Immortal Martial Venerable

Some people underestimated the masters in the Central Plains. Gu Fei was immediately attracted by the crazy words outside. He already knew from Chutian that there were many people from the Central Plains on the 500th birthday of the lord of the Red Moon City this time. People also come to join in the fun. /

Although it is the world of demonic forces, it is facing a problem that cannot be ignored, nor can it be ignored. In this endless wild land, there are not many useful cultivation resources.

As a result, the business groups in the Central Plains became the guests of the nine major forces in the Extreme Northern Demon Territory. w Novel chapters are updated the fastest

Merchants are chasing profits, and the Extreme North Demon Territory, which lacks resources, is undoubtedly a huge market in the eyes of businessmen, which is why Chutian appears here.

However, the Rising Sun Merchant Group is not the only one who can carry out business in the Far North Demon Territory.

It is certainly not an ordinary person who can enter the Extreme North Demon Realm, just like Chu Tian, ​​who is accompanied by Mr. Ning, this Mr. Ning, even Gu Fei can't figure out his reality.

Therefore, those people from the Central Plains who came to Red Moon City, there are indeed many masters, and among them, there are many young masters who have come out to practice. w "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

"There is really no one in the Central Plains, hey! It seems that our magic way should be prosperous!"

"Hehe! Not bad, I heard that Dongli Potian of King City used a blood-melting knife a few months ago to completely defeat the so-called outstanding successors of the younger generation of the Three Daomen. It is really satisfying!"

"Dongli Potian of the Monarch City, isn't that the descendant of the Six Paths Demon Palace?"

"Is there anyone else who is not him, King City, and the second Dongli Potian?"

Outside the private room, the young man by the window was talking and laughing contemptuously, and all he said were words that belittled the cultivators of the Central Plains. Gu Fei felt that there was a powerful aura in the few private rooms, as if the few outside The young man's words have already made some people unhappy.

Hearing this, Gu Fei couldn't help but think back to those demonic people he met in Yunmeng Mountain when he went down the mountain. Are those people the outstanding successors of the Six Paths Demon Palace?

The strength of those people seems to be good, but if you talk about the outstanding successors of the younger generation of the Three Daomen, it is an exaggeration. Those guys outside seem to want to anger the Central Plains monks upstairs by bragging so much!

In a moment of thought, Gu Fei had already guessed the intentions of these people.

"Dongli Potian, it seems that he is not the strongest among our younger generation of demons! Even he beat the heirs of the three great gates to the ground,

The Central Plains is really in decline! "

"Who said no, haha..."

The disciples of those aristocratic families in Red Moon City pointed their finger at the cultivators from the Central Plains, and kept looking at those private rooms. They seemed to come here specifically to find fault.

"Hmph! Who is farting? It stinks!" In one of the private rooms, someone said so, obviously someone couldn't see it and was about to show up.

"Why, did our brothers say something wrong? If you are not convinced, just let the horse come over, don't hide in it." A child of an aristocratic family shouted contemptuously to Yajian who had spoken.

These young people are all descendants of several families in Hongyue City. Not all of them are ignorant people. People with discerning eyes have already seen that these people deliberately want to anger the Central Plains monks upstairs. They wish someone would stand up.

As soon as the son of the aristocratic family finished speaking, there was a sound of "Shua!", and the door of the private room was pulled open, and a young man walked out of the private room with big strides.

"Dong Qi learns with a single sword!" The young man who came out of the private room swung his right hand forward, and a sharp saber aura immediately pierced through the air, slashing towards the children of the Hongyue City family.

"Hmph! The light of the firefly dares to compete with the bright moon?" While talking, a young man from a noble family just sat like that and didn't stand up. He waved his hand lightly, and there was a soft "嗤!" , a black light shot out from his fingertips, piercing through the young man's head in an instant.

In just an instant, the young man named Dudao fell to the ground, a finger-sized black hole appeared on his forehead, and not a single drop of blood flowed out, as if he had been burned by fire.

Piercing the head, shattering the primordial spirit, and dispersing the soul, this method of death is the most thorough. People upstairs who saw this scene couldn't help but gasp.

However, the people who were able to go up to the eighth floor were not ordinary people. Not only did no one leave when they saw someone being killed, some people even watched this scene with great interest.

The children of those aristocratic families were even more unscrupulous.

The shopkeeper of Hongyuelou seems to have known the identities of these people for a long time, and did not send anyone to inquire at all. He just saw two guys coming in a hurry and silently carried away the young man who was shot dead.

"Why did you run out without the ability? Isn't that it?" The young man named Zhao Mu said with a look of disdain, and then continued to chat and laugh with his companions as if nothing had happened.

"Zhao Mu, your poking magic finger has improved again. With such skill, I'm afraid it's almost the same as Dongli Potian in the King's City. Young masters who swept the Central Plains, Nanhuang and other places are enough."

