This man named Xiong Tiantian was about twenty years old, but his strength had reached the realm of the Triple Martial Sect.

His beard was flying, with tiger head and leopard eyes, and behind him was a dark red knife seven feet long wrapped around him with strips of cloth.

A breath of arrogance and blood overflowed from his body.

"The knife boy, the realm of the great consummation of the sword intent, under the knife, the mountains and rivers are opened, and the fierceness is incomparable. ”

"I didn't expect this fierce man to come, it seems that we can only drink soup. ”

"Well, that's just the beginning. The battle of the hundred domains will start immediately, this kind of opportunity, how could I miss the few princes of the Cangyu?!"

......

From the conversation of a few people not far away, Mu Feng learned that this was the Cangyu adjacent to the Xuan Domain, and the strength of the entire Cang Domain was slightly stronger than the Xuan Domain.

Also, it seems that they are the most outstanding existence of the younger generation, called 'Childe'?

As for the Xuan Domain, Mu Feng has heard others say that he has made a juvenile supreme list, which basically represents the demonic talents of the younger generation in this domain.

"Haha, Brother Xiong, far away, the little brother will appreciate your invincible heroism. ”

Sou!

A silver shadow flashed, and I saw an extremely handsome young man appear in the field.

That's right, it's handsome.

This man has snow-white skin, extremely delicate facial features, and a slender figure.

"Yi Gongzi, Pan Yi'an!"

Everyone's eyes shrank and said solemnly.

"Hmph, Pan Yi'an, you little white face, last night, you were happy with a few chicks again?"

Xiong Lingtian laughed.

Hearing this, Pan Yi'an's cheeks were slightly red, and he said with a hint of shyness: "It's not much, just ten." ”

Wow!

When the surrounding male warriors heard this, they all showed expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred.

I can't wait to replace this Pan Yi'an.

And some female cultivators, when they saw this Pan Yi'an, their eyes flashed with brilliance, and they kept throwing flattering eyes.

So much charm?!

The corners of Mu Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless.

This handsome-looking boy is actually fond of this?

Moreover, it sounds quite 'fierce'.

The most important thing is that some female disciples, when they heard that this son was ten women in one night, were still like moths, as if they were about to pounce on this flame.

"Hehe, brother, I'm surprised to see you, haven't you heard of the name of 'Yi Gongzi'?"

Beside Mu Feng, there was a young man with an ordinary appearance, but his cultivation had reached the ninth level of martial arts.

Hearing this, Mu Feng smiled and said, "This senior brother, I come from a small sect, and this is the first time I have gone out to practice. ”

"Oh!"

The man grimaced.

So, he was very enthusiastic and introduced to Mu Feng: "This Yi Gongzi is from the second-level sect Rosemary Valley, where the disciples cultivate, pay attention to a cultivation method of collecting yin and supplementing yang. ”

"And this 'Yi' son is the chief of this Rosemary Valley, and his strength is triple and powerful. ”

"Because he is suave and elegant, he has attracted countless ladies to give him arms. But it lingers in the flowers, and it is not a single leaf, so it is respectfully called 'Yi Gongzi'!"

"Awesome!"

Hearing this, Mu Feng also had to admire that this Yi Gongzi was indeed powerful.

Moreover, the fluctuations that came from this teenager were also extremely powerful.

......

Time passes.

A few days have passed in a flash.

Around the entire Zhentian Tower, tens of thousands of martial artists gathered, and one after another spiritual power fluctuated, stirring up the wind and clouds.

Among them, the six sons, including Xiong Lingtian and Pan Yi'an, are the most domineering!

The other four people are 'Sword Boy' Fang Yan, 'Yu Boy' Jin Xiang, 'Stick Boy' Sun Xing, and 'Playboy' Nian Nujiao.

Among them, the 'playboy' Nian Nujiao is a delicate beauty, holding a paper umbrella, wrapped in red clothes, outlining a beautiful and delicate figure, with a smile and a smile, all full of endless ** taste.

As soon as she appeared, the atmosphere around the entire Zhentian Tower suddenly became a little warmer.

Countless male martial arts cultivators looked at Nian Nujiao with burning eyes, and the woman smiled slightly, which could cause the sound of countless martial artists to breathe heavily.

However, even so, few warriors dare to talk about it, because, don't look at the surface of this 'playboy' who is kind on the surface, once he starts to move, he will definitely not lose to anyone present.

Once, there was an elder of a second-level sect who coveted the playboy and threatened to sleep with the playboy.

However, not long after, the elder died tragically in the Qinglou, and there happened to be a flower mark on his eyebrows.

Even so, the second-level sect where the elder belonged failed to deal with Nu Jiao.

From then on, when everyone looked at this thorny rose, they wanted to possess it, but they were deeply jealous.

And the famous saying of the playboy also spread: "It is not the influence that makes people fearful, but the fear!"

"Interesting. ”

The corners of Mu Feng's mouth hooked up a smile.

Of course, he had no interest in this 'dude'.

Because, the appearance of Su Rou, Luo Yi, and the women in the charming city is not below them at all, and they are still victorious.

Of course, all of this was told to Mu Feng by the enthusiastic martial artist Ninefold Martial Artist.

This made Mu Feng feel a lot more favorably for the teenager.

Rumble!

At this moment, a fierce wind shot out, and the pupils of the tens of thousands of martial artists below the Zhentian Tower shrank, and this man was able to stand in the air.

"Martial King is strong!"

"Zhentian Tower, hum, what a big breath, I want to see if you really live up to your name. ”

This man, dressed in black, was shocking.

However, Mu Feng sensed that this person was even weaker than Wu Wang Yue Suifeng.

"Whew!"

The man turned his palm into a claw and grabbed at the ancient stone tower.

Airplanes!

The space suddenly darkened, and everyone was horrified to see a huge eagle claw that covered the sky and the sun, and the claws slashed, and the space was torn out black marks.

The momentum was monstrous, and such a strong grasp landed on the tower of the town.

Boom!

What shocked everyone was that the earth-shattering claws exploded directly.

And the town tower did not move.

Boom!

At this moment, a gray air stream shot out, teleporting towards the Martial King wearing a black coat.

Boom!

The strong man of the Martial King was directly knocked out for dozens of miles and was deeply damaged!

In the next few days, several Martial King powerhouses tried to take away the Heavenly Tower, but they were all injured without exception.

Those who wanted to break in were also retreated.

Even, some Wuhou powerhouses also came to test one after another, and finally all of them failed.

It seems that the selection conditions issued by this mysterious ancient tower that day cannot be discounted in the slightest.

At first, the martial arts level, including the six princes, and the martial artists below, were still worried that this ancient pagoda would be taken away.

However, after a few days, I was deflated by the peerless powerhouses that were difficult to see on weekdays, and my heart was secretly refreshed.

On this day, as if the powerhouses of the Cangyu had reached a consensus, no one above the Martial Sect would come.

"Ha, hurry up and open the door, my big knife is already hungry and thirsty. ”

As soon as the rough voice sounded, it was the bear Ling Tian.

(End of chapter)