If one day, you saw a chicken flying in the sky, what would it be?

If only the chicken was bigger than a peacock, with fiery red feathers all over its body, and its chirping sound like a phoenix, and its tail being colorful, it was still flying in the sky......

Bai Lengye was completely stunned, he watched the strange bird fall from the sky, its huge body looked extremely heavy, and it let out a long cry when it fell behind him.

"Damn, isn't this a turkey, why has it become so windy?" said the little stinky on the side.

"Fire, turkey?"

Bai Lengye's eyes widened suddenly, and then he saw the firebird swaggering over, raising his head high, and waving his wings a few times, as if showing off the feathers on his body.

"Damn, what are you dragging the turkey, let Lao Tzu see if the chicken feathers on your body are dyed. ”

Xiao Shi walked over and pulled and pulled, and the turkey jumped in place angrily, and bit each other with his mouth.

"Oops, give it to me, you damn turkey, I'm biting you and stewing you!"

Xiao Stinky and the turkey scuffled together, and Bai Leng Ye was speechless when he saw it, this is really a pair of living treasures.

"Alright, don't make trouble, let's go back first, this place is evil. ”

Bai Lengye glanced behind him, then jumped onto the back of the turkey, and the other party spread his wings and rushed into the sky with him.

"Hey, boss, wait. The little stinky pedaled and ran for more than a dozen steps, and a bounce rushed over, following closely behind Bai Lengye. Sitting on the back of the turkey, Bai Leng Ye looked at each other, and now the turkey has changed very much from the previous appearance, very much like a legendary divine beast, the heavy songbird.

Chongming bird is the mythical bird in ancient Han myths and legends, its shape resembles a chicken, the song is like a phoenix, this bird has two eyeballs in both eyes, so it is called Chongming bird, also called Chongming bird.

It has great strength and is able to fight beasts. It can ward off disasters such as fierce beasts and monsters. In the Han folk New Year customs, sticking chickens on doors and windows is actually the last intention of the bird.

It is estimated that many people still think that it is just an ordinary chicken pasted on it......

When he returned, the turkey was once again as petite as before, but not all of its feathers were fiery red, and its tail was multicolored.

Bai Lengye called the old man and asked about the reincarnation of the little six realms, but the phone couldn't get through for a long time, and he couldn't get in touch again.

At this time, someone from the inner gate approached him and said that he would hold a competition in the outside world and ask him to be a referee.

Bai Lengye was idle, so he nodded and agreed.

Two or three days later, Bai Lengye rushed over, and the competition venue was in a relatively hidden mountain forest, where a special open space was opened, in addition to cultivators, there were also some rich people or something, of course, officials were also indispensable.

There are many people who know Bai Lengye, and there will be people to greet him wherever he goes, no matter what his identity, in front of Bai Lengye, he is cautious, for fear that he will offend the other party by saying the wrong thing.

What kind of person is Bai Lengye now, he is the recognized leader of the inner gate, and he is the great benefactor who saved their lives.

Although the inner gate is not as good as before, the overall strength is still there, even if some old men with prestige are still there, in the face of Bai Leng Ye, they can only intersect with each other.

But some people don't know, and when they see that the people in the inner gate are respectful to a young man, they are all frightened.

Many people are speculating in their hearts about what Bai Lengye's identity is, and they actually let the people in the inner gate be cautious.

Bai Lengye sat in the middle referee's seat, this is where he has the most power, and his words are the final decision on the victory or defeat of those people.

Bai Lengye looked at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man below who was eager to try, and couldn't help but smile, how similar these people were to him back then.

After the start of the game, Bai Lengye watched those people compete with interest, most of these disciples' strength was just getting started, and they were basically hovering around the samurai martial artists.

For a person of this strength, it is basically difficult to mention what interests him.

But at this moment, an accident happened, a man easily defeated the other party, and that's not all, the people who came to the stage in a row, no matter who they were, were all knocked down by the other party.

Bai Lengye narrowed his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth lifted lightly, although the other party covered it up well, but he still found out.

"Wako. Bai Lengye said softly.

"I'll come. ”

A man was not convinced and rushed forward again, but the fat man slapped the other party away.

"Rubbish, all rubbish, you damn china!" the fat man laughed.

The people around were a little angry, but as elders, it was not easy for them to interfere.

Some of the surrounding disciples stared at the fat man with red eyes and anger, but they knew that their strength was low, and even if they went up, they would only ask for their own hardships.

"Isn't there anyone catching up, you shit, you yellow face. ”

The fat man's nostrils were facing the sky, and his eyes swept over everyone present.

"I don't want this old face today, and I want to teach this boy a lesson who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

An old man was angry and was about to rush forward, but he was stopped by the people around him, the other party is an elder, even if he wins the other party, it is not appropriate......

