How is it possible? Refusing to let others be all masters of the innate level. How can you not see through the depth of a young man?!

They had seen Xiao Yun, but they could not see through Xiao Yun's depth at that time, but they could also vaguely feel the thickness of Xiao Yun's internal strength. But the young man in front of them gave them a strange feeling. It seemed that a mysterious veil was covered with his body, which was this veil that blocked all the gazes of visiting.

They are sure that this young man has not practiced some kind of method of concealing cultivation. Because his strength reaches their level, even if a young man uses the concealing method to hide their strength, he will definitely not be able to hide it from their eyes. This all comes from a state of one state, a state of innate high state.

Therefore, even if Xiao Yun wants to barely hide all his strength from these old monsters, it is absolutely impossible. Unless he reaches the innate middle realm. Because he reaches the innate middle realm, the internal strength in his body can gradually merge with his soul. The last defect of his practice in "The Cultivation of Yuan Jue" will also be filled.

However, after all, they are all people with advanced cultivation. In just a moment, they have suppressed the fluctuations in their hearts.

But they didn't know what these Mongolian strong men wanted to do when they came to Zhongtu with such a mysterious young man. Do they think that with the strength of these people, they could turn the Central Plains martial arts world upside down?

This idea only stayed in their minds for a moment, and was abandoned by them. Because they really couldn't imagine anyone else in the world except Pang Ban. Although Chi Di and others were all very skilled in martial arts, there were not many heroes. The fight between the Central Plains warriors would definitely drag them to death.

Unless they reach the innate extreme realm, they can use the power between heaven and earth. That is their energy is almost endless.

He refused to wear a white gauze dress and stood in the sun, as dry and bright as bright as bright. He pondered for a moment, bowed to Youchidi and others and said, "I wonder what you are doing for you who have traveled thousands of miles?"

Monks from the two holy places were not good at dealing with these mundane things, and Fengfeng could not represent the various forces in the entire Central Plains, so these quarrels naturally fell on him.

When they saw the reluctance to ask, the representatives of the eight sects of the Central Plains and several major underworld forces straightened their ears. They were not dissatisfied with the reluctance to take the initiative to lead. Because only one of them had reached the innate level of cultivation. Only those with the same level of strength had negotiated can they get respect from others and achieve the greatest benefits.

After Chi Di took a sip of tea, he smiled and said, "Some young boys in Mongolia don't like to practice martial arts. They also remember that the Central Plains are rich in resources and talented people are emerging, so we bring them out to see and experience it. It happened that Guiwulin was going to hold a youth martial arts competition. Hehe, it's better to be a coincidence than to get it earlier, so we suggested to the magician to bring these boys to gesture, and the magician also agreed! Haha, I won't blame us for being abrupt when I refuse to leave the master, right?"

He smiled reluctantly, his eyes swept among a group of Mongolian youths, and his heart was slightly sunk. The lowest of these Mongolian young men are the top cultivation level of first-class warriors, and even those who have reached the innate realm have the number of hands. These people can already match the young strong men on their side.

Moreover, the other party had a more mysterious Eagle Fly. He vaguely felt that these young strong men who had won the top six were not opponents of Eagle Fly.

"Unless it's that person. Unfortunately, that person has withdrawn." His reluctant eyes couldn't help but look at the empty seats in the last row. Han Po had already left with the disciples of the Danqing Sect.

"Sure." Xiao Yun leaning under the tree murmured. Yu Fuyun said strangely: "What is it?"

"This group of people came to the Central Plains martial arts world not just to make trouble. I think their most important purpose is to explore the details of the young and powerful people in our conference."

"Why are you guessing so?" Yu Fuyun looked at Xiao Yun, Xu Yeyue, Han Bicui and others curiously widened their eyes.

He moved his body comfortably, leaned half of his head on Zuo Shi's shoulder, and said comfortably: "If I guess correctly, it was not Pang Ban who instructed them to come to the Central Plains, but Pang Ban's apprentice "Little Magician" Fang Yeyu. Pang Ban just pushed it with his hand."

"'Little Magician' Fang Yeyu?" Xu Yeyue's beautiful eyes widened again, shining with deep interest, and squatted in front of Xiao Yun without hesitation, "Who is Fang Yeyu? Why do these people listen to him? And, how did you know?"

Smelling the faint fragrance of Xu Yeyue's body, Xiao Yun couldn't help but blurt out: "Fang Yeyu is actually uh, today's sun is so warm. It must be very comfortable to sleep. Be good Cheng Cheng should not pull his brother's hair. Sleep in his brother's arms for a while."

Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes and looked at the sun in the sky, closed his eyes with a nod. He seemed to have a look of scattering, but in fact he had already sweated a cold sweat in his heart. Damn! He almost revealed this secret! If so, wouldn't he have a big fuck!

No one knows that Fang Yeyu is a Mongolian prince except for a few people such as Pang Ban. If he accidentally reveals the news, would Fang Yeyu still come to the Central Plains to make trouble openly? If they dare not come, would there be a lot of fun? Is the world of rain still the original world of rain?

