Chapter 198 Showdown? Meng Kaishan's doubts! 【34, please subscribe】
on the street
There is still news that the gate of the Changsheng Pavilion has been destroyed!
The idle merchants in the streets and alleys, restaurants and teahouses, all of them were talking excitedly and whispering to each other from time to time.
Many disciples of Wanshou Villa and Qianfo Zen Sect began to stalk and search around, making it clear that they wanted to kill them all, which made the atmosphere even more tense.
Goldman Sachs, Xiao Wen, and Li Fengxian were like bereaved dogs, looking around cautiously from time to time, for fear of being noticed by others as disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion.
"Don't panic!"
Wei Han took them out of the city swaggeringly.
Just when the three of them were wondering how he should send everyone to Yunmeng Swamp, he went straight to a forest and whistled.
"Brutal!"
A huge snow-capped condor suddenly fell from a height of 10,000 feet, and its wings created a huge wind and waves, instantly shaking the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees.
"This? This is?"
The three of them were dumbfounded in fright.
Wei Han didn't explain too much, he just patted the eagle's head that Dabai approached affectionately, and said, "Go up, I'll see you off!"
"Brother Wei? You?" Li Fengxian immediately didn't care to hide it.
While looking fiercely at Goldman Sachs, she said anxiously: "How can you be so high-profile? What if..."
Wei Han understood what she was worried about!
He sent people into Yunmeng Swamp with such a high profile, he will definitely attract attention.
By then, won't the senior management of Changsheng Pavilion know his identity and strength?
"Don't worry about it." Wei Han laughed dumbly, and said, "Changsheng Pavilion is already a hairless phoenix, not as good as a chicken, maybe I can touch it now!"
"Um?"
The three of Li Fengxian were a little confused.
I don't know what he meant by that.
But Wei Han was too lazy to explain too much, he threw the three of them on the back of the eagle, and then jumped up himself.
"Brutal!"
The Snow Mountain Condor soared away and quickly flew up to the clouds.
Now it is already a bone-forging monster, with amazing flying ability and load capacity. It is like playing with four people.
It was the first time for the three of Li Fengxian to ride the Flying Eagle, and they couldn't help screaming in fright, closing their eyes and daring not to open them.
Warriors have almost no ability to fly before entering the Tiangang Realm.
Falling from a high altitude will still kill you, so the three of them are naturally very frightened.
Wei Han chuckled unreasonably, but directed the eagle to fly to Yunmeng Swamp, thinking about his sudden idea from time to time in his heart—how about a showdown with the senior management of Changsheng Pavilion?
For a long time, Wei Han joined the sect for only two purposes!
One is to obtain the secret book of exercises, and the other is to obtain the fairy fate!
He has solved all the exercises now, even if he leaves the Changsheng Pavilion, it will not have any impact, but he still misses the news of Xianyuan.
Originally, if there were no accidents in the sect, he would not dare to reveal his identity and strength at will.
After all, who knows if someone will be suspected of being a spy?
But now something happened in the Changsheng Pavilion, and last night he happened to help Meng Kaishan and others escape, indirectly saving their lives.
At this time, it is the best time for him to expose his identity and strength.
After all, Changsheng Pavilion is hiding in Tibet like a bereaved dog, and urgently needs external help, and Wei Han has kindness to them, so he is naturally a good ally.
Now he ran over to talk, maybe he could learn the secret of Xianyuan?
He doesn't care even if he talks about collapse, after all, Wei Han knows the ability of the strong in the Tiangang realm, Meng Kaishan and others were all injured last night, and they can't keep him if they want to leave.
Therefore, taking the opportunity of sending Goldman Sachs and others, Wei Han wanted to plan something!
Yunmeng Swamp is not difficult to find. After Dabai flew over a hundred miles in the sky, he found a large area shrouded in mist deep in the mountains.
It's just that Wanshou Villa doesn't seem to give up looking for them!
There are still a few falcons staring here in the sky.
Wei Hanhan let out a snort and took out the Surging Wave Bow again, pulling the bowstring without hesitation.
"Shhhhhh!"
Several ordinary armor-piercing arrows roared out!
The next moment, the falcons wailed and fell to the ground.
After they were dealt with, Wei Han didn't bother to search around, and simply shouted loudly: "Zhao Yun, a disciple of the inner sect of the Changsheng Pavilion, has come to join us, and I hope to give guidance from the sect."
"Inner disciple?"
Two figures emerged from the fog on the ground!
They were surrounded by evil spirits, and they floated to a hundred feet in the air, squinting their eyes and looking at Wei Han in doubt.
It was Wu Kui'an and Meng Kaishan who came here, the master and apprentice!
They also saw Wei Han shooting the falcon just now.
I heard that he was an inner disciple of the Changsheng Pavilion, so I was willing to come out to meet him.
"Are you really an inner disciple of my sect? Why haven't I met you before?" Meng Kaishan frowned and questioned: "The eagle under your seat is a product of Wanshou Villa. Could it be that your Excellency deceived me to be old and stupid?"
"The master of the pavilion just saw me last night, did you forget about it today?" Wei Han casually shook the Jingtao bow in his hand, and said indifferently: "The first solution of controlling the beast in Wanshou Villa has long been exiled outside. My disciple studied it for a while when he was young, and just happened to raise a few falcons."
"It's you?"
Meng Kaishan was surprised and delighted, and suddenly remembered the sharp archer from last night!
He was ready to sacrifice last night, but Xu Cang was so angry that he could escape, which made him very happy!
He didn't even expect it!
The person who made the move was actually from the Changsheng Pavilion!
"Since you are a lifesaver, please come down and chat!"
Meng Kaishan hesitated to speak, and finally turned around to lead the way.
Wei Han landed with him on a flying eagle.
After the fog was dispersed by the wings of the condor, a black land full of bushes, weeds, and swamps was revealed.
Meng Kaishan and others are stationed in a valley!
It is rare that there is no swamp here, and the ground is also hard soil.
There are poisonous flowers and poisonous weeds around, which can be described as a natural treasure.
There are dozens of wooden houses built in the valley, and seven or eight caves have been dug on the mountain wall. Many members of the Changsheng Pavilion have been accommodated here.
There are elite disciples from the inner sect, and there are true disciples who are full of arrogance!
There are also old and embarrassing elders and deacons. Everyone has a look of despair at the moment, and they are secretly sad.
Seeing Wei Han's arrival, everyone couldn't help casting curious glances.
"Zhao Yun? Why are you here?"
Dewey greeted him in surprise.
Meng Kaishan asked with great interest: "So, he is really a disciple of my sect?"
"Isn't that right, I've known this kid since he entered the sect." Dewey said curiously, "It's just what happened to him?"
"The disciple brought art to worship the mountain, and spent money halfway to get started." Wei Han continued to explain: "These three are disciples from outside our sect. They happened to be brought in when we met just now. They can also prove my identity."
"Meet the Pavilion Master!"
The three of Goldman Sachs quickly saluted.
Though the three of them are outer disciples, they wander around the mountain gate all day long. Meng Kaishan has seen them before, and he has some impressions in his heart.
See so many people testifying for Wei Han!
He immediately believed a lot in his heart, and couldn't help laughing heartily: "Okay, okay! I didn't expect there to be such an expert in our Changsheng Pavilion, but the old man is blind!"
"An expert? Just him?" Dewey looked bewildered.
(end of this chapter)