There are also several sects with greater power such as the Iron Sword Sect and Wan Poison Sect. Those small sects can only find themselves.

"Haha! Brother Sima, you are here, please come in!"

As soon as Sima Xuan arrived outside the city lord's mansion, someone greeted Sima Xuan enthusiastically. Sima Xuan also smiled when he saw the visitor and said, "It turns out that it is Lai Changping, Brother Lai of Wan Poison Sect. You Wan Poison Sect must be prepared this time. It seems that they must have gone to win the championship!"

When Lai Changping heard this, he couldn't help but smile and waved his hands, "What did Brother Sima say? Our Wanpo Sect is nothing compared to your Cancel Sword Sect. It seems that there are many masters coming to the Iron Sword Sect this time. Where is our Wanpo Sect's turn?"

Although Lai Changping's attitude was extremely modest, it can be seen from the brilliance in his eyes that he still had great ambitions for this competition.

After following Lai Changping into the city lord's mansion, Murong Ningyue and others kept heading in. Lai Changping suddenly stopped and walked: "Three seniors and the city lord are inside. You go in and report it. When you settle down, let's reminisce about the past!"

After Lai Changping said that, he said goodbye and left, while Sima Xuan took Murong Ningyue, Liu Chengruo and Cheng Xinghe into a hall.

"I, Sima Xuan, a Zangjianmen, arrived? Come here quickly and let me see if there are any powerful little guys this time?"

Before we could reach the end of the hall, a sound came softly. The hall was wide in area and was nearly a hundred meters away from the end of the entrance.

But what made Murong Ningyue strange was that there seemed to be a misty mist in the hall. According to common sense, things a hundred meters away from each other should still be very clear and visible to Murong Ningyue.

But now Murong Ningyue's gaze could only see something a few meters away, but the speaker could see Sima Xuan's appearance a hundred meters away. It seemed that this person should be one of the three high-level immortals.

When he got closer, Murong Ningyue finally saw the scene in front of him. He was a middle-aged man in a robe on the main seat of the hall. The middle-aged man was not very handsome, but there was a majesty look between his eyebrows that had been in the upper hand for a long time.

There was an old man on both sides of the main seat, and one of them was the person who was talking just now. At this time, the man was looking at Murong Ningyue and others with a smile on his face.

Before Sima Xuan walked to the hall, he saluted to the man in the main seat and said, "Sima Xuan of the Tibetan Sword Sect has met the city lord!"

Only then did Murong Ningyue realize that the person sitting in the main seat was Dongfang Hongsheng, the city lord of the Fanxian City. He was definitely not a simple person who could become the city lord of the Fanxian City.

At this time, Dongfang Hongsheng also smiled at Sima Xuan and said, "No need to be polite. Your accommodation has been prepared in the mansion. You must do your best in this competition!"

Sima Xuan nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and at this moment another old man suddenly spoke: "I heard that Zangjian sent a genius named Murong Ningyue. I really want to see it. I don't know which one it is? Can you recommend it to me?"

The old man said as he turned his eyes to Murong Ningyue. Although he didn't know, it seemed that he had known that it was Murong Ningyue for a long time.
Chapter completed!