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If this other courtyard has a ranking number, it will inevitably become a dispute between the sects.

It is estimated that Lin Mo's No. [-] courtyard has been targeted by many people.

Chapter 323

With a creak, Yan Zhao opened the courtyard door, walked out with a cold face, and then closed the courtyard door again.

He didn't want outside affairs to affect Lin Mo's reading mood.

"Boy, who are you!"

Among the crowd in front of the door, a young man with a fair complexion who was holding a folding fan opened his mouth.

There was a bit of arrogance on his fair face, which seemed a bit like a playboy.

Yan Zhao frowned slightly, but said, "Who are you?"

The young man smiled and said, "You don't even know me, where did you come from?"

"But since you are good, I will tell you kindly that I am Zhao Junming, the young lord of the Fengtian Sect."

"What's the matter knocking on the door?" Yan Zhaoke asked.

Zhao Junming was very upset when he saw that Yan Zhao didn't respond after he signed up.

"Boy, how can you know about my son, go and call out your sect elders."

"Che..." Yan Zhao gave him a disdainful look, and said, "This is not a place for you to run wild, just roll away as far as you can."

"Boy, what did you say?"

When Zhao Junming heard the words, his heart was full of anger, and he looked at Yan Zhao with a gloomy expression.

Yan Zhao was also very angry in his heart, and said bluntly: "I said this is not a place for you to run wild, so get out."

Don't look at Yan Zhao being beaten by Lin Mo often, just think he is a humble boy.

The seven-rank official in front of the prime minister's gate.

As Lin Mo's close servant, in the Great Xia Dynasty, most important officials would be polite when they met him.

This kid is also a very proud man,

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Zhao Junming looked at him coldly, with the intention of making a move.

Yan Zhao did not show weakness, stared at him with bright eyes, and said, "It's up to you!"

Seeing that the two of them stood up, the people around were also watching the excitement and it was no big deal.

"Zhao Junming, this kid is so ignorant, if I were to tell him a lesson." A young man in leather armor and holding a long knife laughed and said.

"That's right, if you dare not give face to the Young Master of Fengtian Sect, you should teach him a lesson."

"Haha, Zhao Junming, your face is worthless!"

Some were mocking, some were provocative, as if they all hoped that Zhao Junming and Yan Zhao could make some noise.

When Zhao Junming heard this, his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

"Boy, I will give you another chance to kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise I will make you look good today."

Yan Zhao looked around and knew that these guys came here to find fault with them because they saw that they lived in the No. [-] courtyard.

Usually this other courtyard doesn't mean anything, but now it has a special meaning.

The strongest sect other than the four major sects of Jiufuyu.

Although this meaning is a bit far-fetched, there are always some people who will care about it in their brains.

"It seems that it is impossible not to do anything, otherwise these people will definitely not let it go." Yan Zhao thought to himself.

He decided to make an example to others.

"Get out, I don't care if you are the Fengtian sect or the land sect, if you don't get out, don't leave me alone."

When Zhao Junming heard this, his gloomy face turned red.

The anger in my heart was churning.

He can still accept not giving him face, but he can't stand humiliating Feng Tianzong anymore.

"What are you looking at? Give it to me, kill this kid!"

Zhao Junming was out of breath, and roared angrily as he looked at his fellow students next to him.

Clang!

Immediately, more than a dozen disciples who were with him drew out their weapons and rushed towards Yan Zhao one after another.

The corners of Yan Zhao's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile very similar to Lin Mo's.

I don't know if he has been with Lin Mo for too long, he has a lot of Lin Mo's habits.

Seeing that the sword was about to fall on him, the crowd suddenly calmed down, and they all looked at this scene with half-smiles.

Zhao Junming had a ferocious expression on his face.

Suddenly, a bright golden light emerged from Yan Zhao's body, making everyone close their eyes involuntarily.

bang bang

Then there was a collision sound.

When everyone opened their eyes again, all the disciples of Feng Tianzong flew upside down and fell to the ground fiercely.

"You!" Zhao Junming's face changed drastically, and he pointed at Yan Zhao angrily.

Yan Zhao looked at him with a sneer, and said, "If you dare to provoke me, I think you are ready to die."

