The smoke and dust rolled up by three thousand troops in the distance.

"Senior Brother!" Two men walked behind the man in black robe.

The eldest brother, Jiangnan, was the eldest brother who was knocked down by Yan Chuan with Feng Shao in the past,!

The two behind Jiangnan were also the ones who were poisoned by Yan Chuan that day.

"Senior Brother, Yan Chuan is about to join the sect. Feng Shao and Uncle Feng Shao invited us to stop us! We didn't go!" said one person.

"It's best if you didn't go!" Jiang Nan said lightly.

"Senior Brother, can you just let go of the humiliation that day?" the man frowned.

"The head of the sect will not keep Yan Chuan out. Feng Shao will go there. Even if he stops Yan Chuan, he will be put in by the sect. Now he will only embarrass people, and the humiliation of the past,

Let’s talk about it tomorrow!" Jiang Nan said in a deep voice.

"Well, let's wait for senior brother!" the two nodded.

The three of them were silent and looked quietly outside the mountain gate in the distance—

Sitting slightly lazily on the Longtai, Yan Chuan held his chin and looked at the gate of Dahezong that was getting closer and closer.

At the entrance of the mountain, there is a huge stone tablet with three big words "Dahezong" written vigorously and vigorously.

There was a faint mist around, but it was noon at this moment, and there was fog, which only means that the Dahe Sect has an unopened mountain protection formation.

In a vague way, Yan Chuan could see the crowds of people inside the Dahe Sect, and obviously many people were paying attention to their ranks.

But at the entrance of the mountain, there were two hundred cultivators, one by one, and a wave of bad luck was transmitted through their expressions.

There are ten of them, all of whom were known to Yan Chuan. They were all knocked down by Yan Chuan's poisonous smoke back then.

The leader is Feng Shao, the grandson of the head who was stuck in the trachea with a grape he used to hold his trachea!

Yan Chuan chuckled a little from the corner of his mouth.

"Stop it!" Feng Shao shouted suddenly.

Holding a long sword, Feng Shao stepped in front of the two hundred cultivators and stared coldly at Yan Chuan on the dragon platform.

The army stopped slightly, and Yan Chuan also looked at Feng Shao.

"What, Jiu Jiansheng didn't bring him what he said? Dahe Sect only asked you to welcome me?" Yan Chuan said lightly.

"Bah! I'll welcome you? You're so beautiful!" Feng Shao scolded.

"Since it's not, then don't block the way!" Yan Chuan said lightly.

"Block the way? Humph, we will block your way, how about it? Yan Chuan, listen to me, grandpa will join you in the Dahe Sect, that is mercy on you, don't be ungrateful!" Feng Feng

Shao shouted.

"Oh? Why am I ungrateful!" Yan Chuan said lightly.

"Hmph, what does it mean to bring so many people? Listen to me, at most, you are allowed to bring three slaves into the Dahe Sect, and everyone else will go back!" Feng Shao

shouted.

"Is this what Feng Tairan means?" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"No, it's what I mean!" Feng Shao shouted immediately.

"So, the head of the Dahe Sect has changed now? Are you Feng Shao the new head?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"You, hum, Yan Chuan, as long as I am here today, you don't want to enter the Dahe Sect!" Feng Shaoyi said anxiously.

Yan Chuan looked at the mountains of Dahe Sect surrounded by clouds and mist, and smiled slightly.

"Huo Guang!" Yan Chuan said lightly.

"I'm here!"

"The First Legion opens the way, and if anyone dares to block the way, kill~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" Yan Chuanchen shouted.

"yes!"

Anyone who dares to block the road will kill?

Feng Shao's face twitched!
Chapter completed!