Chapter 570 Zhongli Yaoqin Arrives

In just half an hour, what Wang Wei did spread throughout the sect, as if it had wings.

He became the laughing stock of the entire sect.

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At this time, Lv Wanhong was standing on Dengtian Peak, cursing from afar: "Idiot!"

Then he raised his feet to the main peak.

He waited in time and planned to go to the Sutra Library to find Old Xu and move the date of the martial arts competition forward!

In fact, he was just about to leave when he saw Wang Wei, the idiot.

"Master, be careful! Keep a low profile!"

Huang Xiaolong rushed over at this time, extremely anxious, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Lv Wanhong frowned.

He yelled directly: "Don't stop me, Xiao Tou Ming will definitely die this time, no one can stop me!"

After waiting for Huang 깇 Long to speak, he directly swung his sleeves and ordered: "Get ready!"

Iron Beard immediately said with a flattering face: "Hey, hurry up!"

Soon, Lv Wanhong took the noble peak master's chariot, chose to ignore Huang 깇 Long's dissuasion, and led his men away.

In the past, he still listened to Huang 깇 Long's words, but now the more he listened to low-key, the more angry he felt. Low-key, low-key, low-key all day long, look at Xiao Tou Ming, who lives more freely than you!

"Fuck!" Seeing the chariot heading towards the main peak, Huang 깇 Long was sweating profusely, like an ant on a hot pot.

He hurriedly followed.

Not long after, the main peak, the Sutra Pavilion.

Lv Wanhong drove slowly in a sedan chair, his back straight and noble.

"Hmm?"

At the door of the Sutra Library, Old Xu was discussing the great catastrophe with Lin Wudi. According to the recent intelligence, the thunderclouds in Bisha City continued to spread, and the situation became more and more tense. Moreover, two new saints appeared half an hour ago. It seems that the situation is getting more and more serious.

Turning his head, he suddenly saw a sedan chair coming, and his eyebrows raised immediately.

Looking closely, who else is there besides Lv Wanhong?

"What are you doing here again?"

Lin Wudi spoke, with some anger in his voice.

Lv Wanhong didn't even look at him, and didn't get off the car. He opened the curtain and looked at Old Xu and said, "Old Xu, I plan to shorten the competition a little bit. What do you think?"

Old Xu frowned.

A touch of joy flashed across his old face.

Didn't we just shorten the time by half a few days ago? How come we can't wait in time now?

He is getting more and more arrogant.

He pondered for a moment and said lightly: "Two days have passed, and there are only five days left before the seven days. Can you wait in time for the last five days?"

Beside him, Lin Wudi was so angry that he was fuming and glaring.

He was anxious because Changge was about to be badly tested, and he was angry because Lu Wanhong was arrogant!

His apprentice is Huang Xiaolong!

"You are wrong, I can wait in time."

Lu Wanhong didn't even try to cover up and said directly.

Old Xu thought for a while, and finally sighed helplessly, saying: "Then if it opens in the future, are you satisfied?"

Lv Wanhong immediately bowed: "Thank you, Old Xu for your help!"

Just at this time, Huang Xiaolong rushed over, and it was too late to hear the news.

With two bangs, his body jumped violently, and he almost couldn't help but sit on the ground.

Old Xu waved and said: "Pass the order down, the martial arts competition will open in the future, let everyone prepare."

This is the final preparation.

Lin Wudi nodded: "Yes!"

Soon, someone spread this order.

[The martial arts competition will open in the future, everyone will immediately prepare for the exit and prepare for the competition! 】

Lv Wanhong left with satisfaction.

The chariot passed through the teleportation array, jumped down directly from the void, passed through layers of dark clouds, and landed on Dengtian Peak.

Huang Xiaolong suppressed the shock in his heart, said a word, and left on the teleportation array.

Old Xu ordered again: "Xiao Lin, send someone to reinforce the Martial God Altar, so that it won't be broken in the battle."

The Martial God Altar is a huge arena, which is usually used for the sect members to negotiate and also plays the role of a life and death arena. It has not been used for a long time. This time, all the major forces of the sect, including the quasi-saint-level forces, have come out of retreat. In case the power explodes in the future, it will be shattered.

Lin Wudi thought for a while and said: "Why not arrange this matter for Qingyao? She and Changge are quite free every day, so it's just right for them to do this."

Old Xu nodded.

He understood Lin Wudi's thoughts. All the fighters under Lin Wudi were in seclusion. It was obviously a waste of talent to do this job. It would be better to use this last day to improve their cultivation.

"Report!"

At this time, a messenger disciple suddenly appeared in the void and reported: "Old Xu, a young woman came down the mountain, calling herself Zhongli Yaoqin, and asked to join the sect. The disciple originally let her in, but her cultivation was not ordinary, and according to her, she was saved by someone in the sect, and she came here to recognize him... What do you think?"

Old Xu pondered for a while and said: "The catastrophe is coming. One more person means more strength. Take her and return to Qingyun Peak."

The gatekeeper said: "Yes!"