Mysterious mirror hanging high

"I just want to have a drink, and I'm not here to cause trouble. Why does Master Shu have to keep me at a distance?" Tang Wei laughed.

"Tsk tsk, the spiritual wine at the True Lord's banquet must be mellow in taste..." The Greedy Demon's eyes rolled around with greed in his eyes, and he was drooling.

The angry demon beside him was still furious: "I am so angry! Why are these righteous hypocrites targeting my father?"

"Hehehe...Wine is a good thing, it's better to get drunk!" The crazy demon laughed.

Yuwen Baoge was also very annoyed with this troublemaker, but seeing how oppressive his spiritual pressure was, he felt depressed: "Damn it, a perfect cultivation of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul? I'm afraid I'm no match for him..."

Jing Yu also frowned. This was a great Nascent Soul Ceremony, and it was the perfect time for Yuwen Baoge to make his debut in front of all the True Lords. Tang Wei came to disrupt the situation, and he seemed outnumbered. But if Xiao Beiyue and the others tried to drive him away, although it would be reasonable, it would still be a distraction and damage Yuwen Baoge's reputation.

But what if he were to personally face Tang Wei, a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator? Jing Yu didn't want to see the supporter he had finally tricked lose here.

While thinking, Jing Yu suddenly saw Tang Wei turn his head indifferently, glance at him, and smile at him.

"What do you mean?"

Jing Yu felt as if he were being stared at by a sinister and treacherous venomous snake. A chill ran down his spine, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. "What is this old fellow looking at?"

The next moment, the three demons of [Greed], [Anger], and [Ignorance] turned around at the same time and stared at Jing Yu with a strange smile.

"Humph!"

A golden arc of light leaped out, cutting off the three demons' sight towards Jing Yu. Yuwen Baoge said coldly, "Today is my great day. Fellow Daoist Tang, would you like to exchange some skills to pay for the wine?"

Retracting his gaze, Tang Wei smiled faintly: "Fellow Daoist Yuwen, you are serious! Today, I just came to see the prodigy of Yunchuan Territory. It turns out that his reputation is well-deserved. I can say that I am returning with great joy!"

After saying this, he took the three demons of greed, anger and ignorance and escaped into the void, disappearing without a trace.

"baffling……"

Yuwen Baoge muttered something, then sent a voice message to Jing Yu, "Xuan Jing, have you fallen victim to that old man's spell? I have a few talismans that can clear your mind and break your delusion. I'll give them to you after the Nascent Soul Ceremony..."

"Thank you for your concern, Xuan Jing is fine, but..."

Before Jing Yu finished speaking, another crack appeared in the nearby void, and the blade of a crimson spirit sword emerged from the void, followed by a small crimson baby.

"It's not over yet, right?" Yuwen Baoge raised his eyebrows, anger rising in his heart.

"Hahaha, Yuwen Baoding, who do you think I am?"

Yuwen Xiaojin, who had been keeping his head down, raised his head calmly, glanced at the fiery red Yuanying, and thought to himself:

"Huangfu Yanjun..."

This fiery red Yuanying was none other than Huangfu Yanjun, who was holding a magic sword. He landed in front of Yuwen Baoge, who was wearing golden armor, and circled around him. Suddenly, a mocking expression appeared on his face:

"It turns out to be a Western product..."

Yuwen Baoge also recognized Huangfu Yanjun at this time, and suddenly raised the golden spear in his hand and threw it out fiercely:

"Fuck you!"

Huangfu Yanjun was startled and quickly drew his sword to resist.

Yuwen Baoge used his true strength in this attack. His natal golden spear was made of all kinds of rare spiritual materials. The secret of the Yuwen family's magic weapon was extraordinary. In addition, he was blessed with the fate of [Wearing sharp weapons], so all the magic weapons in the category of sharp weapons were greatly improved. The killing power of this attack was not inferior to that of the same level of swordsmen!

But after all, it was rumored that Huangfu Yanjun was only a Four-Aperture True Lord. How could he compare to Yuwen Bao's strong foundation? He was defending hastily, and for a while, he was at a disadvantage in the clash of swords and spears.

"Puff..." A huge recoil force was transmitted from the natal magic sword, shaking Huangfu Yanjun's Yuanying Dharma image a little unstable. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of spiritual blood, and fled into the void with a look of anger. Before leaving, he did not forget to leave a cruel word:

"You despicable villain, you dared to launch a sneak attack... My father is the True Lord Pingze, and my ancestor is the Great True Lord Fenhai. You'd better avoid the eastern region of the Falling Star Sea from now on!"

"What kind of random person would come to disrupt my Nascent Soul Ceremony?"

Yuwen Baoge exhaled a breath of foul air, and the original depression in his heart was swept away. He felt refreshed and laughed heartily, "Excuse me, fellow Taoists, but when an evil guest comes to visit, I will naturally use thunderous means to deal with him!"

Upon seeing this, Jing Yu hurriedly said, "Master, with your initial Nascent Soul formation, you were able to severely injure a veteran True Lord like Yanjun with a single blow. I'm afraid you'll rarely find an opponent of your level. Since then, you've become famous throughout the world. This is truly a blessing for all the cultivators in our Yunchuan Region!"

The gap between Yuwen Baoding and Huangfu Yanjun was naturally not as big as Jing Yu said. Huangfu Yanjun was only slightly at a disadvantage just now and suffered a minor injury. After spitting out the spiritual blood, the injuries on his body were almost healed in a breath... But there were not many opportunities to disgust this Zhenjun Yanjun, so Jing Yu naturally would not miss it. He was determined to humiliate him, so he naturally said it in an exaggerated way.

"Hahaha!" Yuwen Baoge laughed with his hands on his hips, "A mere useless Nascent Soul with only four acupoints opened... I don't even take it seriously!"

The faces of all the Nascent Soul cultivators below the fourth level present darkened. Jing Yu's expression froze, and he gritted his teeth, thinking, "Damn it, I've made a mess of things... Is this idiot going to die if he doesn't speak?"

Li Suxuan nodded slightly and transmitted a message to Xiao Beiyue, "This Yuwen family's Nascent Soul descendant's fighting ability is quite good. He is indeed outstanding among the early Nascent Soul cultivators. It is indeed enough to defend a small domain like Yunchuan, which is only the size of a palm."

Xiao Beiyue also seemed very satisfied with Yuwen Baoge's fighting ability. He twirled his beard and replied, "If Su Xuan faced this True Lord Baoge, what are his chances of winning?"

Li Suxuan said lazily: "Old man Xiao underestimated me, Li Suxuan. It was just a few sword strikes..."

Xiao Beiyue shook his head: "I haven't seen you learn any of the good things from the old Pavilion Master, but you've completely copied his arrogance. Do you think you're the Little Lu Sword Immortal?"

Li Suxuan's expression straightened up, and he sat up straight in an instant, saying with a stern face, "Old man Xiao, be careful what you say. We are both in the early Nascent Soul stage. If it were Little Lu Jianxian, with such a scumbag, why would he need to use a second sword?"

Xiao Beiyue looked at the now triumphant Yuwen Baoge and tugged at his beard. "That's true. Who among the cultivators of the same level can withstand a sword strike from the Sword Immortal Lu? Back then, Gui Daoming... Ugh!"

At this time, dawn was breaking and a red sun rose from the distance. The night sky was illuminated by the bright light and quickly faded away, revealing a hazy green color.

Bathed in the golden-red sunlight, Yuwen Baoge's scales became even more dazzling.

Jing Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the rising red sun in the distance, with mixed feelings in his heart:

"The long night is finally over, Yunchuan Territory..."

"Its daybreak!"