong! "

It’s Zhou Dong, Zhou Dong is back!”

The disciples who were dissatisfied with Zhou Shengtian's arrangement just now were very excited to see the familiar Zhou Dong back, and immediately gathered around to greet him.

The people who were still supporting Di Feng immediately changed their minds when they saw Zhou Dong, because this Zhou Dong had become stronger again and was already in the late stage of extraordinary rebirth. It seems that after studying in Lingyun Temple,

Very good.

"City Lord, since Zhou Dong is back, I think we should let him lead the team for this Jiu Sheng Mountain hunting."

"Yes, my family is reliable!"

...Soon, there were more and more voices supporting Zhou Dong, and they were getting louder and louder. What they wanted to express was that Ye Ming, a foreign disciple, was not suitable, and his strength was not as high as Zhou Dong's, no matter how talented he was.

It's no use either.
Chapter completed!