"Hey, sister Xian'er, how do you judge the strength of your family?" Fanti said with a studious look on his face, "For example, is there anyone in there who is not easy to mess with?"
"Otherwise we are just rookies who don't know anything, and we are afraid of offending the big shots!"
When Nie Chenfeng heard the words, he also listened carefully.
When he was in the Nie clan, Nie Zhentian didn't want him to get involved in the family's affairs, and Nie's mother didn't want him to get involved in the family's intrigues and endless turmoil, so he still didn't care about the influence of the Nie clan or the four major families of the Eastern Empire.
Very understanding.
"Each big clan has more than a hundred Xuan Lao with different cultivation levels. As long as they have passed the threshold of being born a strong person, they are eligible to apply for the qualifications of family elders. Only with family approval can they be assigned to the three major strata of the family.
, that is: divided land, clan land, holy land." Zhou Xianer explained patiently.
"This branch is equivalent to a branch in your chaotic city, or a branch, but it is led and guarded by a powerful person with a one-star Xuan rank. At the same time, there are ten clans, and the holy land is based on the strength of each sect.
arranged."
"Then who is the Holy Lord that I met yesterday?" Fanti asked confused, "Does he belong to the subdivision or something?"
"He is not, he is a talented young man from the Wu clan who only appeared a month ago. A total of six such monsters and strong men appeared in the Wu clan in the past month, and so did the Chen clan, with a total of twelve." Zhou Xianer, covered with white gauze,
The little mouth opened and closed and said:
"The one Mr. Nie killed last night was ranked last, and he was called 'Yin Ren'. There were also five other saints, including 'Yin Huang', 'Yin Xuan', 'Yin Ghost', 'Yin Demon', and 'Yin King'.
Among the main-level geniuses, King Yin's strength is unfathomable. If we encounter him, with our current cultivation level, we will only die!"
"As for the Chen family, they are Zhiren, Zhihuang, etc. They just have different surnames from the Wu clan, but their overall strength is stronger than the six holy master-level geniuses of the Wu clan!" Zhou Xianer sighed.
"Is this so?" Fanti glanced at Nie Chenfeng and said to himself.
"Mr. Nie killed their Holy Lord figure 'last night', but he was able to 'seek fun and practice late'. I'm afraid he will be in trouble in the future!" Zhou Xian'er glanced at Nie Chenfeng with some deep meaning and said.
.
Nie Chenfeng blushed and felt very depressed: "Was there too much noise last night? Or was she peeping?"
Mu Zixin on the side looked at the holy gate of the Zhou clan, her eyes evasive and did not dare to look at Nie Chenfeng's looking eyes, and her jade neck turned red with embarrassment.
"Ahem, let's go. I don't care what ghosts and corpses there are. I kill ghosts when I encounter them, and I kill gods when I encounter gods!" Nie Chenfeng pushed aside the crowd and climbed up the stairs as calmly as if he was walking into his own home.
polite.
This holy land of the Zhou clan is located on the top of the "Snowflake Mountain", the highest peak in Dongzhou. The entire top of the peak seems to have been cut in half by a sharp sword, and then a vast temple was built on the other half. The holy land
Towering high into the clouds, you can see white clouds passing by from time to time, making you feel like a fairyland on earth.
"唳——"
A loud roar of cranes cut through the morning sun, seeming to tell the history of this ancient holy land.
"Hey, why is there a man dancing a sword on top of the white crane?" Fanti suddenly noticed, "What a shame, so awesome!"
Zhou Xianer frowned slightly when he heard the news and said: "By the way, Mr. Nie, Mr. Fan, when this man comes, please don't anger him. He is the tenth genius on my Zhou Clan youth ranking list, Zhou Poyun
!”
"Stop looking, we'd better leave quickly!"
After Zhou Xianer said that, she hurriedly pulled Mu Zixin and left. But at this moment, the young man in white who was "practicing swords in the clouds" cast two cold lights at the door.
Nie Chenfeng felt the chill and said in shock: "So strong! A strong man in the Golden Core Realm!"
"Hehehe, Junior Sister Xian'er is back?" A crisp but arrogant man stood with his sword in hand and said.
The man's whole body was surrounded by clouds and mist, and he had an aura of "I am the only one in heaven and on earth"!
"Eh? Who is this?" Zhou Poyun glanced at Nie Chenfeng with disdain, and then his eyes fell on the elegant and refined Mu Zixin.
"Senior Brother Poyun, you'd better go practice your sword quickly. Xian'er won't disturb you now. They are distinguished guests invited by the clan leader!" Zhou Xian'er couldn't stand Zhou Poyun's aggressive gaze, and she said with some disgust.
Hearing this, Zhou Poyun's eyes provoked Zhou Xianer's bottom line, and he looked at Zhou Xianer's slightly exposed long legs and plump breasts, and then looked at Mu Zixin and said: "Humph, Junior Sister Xianer,
The clan leader hasn’t come back yet, how can you say they were invited by the clan leader?”
Zhou Poyun looked at Nie Chenfeng, the murderous look and disdain in his eyes were clear: "A villager from the mountains and wilds dares to come to my Zhou clan?"
When Fanti heard this, he immediately became angry: "Mom, boy, who do you think is a mountain villager?"
Zhou Poyun turned around when he heard this, raised his eyebrows and said, "You dare to scold me?"
"Bang——"
Suddenly, a terrifying fist blow made the air scream.
"Ah - white-haired boy, are you making a sneak attack?" Zhou Poyun said angrily after dodging.
Zhou Poyun originally wanted to kill Fanti immediately, but was stopped by Nie Chenfeng's punch. Although he could barely dodge, he almost retreated from the ladder to a thousand-foot mountain stream!
