Chapter 4379 Chief Disciple

"How is it possible? He can only dodge and doesn't even have the courage to fight us head-on." When Lan Che heard the young man in white say that they were no match for Tang Shisan, he immediately refused to accept it and argued directly.

"Stinky girl, if I had fought you head-on, you would have been two corpses long ago." Tang Shisan glanced at Lan Qing Lan Che and couldn't help but smile, feeling a little speechless.

"You..." Lan Che's beautiful eyes trembled, her face turned red, and she was speechless.

Tang Shisan simply looked away and ignored them.

The young man in white looked much calmer at this time, and his attitude was more cautious than before. He looked at Nie Tiandao and said, "I am Wen Lun, the chief disciple of the Fengtian Ming Sect. What do you call them?"

"My name is Nie Tian, ​​and his name is Tang Shisan." Nie Tian nodded slightly and smiled calmly.

It turns out that this man's name is Wen Lun, and he is the chief disciple of the Fengtian Ming Sect. No wonder his talent is so strong.

If Wen Lun had this attitude from the beginning, the scene just now would not have happened.

"You two came to Fengtian Mingzong, are you really participating in the selection?" Wen Lun was silent for a while, and then asked seriously.

How could he not see that neither Nie Tian nor Tang Shisan was as talented as him.

Such an amazing and talented person will be vigorously cultivated even among the top powers in the Holy World.

How could they fall in love with the little Fengtian Ming Sect?

Although Wen Lun did not want to maliciously speculate on others, he still had to find out the intentions of Nie Tian and Tang Shisan.

As the chief disciple of the Fengtian Ming Sect, he does not allow anyone who threatens the sect to exist.

"The main purpose of our coming to Fengtian Mingzong this time is indeed not to participate in the selection." Nie Tian thought for a moment and said, "But I can assure you that we have no ill intentions towards Fengtian Mingzong. Moreover, if nothing else happens, You will soon know my identity."

Wen Lun stared at Nie Tian for a long time, then nodded and said, "I believe your words for the time being, but if you really threaten the Fengtian Fate Sect, I will definitely not let you go! I, Wen Lun, as the Fengtian Fate Sect, The chief disciple of the sect will defend the sect to the death!”

"Yeah." Nie Tian nodded, suddenly feeling that Wen Lun was a bit cute, and couldn't help but smile: "Maybe we will become friends in the future."

"I hope we don't become enemies!" Wen Lun responded coldly, then turned around and left with Lan Qing Lan Che.

"This guy named Wen Lun is a bit interesting." Tang Shisan looked at the backs of Wen Lun and the others and said with a smile.

Nie Tian nodded and smiled, also thinking that Wen Lun was a malleable talent.

Although this chief disciple of the Fengtian Ming Sect is a bit strict, he has his own perseverance, and he is not a fool. At least he knows how to advance and retreat, and he is indeed pretty good.

Wen Lun's two maids are also very good, especially when they work together, they are enough to pose a threat to the average Tianwu Saint Ancestor.

It's just that this time they were unlucky, facing a weirdo like Tang Shisan.

Looking at it this way, Fengtian Mingzong still has some talents.

"Tang Shisan, did you see anything in the stone statue?" At this time, Nie Tian suddenly remembered the scene where Tang Shisan was looking at the stone statue in a daze and asked.

"I can feel that the runes carved on this stone statue contain extremely powerful power." Tang Shisan stared at the stone statue again, frowning, with a somewhat confused look on his face, and said, "Just now I used the ghost eyes to After some research, it seems that the power of the stone statue's runes stimulates the underworld seeds."

"You can already sense the existence of Huangquan seeds?" Nie Tian's face changed and he asked in surprise.

Tang Shisan couldn't sense the Underworld Seed before, but he could sense it now, which undoubtedly showed that the Underworld Seed had become stronger.

"Yes." Tang Shisan nodded slightly and said, "Nie Tian, ​​I think this stone statue rune may help me control the underworld seeds."

Nie Tian frowned, his face not pretty.

This stone statue talisman is the fate talisman from a long time ago. There is no doubt about the power contained in it.

But this talisman has long been integrated with the stone statue, and even if it is very powerful, it cannot be used.

Not to mention Nie Tian and Tang Shisan, even the little fat cat couldn't remove the fate talisman from the stone statue.

Tang Shisan saw that Nie Tian didn't speak, so he didn't say anything more.

Although he felt that the stone statue runes were weird, he knew in his heart that the underworld seeds could not be suppressed easily.

The Doomsday Twelve are the prophesied annihilators in the underworld. They have experienced twelve rebirths before, which shows how terrifying the underworld seeds are.

However, Tang Shisan was not disappointed. He was not a mediocre person, and his identity was recognized by the Shura clan as the Holy Demon Blood Lord. How could he be taken away from him at will?

"Perhaps Leng Shuang Wuchen can find a way." Nie Tian did not think much about the stone statue. Instead, he felt that Leng Shuang Wuchen had some possibility of helping Tang Shisan.

"Nie Tian, ​​let's look around again." Tang Shisan looked very optimistic, smiled lightly, and walked towards the other peak gate.

Nie Tian followed immediately, and the two of them wandered aimlessly, not in a hurry.

After a while, Nie Tian suddenly discovered that many people around him were moving in the same direction, as if something was happening there.

"Brother, please ask, what happened over there?" Nie Tian stopped someone and asked directly.

"Don't you know? The warriors of Guiya Sect came to provoke and injured dozens of disciples of the sect." The man glanced at Nie Tian, ​​said something hastily, and then walked over quickly.

"Ghost Cliff Sect is provoking?" Nie Tian frowned, his face suddenly darkened.

It seems that he, the Fenghuang, came at the right time. Not only did he encounter the selection of disciples of his own sect, but he also encountered the provocation of an outside sect.

"Let's go and take a look." Tang Shisan's eyes couldn't help but warm up, and he laughed, looking very excited.

The two of them followed the crowd and soon came to the square outside a peak gate.

At this time, a fierce battle was going on in the sky.

Two warriors stood in the air.

One of them was wearing green clothes, and he was a disciple of Fengtian Ming Sect.

The other one, wearing black clothes, had a ghost mask on his face, with green face and fangs, and looked extremely fierce. He was a disciple of Ghost Cliff Sect.

"Bang!" At this moment, the two figures moved at the same time. After a muffled sound, a figure flew backwards, drawing a bloody track in the air.

Everyone's eyes trembled violently, and they immediately saw clearly that the figure flying backwards was a disciple of Fengtian Ming Sect.

"You... poof!" The disciple managed to stabilize himself in the air, looked up at the ghost-faced warrior, and just as he was about to say something, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face as pale as paper, bloodless.

"Hmph. Are all the warriors of Fengtian Fate Sect useless? Not even one of them can fight!" The ghost-faced warrior smiled coldly, arrogantly, and swept his contemptuous eyes over everyone, saying loudly: "If that's the case, why don't you change the name of Fengtian Fate Sect to the Waste Fate Sect? Hahaha!"