Those young people were talking and laughing happily, as if nothing had happened at all.

"Don't you think you are too ruthless?" At this moment, such words came out from the private room where the Eastern Qi cultivator named Dudao came out.

"It was he who made the first move. This is obvious to all. You can't blame me!" Zhao Mu shrugged and said relaxedly. Killing a person is nothing to him.

The survival rules of the Demon Dao are more cruel than those in the Central Plains. In the Extreme Northern Demon Territory, how many monks of the Demon Dao have never had blood on their hands? I'm afraid not even one.

At this time, a young man came out of the private room, and behind him was a middle-aged man with a dull expression. I saw that this young man who walked out of the private room was black and fat, but he was neither short nor tall, giving the impression of a kind and fat man.

"Huh? Fatty Ling, so it's you!" When Zhao Mu saw this young man, he couldn't help being a little surprised. Obviously, the other party was an acquaintance.

"People from the Haotian Merchant Group?" The children from the aristocratic family who were at the same table with Zhao Mu were also surprised. This Fatty Ling is a well-known guy who hides his sword behind his smile!

What happened outside the private room was in Gu Fei's ears. When he heard the words "Haotian Merchant Group", he couldn't help being startled.

The Haotian Merchant Group, whose surname is Ling, is there someone who can't do it? Gu Fei couldn't help frowning.

"Du Dao is a good bodyguard, what a pity!" The black and fat Fatty Ling shook his head and said, "Zhao Mu, you made me want to recruit bodyguards again!"

"Fatty Ling, if your so-called masters in the Central Plains are like your bodyguards, then you don't need to hire them. I'll just arrange someone to protect you! Haha..." Zhao Mu laughed wantonly.

The middle-aged man with a dull expression behind Fatty Ling, after hearing Zhao Mu's words, two cold lights that were as sharp as blades suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he glanced at Zhao Mu.

"Hmph!" Not to be outdone, Zhao Mu met the cold gaze of the middle-aged man.

"Let's go!" Fatty Ling's black face became even darker, but he finally endured it and led the middle-aged man directly downstairs. A hero does not suffer from immediate losses, this is the opponent's territory after all.

"You may be able to rule the roost in the Central Plains, but when you come to Red Moon City, even a dragon will be coiled up for me, and a tiger will be coiled up for me." Zhao Mu glanced at the few private rooms that were not open, and said proudly.

His words were meant for the people in the private room to hear.

When Zhao Mu said this, many people on the eighth floor changed color. Outside the private room, there were naturally monks from Zhongyuan.

"They are so crazy, they really think that they are in the world." In the private room, Chu Tian looked at Gu Fei and said angrily. He is also a monk, and also a monk from the Central Plains.

Being so underestimated and belittled by others, Chu Tian was also angry, but he was very clear about his own strength, he was no match for those people outside, if he went out, he would end up worse than that man named Du Dao How many.

Gu Fei shook his head, smiled and said: "These people are really strong, and we don't have to pay attention to what they make trouble with them."

"Can you bear this?" Chu Tian said, thinking very much.

The children of the aristocratic families in the Red Moon City outside, who ruthlessly mocked and belittled the monks from the Central Plains, sneered at the private rooms on the eighth floor intentionally or unintentionally.

The cynicism made many people present angry, but there was nothing they could do. Not to mention that the cultivation base of these few people is really extraordinary, even the power behind them is not something ordinary people can afford.

After all, this is their turf. Most people have scruples about the so-called strong dragon not overpowering local snakes, and they don't want to offend the children of these aristocratic families.

"In my eyes, these people are just a bunch of ignorant second-generation ancestors!" Gu Fei picked up the teapot as if nothing had happened, filled the cup, and then imitated Mr. Naning, and slowly tasted it.

"Bang!" Someone outside slapped the table heavily, and then heard Zhao Mu's voice shouting: "The people inside come out for me, who do you think is the second generation ancestor!"

Hearing this, Gu Fei couldn't help frowning, put down the teacup in his hand, and made Zhao Mu outside hear what he said in such a low voice. This person really has some skills, at least his hearing is better than Others are great.

"Hey!" Chu Tian looked at Gu Fei with great interest.

At this time, even Mr. Ning, who was sipping tea leisurely in the private room without making a sound, put down the white jade teacup in his hand and looked at Gu Fei.

"Hmph! Another cowardly fellow. It seems that the Central Plains, Southern Wilderness and other places have really fallen!" Zhao Mu's insolent voice came in again from outside.

"It's all for this sake, can you still bear it?" Chu Tian leaned on the seat, looking at Gu Fei meaningfully, with a faint smile on his face.

"Hey! Even if you want to keep a low profile!" Gu Fei rubbed his nose, smiled wryly, then stood up, opened the door of the private room, and walked out.