"Hahaha, I hate this kind of dressed-up beast the most!" Nie Chenfeng said with a faint smile, and clapped his hands pretending to be nothing.
"Master Nie, let's go!" Zhou Xian'er didn't want to make the matter a big deal and was a little dissatisfied with Nie Chenfeng's reckless move.
Mu Zixin looked angrily at Zhou Poyun, who was charging towards him with his sword, and then stared at the white-haired boy beside him.
"Damn it, you all stay!" Of course Zhou Poyun didn't want to lose face in front of the two beauties Zhou Xianer and Mu Zixin, not to mention that there were mountain guards of yellow rank monks watching next to him?
His body shape changed, the mighty sword energy was filled with clouds, and the terrifying spiritual energy was filled with boundless anger, "You white-haired boy, you wretched person, go to hell!"
"Stop!" Zhou Xianer angrily shouted when she saw this scene. At the same time, with her white skirt fluttering, she had already arrived in front of Fanti and Nie Chenfeng.
"Zhou Potian, are you going to go against the wishes of the patriarch?" Zhou Xian'er shouted, the mana in his body rose and fell like a tide, and his breasts moved up and down due to shortness of breath.
"Step aside!!!"
Zhou Potian said these two words. As a genius Holy Lord, how could he tolerate others sneak attacks and damage his dignity?
"Zhou Potian!" Zhou Xianer shouted his name fiercely, the white gauze covering her face already as cold as frost.
"Hehehe, very good! Sister Xian'er, you are very good, you actually helped an outsider to deal with me! I won't let you have an easy time!" Zhou Potian suppressed the anger in his heart, and he waved it in front of Mu Zixin
Robo said, he can't go too far towards Zhou Xian'er.
"White-haired boy, this Holy Master will remember you. My name is Zhou Potian, and I will let you remember this name forever!"
"You don't deserve it." Nie Chenfeng said with a faint smile on his face.
"Hahaha, I'm not worthy?" Zhou Poyun didn't intend to give up when he heard this. Instead, he walked around Zhou Xian'er, blocked the mountain gate, pointed his sword at Nie Chenfeng's nose and cursed: "A dog-like wild man from a mountain village, actually
Say I’m not worthy?”
"boom--"
Nie Chenfeng was furious when he heard this, and the powerful aura in his body was immediately released, causing all the yellow guards around him to tremble and their faces turned ashen!
"Go away!"
He shouted coldly and took a step forward. The terrifying spatial fluctuations caused powerful sound waves to spread immediately.
"Buzz buzz..."
Thunder was exploding in everyone's ears, and it seemed that the entire Snowflake Mountain Peak was trembling, and several white clouds in the distance were exploded by Nie Chenfeng's roar.
"Well……"
Zhou Potian instantly flew ten feet away from the gate. He spit out a few mouthfuls of blood with a pale face. He looked at the white-haired man standing with his hands behind his back in shock and said tremblingly: "How is it possible? How is it possible?"
"Oh my god, who is this? How can he be so tyrannical? He sent Brother Poyun flying with just one roar?" the monks passing by inside the mountain gate said in shock.
"It's amazing. How could the Zhou clan have such a vicious person?"
"Huh? He seems to be the white-haired boy who made a big fuss that day when the leader of the Eastern Empire wanted a son-in-law!"
"Ah - that's right, he is Nie Chenfeng, it must be him, I remember!" a female monk screamed, pulling her companions beside her excitedly.
…
After a while, the mana fluctuation here attracted many monks from the clan to watch.
Zhou Xianer frowned, glanced at Nie Chenfeng, and said, "Let's go!"
"Ah - white-haired boy, I will never let you go!" Zhou Poyun said with a twisted face, but his internal organs were seriously injured.
He didn't expect that he would be defeated in one move!
Just when Zhou Xian'er wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, suddenly, an old man shouted to calm everyone's discussion, "Huh! You hurt someone, do you still want to leave?"
"Oops. His master is here!" Zhou Xianer frowned slightly.
Nie Chenfeng was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that Zhou Potian's master, who was in the middle stage of the Xuan Rank 2-star stage, would come so soon. This old man seemed to be a powerful man born in the "Sudden Enlightenment Realm", and there was even a hint of terror in his voice.
"Daohen"!
"Xian'er, what's going on? Who is this young boy?" An old man's spiritual energy turned into wings and shot over, his eyes swept over Nie Chenfeng and Fanti, and he said coldly.
"Are they the tenth elder?" Zhou Xian'er said respectfully, "That's right, they were invited by the clan leader, and they happened to meet Senior Brother Poyun at the mountain gate. Senior Brother Poyun insisted on competing with Mr. Nie in martial arts!
So just..."
"Is that so?" The tenth elder's sharp gaze swept over his disciple Zhou Poyun's face.
"This..." Zhou Poyun looked at Zhou Xian'er's face in embarrassment, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, master, the apprentice's skills are inferior to others!"
It is impossible for Zhou Poyun to say: "I wanted to flirt with my own junior sister, and then I wanted to be handsome and majestic in front of that stunningly beautiful girl, and was beaten?" After all, he was right first, and there were so many others.
Watch it!
Nie Chenfeng looked at Zhou Poyun who was trying to compromise with a smile, and was very satisfied with this answer.
"Hahaha, let's discuss?" the tenth elder said with a sinister smile, "Do you think I am a fool? This matter must be left to the Council of Elders to handle! Humph!"
"Boy, you'd better go with me!" Before he could finish speaking, the tenth elder's big withered hands grabbed Nie Chenfeng's shoulders...