Jizhou, Ji Wulife, twenty-five years old, rose in Qianmo, is the first person in Jizhou.

Yanzhou, proud blood sacrifice, twenty-five years old, rose in the ranks,

Youzhou, unscrupulous, twenty-four years old, a concubine rises against the sky.

Xuzhou, Bao Shilong, twenty-one years old, a disciple of the Broken Sword Academy.

Yangzhou, Fengshenxiu, seventeen years old, the seventh son of the Yangzhou Feng family.

Jingzhou, Liu continued, twenty-two years old, Jingzhou Liu descendant.

Yuzhou, Zheng Ming, twenty-three years old, students of Luotian Shengyuan.

Bingzhou, Lu Fengxian, twenty-four years old, the top three in the dragon list of Minzhou College.

Yongzhou, Wang Zhe, twenty-three years old, a genius disciple of the Sword Academy.

Fengshenxiu didn't watch the information of these people in detail, but only knew their names. It's not that Feng Shenxiu doesn't want to know the weaknesses of the other eight people, but he is arrogant in his heart and doesn't do it.

The belief of invincibility in the heart has been born, and it is natural to have the courage to push all opponents and the determination to win.

Feng Shenxiu believes that he is not weaker than others, and he can obtain the crown of the Hundred Emperors. There is no need for any intrigue or outside help. Warriors only need to rely on themselves, sweep the world with their dominating strength, and reign in the universe with invincible assets.

"Wow!"

The pitch-black flames on the fingertips appeared out of thin air and rose up and swept upward, and the paper that collected the detailed information of the nine masters slowly burned out. Squinting his lips, he said with a deep smile: "The Emperor of the Hundred Sects, just like the decree of the Emperor Yi who has always entered the customs first. A useless name has provoked countless heroes and geniuses to compete one after another. ”

The world's talents are all on the stage, and they are brilliant and proud!

"Ben Shao is ready, what about you?" a whisper rang out from the Burrow with a slight movement at the corner of his mouth, breaking the deepest calm. The light in Feng Shenxiu's eyes flickered, and the excitement and heat disappeared in a flash, and his mood was also excited.

Warriors are born to fight, and Fengshenxiu, as a warrior, naturally craves fighting, especially the peak duel with peerless geniuses. For a warrior, battle is always more important than resources, and a warrior who has been baptized with iron and blood is definitely a hundred times stronger than a warrior who has relied on the family's resources to pile up.

When the two meet, it's a spike!

The Broken Sword Mountain Peak Wind and Cloud Meeting, this is a collision of young geniuses, thinking of this, Feng Shenxiu's heart is full of pride, his blood is boiling, and he has a feeling of impatience.

......

On the square where the original registration was made, the envoy of the Broken Sword Academy waited, and the assessors were all waiting for something. Feng Shenxiu's white clothes and black hair came slowly, looking at the blue sky, he exhaled deeply, and raised his arms to the sky in a hug shape

"The world, Ben Shao is here!"

The wild state is fully displayed, the young and frivolous are full of vigorous vitality, Fengshenxiu only has heaven and earth in his eyes at this moment, ignoring everyone present. It was as if he had seen himself bathed in the blood of genius, and the bones of his enemies had gone further.

The envoy of the Broken Sword Academy looked at Feng Shenxiu's crazy state, and the look of surprise in his eyes flashed and disappeared, and he didn't make any moves. Although Feng Shenxiu was genius enough, it was nothing in the eyes of the envoys of the Broken Sword Academy, which had been inherited for hundreds of years. Because they have seen too many geniuses, even geniuses who are more amazing than the Fengshen Show they have not seen.

There are countless geniuses in this vast Kyushu continent, but there are only a few people who have left a name in history. In the eyes of them, who have been inherited long enough, geniuses are nothing at all, and geniuses who have not grown up are just a flash in the pan, after all, an illusion.

Only the strong can attract their attention, in the final analysis, the essence of this world is that the strong are respected!

Although Fengshenxiu was amazing, it only made the black-robed envoy slightly surprised, but the assessment personnel looked sideways, and the contempt and disdain in their eyes were simply undisguised. Looking at the earth buns into the city, they looked at Fengshenxiu with eyes that had never seen the world.

"I've seen the messenger, Fengshenxiu is ready. The madness converged instantly, the madness disappeared in an instant, the left hand and right hand held a fist and bowed slightly to the black-robed messenger, the corners of Feng Shenxiu's mouth were full of smiles, but he was speechless in his heart.

Although the first place in Yangzhou as the Hundred Sects Competition is qualified, it also has enough potential to face these black-robed envoys on an equal footing, and there is no need to make such a gesture. However, as a member of the Yanhuang clan in the ancient Chinese country, the etiquette behavior of Feng Shenxiu, the successor of the state of etiquette, has long been engraved in his bones and deeply rooted.

What's more, it's not strange to have many people, Fengshenxiu believes that it is still very beneficial to do so. This is a long way to go, and the people are not familiar with the place, and befriending the black-robed envoy is obviously very beneficial to Fengshenxiu. Not to mention that the black-robed envoy sent a sheet of information, allowing Feng Shenxiu to know the details of all the people in the Hundred Emperors Competition.

With this alone, Feng Shenxiu also had to be polite to the unfathomable group of black-robed envoys in front of him.

"Haha, don't be polite, young man!" the black-robed envoy led by him heard this, and swept over with a strong breath and gently dragged Feng Shenxiu, who bowed down. The energy is like a spring breeze, which makes people feel comfortable.

Feng Shenxiu's eyes flashed, and he raised his head to look at the center of the square. The square is the size of two football fields, and the pupils of Fengshen Xiu are greeted by a large monster. The pitch-black feathers are like steel casting, and the sharp aura is permeated. The wings are extremely large, covered in armor, and the cold light flickers. The sharp giant claws under the abdomen are like divine hooks, which can split stones and break mountains, and they are unstoppable. What surprised Feng Shenxiu the most was that it was a bird with nine fox tails, swaying in the air.

His eyes were deep, and he was full of shock, his pupils contracted, and the horror in his eyes could not be calmed down for a long time. The head of this beast was a white tiger head, and the unique king character on its forehead flashed with a cold light, stinging Feng Shenxiu's nerves.

Tiger head, bird body, fox tail!

A clear pattern suddenly appeared in Feng Shenxiu's mind, and the information of this kind of strange beast was clearly recorded in the Continent's Strange Atlas. Tiger head, bird body, fox tail, and beaut. It is an unborn flying beast, mild in nature, and an excellent means of transportation.

"Let's go!"

Just when Feng Shenxiu was in full view, the words of the black-robed messenger disturbed Feng Shenxiu's stunned mind. When he came back to his senses, Feng Shenxiu found that the rest of the personnel had fallen on the ground, waiting to leave. Everyone is ready, only themselves.

With an embarrassed smile, Feng Shenxiu was not shocked in his heart, and he used the ethereal body method to fall towards the Yan at great speed. "Sand!" Feng Shenxiu was slightly surprised in his heart, this body seemed to be cold and cold, but it was unexpectedly slippery, but the moment he just stepped on his back, it was not Feng Shenxiu who was careful in his heart, and he would be unstable under his feet and make a big ugly.

"Whew!"

Exhaling a breath, Feng Shenxiu's eyes flashed with a smile, and he sat down after glancing at the surprised black-robed envoy. Running the Universe Supreme Gong began to cultivate, Feng Shenxiu knew that Yangzhou gathered the Broken Sword Academy and was extremely far away from 108,000 miles. Far from being accessible in an instant, the road is long and can only be spent through cultivation.

Talents gather, clouds move in all directions.