Listening to Cheng Hefeng's words, the cultivators of the Qinglin Dynasty and the Cloud Sword Dynasty all glanced at Baili Hongxiang and the others.

Although the reputation of the Tiangang Dynasty is also quite loud in the assessment competition, in their eyes, they are just a group of opportunistic people, and their strength is far from being comparable to them.

A small dynasty is a small dynasty, no matter how grandiose it is, it is not on the same level as them after all.

"They're just cannon fodder when they come here, and they're going to get nothing in the end. ”

Fang Wencheng of the Qinglin Dynasty had a slightly cold light, although there were many cultivators in this vicinity, but in his eyes, the only opponents he needed to care about were the Mingwu Dynasty and the Cloud Sword Dynasty.

As for the other cultivators, he wouldn't put it in his eyes at all.

A mocking smile spread across the face of Yu Junfei of the Cloud Sword Dynasty, "Fang Wencheng, don't be too careless, a team of a small dynasty can achieve such results in the assessment competition, this is not something that ordinary people can do." ”

Hearing this, Fang Wencheng couldn't help but look at Yu Junfei, and his eyes were a little dissatisfied.

"Yu Junfei, I see that you are getting worse and worse now, and a small dynasty team is worth your worries.

If that's all you have, in my opinion, you might as well just give up. ”

Fang Wencheng's face was full of disdain, a large dynasty is a large dynasty, and the real large dynasty team is not comparable to ordinary teams at all.

What the group of cultivators of the Tiangang Dynasty could compare with was just some large dynastic teams with inferior strength, not their level.

Yu Junfei looked at Fang Wencheng coldly, and the coldness in his voice deepened a little.

"Fang Wencheng, I haven't seen you for a while, but I'm getting more and more arrogant, just because you deserve to let me go?"

As soon as these words came out, the momentum of Fang Wencheng and Yu Junfei both exploded.

The Qinglin Dynasty and the Cloud Sword Dynasty have always had grievances between them, and the grievances accumulated over the years are no longer something that can be resolved simply.

Not to mention the friction between dynasties on weekdays, every assessment competition is a place for them to compete.

Therefore, from the moment they participate in the assessment competition, they are already enemies of each other.

"Yo, look at your posture to practice!"

Fang Wencheng sneered, not afraid of what Yu Junfei said at all.

The two of them really made a move, and it wasn't certain who would win!

Seeing that the contradiction between Fang Wencheng and Yu Junfei was getting deeper and deeper, Cheng Hefeng couldn't help but say loudly: "The most important thing now is Feng Linghu, don't waste time in other places."

Whoever will be able to grab the Wind Spirit Tiger later, this result will already be able to be judged. ”

As Cheng Hefeng's words fell, Yu Junfei and Fang Wencheng glanced at each other, and they both snorted coldly and then turned around, unwilling to continue to say a word to each other.

Many cultivators present had seen this scene, and the contradictions between the Qinglin Dynasty and the Cloud Sword Dynasty were really becoming more and more intense.

If it weren't for the Wind Spirit Tiger, I'm afraid that the two would have already fought at this time.

Baili Hong's eyes fell on Cheng Hefeng's body, just as Mo Yunjue introduced, this Cheng Hefeng is really a smiling tiger.

This incident was obviously provoked by him first, and he was responsible for the peace at this time, and both sides thought he was good, which was really a good means.