Yan Fei left proudly and headed straight for Jiulong Mountain with Nanli.

...

After rushing for five days, when Yan Fei and Nan Li arrived at the foot of Jiulong Mountain, they were stunned.

Jiulong Mountain is majestic and magnificent, towering into the clouds, and the mountains are majestic. However, the foot of the mountain is densely packed with people.

Yan Fei looked at it and said that there must be at least 30,000 to 50,000 people.

Nan Li frowned and exclaimed: "My mother, are there so many people?"

Yan Fei shook his head and said, "Not many, there are more than tens of millions of martial arts practitioners in the world. But now a large number of martial arts practitioners are recruited by the empire and they are not allowed to participate in such gatherings. Otherwise, hum, it will not be difficult to have hundreds of thousands of people. And I heard that this is just one of the eighteen venues."

"Ten, eighteen places? My God, when I saw it today, I realized what a frog in the well is. I thought it was hard to find in my life to attend a competition conference in a famous sword villa. This is nothing."

Yan Fei glanced at Nan Li with a slightly solemn expression.

"Brother Yan, what are you thinking?"

Yan Fei said deeply: "That mysterious master must be here. I even feel that he is staring at us in secret. Brother Nan, now, you still have the right to choose. Once we take this step, we will most likely lose our lives here."

“Yes, is that serious?”

Yan Fei nodded firmly.

Unexpectedly, Nan Li smiled and said, "Hehe, as a martial arts practitioner, it's worth losing his life in this grand event. There's nothing to think about when you leave. Besides, you can't find your sister if you don't enter the tiger's den."

"Okay, just decide, let's go."

The mountain gate of Haojian Sect stands on a huge stone platform. The stone platform is dozens of feet long and wide. Behind it is connected a row of invisible bluestone stairs, leading straight up, like a ladder to climb the sky.

There were too many people, so in the end, the two of them waited patiently at the end of the crowd.

Until sunset, although the crowd in front of the mountain gate was much smaller, there were probably thousands.

The two of them squeezed in and found the crowd clamoring.

"What are you doing? Why don't you let us in?"

"That's right, what's wrong with the casual cultivator? Why can only major sects and families enter?"

Nan Li raised his eyebrows slightly: "Brother Yan, do you have this statement?"

Yan Fei shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it, but if it really takes a family or sect as a unit, we will be in trouble."

"Stop." At this moment, a woman's voice roared on the stone platform in front of the mountain gate.

The woman was wearing a red dress, black hair, and beautiful face, but there was a sense of arrogance between her eyebrows.

"For this conference, Haojian Sect sent invitations in advance. You have not invited them, so please wait at the foot of the mountain."

A word suddenly aroused the excitement of the crowd.

"What does it mean? Since it is a martial arts association, it should accommodate all the warriors in the world. Haojian Sect is looking down on people. What's wrong with us casual cultivators?"

"That's right, why should we stay at the foot of the mountain?"

Unexpectedly, the woman looked not old and had a hot temper.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, a long whip appeared in the woman's hand.

With a long whip, the crisp sound directly suppressed the noise.

Before he knew it, Yan Fei had already squeezed into the front of the crowd and stood under the stone platform.

"Well, Hao Jian Sect is indeed good. This woman looks in her early twenties, and her cultivation level is probably at the level of martial arts." Yan Fei muttered secretly, and Nan Li frowned slightly and said, "Brother Yan, I am twenty-two this year, my cultivation level..."

Yan Fei glanced at Nan Li, while Xiao Hei made a contemptuous move to Nan Li.

There were also people with hot tempers in the crowd.

"What does it mean to scare people?"

"How is Haojian Sect doing? Relying on its power?"

The woman shook her long whip in her hand.

Bang!

Another crisp sound.

"Hmph, okay, don't say this nonsense. You are a martial artist. You are talking about your strength. If you are dissatisfied, you will be allowed to go up if you win this lady."

Hearing this, Nan Li immediately smiled and said, "Haha, this girl is too crazy, right?"

Yan Fei said in a deep voice: "Well, there is one thing, but she does have capital. This time, the participants in the martial arts gathering must be under forty years old. Whether it is a family or a sect, the elders can accompany them, but they will never be allowed to take action in Haojian Sect."

"That's how difficult it is to practice martial arts. Unless the support of the family and sects, the cultivation resources are limited, and the cultivation level will not be too high. Not to mention being forty, even at the age of sixty, you may not be able to reach the level of a martial arts master." Nan Li nodded in agreement.

As he spoke, a figure flashed onto the stone platform.

"Hmph, I'll come and try it."

When I brushed, a cold light flashed, and a young man walked onto the stone platform with a long sword in his hand.

Unfortunately, the woman was swept off by a long whip in her hand without walking.

"I'll try it."

Another one, it is still the same, just like what Nan Li said, although these casual cultivators are strong in their qi and blood, their strength is really too weak.

If the woman hadn't shown mercy, she would have lost her life with one move.

After defeating several people in succession, the woman laughed and said, "Haha, I, Duan Ruyan, am I still dissatisfied with it? It's not that I look down on you. Since I haven't received the invitation, it means you are not qualified to attend this conference. If you have this time, it's better to go back and practice more."

Duan Ruyan?

Yan Fei's eyebrows trembled, this name...

Oh, it turns out it's you little girl.

I remember that more than 20 years ago, Duan Tianya did have a granddaughter, and I even hugged her.

"Little girl, more than twenty years have passed, but she has become a symbol. I just don't know if the red mole on your butt is still there." Yan Fei smiled secretly in his heart.

In the face of strength, I have to accept it.

At this moment, thousands of martial artists under the stone stage became a little timid.

Although the people who just went up were not killed, one of them had broken their legs and the other had broken their arms, and the others were also seriously injured.

They looked at each other, and although they looked angry, no one dared to speak again.

"Brother Yan, I'll go up and try it."

Yan Fei grabbed Nan Li: "Slow."

"Brother Yan, tomorrow's conference is about to begin. We have come from all the way, and we can't even get into this mountain gate. It's too much."

"Brother Nan, there is a saying that you have to remember. It is important to know that there are people outside the mountain. With your cultivation and the hidden dragon arm, you should have a chance of winning. But look at the people behind her, none of them are easy to mess with."

"What are you afraid of? She can still deny her if she loses in front of so many people. Even if she takes action, I think most people will stand on my side."

Yan Fei immediately said angrily: "Are you here to besiege Jiulong Mountain?"

"this……"

As he spoke, a very tender voice came.

"Grandpa, come up and give her the invitation and we'll go up the mountain."

Yan Fei looked at him and saw a seven or eight-year-old girl holding an old man dressed in a beggar and climbing up the stone platform with difficulty.
Chapter completed!