Immortal Martial Venerable

Gu Fei and the others had just entered the Dragon Emperor City when they were intercepted.

"Brother Gu, I haven't seen you for three hundred years, but your face is still the same as before!" said a middle-aged man with fluttering sleeves and black beard in the sky above Dragon Emperor City.

"You are... Liu Yunhe?" Gu Fei couldn't help being startled when he saw this middle-aged man, he recognized the person who came, and this person was Liu Yunhe, a disciple of Guangcheng Immortal Sect.

The current Liu Yunhe no longer has the fledgling and high-spirited look of three hundred years ago. His breath is restrained, and his whole person is like an unsheathed divine sword. Novel chapters are updated the fastest

Three hundred years have passed, and Liu Yunhe has become like the middle-aged uncle he is now. Unless he is young and enlightened, otherwise, there are very few people who can look young like Gu Fei.

Moreover, most of the monks are no longer young when they are successful in cultivation, and these monks generally maintain their appearance when they are at their peak.

"Demigod?" Liu Yunhe's cultivation could not be concealed in front of Gu Fei, and Gu Fei could see through Liu Yunhe's current strength at a glance.

"I heard people say Brother Gu, but I still don't believe it. When I saw it today, it really is true." Liu Yunhe said, now he has become very calm after going through so many things. "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

Liu Yunhe didn't show any surprise when he saw Gu Fei.

"Are we talking here?" Gu Fei looked around and said calmly, he never expected to see his old friend in Dragon Emperor City.

At this time, in the Dragon Emperor City below, many people have already spotted them, and many people are pointing and talking to them in low voices.

Maybe it's no wonder that the residents of Dragon Emperor City didn't panic when they saw someone standing in the sky above Dragon Emperor City.

"Oh! I'm sorry, brother, please come with me, brother Gu!" Liu Yunhe made a gesture of invitation as he spoke, and led the way.

"It's interesting that there are immortal gods sitting in the Dragon Emperor City!" Gu Fei murmured, as if he was talking to himself.

However, when Liu Yunhe heard it, his heart was awe-inspiring. This Gu Fei was able to sense the existence of the gods in the city. Could it be...he has already cultivated into the body of a god?

Liu Yunhe couldn't see through the cultivation of Gu Fei and others, so he couldn't help but get a little nervous.

"Brother Gu, some friends heard that you are coming,

I want to make friends with you, look..." Liu Yunhe hesitated to speak, and seemed a little embarrassed.

Hearing this, Gu Fei couldn't help but feel a little displeased. Does this Liu Yunhe want to show him off? In the Southern Wilderness, he has many opponents.

You know, back then in Dragon Emperor City, Gu Fei was able to beat the entire younger generation of the Southern Wilderness into deafness, but he offended many people.

Three hundred years have passed, and those guys still miss me? Gu Fei thought to himself.

He has already understood the current situation, the ancient forces have returned, and the forces in the entire cultivation world have been reshuffled. In the southern region, only the Southern Desolate Hundred Clans can compete with the prehistoric Zhou family.

"..." Thinking of this person, Gu Fei couldn't help shrinking his pupils. Back then, this strong man of the Qinglong clan was a good opponent.

It's a pity that when Gu Fei wanted to enter the Void Heaven Realm, he didn't fight against the strongest of the younger generation among the Southern Wilderness Hundred Clans. After three hundred years, if this green dragon didn't die, how far would it grow?

In Dragon Emperor City, in the water pavilion in the huā garden behind the city lord's mansion, there was melodious music, and there were charming dancers dancing. In the center sat a majestic middle-aged man wearing a purple gold crown and a purple boa robe. A young man, and a young man in his thirties wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

These two people sat at the top, and there were many people sitting on the left and right sides.

When Prince Nanyan came to Dragon Emperor City, Yang Yuandao, the king of the Southern Wilderness, was cleaning up the dust for the prince Yan Wuliang, and all the people present here were outstanding figures among the hundreds of tribes in the Southern Wilderness.

From the perspective of the Central Plains Dynasty, the Southern Wilderness was a barren land, and the Nanyan Dynasty could not reach it. The entire Southern Wilderness was like an independent kingdom.

On the surface, the territory of Nanhuang Wanli is the territory of Nanyan Dynasty, but everyone knows the truth inside, Nanyan Dynasty can't control Nanhuang.

The real masters of the Southern Wilderness have always been the Southern Wilderness Hundreds of Clans for thousands of years.

Yan Wuliang, the prince of Nanyan, even though he was very dissatisfied with the practice of the king of the Southern Wilderness, Yang Fengyin, still came to the Dragon Emperor City, because the recent frequent changes of the Hundred Clans of the Southern Wilderness and the Ancient Ancient Family made one of the three immortal dynasties of the Central Plains The Nanyan Dynasty felt a little uneasy.

The Southern Wilderness was already in a semi-independent state. The Southern Wilderness King had always disrespected the royal family, and the title of the king was hereditary, and the royal family was not allowed to intervene at all.

Prince Yan Wuliang was very dissatisfied with Yang Yuandao, because Yang Yuandao pretended to be deaf and dumb when he came, and did not greet him at all.

Yan Wuliang was less than 30 years old, and he was already in a great position, and he was expected to become the Emperor of the Immortal Dynasty. With such treatment, how could he not remain angry.