No matter how powerful Ren Xu Yeyue was, Xiao Yun just closed his eyes and refused to say more. Everyone had no choice but to do anything about him, and turned their eyes to the high platform to see how to solve the problem raised by Chi Di.

He glanced at Eagle Fei who was drinking tea leisurely, shook his head reluctantly and sighed, "Brother You are late. Our finals are about to be over."

"That's okay." Qiang Wangsheng took over the conversation, "Anyway, the six young strong men on the stage are still there. When they get the competition ranking, let Young Master Eagle go up and try their skills. The magician said Young Master Eagle has encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation and needs to learn some experience through fighting with some strong men in order to break through faster. I think Young Master Eagle agrees very much."

"Ying Fei is very happy to be able to compete with several fellow Central Plains fellows." Ying Fei smiled with teeth, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He only stared at the female disciples who were looking at him from time to time and were fascinated.

"I think I'd better forget it." He smiled and waved his hand, "If this Yingfei friend has time, why don't you use two tricks in private?"

"Hmph!" Qiang Wangsheng stood up suddenly, "Are you Central Plains warriors still afraid that you can't afford to lose?"

His voice sounded like a muffled thunder in the sky, and within a radius of ten miles, anyone could hear it clearly. Hearing this sudden sound, all the martial artists from the martial arts world looked over. After finding out the purpose of the Mongols, they all clamored to give these Mongols a little color.

Unable to let go of Qiang Wangsheng's sudden move caught him off guard. Looking at the chaos below, looking at the group of smug Youchidi and others, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Brother Qiang, Brother You. What do you mean?!"

"Nothing." Qiang Wangsheng smiled softly and sat down slowly, "It seems that Master Bushe is arbitrary. Looking at the friends in the Central Plains below, they seem to be very satisfied with the conditions proposed by Qiang. Furthermore, can Master Bushe represent friends from all the major forces behind the Master?"

I turned my head away and immediately saw a look of dissatisfaction on the faces of Xie Feng, Bu Di and others. I sighed in my heart: I am for your own good, why don’t you appreciate it?

He knew that the representatives of these forces also wanted their disciples to fight against the young Mongolian strong men. If they win, their sect's power will definitely increase significantly. However, are these strong Mongolians so easy to deal with? I am afraid that only one Eagle Flying, and the young strong men on their side are not sure to deal with it.

These people in the innate high realm can still vaguely feel the depth of the eagle flying. However, the representatives of other forces in the innate middle realm do not think so. Although they cannot see through the depth of the eagle flying, they only think that they have used some method to hide inner breath. These methods are basically among the major forces.

Just when he was about to ask the two masters of the Holy Land for help, Ying Fei suddenly laughed: "Teacher Qiang, Teacher Qiang, Teacher Meng, let's go back. I think Master Kuaishe refused to agree because the so-called young strong men were weaker. During the competition, he had no arms and legs, so he couldn't explain it. Forget it, it would be better not to compare, so that others would avoid bullying the weak with the strong!"

Although the loud laughter of Eagle Fly was not as loud as the strong voice, it also made the nearby sky buzz.

Hearing this arrogant voice, the martial artists from the martial arts world below were completely boiling. They couldn't help but shout: Grass! You have to give them some colors to let them know how the golden font of the heroes in the Central Plains came from!

Under the rush of this atmosphere, a martial artist in the martial arts world suddenly shouted: "Damn, you Mongolian pigs! If you have a breed, you can compete with me!"

As soon as the martial artists in the martial arts world finished speaking, they reluctantly waited for others to say: It’s bad!

Sure enough, before they finished sighing, the screams of the martial artists in the martial arts world sounded. The warriors in the audience calmed down again and looked at the platform in disbelief.

The Montessor brothers each held an arm in their hands, and blood was flowing out of their arms, dropping onto the ground drop by drop.

"I often hear some teachers say that China is a country of etiquette. Now it seems that it is not true." Chi Di flirted with a sarcastic voice and looked at the martial artists in the martial arts world who had already fainted from the audience.

Silence. After a brief silence, all the martial artists in the martial arts world broke out again. "Kill them!" "Fallen them to death!" "Avenge your friends!"

"What do you mean?" The peaceful smile on the face of the rebel face disappeared, and it turned into a piece of white. In front of all the martial arts fellows, I still did this in front of all the martial arts fellows. This is no longer as simple as killing. This is an insult, an insult to every Central Plains warrior!

The two masters of the holy land had opened their eyes and silently chanted: Amitabha Buddha. Feng Feng also narrowed his eyes and looked at a group of Mongolians back and forth, not knowing what they were thinking.

The faces of representatives of the great sects, underworld and other forces also became embarrassing. They looked at each other for a while, and couldn't help but feel reluctant to part with them. At this moment, what they were facing was no longer the contradictions within the Central Plains, but the confrontation with foreign forces.

"Okay. We agree to your challenge!" He looked at Youchidi and others and said slowly.

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