"This time, maybe it's going to be really interesting. ”

Lin Fei's gaze was cast far away, sprinkled into the crowd, and a trace of heat flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Since he was in the crowd of the Liu family, Lin Fei had no choice but to find a place to settle down with Liu Hao and the others.

Sitting under the Holy Martial Field, Lin Fei could feel strange glances cast around him.

There was even a faint smell of murder in the air around him, which contained a little bit of cold light.

Suddenly, Lin Fei felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him fiercely in the dark, as if they were about to completely devour him, and that kind of resentful feeling was deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Wu Chen?"

Lin Fei turned his head slightly, and his eyes met the crowd of martial artists who were not far away from them.

At this moment, a cold killing intent bloomed in Wu Chen's eyes, as if to warn Lin Fei, boy, if you let me meet you, I will personally kill you!

"Hate me so much, it seems that you have a deep love for this Liu Yueyan!"

Lin Fei thought secretly in his heart, and at the same time looked back, and a cold chill spread between the two of them.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Sensing Lin Fei's abnormality, Liu Tiancheng on the side asked inexplicably.

"Ahem, not much. ”

Lin Fei coughed deliberately, as if to cover up the scene of the confrontation between him and Wu Chen.

"Oh, so you're looking for that Wu Chen! I heard that when happened between you, and he sent someone to surround you?"

Liu Tiancheng looked indifferent and asked very casually.

However, the person who wanted to ask was Lin Fei, and her tone changed a little, and there were some emotional fluctuations.

"What about containment? Just take as many as you want. ”

Lin Fei was extremely easy-going, his tone was lukewarm, and he really looked lazy.

"Yes, I like you like this, you have the guts, admire. ”

Liu Tiancheng gave Lin Fei a thumbs up, and there was a hint of sincerity in his eyes.

"Prizes. ”

Under the Holy Martial Field, there was a commotion, and everyone turned their eyes to the high platform above the Holy Martial Field.

The high platform, almost all made of pure gold, shone brightly, and there was a faint amount of brilliant gold flowing, illuminating most of the eyes with extraordinary light.

Around the high platform, dignified and domineering golden dragons swirled around it, their minions were hideous, and their bodies exuded an awe-inspiring majesty of a king.

The area of the high platform is not small, enough to accommodate as many as 100 people.

Above, a middle-aged man in a golden dragon robe sat silently, his knees naturally apart, staring with interest in the direction of the participants of the Sunset Country.

"I hope that this time, there is no problem with the person selected by Yue'er. ”

He muttered in a low voice, and the eagle sharpness in his eyes was released, and the strong oppressive force even spread throughout the entire Holy Martial Field.

Beside him, the lords of the other four countries also sat quietly, their eyes shining with contempt, staring disdainfully at the position of the participants of the Sunset Country.

"The imperial power of the Sunset Country belongs to my Eagle Horn Country!"

The person who spoke, dressed in a gray-black robe, his eyes revealed an evil aura, his voice was a little vicissitudes, and he had white hair that did not match his age.

He was only about forty years old at best.

However, his hair turned all white, and you can imagine how difficult everything he went through.

"Today, it is my Sunset Country and the other four countries to hold a celebration, and everyone has worked tirelessly and come from afar, which can be regarded as a respect for my Luo!"

"There's not much nonsense, everything starts according to the flow of the celebration!"

As the voice of the lord of the sunset country fell, the sound of musical instruments sounded suddenly, and the singers and dancers walked up to the holy martial arts field with graceful gaits, and began to play music, slowly dancing their bodies, and moving.

Most people are not very interested in such a link.

What they are concerned about is such an extremely important link as the war of the Five Nations.

It can be seen that the capital that wins the first place in the five countries can get something from the last country.

It can also be said that this is a battle of survival of the fittest.

Every year's battles will one-sidedly weaken the weak national capital, thus completely disintegrating it and becoming a stepping stone for other national capitals, and then creating a new national capital and severely damaging the heroic industry.

Offstage, Lin Fei raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at the top of the high platform as if he were nothing.

He is looking for, where is Luo Yingyue's figure?

An hour had passed, and the process of the celebration was almost complete.

When it comes to facing an important battle, the lords of all the capitals are almost impatient.

Especially this vulgar beginning, which always delays an hour, is too much of a hindrance.

"The celebration is over. Next, the battle of the Five Kingdoms will officially begin!!"

The lord of the Sunset Country stood up suddenly, his eyes fell far away, and he looked at the young people who were fighting in various countries, and a little worry appeared in his eyes.

In the past few years, they were almost the last in the Sunset Country, and the important rights of the entire national capital were divided up.

And this year, if it loses again, the Sunset Kingdom is likely to completely collapse.

Thinking of this, the face of the lord of the Sunset Country revealed a bit of sorrow and sorrow.

On the Holy Martial Field, an elderly man stood quietly in place, counting the personnel from various countries participating in the battle, his eyes were sharp, and he could be said to be old and strong.

"Sunset Country, Eagle Horn Country, Qingfeng Country, Hundred Miles Country, Thousand Source Country. ”

The old man silently recited the boxy personnel over and over again, and there was no superfluous look in his eyes.

"The personnel of the five countries have gathered, and the next step is to adopt a three-on-three team competition, whichever country wins the most games will be considered the final winner. ”

The old man began to introduce, and his voice was still flat.

Lin Fei and the others sat quietly in place, not in a hurry to get up.

These people are almost all Tianjiao of the major sects of the Sunset Country, and they can be regarded as the first wave of fighters.

As for the second wave, it is the sunset of the major families in China.

Lin Fei didn't know about these at first, but after hearing Liu Hao's explanation on the side, he understood a little.

There were only 30 people in the major capitals who participated in the war.

It is conceivable that these are the elite young generation of various countries, and they all have the power to change the situation in the entire national capital.

In the competition between sects, Lin Fei didn't pay too much attention, but just silently read the clues in his heart.

"Father, after so many years, can't you even find any news?"

Lin Fei's expression was illusory, he looked into the distance with some dazedness, and whispered to himself in his heart.

"How's it going?"

Just as Lin Fei was meditating, a familiar and cold voice came from his ears.

"It's okay to promise you, but don't forget what you promised me. ”