However, for the past few days, he has been reticent. He has already had contact with some big forces in the city. Today, it is not so much that the king of the Southern Wilderness Yang Yuandao invited Yan Wuliang to a banquet, it is better to say that Yan Wuliang borrowed Yang Yuandao's place to make friends with all the tribes in the Southern Wilderness , to show friendliness.

Even though these families are powerful and handy, they still belong to the people of the Great Yan Dynasty in name, so they will definitely actively invite the young children of the family to attend, but they are not afraid of offending the Southern Wilderness King Yang Yuandao because of this.

It was a small, private gathering, but it was indeed attended by some elite figures from the younger generation of big families.

"Why haven't the people from the Guangcheng Immortal Sect arrived yet?" Yan Wuliang asked a white-clothed young man who was subordinate to him. This person was surprisingly Zhou Haoyang, the descendant of the Zhou family who had been severely repaired by Gu Fei's disciple Gu Zhong in Wudi. .

This guy only has the cultivation base of Yuxu's peak realm. Anyone here is better than him, but he can sit on Yan Wuliang's hands, which makes everyone in the room a little disdainful.

"Your Highness, don't be impatient. Liu Yunhe said he was going to invite some friends, and he should be here soon." Zhou Haoyang said, the Zhou family is an ancient family, although everyone dismisses Zhou Haoyang, but Zhou Haoyang has a big brother who makes everyone in the room afraid .

"Hmph! Could it be some god-level figures who have just entered the Dragon Emperor City? What is he, Liu Yunhe, able to hire such a figure?" A middle-aged man with a hunched back, a thin face, and a sallow complexion, who seemed to be malnourished said the man.

The man sat there with his back arched like he was carrying a large turtle shell.

"The person he invited is incredible. I heard that this person had beaten all the young outstanding figures of the Southern Wilderness Hundred Clans into deafness three hundred years ago. I don't know if there is such a thing." Zhou Haoyang looked lazily at the yellow-faced middle-aged man with a pointed head and narrow forehead and said.

"what……"

All the outstanding figures in the Southern Wilderness present were immediately moved when they heard the words, especially a man in green who was sitting under the hands of the Southern Wilderness King Yang Yuandao.

"It's that person?"

"Isn't he missing?"

"There are rumors that he is dead!"

All the people of the Southern Wilderness were all moved, and the yellow-faced middle-aged man who looked like he was carrying a turtle shell was even more excited and stood up abruptly.

"Gu Fei, you didn't die, haha, that's great!" The yellow-faced middle-aged man was hunchbacked and thin, but at this moment, there was a powerful aura emanating from him, like a giant head of the wild. The beast came out of its slumber.

The singing and dancing singers in the water pavilion immediately fell to the ground in fright, trembling all over. This powerful aura made these mortals terrified.

"Guiteng, don't act rashly!" the man in green said in a deep voice.

"Qinglong, I can't wait!" The middle-aged man named Gui Teng disappeared directly into the water pavilion.

"Your Highness, I, Qinglong, am very satisfied with your surprise!" The man in Tsing Yi also stood up, then walked out of the waterside pavilion and soared into the sky.

"Hmph, Gu Fei, you still dare to come to the Southern Wilderness. This time, I, Feng Qiwu, will trample you under my feet." A beautiful figure surrounded by anger also walked out of the waterside pavilion and rushed to the sky. .

Seeing the elites of the Southern Wilderness Hundred Clans leave one after another, Yan Wuliang smiled, but the expression on the face of the Southern Wilderness King Yang Yuandao was not good.

These people don't need to give the King of the Southern Wilderness any face at all, and they don't have any scruples as they walk.

"My lord, it seems that your relationship with the Southern Wilderness Hundred Clans is not very good!" Yan Wuliang said, if the Southern Wilderness Hundred Clans don't support you, you are nothing, Yan Wuliang thought to himself.

"Huh!" Yang Yuandao, the king of the Southern Wilderness, flicked his sleeves, left his seat, and walked out of the waterside pavilion.

"Let's go out and have a look too!" Yan Wuliang raised his head and drank the fine wine in the glass, then stood up and walked out of the water pavilion.

Zhou Haoyang quickly followed behind Yan Wuliang.

At this time, above the high sky outside the city lord's mansion, Gu Fei and his party were intercepted again.

"Guiteng, it's you?" Gu Fei was very surprised when he saw the hunchbacked middle-aged man in front of him. That person was Gui Teng, an outstanding figure of the Xuanwu clan who fought with him all the time and was finally defeated by his subordinates.

"This guy has the aura of Xuanwu, a divine beast!" After Hei Tian saw Gui Teng, his eyes couldn't help but glow brightly.

"Gu Fei, dare to fight!" Gui Teng was defeated by Gu Fei back then. Three hundred years later, he cultivated into the Xuanwu True Body. down.

"Fight then fight!" Gu Fei said calmly.

"call!"

Gui Teng didn't speak any more, and directly punched forward with a punch. The violent force squeezed the air, and a strong wind appeared out of thin air. The void in front of the fist would collapse and shatter due to this force. Same.

"call!"

Gu Fei also punched out with one punch, without any flair.

, Both of them are very straightforward, without too much words, meeting a good opponent, directly competing, is better than wasting tongues.

Gui Teng's right fist collided with Gu Fei's fist, making a loud bang, and then, Gui Teng was shaken back four or five steps, his expression changed again and again.