"Sect Master Mu, a disciple of the sect, are there anyone stronger than Mu Feichen?"

Gu Mingqiu looked at Mu Qingxuan and said with a smile.

The four disciples of Qingyun Sect, Qi Shengjie, Sun Hua and Mu Feichen, have successively fought with Luo Fan.

Only Mu Xiuyuan was left without taking action.

Mu Xiuyuan was not personally circulated by the sect leader. It can be seen that his qualifications are lower than Sun Hua and Mu Feichen, and his strength is greater than Sun Hua, so the possibility of Mu Feichen is almost zero.

Gu Mingqiu naturally knew that when asked, it was mostly sarcastic.

"Why……!"

"Sect Master Gu, it is unexpected that the noble son of the heavens such as Luo Fan has emerged! Unexpectedly!"

"The strongest disciple of the vulgar sect is Mu Feichen. In this four sect competition, Qingyun Sect will still rank behind Xuanyang Sect."

Mu Qingxuan sighed, with a look of pain on his face.

Sixty years ago, the last four major competitions.

The disciple who won the first place in Tianji Sect was just at the late stage of the ninth level of martial arts.

Mu Feichen's strength is considered a strong man in the late stage of the ninth level of martial arts, and he is fully qualified to compete for the first place in the four major competitions of this year.

As a result... Before the four sect competitions began, they were defeated by Luo Fan of Xuanyang Sect and lost the qualification to compete for the first place.

Mu Qingxuan felt a great pity.

"hehe……!"

"Mu Feichen's strength is really good, but he just had bad luck and met Luo Fan!"

"In the competition of the four sects, if Mu Feichen can defeat the 'Wu Tong Shen' Qingyun Sect, it can be ranked second."

Gu Mingqiu smiled slightly, Qingyun Sect had already lowered his head, and stopped mocking the other party, but instead affirmed Mu Feichen's strength.

As for the "Wu Tong Shen" he mentioned, he was the most famous junior genius among the four sects of Jiangzhou.

At the age of twenty, his cultivation reached the ninth level of martial arts.

At the age of twenty-one, mid-stage of the ninth level of martial arts.

At the age of twenty-three, late stage of the ninth level of martial arts.

Now, Wu Tongshen is twenty-four years old and has long been famous in Jiangzhou. He is known as the number one martial artist in Jiangzhou.

"The Tianji Zongwu family has emerged in many talents, and there are many talents!"

"Martial God has entered the late stage of the ninth level of martial arts for nearly a year, and his strength must be extraordinary."

"Although Mu Feichen's qualifications are not inferior to him, his cultivation level is finally two levels lower. It's difficult to beat the martial arts and gods!"

"In this year's four sect competition, Qingyun Sect can only work hard to maintain the third position. Don't be at the end of the four sects, that's enough!"

Mu Qingxuan shook his head and sighed.

Mu Feichen was defeated by Luo Fan, and Qingyun Sect was destined to be out of reach of the first place, and Mu Qingxuan's ambition was greatly reduced.

Luo Fan and Mu Feichen's battle has confirmed the rankings of Xuanyang Sect and Qingyun Sect.

The next showdown between the other genius disciples of the two sects cannot shake the rankings of the two sects, and can only affect his ranking in the four sect competitions.

After Luo Fan and Mu Feichen's battle, the disciples of Xuanyang Sect became much less interested in the battle later.

The showdown between the two genius disciples of the sect ended in a simple and plain manner.

In the evening, the purple-eyed Fire Feather Eagle and the Big Black Niu returned to Xuanyang Sect.

The Qingyun Sect members left with purple-eyed fire feather eagle, looking helpless and melancholy.

After the warriors of Qingyun Sect left, the Xuanyang Sect was filled with joy.

Luo Fan's reputation rose in Xuanyang Sect.

In just over a year of entry, I have become the number one disciple of my juniors!

Everyone was shocked and shocked by Luo Fan’s growth rate!

Even the true Taoist elders of Xuanyang Sect looked at Luo Fan with admiration.

As early as in the Little Thousand World, Luo Fan had already made amazing performances and showed his strengths.

This time, the duel with the genius disciples of Qingyun Sect showed a bright light.

At this time, if you still can't see that Luo Fan's potential is infinite, he will definitely become a great man in the future, almost the same as a blind man.

Xuanyang Sect has produced such a monster and proud figure, and most of the elders of the True Tao are happy.

But some people are unhappy.

The elder of the execution hall, Fang Liming, was very unhappy.

"Brother, Luo Fan is getting more and more powerful!"

"In just over a year, his strength has reached the late stage of the ninth level of martial arts!"

"If he grows for a few more years, how will his strength grow to a point? What's wrong with that?"

"Da Chang fell in the small thousand world, but Luo Fan did not die. Da Chang was most likely dead at Luo Fan's hands."

"If Luo Fan grows up, he will definitely take revenge on our Fang family. Brother...what should we do?"

Fang Liming said to Fang Tieshan, the head of the Fang family’s residence, with a burning look on his face.

"I warned you to relax your mind and not to be entangled with a younger disciple!"

"You're so good. It's really unreasonable that you dare to instruct Fang Dachang to murder Luo Fan in the small world!"

"Now, Luo Fan is not dead, you are provoking a strong enemy. What can I do?"

Fang Tieshan said with a pale face and was angrily worried.

"Brother, you are the backbone of our Fang family. You have to think of a solution for me!"

"As long as you get rid of Luo Fan, you can get rid of all the money. Brother, how can you get rid of Luo Fan?"

Fang Liming asked.

Although he is a second-level warrior of True Dao and is thousands of times stronger than Luo Fan, he is also worried about Luo Fan's rapid growth rate.

"At this point, you still want to get rid of it."

"Luo Fan is the most genius disciple in the history of this sect. He will surely prosper in the future. Can't you think of something else?"

"Besides, the sect leader now regards Luo Fan as a treasure. He is together every day. You still want to get rid of it. Just think about it!"

"In my opinion, while Luo Fan's strength cannot threaten you, you might as well confess to him and plead for forgiveness from him..."

Fang Tieshan said, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fang Liming.

"Please forgive him? How is that possible!"

"I am a strong man of the second level of true Taoism, and I am in the position of an elder, and I will plead for forgiveness from a younger disciple?"

"Besides, Luo Fan is at most suspicious of me, and there is no real evidence!"

"If I confess to him, wouldn't I personally admit that I was the one who harmed him?"

"No, absolutely not!"

"If I admit it myself, Luo Fan lied to me now and said it's okay, and I'll kill me when I have the strength in the future?"

"And, the sect leader now regards him as a treasure. If he complains to the sect leader, how can I have a way out?"

Fang Liming said excitedly, asking him to admit his mistakes and plead with Luo Fan, that is absolutely impossible.

"Then you can do it, what else can I do?"

"I want to borrow my hand to deal with Luo Fan and tell you clearly - it's impossible!"

Fang Tieshan shouted with a cold face.

"Now the sect leader regards him as a treasure and wants to wait for him to participate in the four sect competitions."

"Luo Fan is the eighth level of martial arts, and he is still far from breaking through the true path. When these things are over, there will always be a chance!"

A ruthless look flashed in Fang Liming's eyes and said.
Chapter completed!