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However, what no one knew was that outside Nanling City, four figures were flying rapidly, silently landing on a commanding height outside Nanling City.

The aura on the four of them is very powerful, and between their hands and feet, they show a casual morality of heaven and earth, and their cultivation seems to be no longer under Liang Wenyao.

"Nanling City is the entrance and exit of Qingxiao City, as long as you control here, you will control the lifeblood of Qingxiao City." One of them, a man in iron-clad armor, pointed to Nanling City Road.

"According to the eyeliner lurking in Qingxiao City, there is a demon invasion in Qingxiao City, and the people of the Martial Spirit Hall are panicking, this is a great opportunity." The other person was holding a glazed pagoda, which looked almost the same as the Demon Star Pagoda.

"Take a hair and move the whole body, do you control Nanling City now?" A man in a dark robe looked to his side, and a man in purple asked.

The purple-clothed man held a sharp sword in his hand, he took two steps forward, looked deeply at Nanling City in front of him, and said, "When will your people arrive?" ”

"It's already lurking in Nanling City."

"Just wait for an order, and my people will rush into Nanling City as soon as possible."

"Be prepared."

The other three seemed to be led by the man in purple, and they replied one by one.

The purple-clothed man nodded and said, "Let your people get ready, the Martial Spirit Conference has begun, waiting for news from Qingxiao City." ”

"Okay." Several people should be.

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At this moment, in Qingxiao City, the people of the Eight Banners still haven't appeared, and the discussions around them are one after another, so it's not lively.

"Alas, it's really hard to choose, the Zhenghuang Flag is the strongest, Lin Fengying's name is also the loudest, the red flag comes from behind, these two flags should be the strongest of the eight flags, but the rest of the flags can't be underestimated, this note is really not easy to press."

"Yes, Chu Feibai with the yellow flag, Xiahoudun with the white flag, and Leng Hao with the white flag seem to be good, and Cao Zhen of the red flag and Wang Simiao of the blue flag, although they are not very famous, I heard that the strength is also extremely strong, and before the Martial Spirit Conference, they also gathered resources to break through for them, and they should have made a lot of achievements."

"Ahem, these are the most powerful contenders on the surface, who knows how many geniuses there are in the Eight Banners secretly, in short, the results of this martial soul conference are really difficult to choose."

"Yes, I still remember that more than a hundred years ago, in the contest between the previous flag owners, Lin Tianying was the undisputed first, this time, it was really not a good choice."

"That's what's interesting, what's so good about the crushing battle, it's still the same competition that is exciting."

The crowd was talking excitedly, and suddenly it was a lot quieter, only to see a group of people walking in the distance, and everyone instantly dispersed to both sides, making a passageway, and the person who came was a person with a yellow flag, passing through the crowd and sitting directly on his seat.

And after them, the white flag followed.

The eight seats in the middle symbolize the supreme existence of the Martial Spirit Palace, not only glory, but also strength, everyone looked at them hotly, and they really wanted to be able to sit on that kind of seat one day.

As the people of the two flags sat down, everyone's eyes looked at the young men of the two flags.

The yellow flag is naturally headed by Chu Feibai, and the white flag is led by Leng Hao, and the young men of the two flags are full of energy, but one by one they are full of energy, so that people can't see their strength clearly, so they can only guess secretly.

Just when everyone was guessing, another team of people and horses strode over, and a powerful momentum bloomed from afar, which surprised the crowd and raised their eyes.

Today's Martial Soul Conference has brought almost all the high-level leaders of Qingxiao City, there are more than a dozen emperor-level powerhouses, dozens of emperor-level powerhouses, and several emperor-level martial soul masters, dozens of soul emperor levels, and the number of people is more than the total number of yellow and white flags.

Nearly 100 people poured into the venue, and under the eyes of everyone, they sat on their seats majestically.

Of course, it is not these strong people who attract everyone's attention the most, but those young heroes in the Zhengbai Flag, who are the people who represent the Zhengbai Flag and one of the protagonists of today's conference.

"Is that Xiahou Xuan, the martial arts breath is actually the realm of the emperor, and the power of the divine soul that emanates from it is actually the eighth-order soul emperor, and looking at that breath, it is definitely not an ordinary soul emperor, the late stage of the eighth order, or the peak of the eighth order?"

The eyes of the crowd immediately fell on a young man beside Xiahou Jin, and they were stunned by the momentum he exuded.

Xiahoudun enjoyed this gaze very much, and raised his head slightly proudly, indescribably arrogant.

Xiahou Jin looked at Leng Anran coldly, sat straight in his place, his eyes rolled for a while, and he snorted coldly: "These people's shelves are not small, they are all sunburned, and they haven't appeared yet, haven't you seen that the yellow flag and the white flag have arrived, the two flags have joined forces, and the rest of the flags dare to ignore it like this, they really despise your authority and strength, it's just looking for death." ”

Chu Yixi, who was inlaid with yellow flags, tilted his head lightly and said with a smile: "When will the Xiahou Banner Master also learn to provoke, and the rest of the flags are looking for death, I don't know if the Xiahou Banner Master dares to execute?" ”

Xiahou Jin sneered and said: "How can I have such strength, the Eight Banners of the Soul Hall are all very powerful, and the yellow and white inlays are the strongest of the strong, and it is thank God to let me go of the white flag." ”

Chu Yixi smiled and said: "Xiahou Banner Lord said this, I can show a clear way, and now I leave with someone, so I don't have to thank God, I guarantee that no one will touch you at all." ”

Xiahou Jin said disdainfully: "It's a long way to return to the Phantom Wave Divine Domain, I'm afraid that I will encounter wind and waves on the way, so let's be honest with everyone." His gaze swirled on the young Junjie with yellow and white flags, and landed on Chu Feibai and Leng Hao, his eyes suddenly narrowed, "Ahem, the young Junjie of the two flags is really extraordinary." ”

"The white flag is not bad." Chu Yixian and Leng Anran both laughed, and their eyes swept back and forth on Xiahou Dun.

