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"The sect is the supreme ruler?" Fang Heng raised his eyebrows. In this case, his father should have been injured by someone from a certain sect back then.

"The dynasty can only manage the people who do not know martial arts. Only the sect can manage martial artists." Huang Ling said.

Fang Heng nodded, "The next step is the important point. Where do you get the right to let me join the anti-demon coalition?"

"My father has worked hard in the northern continent for many years, established a family, vassalized the Jade Shangtian Sect, and is now the commander-in-chief of the anti-demon coalition, so I can speak the words and let you join the coalition." Huang Ling explained, suddenly showing a look on his face A hint of fatigue, "Actually, the reason I came back this time is to hope that the sect master can give me some true disciples so that I can go to the northern continent to fight against the demons."

"Oh?" Fang Heng was a little surprised this time. He didn't expect that Huang Ling was still a filial daughter. He said calmly, "Then what did the sect master say?"

"The sect leader said that we need to think about it, but I think it's basically impossible." Huang Ling said with a wry smile, "But without saying any more, just tell me directly, are you willing to join?"

"You haven't told me the benefits of joining yet," Fang Heng said.

"There are many benefits." Huang Ling said, "Resisting demons is a righteous cause. Anyone who voluntarily joins the anti-demon alliance can receive martial arts skills, elixirs, and a hundred low-level spiritual stones presented by Jade Shang Tianzong, and every month in the future, There will be ten low-level spiritual stone collars."

"The conditions are good, but you know my situation." Fang Heng scratched his head, "I can't leave the mountain gate for ten years."

"That's no problem. As long as you nod, I will immediately ask my father to write a letter. It's no problem to ask the door to ask you alone." Huang Ling said confidently.

"Well, give me three days to think about it. Whether I join or not, I will let you know." Fang Heng said this and was about to leave.

"wait!"

Huang Ling stretched out his hand to stop him.

"What to do?" Fang Heng asked, "I still have to go to the True Legend Cave."

Huang Ling was stunned. She didn't know what was wrong with her, she just didn't want Fang Heng to leave.

Noticing Huang Ling's expression, Fang Heng's eyes were startled, "I said, don't you like me?"

Turning red, Huang Ling screamed, "Who would like you? Even if I like pigs, I won't like you!"

"That's good." Fang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Seeing Fang Heng looking scared, Huang Ling felt angry, but didn't know what to say and could only watch Fang Heng leave.

It wasn't until Fang Heng's figure disappeared that Huang Ling's face showed a trace of disappointment, "Am I that scary? You don't dare to get close at all."

At this moment, Huang Ling didn't realize at all that her heart was already concerned about Fang Heng.

"Northern continent, anti-demon coalition? Humph, how can it be so simple? If it is like Huang Ling said, resisting demons is a righteous cause, then why didn't Zhenwumen respond?"

While rushing towards the Zhenzhuan Cave, Fang Heng secretly thought about this matter. Zhenwu Sect was a big sect in the Daxuan Dynasty, and Yushang Tianzong must know it. It stands to reason that with the weight of Yushang Tianzong, Zhenwu Sect would not dare to issue an order directly. Disobedience, but now Huang Linglai still insists on asking for someone in person, there must be something wrong with it.

After thinking for a long time, Fang Heng couldn't figure out what it was. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, no matter what is involved, it is beyond my control. What I have to think about now is whether to join the Anti-Magic Alliance."

Fang Heng's parents are both in the northern continent. If he joins the coalition, he can get the benefits mentioned by Huang Ling on the one hand and get information about his parents on the other. It is indeed very convenient.

"However, I always feel that there is some mystery in it. It's better not to make a decision now. After the competition, I will ask Mr. Gao for his opinion."

Thinking in his mind, Fang Heng stopped thinking and rushed all the way towards the True Legend Cave.

Zhenwu Sect, Zhenzhuan Hall.

At this moment, many true disciples wearing purple robes gathered in the True Inheritance Hall. Their eyes were all looking at a scroll in the center of the great hall.

There is nothing interesting about the scroll. The key is that the names of people are written on the scroll. As time goes by, these names will change, which makes people curious.

"what is this?"

A stunned voice sounded, and Wang Meng's huge body appeared in front of everyone, which made the other true disciples frown. At this time, a hand pulled Wang Meng aside, it was Qiu Yuan.

"I told you not to lower your voice. This is the True Inheritance Hall." Qiu Yuan said with a bitter smile, "If you don't understand anything, just ask me?"

"Oh." Wang Meng nodded, "What is that scroll? Why do the words on it change?"

"That's a ranking scroll. It contains formations. Of course it will change." Qiu Yuan said.

"Isn't the True Legend Ranking Tournament going to be held tomorrow? Why has it changed now?"

"There are frequent competitions among true disciples. As long as both sides are willing to fight for their rankings, the rankings will naturally change." Qiu Yuan explained, "You see, the rankings have begun to change."

At this moment, the names on the scroll fluctuated violently, and finally, the positions of the second and third places changed.

The second place was originally occupied by Yan Chongxiao, but now the second place is occupied by Han Ye.

"Oh my god, Senior Brother Yan was defeated by Senior Brother Han!"

"As expected of Senior Brother Han, he is truly a genius. He has reached this level in just one year after entering the True Inheritance."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Wang Meng curled his lips in disdain, "What kind of genius? Compared with my brother, he is far behind."

As soon as these words came out, the entire hall suddenly became quiet, and Qiu Yuan's face suddenly turned pale.

