While scolding, the three of them got up and pointed at Su Yizhao and shouted loudly.

Su Yizhao shook his head.

Why are there such hard-mouthed monks everywhere?

He lowered his voice and said, "If you don't want to die, call someone quickly!"

"Dao, Daoyou, they are from the Tianfeng Camp, million...!"

"It's late!"

The first monk looked fierce and threw out a messenger.

Su Yizhao put his hands behind his back and waited quietly.

The monk stared at him and exclaimed, "Who are you? They're the garbage of the Pure Wind Continent, and they don't deserve your help!"

Before the words fell, the green shadow flashed.

"Smack!"

Su Yizhao slapped him in the face!

The garbage of the Pure Wind Continent?

You're the garbage!

Your whole family is trash!

The monk covered his left cheek, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

I've met some young geniuses who like to stand out before.

But as long as it is explained that these monks are from the Pure Wind Continent, they generally don't bother to ask again.

How could this man be?

Su Yizhao said gloomily, "I'm also from the Pure Wind Continent, how about it? Is it garbage?". c

The three monks were instantly stunned!

Pure Wind Continent's?

No way!

How could a monk from the Pure Wind Continent suddenly appear here?

The most important thing is, why is it so powerful?

At this moment, figures flew from a distance.

Su Yizhao looked at it intently and couldn't help but be shocked.

All black uniforms, neat queues, and murderous faces.

Is this an army of monks?

There weren't many people, only eleven people!

But what came to my face was an overwhelming breath!

The first one was a middle-aged monk, with a resolute face and a cold face.

"Second Commander, he is also a monk of the Pure Wind Continent!"

The monk covered his left cheek and immediately reported to the visitor!

Eleven straight bodies stood neatly in front of them.

Su Yizhao's eyes narrowed.

Behind the middle-aged monk, the ten people were all at the peak of the Ten Void Realms.

But it felt like a steel wall, and it couldn't be broken in a short period of time.

How is this done?

"A monk from the Pure Wind Continent?" The middle-aged monk asked.

Su Yizhao nodded.

The middle-aged monk's face did not change, and he said, "There is a special place for reception, why don't you go?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

When did the Pure Wind Continent cultivator have this kind of treatment?

The monk covering his left cheek hurriedly said, "He hit me!"

The middle-aged monk's eyes instantly turned cold!

Su Yi summoned him, his eyes turned cold, and his whole body instantly tensed.

This person is a one-star in the real world, but this team of people seems to be stronger than a one-star in the real world!

This is Heavenly Wind City, the center of the Heavenly Wind Continent!

He really doesn't want to kill here! I don't want to kill them here!

The army, what it represents, he knows very well!

Suddenly!

He was stunned!

The middle-aged monk turned his head and shouted at the monk, "Shut up!"

The monk's hand covering the left side of his face tightened.

What's going on?

There was confusion in his eyes!

"Any demonic genius who participates in the interface competition is worthy of respect!" The middle-aged monk turned his head and summoned Su Yi, "Right?"

Su Yizhao was immediately impressed!

The Tianfeng Continent is strong, and it has its own reason for being strong!

The middle-aged monk was not only calm, but also wise.

From the moment he led the group of monks behind him

You can see it.

From beginning to end, the ten monks' eyes, faces, and even breathing rates did not change in the slightest.

Strong!

Terrifyingly strong!

Suddenly!

He thought of a possibility.

If the monks of the Tianfeng Continent participating in the interface competition are also this kind of team in the team competition, then how can they fight?

It's definitely possible!

Su Yizhao arched his hand and said, "I've seen my predecessors, so I'm going to live here!"

A look of surprise appeared in the middle-aged monk's eyes.

Live here?

What is the meaning?

Could it be that the Heavenly Wind Continent is blaming the Heavenly Wind Continent for not greeting well?

He said in a deep voice, "Little friend, this is not good!"

"Who's to say no?"

Just then, a voice came!

The ten people behind the middle-aged monk turned around in an instant, and their breath exploded at the same time.

Suddenly, a sky-high battle intent instantly enveloped the comer.

Su Yizhao's heart sank again.

At this time!

A powerful aura rushed in, instantly dispersing that fighting intent.

The ten people were shaken by the breath and were in chaos.

The middle-aged monk turned around and shouted, "Who is the Taoist friend?"

I know that the person who is coming is powerful, but the middle-aged monk is not afraid at all!

Seven monks are here in a flash!

The first person is the Emperor Killing Heaven, and behind him is Huang Wushuang and others!

Emperor Jitian landed steadily outside the courtyard gate, looked at the courtyard, and said, "It's not bad to live here! Fellow Daoist, are you going to report it?"

The middle-aged monk's eyes changed, if he didn't know the identity of the person who came at this time, it would be in vain!

I saw him arch his hand and say, "It turned out to be the Pure Wind Continent, Xuantian Sect, Emperor Elder!"

The Emperor was not surprised, nodded and said, "You go! We'll live here!"

The middle-aged monk said no more, arched his hand, turned around and flew away.

The others didn't dare to say more and left one after another!

Su Yi summoned everyone to be safe and sound, and he was also very happy in his heart, and arched his hand: "This big competition, if the Pure Wind Continent can advance, it is definitely because of the meritorious escort of the Emperor Elder!"

"Haha!" Emperor Jitian raised his head and laughed, he was not good at words, but he was also very happy at this time, "Su boy, don't wear a high hat, next, it's up to you!"

Su Yizhao nodded and said, "I will definitely go all out!"

Huang Wushuang and the others also showed excitement in their eyes.

It was an extremely honorable thing to be able to represent the Pure Wind Continent to participate in the Great Competition.

If you can make the Pure Wind Continent advance, it will definitely be a legend!

Seeing that they were easy-going and the atmosphere was also very good, Yu Caijing couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "You are all from the Pure Wind Continent?"

Everyone nodded!

Yu Caijing was confirmed, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Huang Wushuang hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

The other four friars were also full of grief and grievances!

Emperor Jitian naturally knew what was going on, and said softly at the moment, "You have been wronged!"

Yu Caijing got this sentence, and cried even more in a low voice.

The four male cultivators couldn't hold back anymore and hid their faces to wipe away their tears!

Going out for the mainland, being in a foreign land, being looked down upon, spurned by others, and even bullied and suppressed, wantonly killed!

Is this more than a sentence of "wronged" that can be comforted?

Therefore, even if it is a peak monk of the Ten Void Realms, at this time, it is difficult to control himself!

Who can be blamed for this?

Su Yizhao said in a deep voice, "Senior brothers and sisters, I have wronged you! However, this is due to the weakness of our continent, and if we want to get rid of all this, crying is not the way!"

Ao Zhenhai answered, "Not bad! The Pure Wind Continent is not strong, and no matter where you and I go, we will be bullied!"

Although Huang Wushuang is a phoenix, he can also empathize with Caijing's grievances.

She also said with tears in her eyes, "Su Daoyou, you must lead us to let the Pure Wind Continent advance!"

Beidi said majestically, "Although dead! No regrets!"

Kong Feixiao and Liu Qianren also bowed their hands and said, "Although dead! No regrets!"

Su Yizhao nodded resolutely!

Death! No regrets!

In the Pure Wind Continent, there are hundreds of millions of hot-blooded monks!

Even if they die, they won't have a chance to participate in the big competition!

And now, since I and others can represent the entire continent and hundreds of millions of enthusiastic compatriots, we must do our best!

As long as the mainland can be promoted, it can make the mainland strong!

Death! No regrets!