"Once, someone looked at us yellow-skinned people with strange eyes, and the blood flowing in that body was bright red......"

"Later, I beat the man to his knees on the graves of his ancestors and let him commit suicide there. ”

As the words fell, an older man stood up, and some surprised eyes suddenly came.

"Half of your blood in your body is our Chinese, but now you are insulting us Chinese on behalf of the Japanese Kou, what do you mean?" the fat man said disdainfully; "Who has the disgusting blood of your people, my parents are both from the Great Sun Empire!"

"Damn, I want to cut him with one slash. "A manly seven orifices smoked.

The old man continued: "How long has your Great Sun Empire been, but our descendants of China have shed blood for five thousand years, and we have experienced the washing of history, and we are all descendants of Yan and Huang. ”

The fat man said coldly: "Don't talk to me about history, in the last century, you were all a group of lost dogs, my grandfather, who was a major at the time, killed I don't know how many!"

There was a hint of warm anger in the old man's eyes, but he held back his anger and continued to say calmly: "If you come to compete sincerely today, we will naturally welcome it, but if you deliberately come to find trouble, you, the offspring of a sinner, will have to pay the due price!"

"Haha! You damn pigs, your grandfather and I will stand here, I see who can kill me today!"

After speaking, a long knife appeared in the fat man's hand and stabbed into the ground fiercely, with a murderous awe.

"Demon Sword Muramasa!" an exclamation sounded.

The old man narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and asked, "Seeing that you are only two years old, then we will let people in their twenties compete with you." ”

After speaking, the old man sat down, and a man with a sword behind him jumped onto the high platform, his eyes were sharp, and he stared at the fat man.

"Be careful, it's a demon knife Muramasa, it's an evil knife, don't let it get your blood. ”

An old man reminded loudly.

The man nodded, the long sword behind his back was unsheathed, and the fat man showed a look of disdain, pulled out the demon knife and rushed over.

The fat man was very fast, and he had a demon knife in his hand, and with just three moves, he beat the man to vomit blood and fell under the stage.

"Waste. The fat man spat out.

"I'll come ......" another man rushed forward, and was quickly knocked down as well.

"Let me come!" a loud roar sounded, and a mighty man raised his arms and smashed it, but the fat man was so evil that it seemed that whoever went up would be defeated by him.

On the referee's seat, several old men exchanged in a low voice, and they also saw that something seemed to be wrong with the fat man, and he actually pressed the young people of their generation without any power to fight back.

"Stand up, stand up and kill him!"

The people around them began to shout and cheer, and those who fell to the ground gritted their teeth and got up, but before they could take a few steps, they were knocked out by the fat man.

"Phew, it's still 5,000 years of blood, even I can't beat it, a bunch of waste. The fat man swept over everyone with a look of disdain, and finally pointed his knife at the referee's seat.

"Lao Tzu has long seen that you old guys are not pleasing to the eye, so hurry up and get down and die!"

"Juniors are looking for death!"

An old man couldn't stand the provocation, so he rushed forward angrily, raised his arm, and slapped it with a terrible palm.

Who would have thought that the fat man would also burst out with great power and force the old man to retreat.

"Good, that's amazing. The sound of gasps rang out.

"Finally a decent one, but I'm a little bit close to beating me. ”

The fat man sneered, and the demon knife exuded an evil aura, eroding the land little by little, and in a trance, there seemed to be the sound of thousands of ghosts crying.

The old man still didn't believe it. The old man was also angry, took out a copper bell in his hand, and between the shaking, a feeling of dizziness spread throughout the audience.

But the fat man didn't seem to be affected, and Ling walked over step by step with the demon knife, smiling wickedly at the corners of his mouth, and the knife rose and fell.

The old man's eyes widened, and he slowly lowered his head, and a bloody hole appeared in his chest, the size of a bowl.

"Elder!" some of the young disciples' eyes turned red.

Thump.

The old man fell to the ground dead, the blood seemed to have been drained by the demon knife, and the wound was clean and smooth.

"Bastard, you dare to break the rules and kill people, Lao Tzu wants to kill you"!

Some people were about to rush over in anger, but at this moment, a majestic man appeared in front of the fat man, and in an instant, a terrible force swept out, and all those who rushed to the stage were thrown out.

"A bunch of damned people, you all deserve to die!"

The man said coldly, then raised his arm and blasted out his fist at those who fell to the ground, and the terrifying wave of qi suddenly spread out.

For a time, countless people turned pale and watched as death came to harvest their souls.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came out of thin air, and that force was directly dispersed.

"Come to my Huaxia and still be so arrogant, you don't have to leave today. ”