Everyone looked to the end of the rooftop, and there was an exit that led to the inner hall.

At this time, two figures came out there, one of them was Zhuo Xuanyuan, the venerable swordsman who Ye Xiong had met in the water mirror.

The other is an old man of similar age to him, and his personal helper Wei Tianze.

Anyone who is familiar with Zhuo Xuanyuan knows that Wei Tianze and Nangong Han are his two big helpers, left and right arms.

At this moment, many people took the initiative to greet Zhuo Xuanyuan and curry favor with him.

These people are all very famous figures in the Western Star Domain, and Zhuo Xuanyuan is also responding politely.

Among the crowd, a familiar figure walked up to Zhuo Xuanyuan and bowed: "I have seen the Venerable, I wish you good health and longevity."

"Jiannan Mountain, when did you arrive?" Zhuo Xuanyuan asked politely, and then explained: "I have not had time for these days and have not had time to meet you yet. I'm so sorry."

"The Lord is responsible for everything every day, and big things are important. My affairs are small things, and it doesn't matter." Jian Nanshan said.

"Don't worry, I will handle your affairs well." Zhuo Xuanyuan nodded.

"Thank you, Master." After Jian Nanshan said, his eyes fell on Ye Xiong, full of mockery.

That expression seemed to be saying: Boy, wait and see, compare your friendship with me, you are a little more tender.

Jiannanshan served as the head of the Jiange for more than 300 years and has known the Venerable for hundreds of years. Ye Xiong never expects to be able to compare with him in terms of friendship.

If he hadn't accepted Zhuo Wushuang as his disciple, he would not even have the qualification to compete with him.

No matter where you are, friendship is very important. Dragons like Ye Xiong crossing the river will naturally be rejected.

Ye Xiong sensitively discovered that many people were looking at him, and most of them were not kind-hearted. Obviously, the public opinion was already inclined to Jiannanshan and had a very big opinion on him.

Crossing the river is generally unpopular.

He ignored so much. This time he came here just to give the Venerable a face, so he didn't believe it, what would the other party dare to do to him?

He has been traveling all over the world with reason, but he has never been afraid of anyone.

The people around them went up to say hello and all went to flatter Zhuo Xuanyuan.

Zhuo Xuanyuan seemed to be very helpful to this kind of flattery and responded politely.

At this moment, Zhuo Wushuang came over and said in a low voice: "Master, my father is out, you go over and say hello!"

"Forget it, save others from saying I'm flattering."

"So many people have come to say hello, and even Jiannan Mountain has passed. What does it matter if you are here?" Zhuo Wushuang said.

Ye Xiong shook his head, he couldn't pull this face down.

If Zhuo Xuanyuan was a respectable person, he would go over and say hello to him without hesitation, and would not be afraid of others saying that he was flattering or something.

Since they met Xuanlong and Gan Feng, and knew Zhuo Xuanyuan's character from their mouths, and knew that he might be with the Demon Abyss incarnation, he was very disgusted and didn't want any intertwining with him. This time, if he hadn't agreed to come, he wouldn't be lazy.

I don’t know if it was the reason for practicing "Brahma Saint Gong", Ye Xiong found that he was very disgusted with those who did not have any bottom line in order to practice, and would not even let down the face and call them close.

Zhuo Wushuang seemed to know Ye Xiong's character, so he sighed and left.

Ye Xiong stood in the corner, waiting quietly, preparing to leave immediately as soon as the matter was over.

As for Jiannanshan, when he reaches the half-step of Nascent Soul, he will settle the score with him slowly.

"I'm glad you've come to this dinner. I'm actually going to announce something today."

Everyone around them calmed down and looked at Zhuo Xuanyuan and listened to him.

"Everyone knows that my daughter Jiuer has grown up, and she is not a big girl. Now that she has a favorite, I can't keep her anymore." Zhuo Xuanyuan pointed to a man beside her and said, "I'll tell you, this is Dugu Xiong, Jiuer's sweetheart, and also the lonely son..."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience and all kinds of voices began to sound.

"It's actually Dugu Baitian's son. How did the Venerable convince him?"

"Fifty years ago, Dugu Baitian challenged Zhuo Xuanyuan and wanted to become a new venerable. In the end, he failed and committed suicide with guilt. Shouldn't his son hate the venerable? Why did he get along with the Ninth Princess?"

"Doesn't this just show the personal charm of the Venerable? Dugu Baitian committed suicide at the beginning, and it was not the Venerable who killed him with his own hands. Everyone knows this and has witnessed it with their own eyes."

"The Venerable is so generous."

"Dugu Xiong is so cowardly. I was killed and got involved with my enemy's woman."

All around, various voices sounded and talked about it.

Some people clearly don’t want to see Dugu Xiong and the Ninth Princess together, and their words are very mean.

After hearing these words, Zhuo Xuanyuan was not very unhappy. Instead, he smiled and said, "Everyone, Dugu Xiong is different from his father. He and Jiuer are truly in love. Please give him some in front of him and don't humiliate him anymore."

Everyone can tell.

It seems that Zhuo Xuanyuan doesn’t like Dugu Xiong either. Doesn’t his words look down on Dugu Xiong even more?

Ye Xiong looked at Dugu Xiong and saw that he was in his thirties, was majestic and mighty, and had very thick arms.

He was finally suppressing his emotions, and his face was still very ugly.

Zhuo Xuanyuan took the Ninth Princess' hand and walked towards Dugu Xiong.

The Ninth Princess is young and beautiful, with melon-shaped face and willow-leaf eyebrows, and small lips. She looks very beautiful, but she looks a bit evil.

"Dugu Xiong, you are much better than your useless father who died. Jiuer is my only daughter. I will hand her over to you now. I hope you will treat her well in the future and don't let my efforts down..."

"Zhuo Xuanyuan, I don't allow you to humiliate my father..." Dugu Xiong yelled.

The next moment, he suddenly made a move and lightning flashed.

Such a close distance and such a fast speed, it was caught off guard.

An ordinary monk will definitely die, but his opponent is Venerable Jiandao, a monk who is recognized as a more powerful monk in the entire Western star field.

Moreover, he has always been on guard.

In the flash of lightning, Zhuo Xuanyuan suddenly grabbed his arm, slapped Dugu Xiong's body with a thump, blasted him out of more than ten meters, and fell to the ground. He used internal strength to use this palm. Although he only slapped it for more than ten meters, he was afraid of affecting the floating formation, but it was not powerful at all.

Dugu Feng spewed a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his bones were shattered. He fell softly to the ground. He tried to climb out several times, but he couldn't climb out.

"Zhuo Xuanyuan, you hypocrite, you are hypocritical. I will not let you go even if I become a ghost."

"Everyone's eyes are all sharp, I don't believe that you can live until the day of ascension."

"You will suffer retribution."

Dugu Feng hit the ground with his head, his head was bleeding and half of his head was broken.
Chapter completed!