The 3750th Chapter Is Arrogant

"Who are these guys?"

Lu Ming asked curiously.

Those five young men and women actually needed to be accompanied by Wang Sect and others.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

It was not Han Ziling who spoke, but the young man of the seventh level of the god.

This person's name is Qi Ping, and he is the number one master of the younger generation of the Fengdu Sword Sect. He is even stronger than Han Ziling, Wang Changke and others.

He glanced at Lu Ming coldly, and continued: "If you don't have knowledge, don't talk indiscriminately, and be careful to cause a big disaster for yourself. Those Tianjiao are all foreign aid invited from outside by the head and others. He came from a powerful race on the list of prehistoric races, and he is not an ordinary race, and his ranking is at least within the top 3,000!"

"It turned out to be foreign aid!"

Lu Ming whispered, without even looking at Qi Ping.

"This kid..."

Seeing that Lu Ming dared to ignore him, a cold light flashed in Qi Ping's eyes.

He is the first arrogant of the Fengdu Sword Sect and has a promising future. When the disciples of the Fengdu Sword Sect saw him, which one was not respectful, but Lu Ming, this sudden disciple, actually dared to ignore him. It seems that this is humiliating him.

Of course, his own tone of voice was not good, and the matter of scolding Lu Ming, in his opinion, should be.

"Hmph, dare to ignore me, you will regret it!"

Qi Ping snorted coldly in his heart, and then looked at the five foreign aid Tianjiao, with a smile on his face immediately, greeted him with a smile on his face, clasped his fists and said: "Little brother Qi Ping, I have seen Brother Han, Yan. Brother..."

Um!

The five young men and women casually glanced at Qi Ping and gave a light grace, not taking Qi Ping in their eyes at all.

A mere so-called genius of the Fengdu Sword Sect, in their eyes, is vulnerable.

If it wasn't for Fengdu Sword Sect paying a lot of money to invite them, they wouldn't be too lazy to come here.

Being despised by the five foreign aid Tianjiao, Qi Ping still had a smile on his face, nodded and bowed like a minion.

"What a shame!"

Han Ziling snorted coldly, her face a little ugly.

Fengdu Sword Sect's first arrogant, doing so makes the Fengdu Sword Sect as a whole embarrassed.

"Qi Ping, you step back!"

Sect Leader Wang couldn't stand it any longer and said.

"Master, it's okay, I'll accompany Brother Han and the others!"

Qi Ping was cheeky and refused to leave.

In his opinion, this is a rare good opportunity, as long as he gets to know the geniuses from these big clans, then he will rise to the top in the future.

Seeing this, Sect Leader Wang's face darkened.

"All right!"

Sect Master Wang said something, attracting everyone's attention.

"The resource covenant will be carried out in three days. Every faction will send sixteen Tianjiao to participate in the competition. The ones sent by my Fengdu Sword Sect are you!"

"The resource covenant is related to the resources of the Fengdu Sword Sect for a long time in the future, and it is related to the development of the sect, so this time, you must do your best to win glory for the sect!"

"I'll do my best to wait!"

Han Ziling and others shouted loudly.

The five foreign aid Tianjiao just looked at it lightly, with a touch of disdain and ridicule in their eyes.

In their opinion, this time the resource covenant, the Fengdu Sword Sect must rely on them.

Rely on Fengdu Sword to send yourself? The highest is only the seventh level of the gods? What's the use?

The five of them, with the lowest cultivation base, are all at the eighth level of Divine Sovereign.

"Okay, let's go!"

The king announced.

The place where the resource covenant was held this time was on a planet called Ceres.

Including Guxing, the alliance city, is the place where every resource covenant is held.

After they arrive, there will be one more day before the resource covenant will begin. They will live in a vast palace. Here, the Fengdu Sword Sect is stationed in the alliance city.

The alliance city is very prosperous. When Lu Ming and Han Ziling first arrived, they naturally turned around. In the evening, they returned to their place of residence, but they were blocked by a few people.

Those five foreign aid geniuses.

Now, Lu Ming already knew which races these five foreign aid talents came from.

Two of them are from the Sacred Heart family.

The Sacred Heart Clan ranks 1,790th in the list of all ethnic groups in the prehistoric wilderness.

There are three others, from the Ziyan Jinyan Clan, who are ranked 1930 on the list of all ethnic groups in the wild.

They are all races within the top 2,000. They are well-known in the prehistoric universe, with powerful racial talents and arrogance like clouds.

Among the five people, there is one Divine Sovereign Eightfold, three Divine Sovereign Ninefold, and a young man from the Sacred Heart Clan, with a quasi-emperor-level cultivation.

This is not an ordinary quasi-emperor, but a quasi-huangtian arrogant, with very powerful combat power, this person is called Han Feng.

Han Feng looked at Han Ziling, revealing a scorching ray of light.

"Miss Ziling, it's such a coincidence that we are going to drink and eat, why don't we go together!"

Han Fengdao, with a pair of evil eyes, glanced at Han Ziling unscrupulously.

Han Ziling is very beautiful, but has a heroic spirit, which makes people have a desire to conquer.

Han Ziling's face sank, and she was very uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I'm tired and want to go back to rest!"

Han Ziling said.

Obviously, this is just an excuse to shirk. Divine Sovereign Realm will be easily tired?

Sure enough, Han Feng's face darkened.

"Han Ziling, what do you mean? Do you think we are fools? Tired, hehe, Brother Feng asked you to eat to give you face, don't be shameless, you know, your head, in front of us, It's also polite!"

On the side, another young man from the Sacred Heart clan drank coldly.

Han Ziling's face was also shocked and ugly, the other party was the arrogance of the big race, and she couldn't afford to offend her.

But Han Feng obviously had bad intentions towards him, and she absolutely did not want to go with Han Feng, otherwise it would be more dangerous.

"Sorry, Miss Ziling has already agreed to go to dinner with me, you are late!"

Lu Ming interjected.

Suddenly, a few cold eyes looked at Lu Ming with disdain and warning.

"Boy, do you have a problem with your brain, or you don't know how to lift? Why don't you get out!"

Another Sacred Heart youth drank coldly.

And Han Feng, although he didn't speak, his eyes were very cold.

If it was an ordinary person, it would be time to know how to lift it up.

But Lu Ming didn't know how to lift up.

"Miss Ziling, let's go, I will cook for you in person!"

Lu Ming didn't look at Han Feng and others at all, smiled at Han Ziling, and walked towards the gate.

Han Ziling understood and quickly followed.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Another young man from the Sacred Heart Clan drank coldly, and with an ice-cold murderous intention, broke out of his body and rushed towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's eyes turned cold and he was about to shoot.

"Everyone, don't be impatient!"

In a flash, the head of Wang appeared, and quickly stopped a few people.

With the Emperor God present, they naturally couldn't make a move.

"Sect Master Wang, this is your disciple of the Fengdu Sword Sect. He is so arrogant and defiant!"

Han Feng said coldly and faintly.

Sect Leader Wang gave a wry smile in his heart. Unexpectedly, before the resource covenant started, Lu Ming and Han Feng met.

He didn't want to offend both of them.