At this time, the Peng Demon Ancestral City was in full swing, and the outstanding disciples of the famous families all walked out of their homes, just to compete for the position of the followers of the gods, and even the leaders of their generation were also eager to try, hoping to get involved. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, the Peng Demon Ancestor's dictation came down, and no one could stop Jiucai from doing anything, and the gods' tour of the world was a huge gimmick, attracting too many people.

Peng Demon City, Peng Demon Ancestral Land, Lianyun Mountain Range, Shenming Mountain, at this time, there are thousands of people gathered at the foot of the mountain, and a large number of people are pressed by the black pressure, all of them are full of excitement and fighting spirit.

"How can you compete with me Peng Zhan!"

There is a strong man who roars, and a single move of Feipeng scares away a large number of people, and he is determined to win the position of followers.

"Why do you need two followers, just me is enough."

One person said softly, lowering his eyes, he only had one eye, but his tone was extremely sharp, with a surging murderous aura, and the people around him made a way for him to avoid.

Thirty percent of the 1,000 people were unable to participate in the war, and they were all brushed down by the conditions of the nine colors, but this couldn't stop them from watching the battle, as well as a little luck.

Many people stared at the colorful figure on the top of the mountain, and there was fanaticism in their eyes, if they could really become the followers of the gods, not to mention the honor of the ancestors, only the benefits were indispensable, this was a great opportunity.

It's a pity that this group of people is not destined to be captured.

The real candidate has long been determined in Jiucai's heart, and in addition to the meaning of the elder's seat, this selection competition does not have Jiucai's careful thinking, as well as a little bit of the idea of pretending to be X.

"So many people here?"

Tang Yi and the others were startled when they arrived, and were shocked by this formation, they thought that hundreds of people were the limit, but the situation was several times as much as expected.

"So, we're going to go through more than one war?" Feng Yin frowned, he didn't want to show his strength here.

Tang Yi was even more speechless, and directly took out a piece of turquoise jade and scolded, spitting stars flying wildly, without concealing it at all, attracting the people around him to watch frequently, speechless for a while.

After a long time, Jiucai's helpless voice came from the stone: "Who would have thought that there were so many geniuses of the Peng Demon Clan, I didn't expect it......"

But at this moment, a discordant voice sounded, with a thick impatience.

"This is a private matter of the Peng Demon Clan, what kind of excitement do the two foreign clans have, go away as soon as possible."

A man walked over with a giant sword on his back, said with a frown, and said without even looking at them, his tone was very annoyed.

Feng Yin pursed his lips, and did not refute or fight back, they went all the way, and even the older generation didn't say anything, but he put on an unhappy posture here, clearly deliberately provoking.

"We're here for a jousting tournament, and we're all competitors just like you." Tang Yi said with a straight face, he was telling the truth.

"You're going to participate in this tournament? Hahaha......" The man repeated this sentence loudly, and then instantly laughed disdainfully, the laughter was extremely harsh, and the meaning of provocation was self-evident.

The people around laughed, and several powerful competitors not far away also laughed, the two of them who were the Three-Eyed Clan seemed very isolated, and the surrounding people were the laughing Peng Demon Clan, there were thousands of people.

"The rules don't say that only the Peng Demon Clan is allowed to participate, and we don't break the rules." Feng Yin replied calmly, his face did not change in the face of thousands of people, but his words were very pale in the ridicule of thousands of people.

Not far away, an elder of the Peng Demon Clan saw this scene, but he only smiled and did not speak, but he was so happy.

The young man with the giant sword on his back strode forward, with a heavy sense of oppression, and said word by word: "Boom out!" ”

"Get out of here, it's just two little three-eyed clans, one person can drown you with a mouthful of spit."

"That's it, how are you fighting us?"

Everyone was extremely sarcastic, and their words were so sharp that they were mixed with a lot of insulting words, which made Feng Yin frown, and a trace of anger rose in his heart.

What the two didn't expect was that someone really patted the feathers on his chest, walked up with a sneer, and wanted to attack them.

"Since you don't want to get out of the way, I can only help you...... Thrown out. He grinned and was about to make a move.

Rumble!