With a flip of the palm, the light gathered, and the three-foot lightsaber pointed directly at Zhao Junming's throat.

"Wow!"

This time the crowd was in an uproar.

Although Fengtianzong cannot be compared with the four major sects, it is also one of the great sects in the Jiufu domain, and its strength should not be underestimated.

But at this moment, this boy of unknown origin was going to kill Zhao Junming, which shocked them a little.

In the distance, on a small building, three middle-aged men were watching this scene with amusement.

"It's interesting, now I want to see how Feng Tianzong ends." One of the burly middle-aged people laughed.

"Hehe, I'm more interested in the people who live in the No. [-] courtyard." Another person laughed.

"Being able to be arranged by Jianzong in the No. [-] courtyard must have a special background, hahaha, this is a good show to watch."

The three of you said one sentence to another, and the tone was full of enthusiasm.

"Want to kill me? It's up to you!"

Zhao Mingjun gritted his teeth and roared.

At the same time, runes emerged from his body.

As the young suzerain of Fengtianzong, he is not a waste wood.

Fu Wang's level of cultivation is his arrogant support.

"Seal the formation, forbidden spirit!"

The runes floated around Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao frowned slightly, he couldn't feel the aura between heaven and earth.

"Is this the sealing formation? It's amazing!"

For warriors and spiritual masters at the master level and the earth king level, the spiritual power between heaven and earth is an indispensable thing.

Spiritualists, in particular, are best at using the spiritual power between heaven and earth.

However, Yan Zhao is not an ordinary spiritualist. He practiced the five thunders and rectified the law, and possessed the ability of the shining fruit.

"Boy, you didn't stop my Forbidden Spirit Formation, hahaha"

After setting up the Forbidden Spirit Formation, Zhao Mingjun was overjoyed, and returned to his previous arrogant appearance.

"Death to me!"

He raised his right arm violently, and a large number of runes shone with dim light around his arm.

A crimson light burst out from his palm like a sharp arrow.

Yan Zhao waved the lightsaber in his hand, blocking Zhao Mingjun's attack.

Zhao Mingjun was stunned, his eyes fixed on the lightsaber in his hand.

"Why can you still use spiritual power in the forbidden spirit formation?" He asked in amazement.

Yan Zhao ignored him, and rushed forward, the lightsaber in his hand pierced into Zhao Mingjun's chest in an instant.

"You, you..." Zhao Mingjun looked down at the lightsaber stuck in his chest, his whole body was not well.

Until now, he couldn't believe that Yan Zhao actually dared to kill himself.

There was a cold smile on Yan Zhao's face, and a little golden light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly pulled out the lightsaber.

The golden lightsaber was as bright as before, without any blood stains.

"what"

Zhao Mingjun screamed incessantly, and then lay straight on the ground, staring blankly at the blue sky.

I'm dying!

I'm dying!

I'm dying!

There was a slight murmur in his mouth, and his heart was full of fear of death.

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Yan Zhao looked down at him and smiled disdainfully.

This sword could not kill Zhao Mingjun, at most it pierced through the lung, but it can still be rescued.

When the surrounding people watched this scene, their faces changed drastically.

"It's going to happen!"

Zhao Mingjun was killed, Feng Tianzong would definitely not let it go, and it is not known what kind of turmoil it will cause.

At this moment, a tyrannical aura suddenly erupted not far away.

The breath is dense like thunderclouds, covering the sky and covering the earth, as if it has the meaning of urging the city to destroy the world.

"Death to the old man!"

A short and thin old man soared into the air, and then came towards Yan Zhao intimidatingly.

Yan Zhao's pupils condensed, and his heart was shocked.

"Charm Emperor Realm!"

Before he had time to think about it, Yan Zhao bit his thumb and pressed it to the ground.

"Spirituality!"

There was a soft bang, and white smoke rose.

Seeing this, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, held a feather fan in his hand, and slammed it fiercely.

The gust of wind is like a sharp blade, making a sharp sound of piercing through the air, shooting rapidly into the smoke.

Ding Ding Ding

A series of sounds sounded, like metal collisions.

"Ok!"

The old man's face changed slightly, and his expression became serious.