"Squeak" followed by a loud bang, the gate of the City Lord's Mansion rumbled open, and eight people stepped in together, with a calm atmosphere, and there was no momentum at all, but the tens of thousands of people in front of the square were quiet. The first person in the row is dressed in red, his skin is better than snow, his eyes are like a pool of clear water, and when he looks forward to it, he has an elegant and elegant temperament, which makes people feel ashamed of himself and dare not blaspheme.

But the cold and arrogant eyes made everyone's eyes shine, and they were born with a desire to conquer. However, there is an extra fierce aura on her body, which makes people feel that this female cultivator is not bad. The other seven people moved back slightly, highlighting the identity of this woman, which is self-evident.

"I have heard that the pearl in the palm of the city lord's mansion is beautiful, but I didn't expect it to be so overwhelming, and it is not a loss to outsiders to evaluate it as one of the seven pearls of Yunlan Kingdom, it is better to be famous than to see it, it is not in vain for me to make this trip" A cold young man standing on the west side spat softly in a superior tone. The two old men behind him bowed slightly, squinting slightly, as if they were closing their eyes and recuperating without making any statement. It seems that the cold youth has nothing to do with them, but is just a concession that they have to make because of their status.

And the wooden bowl standing on the edge of the rest pouted, his eyes were full of darkness, and he didn't know what his father thought, his cultivation was completely comparable to the Tianjiao of the major sects, and he was not interested in participating in the hidden dragon list, anyway, he didn't need the allocation of these resources, and there was no need to unite with other sects.

What I pursue is the realm that my father said, yearning for the way of heaven, and becoming stronger is the goal of my life. In this way, the mother can be saved, the family can be reunited, and find a man for himself, and the father will come up with it, and he doesn't need it at all. Doesn't my father understand this?

"I heard that the cultivation of this wooden bowl has reached the stage of knotting, but it really makes us men embarrassed."

"If you can get such a beautiful woman, you would rather die than die," said a square-faced young man with a slightly distorted face.

"Dreaming"

"Hey, hey, hey," a square-faced young man smiled lewdly, but the look on his face leaked as if it should have been.

"The next seven rings, everyone can challenge at will, until the last seven people standing, enter the finals, each ring is guarded by seven elders of the city, no random killing, the age requirement is less than twenty-five, if there is a violation, the old man will not be polite, I hope you weigh each other, don't make mistakes" The old man Zimo spat slightly, the voice was not loud but spread throughout the audience, making everyone in front of the square feel that the sound was like in their ears.

"Let's start the game" After the old man Zimo finished speaking, he retreated to the side.

"Coax"

"Coax"

Just now, the seven old men of Yuecheng stepped forward one by one, and the seven rings appeared out of thin air, which showed that the things they held in their hands were all extraordinary magic weapons.

And the hustle and bustle didn't last long, and the seven rings in the square stood up one after another, which showed that the disciples of all the sects were very eager.

"Let's go down" An arrogant young man punched out, and the violent aura made the sword in the hand of the young disciple opposite just about to resist, and he vomited blood and fell out of the ring, and the young man in the ring was quite good. Not at all on the same level, it seems that there is a big gap between the cultivation of the two sides.

Li Feng secretly measured the comparison of his strength, the arrogant young man in front of him was at least the cultivation of the foundation building period, as for which level, the arrogant young man did not show all his strength at present, so it was impossible to estimate that this young man was a strong opponent.

"This is Lu Xiang of the Pear Sect, he has reached the foundation building period at such an age, and he is really worthy of the disciple cultivated by the Great Sect."

"If we have a large amount of resources, we won't necessarily be worse than him," a middle-aged man who was obviously a casual cultivator snorted lightly. The expression was obviously sour and jealous. It can be seen how difficult it is to practice casually.

And the other rings are also in full swing, the current disciples in the ring are some disciples in the Qi cultivation period, and the disciples in the foundation building period are just like Lu Xiang of the Pear Sect just now, most of them are just observing, and none of the real Tianjiao disciples are haunted.

The competition in the ring, Li Feng is not without interest, at least he will have more understanding and greater improvement by studying with the monks of various sects, but not now, the people of Yunfeng Valley have also seen it themselves, maybe they are in the crowd, the other party does not see them, if they are exposed, it is impossible for Yunfeng Valley to let go of themselves, kill a traitorous disciple who cultivates at the bottom, I believe that no one will care, even if it is in Yuecheng.

But people rely more on themselves, not on others, as for the daughter of the city lord's mansion is not something that they can climb, such a lady of heaven may only be able to match those heavenly pride.

To put it bluntly, Li Feng has a shabby inferiority complex in his heart. This is an inferiority complex that he was born with, not that he can't change it, but that Li Feng has no changed strength and mentality now.

Li Feng watched the game in front of him intently, absorbing all the exercises and magic weapons that he had not seen before. All sorts of things, all kinds of weirdness.

In such a day, the competition was spent in Li Feng's seriousness, and it also passed leisurely in the eyes of those who were not interested.