The cold and arrogant boy before, after hearing the sarcasm of the woman from the Huashan Sect at this time, his eyes suddenly became murderous.

In this world, among the human monks, the Huashan Sect can be regarded as a major sect with hundreds of years of supreme inheritance. Often ordinary monks offend people from the Huashan Sect. Even the giant Taoist genocide, Zhengyi Dao Alliance, rarely do they become enemies.

"My little master, forget it. We can't afford to provoke you in Huashan Sect." Behind the cold and arrogant boy, a man who looked like his follower whispered to his ear.

Su Yang was more sensitive to capture this kind of voice, and he could hear it in his ears.

"Hmph!" The cold young man snorted coldly, then took a step: "No matter what, I discovered the golden treasure liquid of this tree demon first. It should be ours."

"I saw it first and it was yours? There were so many people present and so many beautiful sisters in the Huashan Sect. You also saw it. Is it yours?" Someone in the Zhengyi Dao League shouted in dissatisfaction.

While the people were arguing with each other, they did not even think of Su Yang in sight. They all looked arrogant and looked at the treasure liquid left by the tree demon from a high place.

It was as if the treasure liquid had become their own belongings, it was no wonder that all of these people were the best among the younger generation from certain major sects.

Of course, there are many people who think highly of themselves. Su Yang used up his magic power at this time, and his robe was broken in the fight just now. Only a pair of worn-out Ten-Strait shoes remained intact, which confirmed that he was also a Taoist priest.

In addition, just like the ordinary children in rural fields, because they had just exhausted all their magic power, they seemed a little ordinary at this time.

"These people seem to be using me as air." Su Yang had no choice but to hold his forehead and said to Yan Chixia beside him.

"They are all right people. At present, we should try our best to be consistent with the outside world, and it is better to not have conflicts." Yan Chixia said.

Su Yang shook his head helplessly, because these so-called guys are the decent people mentioned by the hero Yan.

Su Yang endured it and didn't take action.

Otherwise, he would have gone up and killed the black-haired boy who had just wanted to kill him.

Are these people easy to bully?

"Everyone, everyone, I am Yan Chixia, a third-generation disciple from Kunlun Mountain. I heard the revival of the Demon Sect while traveling around the world. Please listen to me. We are all righteous children of the righteous sects? We should not kill each other because of a little friction."

"We should find a way? To be consistent with the outside world."

Yan Chixia's words are naturally powerful.

but--

Who will pay attention to him?

"A man in the right way? The Demon Sect? Old guy? You are scared and confused, right? Are you talking nonsense? The Demon Sect is something from hundreds of years ago." Someone sarcastically said.

Even the black-haired boy before, he looked a little arrogant and disdainful. After Yan Chixia spoke, he put his attention back to Su Yang.

"Give it? I'll just say it once, don't force me to take action." He ignored Yan Chixia's meaning at all, and directly looked arrogant towards Su Yang.

Although the aura that Su Yang had just shown was obviously already in the foundation-building stage cultivation level.

But in the process of fighting with the century-old tree demons? Naturally, he consumed a lot of essence.

What's more? Among them, many of them have cultivation levels above the foundation-building stage.

Therefore, how could it be that a mere injured monk who had just entered the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Period?

After hearing this, Su Yang couldn't help frowning, and the other party repeatedly asked him.

What is the so-called righteous person? What should he look like?

Besides, what do these people think of him?

Do whatever he wants?

What about the dough that can be kneaded?

"Do you just go over it? Who do you think you are?" Su Yang snorted coldly.

Su Yang's words just said? Naturally, it made the other person stunned, especially the black-haired boy? At this time, his eyes were even more angry. He had already regarded him as an ant that could be kneaded at will.

At this moment? A ants in his eyes dared to challenge him, how could he not be angry?

"Oh my God, he actually dared to challenge the black-haired boy. As far as I know, he is the new young supreme among the eight new generations of sects, a young genius figure, and even realized the inheritance left by a man of the Great Demons during his lifetime."

"Oh my God, is he afraid of his life? He is just a young monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage. What do he think of him? Is that young genius in Kunlun Mountain, the most popular Wang Wen?"

"Yes, I heard that the fifth generation disciple of Kunlun Mountain has produced a Wang Wen, who is very powerful. If he comes out, he can still play against this black-haired boy, but this one..."

The onlookers naturally talked about it in words and ridiculed Su Yang mercilessly.

Some people are naturally sarcastic.

When they saw Yan Chixia seemingly protecting Su Yang next to Su Yang, they already thought that Su Yang was an unknown person who was the fifth generation disciple in Kunlun Mountain.

And just now, there were waves of shaking in the forest.

A breath gradually came here.

"Oh my God, my God, he is actually the fifth generation disciple of Kunlun Mountain. Look, that elegant and easy-going person, is he the young supreme Wang Wen from Kunlun Mountain?"

As this aura gradually came.

A group of young children wearing the same blue gown slowly came toward this place with swords.

Especially the leader, his black hair was scattered to his shoulders, he was wearing a blue shirt, and a three-foot Qingfeng long sword floating in front of him. He had a heroic appearance, sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, and elegant temperament.

Wang Wen!

The new generation of young Tianzun, the fifth generation of disciples in Kunlun Mountain.

It is equally matched with the fifth generation of young Heavenly Venerables among the eight righteous sects.

He even took the lead at the sword meeting of the Eight Sects held by the Zhengdao Alliance three years ago, surpassing all the heroes. Since then, he has become famous in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, he would come here too.

"Oh my God, my God, the Supreme One has been here for so many years. Is it really the Demon Cult that has revived?"

"Oh my God, will the young geniuses of the eight major sects come here?"

"Oh my God, Brother Wang Wen is so handsome."

"I'm going to die..."

"Wang Wen? Are you here to compete for this treasure liquid too?" The black-haired boy with high self-esteem gradually paid attention to Wang Wen at this time, and said with a hint of caution in his expression.

Who would have thought that Wang Wen didn't even care about him.
Chapter completed!