Feng Lingbei is the great elder of the Northern Tang Sect. Naturally, he has to personally take part in such important matters.

"Elder Xu Mohe is here too!"

Among the crowd, Xu Mohe, who is half human and half scorpion, is extremely conspicuous.

This extremely notorious elder makes many people very afraid.

"Ancestor Huaiyin is here too!"

Except for Feng Lingbei and Xu Mohe.

The burly old woman also arrived.

This is also a strong man with a great reputation.

Compared with Xu Mohe, he is only stronger but not weaker.

Although no action was taken in Wuling City that day.

But no one dared to underestimate him.

Three powerful men in the almighty realm.

Many disciples of the Northern Tang Sect.

This lineup is nothing short of luxurious.

Of course, this is not the entire background of the Northern Tang Sect.

As one of the nine major sects.

There are naturally more than three powerful people in the powerful realm.

It's just that they can't all be dispatched.

But with these three people, it is enough.

Boom!

A fiery red figure, like a shooting star.

Flying out from the crowd of Northern Tang Sect.

Go straight to the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

"The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons, he is finally here!"

Seeing this fiery red figure, a hundred thousand people were excited.

One of the warring parties, Saint Son of Bai Du, finally arrived.

Today's Holy Son of Hundred Poisons is still wearing that fiery red robe.

A month has passed.

He has fully recovered from his injuries in the secret territory of Qianling.

However, without the Taiyi True Water, he was unable to break through to the Imperial Martial Realm.

But he is confident.

With his own strength, he is enough to kill Xiao Changfeng.

"All grudges and hatreds will be settled today!"

A trace of ferocious color appeared on the fair and feminine face of the Holy Son of Poisons.

For this fight.

He has been very prepared.

As long as Xiao Changfeng comes, he will never come back.

"If you dare not accept the challenge, you will be criticized. When the time comes, even Hong Daoyuan and Tie Rujun will no longer be able to protect you."

The Hundred Poison Saint Son's eyes narrowed slightly, his mind set.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

From morning to noon to afternoon.

Xiao Changfeng has not yet appeared.

"Xiao Changfeng doesn't really dare to come, does he?"

Some people are impatient to wait.

"This is normal. After all, my opponent is the Saint of Hundred Poisons, a being ranked eighty-one on the Hidden Dragon List. If I were Xiao Changfeng, I wouldn't be able to avoid the fight."

Someone nearby responded, obviously thinking that Xiao Changfeng would not come.

On the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

The Holy Son of Baidu still stands with his hands behind his back, like a straight spear.

There is no impatience or anxiety.

The ancestor of the Lu family, Feng Lingbei and others in the sky were not in a hurry.

Finally, the sun set and it was approaching evening.

"Coming!"

Someone exclaimed, as if a dynamite barrel was lit.

In an instant everyone looked up.

All I saw was the golden sunset.

Five figures came from the sky like immortals descending into the world.

Xiang Fei and Master Huang were among them.

The other two people are Hong Daoyuan and Tie Rujun.

But at this time, everyone's eyes were not on them.

Instead, they focused on the young man at the head.

"Xiao Changfeng, he is actually here, it's incredible!"

Everyone was in an uproar and extremely excited.

The Baidu Holy Son also raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile.
Chapter completed!