The top five hundred are enough. Xiaoyao Crazy has too low requirements for his juniors. However, Ye Feng is naturally not very clear about the situation in Xiaoyao Mountain. He will only take a look at the Eastern Regional Martial Arts officially begins.

"Senior Xiaoyao, is there something wrong with you coming to me? Just say it directly. If I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

Ye Feng said with a smile, of course he knew that the other party came to him and could not have been as simple as reminiscing about the past. If nothing happened, he would not believe Ye Feng to death.

"I can't hide it from you. I really have something to ask for, madman."

Xiaoyao smiled and then said, "Your Fairy City came to participate in the Eastern Region Martial Arts. The younger generation must be of good strength, and may even win the first place in the Eastern Region Martial Arts. I have nothing to ask for, but my unsatisfied juniors may not last long in the first round. If you have time, please take care of them."

Take care of the younger generations in Xiaoyao Mountain in the first round of the Eastern Regional Martial Arts!

Of course, Ye Feng knew that in the first round of each Eastern Region Martial Arts, a certain number of people were randomly selected to form a group, and entered another closed space, ranking according to the melee results. Only those who ranked at the top could advance to the second round.

This first round is used to eliminate most young generations who are not strong enough, but there are not many life dangers. The first round rules of each session will control the mortality rate below 10%.

"If nothing unexpected happens, there should be no problem in helping seniors. I just don't know if there will be any special circumstances at that time."

Ye Feng smiled and nodded, "Senior, I can promise you that as long as there are no unexpected situations at that time, I will definitely protect my friends from Xiaoyao Mountain. However, if you want them to advance, you may not be able to do so. After all, the quota is limited, so I may not be able to catch it alone."

When Xiaoyao Chuang heard Ye Feng's words, he knew that he had agreed, but it only represented his own agreement, not the Immortal Demon City.

Thinking about it, although Ye Feng is a young disciple with good talent, it is still impossible to represent the entire Immortal Demon City. After all, the forces in the Immortal Demon City are complicated. When it comes to the venue of the Eastern Regional Martial Arts, even an existence like Lian cannot control everyone's actions.

"Thank you so much."

Xiaoyao Crazy said sincerely.

He didn't think that Ye Feng could get too high a ranking in the Eastern Region Martial Arts. After all, his cultivation level was only more than 4,000 years, but there should be no problem if he wanted to pass the first round.

More importantly, because of Lian's arrogant behavior at the gate of Wuya City, all the forces participating in the Eastern Region Martial Arts know the strength of Xian Yao City.

Even in the first round of the Eastern Region Martial Arts, most forces will give Xian Yao City some face so as not to come to the door later. That is not a fun thing.

Although Lian would probably not take action because of the Eastern Region Martial Arts, I would not be afraid of anything but only if I was afraid of it. Once Lian took action, it would be their nightmare!

With a name like Xian Yaocheng, Xiaoyao Crazy feels that the probability of his juniors passing the first round will be much higher.

"Senior Xiaoyao, don't be polite, I will do my best."

Ye Feng nodded and said nothing. If he really separated from the people from Xiaoyao Mountain, it would be nothing to protect the other party. After all, among his cultivation for more than 4,000 years, more than 1,000 years of cultivation came from the treasures of heaven and earth given by Xiaoyao Crazy.

"Haha, the guy is really interesting, it's pretty good."

Xiaoyao laughed madly: "I feel relieved when this happens. Let's take a step first. See you when you meet martial arts in the East Region!"

"Senior, I have to hurry up and improve, I won't be able to send it away."

Ye Feng bowed and said.

"No need, don't, you work hard, I'll leave."

Xiaoyao Crazy waved his hand and laughed, then turned around and left the manor where Ye Feng was. Those who didn't know really thought he was a madman, and the name Xiaoyao Crazy deserved his name.

Ye Feng watched Xiaoyao leave frantically, and was about to go back and continue to absorb the treasures of heaven and earth to improve his cultivation, but in a blink of an eye, he saw another group of people coming towards the manor where he was.

This group of people were all wearing blue clothes and looked fierce, especially after seeing Ye Feng, they were even more ferocious and wanted to eat Ye Feng!

"who are they?"

Ye Feng was puzzled and looked at the disciple of the White-robed Immortal King of Wuya Valley who was guarding not far away, and was not panicked.

There are disciples of the White-robed Immortal King who guards the manor in Wuya Valley. The group of people in the distance should not dare to act rashly and dare to oppose Wuya Valley like Lian. I believe that there is no second one in the entire Wuya City now.

Ye Feng stood there and watched the other party come quickly. Soon, a large group of people came to Ye Feng and surrounded him!

"You are Ye Feng!"

A man walked out of the other party, wearing a blue shirt and an ugly black mole on the corner of his mouth, making him look extremely fierce.

"Yes, it's me, what advice do you have?"

Ye Feng said lightly.

"Do you know who we are?"

The middle-aged man in blue with a black mole looked proud and asked Ye Feng proudly.

"Who are you, what does it have to do with me?"

Ye Feng smiled. Could this guy be crazy? Does everyone in the world need to know who they are?

"Bold! We are disciples of Qingcheng Sword Sect. You little monk, you don't know our identity. You deserve to die."

The middle-aged man in blue clothes suddenly shouted angrily, pointed at Ye Feng and said sternly: "Ye Feng, you killed my Qingcheng Sword Sect in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. Have you ever thought that there will be today?"

"The one who killed you in the Ten Thousand Demons Hall?"

Ye Feng frowned slightly, and then he remembered that when he thought about it, a young man in green deliberately found fault when he was comprehending the demon dragon totem. It turned out that the young man in green was from this Qingcheng Sword Sect?

"Yes, you remembered it, do you regret it now?"

The middle-aged man with black mole said proudly: "The Sword Master tells you to go with us. Do you want us to submit? Or do you want us to use strong ones?"

Ye Feng wanted to laugh when he heard this. The middle-aged man with black mole was very confident in his sect and actually came here to force someone.

"Are you sure, I want to go with you?"

Ye Feng smiled with interest, without any nervous or fear on his face.

"Do you think we have time to joke with you?"

The middle-aged man with black mole sneered and then raised his hand: "Since you are unwilling to leave, let's help you, but this is not that simple. One hand and one leg will break it first!"

Ye Feng stood calmly. At this moment, the white-robed Immortal King disciple spoke leisurely.

"Dear seniors from Qingcheng Sword Sect, are you sure you want to bully a junior in my Wuya City, and this junior is still a young genius who is about to participate in the Eastern Regional Martial Arts?"

The white-robed disciple in Wuya Valley made a sound, and the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned black.

How dare he fight against Wuyagu!
Chapter completed!