"To be praised by four immortal monarchs and fought over by four venerables, I would like to know what abilities these two people have to receive such high praise. I think the disciples of the four sects below the stage think the same as I do, right?"
The man who looked to be in his thirties stood up with his hands behind his back and spoke. His voice was neither loud nor soft, but because it contained a strong spiritual energy, it was clearly heard by the surroundings, allowing the disciples of the four sects in the large square to clearly hear his words.
"That's right! We would like to see what's so special about these two monks from the lower world!"
"That's right! Their appearance has disrupted our competition. In that case, why not challenge them and see what they are capable of!"
"Great! See what they can do!"
"That's right! I think the same as you, Your Excellency!"
Voices of varying pitches came from all around below. The voices grew louder and louder, and each voice carried with it a powerful aura and spiritual energy that caused the air in the sky to tremble slightly.
Xuanyuan Moze and Fengjiu narrowed their eyes, feeling the change in the air, and couldn't help but think: This is the air pressure formed by the gathering of many powerful people, an air pressure that can affect the air.
Seeing this scene, the venerable raised the corners of his lips and revealed a smile.
However, the venerable with a childlike face, the venerable with a beautiful appearance, and the other two frowned slightly when they saw this scene, thinking that it was a little inappropriate.
Feng Jiu raised her eyebrows as she watched this scene, and said to Xuanyuan Moze beside her: "Why do I feel like these people want to bully us?"
Xuanyuan Moze put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Don't worry, I'm here!" His deep black pupils shot like two cold rays of light at the man who provoked this incident.
The venerable looked towards Xuanyuan Moze, but was unexpectedly met with his icy gaze. At that moment, the whole person shuddered and took a step back involuntarily.
After realizing this, he glared at Xuanyuan Moze with some shame and anger, then stepped forward and said in front of him: "Xuanyuan Moze! Do you dare to accept the challenge of my sect disciple!"
Hearing this, Feng Jiu raised her lips slightly and asked with a smile: "Why should we accept your challenge?"
"That's right, don't pay attention to him." Venerable Tong Yan said, and said: "Come on, I'll take you to rest, and we can talk about other things later."
“Wait!”
The venerable shouted in a deep voice, standing in front of Feng Jiu and Xuanyuan Mo Ze. He glanced at the two of them, then looked at the child-faced venerable and said, "Venerable Lingmu, they have disrupted the competition of the four major sects. It seems not good to just let it go like this, right?"
Xuanyuan Moze glanced at the man and said in a low and cold voice: "Since you want to compete, why don't you be my opponent!"
As soon as these words came out, the people around him gasped in surprise, thinking that Xuanyuan Moze was too arrogant. That person was a master of the sect, not a disciple. How weak could a master be? He actually wanted that master to be his opponent? Isn't this courting death
Even the four immortals sitting there and the venerables around were slightly surprised when they heard Xuanyuan Moze's words. They didn't expect him to dare to say that. Was he confident? Or arrogant