"I'm sorry! My brother is too honest. If there is anything wrong with what I said, I hope you will forgive me."

As he spoke, Qiu Yuan clasped his fists around him with an apologetic smile on his face.

"Humph, who is your brother?"

At this moment, someone in the crowd asked a question, and Qiu Yuan immediately smiled and said, "No one. He was just joking. Don't take it seriously. Strange things are coming to your door."

While talking, Qiu Yuan kept winking at Wang Meng.

"What are you afraid of?" Wang Meng said to Qiu Yuan, then raised his head and said, "My brother, Fang Heng!"

After uttering these two words, the hall fell silent again.

Fang Heng is really a sign now. Killing elders is not something ordinary people dare to do.

"Be more careful next time."

A word came out again from the crowd. If Wang Meng was talking about someone else, there would definitely be a dispute, and there would even be a possibility of action. Fang Heng was different. Most of them had seen Fang Heng's actions and knew that. Fang Heng indeed has that strength.

"Haha, my brother Fang Heng will become the number one true disciple sooner or later!"

When Wang Meng heard that the man's words softened, he roared excitedly. All the true disciples around him had gloomy expressions. Qiu Yuan even covered his face. He really didn't know what to do with such a fool.

"Humph, what a courageous dog!"

Outside the main hall, a voice suddenly came out, and the next moment, a cold and stern young man in black came over with a group of proud-looking disciples.

"Han Ye! He's actually here!"

"My God, after the battle with Senior Brother Yan, was he not injured?"

Discussions rang out all around, and it turned out that the young man in black was Han Ye, who was ranked second on the scroll.

"Who are you scolding?" Wang Meng's expression turned cold. "If you want to fight, just say it. What nonsense are you talking about?"

"What?" The young man in black raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Interesting, I haven't seen anyone dare to talk to me like this for a long time. What's your name?"

"Your uncle." Wang Meng answered directly.

At this moment, the smile of the young man in black froze immediately, and a person next to him jumped out and said, "You are such an arrogant guy, you don't even want to give your face to Senior Brother Han, do you want to die!"

"go away."

Boom!

Wang Meng clapped his palm, and the person who spoke suddenly sneered. He could see that Wang Meng was in the martial arts realm, how could he be his opponent?

He waved his palm confidently, his real power surged, and he seemed to have seen the scene where Wang Meng's arm was broken.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and Wang Meng's body swayed, but nothing happened. The young man's arm was completely deformed!

"what!"

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed. Xiantian and the martial arts disciple were in a head-to-head confrontation. The martial arts disciple was fine, but Xiantian's arm was broken. There has never been such a thing in ancient and modern times!

The pupils of the young man in black also shrank, and after a moment he sneered, "So that's it, you are of the blood of tyrants, and you follow the path of tyranny. But if you dare to hurt me, then I can only break your tyranny."

As he spoke, the young man in black took a step forward and was in front of Wang Meng in an instant. He slapped Wang Meng on the chest with his palm.

This is not the tyranny of Po Wangmeng that the young man in black said, he clearly wants to kill people!

"Stop!" Qiu Yuan shouted, Wang Meng was his friend after all, he couldn't just ignore him, he would grab Wang Meng away with his palm.

"Huh? You are quite capable, but I can't spare you for meddling in other people's business." The young man in black said calmly, raised his other hand and hit Qiu Yuan!

Boom!

Two muffled sounds were heard, and the bodies of Qiu Yuan and Wang Meng flew out, hitting the pillars of the hall hard, and blood spurted from the corners of their mouths.

One against two, it's extremely easy!

"A martial disciple, a peak of the first level of innateness, it's okay to be arrogant in front of others with this kind of cultivation. If you dare to be arrogant to me, then you are seeking death." Han Ye said coldly, and as soon as he spoke, Qiu Yuan came to In front of him, he kicked out.

Qiu Yuan had closed his eyes in despair. He never thought that he would die like this on the first day he became a true disciple.

"Looking for death? I think you are looking for death!"

Whoosh!

A word suddenly came out, and the next moment, a wind-like figure appeared in front of Qiu Yuan. His palm grabbed Han Ye's leg in the electric light and twisted it hard!

"Ok!"

Han Ye's eyes were startled, and his body suddenly rotated along with this twisting force, which actually resolved the power of the blow. He turned his body and slapped the figure.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came out, and the next moment, a palm also appeared and collided with Han Ye's hand fiercely.

Boom!

A loud noise like thunder came out, Han Ye's body retreated like a ghost, and dense cracks appeared under the feet of the figure on the spot.

"Fang...Fang Heng!"

"Oh my god, he's here too! He even fought Han Ye!"

At this time, the disciples in the hall all exclaimed. No one expected that on the first day after becoming a true disciple, Fang Heng would fight against Han Ye, the most powerful disciple among the true disciples.

"Are you Fang Heng?" Listening to the discussions around him, Han Ye shook his numb palms and said, "Not bad."

Fang Heng ignored him, just turned around and looked at Qiu Yuan and Wang Meng, took out the porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to them, his expression getting colder and colder.

"Brother, did I do something wrong?" Wang Meng wiped the blood from his mouth and asked blankly.

"No, you are right." Fang Heng patted Wang Meng on the shoulder, "My brother is never wrong."

"Ahem, Junior Brother Fang, after all, we have just become true disciples, so don't be too harsh." Qiu Yuan coughed twice and said seriously to Fang Heng.

"Don't worry, I'm measured."

As the words rang out, Fang Heng's figure finally turned around.