The three of them did not continue to target, but their faces were cold, sitting silently in their positions, no longer speaking, and in their hearts, they were all weighing the strength of their opponents.

"A few of you came early enough."

A hearty voice came, and everyone saw several figures walking towards this side, and it was the Zhenghong Flag and the Zhenglan Banner.

Tuoba Hong and Fang Qingya each walked towards this side with dozens of people, and the crowd had not closed since they had dispersed a passage, because they knew that the people of the Martial Spirit Hall would come one after another.

Chu Yixi, Leng Anran, Xiahou Jin and others looked at each other, of course, what they were looking at was not the masters of Tuoba Hong and Fang Qingya, but the young heroes in the two banners.

After sweeping their eyes one by one, the three of them also closed their eyes and did not say a word.

And those young heroes are looking at each other, exuding a cold atmosphere, today, these young heroes will be competitors, naturally there will be no good faces.

Soon, the people of Zhenghuang Banner also arrived, compared to the other teams of dozens of people, Zhenghuang Qi seemed much more single, only a few young heroes such as Xue Zijie and Mu Qingming and Lin Fengying, a total of only a few people.

However, although the concedence of Zhenghuangqi is a little less, it is definitely the focus of everyone.

Because Zhenghuang Qi is the head of the Soul Palace, every young man is very powerful, especially Lin Fengying, but he is known as the first young man in the Soul Palace, and the rest of the young men who are divided into flags have their eyes on Lin Fengying's body, as if they want to see through it.

"Hmph, the yellow flags have arrived, only the red and blue are left, these two flags are really arrogant, do you still want the yellow flag to wait, so despise the status of the first flag of the yellow flag, I think they are all looking for death." Xiahou Jin didn't forget to provoke one or two, and said coldly.

Xue Zijie sat down indifferently and said with a smile: "If the Xiahou Banner Master has any opinions, it is better to send someone to arrest them all, everyone in the province has been waiting for a long time." ”

Xiahou Jin shrugged his shoulders and sneered: "My white flag is not as good as the first flag of the yellow flag, but I am just a small follower, how dare I offend others." Then, his gaze fell on Lin Fengying's body, "The first young person in the Soul Palace, I don't know if I can defend this title today." ”

"Why should the Xiahou Banner Lord be in a hurry, the end of today's Martial Spirit Conference will be known." Xue Zijie smiled indifferently, full of confidence.

Lin Fengying also looked at eye level, without the slightest wave, and didn't even glance at the rest of the young heroes of the flags, it seemed that he didn't pay attention to these people, which made the rest of the young heroes of the flags secretly angry.

"Humph!"

A young man behind Xiahou Jin who looked similar to him snorted coldly, he seemed to be very unhappy, and when he took a step forward, a powerful divine soul power flowed out from his body, distorting the space on the seat, and the target was directed at Lin Fengying.

It is a big taboo to fight before the game, the Wuhun Conference is too important to the future of the Eight Banners of the Soul Palace, any contestant, who is not recuperating, will never waste a trace of strength when it is not time to compete, fight in full condition, and strive to get the best ranking.

Xiahoudun's move is undoubtedly harmful to others and himself, except for a few young junjie who are in the yellow flag and slightly angry, the rest of the flags are sneering, hoping that the two sides will fight to the death.

Mu Qingming's eyes were slightly downcast, and he stared at Xiahou Jin a little unhappily, but the latter directly looked away and let Xiahou Jin test it, which made him even more unhappy, but with his identity, it was naturally difficult to intervene for Lin Fengying, and Xue Zijie was also indifferent, he didn't say anything, and watched Lin Fengying meet the enemy.

Lin Fengying was still indifferent, although Mo Chen gave him great pressure, but in the face of the rest of the junjie, at least in the face of this Xiahou Xuan, he did not have the slightest pressure, only to see a deep light on his body, suspended in front of him like a barrier, directly blocking all the distorted spatial power, it was difficult to advance in the slightest.

Seeing this, Xiahoudun secretly increased the impact of his divine soul, but he still couldn't break through Lin Fengying's defense.

And Lin Fengying didn't fight back, just sat there indifferently, letting Xiahou Dun attack.

Xiahoudun's face changed, and the impact of his divine soul continued to increase, but Lin Fengying's defensive power also continued to grow stronger with his divine soul impact, how strong the attack was, how strong the defense was, and he did not waste the slightest strength.

Xiahoudun only felt that he could break through the opponent's defense with a little more strength, but every time it was in vain, which made him angry, and he frantically improved his strength, which was almost promoted to his heyday, but he still couldn't break through the opponent's defense, which made him feel crazy in his heart.

The difference between the two people's expressions seemed to symbolize the gap in the strength of the two, and the crowd secretly shook their heads.