"Not only that, because of this matter, my mother, the Witch Doctor Emperor, died. This debt has not yet been settled with our Sendo Academy, but you came to visit me?"

A cold voice sounded, and Yun Mengqing appeared with a cold expression and a very sad expression, staring at Elder Feng Qinghe angrily.

"Is there-such a thing?"

"On the memorial day of our witch doctor, the Emperor, not only did you fail to reflect, but you actually wanted to make trouble. Do you really think that Sendoin is invincible?"

Jian San shouted coldly.

"No matter what, Elder Yanzun is a member of our Immortal Academy. He made a mistake and it is our Immortal Academy's responsibility to deal with it. Master Hua is so unlucky -"

"What's too great? If our Sword Sect members kill your dean, will your Immortal Academy send him back obediently and let us handle it?"

Hua Yueye's expression darkened and he shouted coldly.

"You——Hua Yueye, don't think that because you are the Immortal King now, you are lawless. You must know that under the rules of heaven, you will inevitably be controlled."

This Feng Qinghe said with a fierce expression.

"Feng Qinghe, what do you want to do? Today is the day of sacrifice for my mother-in-law. I don't want to do anything. Please go back."

Hua Yueye, who was dressed in plain clothes, suppressed her temper and said indifferently.

"There are also radical factions in the Immortal Academy. I have heard of Feng Qinghe, who is from the same group as that Yan Zun——"

The Emperor Qingmu beside him whispered to Luo Tian.

"My Lord Yan of the Immortal Academy was killed in the Sword Sect, and I just went back in despair? Doesn't Master Hua Sect Master Moyuan not take the Immortal Academy seriously?"

Feng Qinghe said in a conspiratorial tone.

"If you don't go back like this, what else are you going to do? Today is the Sword Sect's grand ceremony. It's inconvenient to do anything. My Fairy Boy, if you don't accept it, just come to me."

No one expected that this fairy boy would stand up at this moment and shouted coldly.

"You, a junior, dare to be so rude to me? I remember you. Back then, you practiced in the Immortal Academy. You can be said to be a disciple of the Immortal Academy. How dare you fight with me? How presumptuous!"

Feng Qinghe looked at Xiantong and couldn't help but said angrily.

"It is precisely because I have practiced in the Immortal Academy that I know what Elder Feng is like. I, the Immortal Boy, do not respect all the elders of the Immortal Academy. So it depends on whether it is worth it or not?"

Fairy Tong shouted coldly.

"You—bastard,"

"Feng Qinghe, please keep your mouth clean, Xiantong is my disciple of the Heaven and Earth Sect.

Son, now he is the leader of the law enforcement elders, is he the one you ordered around?"

Emperor Qingmu couldn't see it anymore and shouted loudly, although he didn't like Xiantong, after all, Xiantong was from the Heaven and Earth Sect, and he was the supreme elder. If he didn't come forward, it would be unjustifiable.

"Humph, Emperor Qingmu, don't know whether you exist or not. This is a matter between me and the Sword Sect. I advise you to stop interfering."

Feng Qinghe shouted coldly.

"The ten sects of Immortal Dao belong to the same family. The affairs of the Sword Sect are naturally the affairs of the Heaven and Earth Sect. If you want to take action, just do it. I will take care of it."

Fairy Tong just wanted to express himself.

"Can you represent the Sword Sect?"

Feng Qinghe shouted.

"Master Hua——"

Fairy boy looked at Huayue Ye.

"Be careful,"

Hua Yueyue nodded lightly. As the sect leader and the Immortal King, and the Sword Sect was on the day of its grand ceremony, it was inconvenient for him to take action.

"Okay, let me experience the strength of a junior like you,"

Feng Qinghe deliberately wanted to give Xiantong a blow.

"If I win, I invite you to perform a prostrations to the Witch Doctor Emperor. If I lose, it's up to you."

The fairy boy stood against the wind, his clothes spotless, and he said casually, but his expression was extremely solemn.

"Cut the nonsense,"

This Feng Qinghe shouted coldly, covered the sky with a big hand of energy, his magical power shone with brilliance, and the fairy boy took a picture.

"Huntian Palm!"

Xiantong snorted coldly, rolled his jade palm, and instantly enlarged it, like a heavenly sword, and cut off the big hand.

"Boom boom——"

Fairy Boy directly cut the man's big energy hand in half, and the energy dissipated.

"Boy, you have some skills. If it were not limited by the laws of heaven, I would slap you to death."

Feng Qinghe couldn't help but froze, shouted coldly, shouted loudly, his body swayed, his clothes were hunting, with him as the center, eight golden locks actually appeared.

"The Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation is Feng Qinghe's specialty. I've heard of it in the Immortal Academy, but I've never seen him use it before. It's so powerful."

Lonely Wuer said with a solemn expression.

The eight-door golden lock fills the sky with golden light, divided into eight directions, locking the opponent, and there is no escape. Once locked, the locked person will turn into blood mist, his consciousness will be detained, and he will become a lonely ghost.

Extremely domineering.

Not only the powerful ones like Emperor Qingmu and Zhu Tianwu, but also Hua Yueye looked solemn.

"This fairy boy wants to be the leader of the elite team in the future——"

Luo Tian looked at Xiantong calmly, knowing what he was thinking. He wanted to improve his luck and influence at this time. Although he was quite strong, he mainly relied on the immortal gourd in his hand.

"Eight-door golden lock? Break it for me!"

The fairy boy was located in the void, between the eight golden locks. He was not panicking. A terrifying aura circulated around his body. This aura formed a huge gourd shape behind him, which was the shadow of the fairy gourd.

Under the rules of heaven, they all knew that they could not use all their strength, so Fairy Tong was no exception. He used his divine consciousness to sacrifice the shadow of the fairy gourd to fight against the enemy, and it was the kind that cut off his divine consciousness.

"boom--"

The fairy gourd void suddenly exploded, and at the same time the eight-door golden lock array collapsed.

Two figures suddenly flew away from the void.

"Cough, cough, you actually——"

Feng Qinghe looked at Fairy Tong with piercing eyes. He seemed to have just remembered that Fairy Tong had a powerful supreme immortal weapon, the Fairy Gourd.

"Do you want to fight again?"

Fairy boy, with clear features and calm expression, asked seriously.

"Hmph, let's go,"

Feng Qinghe snorted coldly, then turned around and left with his two disciples.

"You haven't paid homage to Emperor Wu yet, do you want to leave?" Xiao Jianxian shouted coldly, which immediately made Feng Qinghe's body stiffen.

"Let them go,"

Huayueye said calmly.

"snort!"

Feng Qinghe snorted lightly and left Jianzong as if fleeing.

The festival continues.

"Fairy boy, thank you for your hard work. Are you okay?"

Hua Yueye didn't like Xiantong, but after all, he was standing up for the Sword Sect this time, so he still wanted to express his condolences.

"It's okay," Xiantong bowed and said seriously.

"Senior Brother Xiantongzi is really powerful, even the elders of Xiandaoyuan were defeated,"

"Yes, Senior Brother Xiantong is really a rare training wizard in the immortal world!"

"I think Brother Xiantong can be the leader of the next elite team,"

"Yes, Senior Brother Xiantong is now the law enforcement leader of the Tiandi Sect. It is normal to be the leader of an elite team,"

Immediately, Fairy Tong's battle attracted many disciples from powerful sects from all sides to compliment him, and the voices of praise were endless.
Chapter completed!