Chapter 1287

"Senior Su is not easy to mess with, this time, Senior Yang is going to be deflated."

"Jiang is still old and hot! The worthy master of Tianshi Xianfu! Admiration!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, you don't want to live anymore?"

The inscription masters of the younger generation in the restaurant whispered, and they all praised Su Xuan again and again.

Yang Songqing endured the anger in his heart, and then smiled: "The old man will definitely discipline him after he returns, but it is Su Lao's disciple. If this arrogant attitude is replaced by someone else, I am afraid that my life will not be saved!"

"If your life is not guaranteed, you will only be a disciple of your Tianwen Sect. If you want others to respect you, you must respect others first. If you call others arrogant, you must first look at your attitude. It is not that everyone is afraid of your Tianwen Sect." Su Xuan also said. Without opening, Feng Wuchen was neither warm nor fire.

Feng Wuchen's remarks almost made Yang Songqing's internal organs burst open, and his anger was soaring.

"Stinky boy! What are you talking about!" A disciple behind Yang Songqing shouted angrily at Feng Wuchen, his eyes surging with murderous aura.

"Presumptuous!" Aware of the disciple's murderous aura, an extremely terrifying aura erupted, causing the disciple to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Su Xuan scolded abruptly: "No big or small! Does the old man not exist? Or do you think the realm of the congenital grade is very great? Yang Songqing, is this the disciple you taught? The old man is also an immortal grade inscription master, Your disciple doesn't know how to respect the elders, do you want the old man to teach him personally?"

Su Xuan's terrifying aura made the disciple so terrified that he didn't dare to fart.

The many inscription masters in the restaurant were all terrified, and no one dared to speak. The atmosphere of the entire restaurant was very heavy.

Su Xuan's anger is absolutely terrifying.

For the first time, the disciple of Tianwenzong scolded Feng Wuchen in front of Su Xuan. He had already given no face to Su Xuan, and Su Xuan did not care about it.

The second time he even dared to scold Feng Wuchen in front of him, obviously because he, the Palace Master of the Heavenly Master Immortal Mansion, did not exist!

Yang Songqing's face was gloomy and his heart was full of anger, but he didn't speak.

"Let's go!" Yang Songqing glared at Feng Wuchen, shouted in a low voice, then turned around and left, followed by the three disciples.

Before Yang Songqing and the others walked out of the restaurant, Feng Wuchen sneered again: "The disciples of Tianwen Sect really have no distinction between high and low, no manners, not even an apology. Tianwen's religion is really good."

"You!" Yang Song's lungs were about to explode with anger, but he was speechless.

"This is a stinky boy!" The disciple said with a grim face, his heart was vicious and angry, his fists were clenched tightly, and he could not wait to slap Feng Wuchen with a palm.

"What? Can't even apologize?" Feng Wuchen's cold voice sounded again.

"Why don't you apologize to Palace Master Su soon?" Yang Songqing's face twitched violently, his veins swelled, and he immediately shouted angrily to the disciple in a low voice.

"Sect Master, I..." The disciple was extremely reluctant, and his face was extremely ugly.

"What am I? I apologize!" Yang Songqing scolded angrily.

"Senior Su, I'm sorry." The disciple quickly bowed and apologized.

"Humph!" Su Xuansen snorted coldly, ignoring it at all.

The disciple's face was twitching violently, but he didn't dare to attack, he could only hold back in his mind.

"Su Xuan, let's wait and see!" Yang Songqing glanced at Su Xuan fiercely, said viciously in his heart, and then left in anger.

Su Xuan glanced at Yang Songqing disdainfully.

Feng Wuchen possesses the soul power of the divine realm, and Su Xuan is not afraid of Yang Songqing at all.

"It's no wonder that the inscription master of the innate quality realm is so arrogant and arrogant." After Yang Songqing and others left, Feng Wuchen said, the arrogant and arrogant genius, Feng Wuchen did not know how many times he had met.

"Tianwenzong is indeed not simple. There are many talented inscription masters in the sect. The three people just now are the top genius disciples of Tianwenzong." Zhen Xuan channel.

Su Xuan frowned and said: "Tianwenzong has always been arrogant and has high self-esteem. Yang Songqing is like this, and the disciples he taught are naturally the same."

"Master Feng, are you sure you can defeat the genius disciple of the Innate Inscription Master of the Tianwen Sect?" Second Elder Nie Guhong asked Feng Wuchen.

"Second elder, don't worry, it's fine if I lose to anyone, I won't lose to him." Feng Wuchen said with a light smile.

Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Su Xuan and others felt a lot at ease.

If Feng Wuchen is not sure, once he loses to the disciples of Tianwen Sect, wouldn't that make them laugh? Cynical?

After eating and drinking, Su Xuan took Feng Wuchen and the others to the Inscription Master Guild.

The Inscription Master Guild, there are many inscription masters, and there are also many powerful inscription masters, and more importantly, the Inscription Master Guild, as well as the Heavenly Emperor powerhouse.

In the Artifact Refiner Guild, there are already many talented inscription masters, all of whom come from various regions.

"Heavenly Capital Tianshi Xianfu Palace Master Su is here!" At the entrance of the Inscription Master Guild, a guard said loudly.

"Senior Su is here!"

"Su Xuan!"

"Elder Su? Please come quickly!"

Hearing Su Xuan's name, the expressions of many inscription tattooists present changed drastically at the same time, and a large number of people hurried to the door.

"Senior Su!" Seeing Su Xuan and the others walking in, inscription masters from all over the world stepped forward and greeted them respectfully.

Even the elders of the Inscription Master Guild came to entertain them in person, which shows how terrifying Su Xuan's position in the heavenly realm is.

Su Xuan has extremely high attainments in the realm of inscription masters, enough to be on an equal footing with the president of the inscription master guild.

How to say Su Xuan is also an inscription master of the Heavenly Immortal realm, and his realm is far above the powerful inscription masters of the Inscription Master Guild.

With such a precious and transcendent status, inscription masters from all over the world naturally want to give Su Xuan face.

"Elder Su, you've come, the president can't wait in the hall." The third elder of the Inscription Master Guild greeted him excitedly and received Su Xuan in person.

The elders received Su Xuan, which shows how high Su Xuan's status is.

"The third elder is polite." Su Xuan clasped his fists and smiled politely, without the slightest pretence of the palace master.

"Elder Su, please." The third elder politely made a gesture of invitation.

"Senior Su, I'll walk around the guild to see where the fight is taking place, and I won't go in." Feng Wuchen said quickly.

Su Xuan nodded, and then entered the hall with the three elders.

This is the Inscription Master Guild, and Su Xuan doesn't need to worry about Feng Wuchen's safety at all.

......

In the hall of the Immortal Temple, a guard entered the hall and respectfully said: "Reporting to the Immortal Emperor, Feng Ying has arrived at the Inscription Master Guild."

Hearing this, the corner of the Immortal Heavenly Emperor's mouth evoked a dangerous arc, and sneered: "Very good, the order goes on, the five forces of the Immortal God's Domain, once the battle between the Inscription Masters begins, immediately block the Inscription Master Guild, and not a fly is allowed to escape!"

"Yes! Immortal Emperor." The guard respectfully took orders.

"Humph! Feng Ying, you don't want to leave alive this time, this emperor's territory, this emperor has the final say!" The Immortal Emperor sneered to himself, his eyes flashing with ferocity. (To be continued)