There was a loud noise in the flat ground, and the ground shook violently, as if there was an earthquake here, and the descendants of the Peng Demon, who were slightly weaker, almost fell, and Feng Yin rose up a puff of smoke and dust, and he couldn't see the situation inside.

"Carving insect skills!"

The man with the giant sword on his back whispered, and instantly stretched out his hand to blow out a hurricane, blowing away the smoke and dust, and his strength can be seen, although he provoked Feng Yin, it is undeniable that he is a master of the same generation of the Peng Demon Clan, and he can see it the moment he makes a move.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Feng Yin and the others still stood proudly on the spot, without a trace of change, but next to Feng Yin's feet with golden vertical pupils, there was a huge deep pit, and dense cracks spread out, extending to the feet of the giant sword man.

The man who wanted to make a move flew out sideways, spinning five or six times in the air before falling to the ground, looking at Feng Yin in horror, being so frightened that he didn't know what to do, and he was swinging all over.

One kick of might!

"This ...... Isn't it rumored that the Three-Eyed Clan's Taoism is exquisite, and the physical body is just a weakness? How did he ......"

There was a burst of exclamations around, and many people looked at Feng Yin in disbelief, stepping out of the earthquake?

"The contest hasn't started yet, you dare to make a move on my compatriots?!"

The giant sword man's eyes instantly froze, and he asked with hostility.

"I'm just stomping on the ground, and if you think I'm going to make a move, come and get revenge."

Feng Yin replied indifferently, his violent temperament has been restrained a lot these days, but there is still a trace of anger at this time, if it weren't for the fear that this is the Peng Demon Ancestral Land, that person would not be alive at all, after all, that person was just shaken off by the ground, and he was not injured.

The laughter around disappeared, and there was a normal silence, and no one provoked Feng Yin verbally, but many people had already retreated.

This is the East China Sea Realm, and it will only be the weak who will be provoked, not the wicked, and now that the strength is revealed, no one wants to be the first bird.

"Haha! Good...... Very good! ”

Not far away, a slender figure walked over, it was a white feather Peng Demon descendant, at this time clapped his hands and walked forward, the spectators did not retreat, looking very jealous, obviously, this is another strong contender.

"I thought that a few of us would fight each other among my peers, but unfortunately not anymore, congratulations on becoming everyone's target."

He smiled and walked in front of Feng Yin, less than a meter away from him face to face, this distance was too dangerous among cultivators, especially in front of Feng Yin, who showed his strength, but the white feather Peng Demon Descendant had nothing to fear, just smiling very gracefully, and the white feather on the surface of his body was spotless, as clean as snow.

In the end, the older generation finally couldn't stand it anymore, and came forward to dismiss the entanglement, and told everyone that the competition was about to begin.

"I look forward to fighting you, and see the look of chagrin on your face when you die under my sword." The ancient sword man's expression was cold, and he said with a cruel smile.

But Feng Yin directly pretended not to hear, turned around and talked to Tang Yi, let him punch him in the air, snorted and walked away.

"You don't want to participate in this battle, I'll defeat everyone and make a place for you." Feng Yin said calmly, he actually wanted to abuse everyone alone, and he had this confidence.

"This is someone's territory, after all, so many people are staring at it, don't make any trouble, otherwise it will be difficult to explain this matter." Tang Yi told him that he was telling the truth, but it sounded extremely harsh to the people around him, and he couldn't wait to fight now.

"The competition begins!"

After all, this competition is too hasty, and there are not too many rules, every ten people fight in a group, nine people are eliminated, and the winner continues to the next round until two winners are selected, and the competition is over.

"What about the gods? Why didn't he come out to watch the game? "Some people wonder, even if they can't win, it's satisfying to see a look of light.

The venue is very large, that is, tens of thousands of people can accommodate it, and several elders in charge are grouped, and soon, dozens of groups are divided, a total of more than sixty groups, and Feng Yin is in the last group, fighting with the other thirteen people.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

The other thirteen people glanced at each other, and walked towards Feng Yin with a cruel smile on their faces, wanting to pull out this outsider first.

"Boom!"

Sword light spread in the distance, and the giant sword man ended the battle quickly, defeating all the competitors in the same group with one move, pointing at Feng Yin defiantly.

"It's not fun to die in the first round." He swaggered aside, always hostile.