Nine Stars Killer

Ye Feng is also a juvenile xinxing, plus the gathering of geniuses, he also wants to go out to see and observe the genius disciples in the northern snowfields, and understand each other.

After receiving instructions from the elder, the three of them quickly stood up and walked outside. They found that the other two tents were already empty, and went to a huge platform not far away.

Hundreds of people gathered together, and many people did not come. These people gathered the top talents of the Southern China and Northern Snowfields. No one was over 25 years old. As long as they were over this age, they could not participate in the Vientiane Ceremony. Will be rejected by real dragons.

The platform is so big that hundreds of people don't feel crowded at all. A huge space is set aside in the middle, which is supposed to be used for discussion.

"Senior Brother Ye, this time the snow in the Northern Territory turned out to be fierce, I guess it will continue to challenge our Southern China!"

Zhang Wenqiang did a lot of homework when he came. He found out the materials of the Vientiane Grand Ceremony of several historical sessions and examined it carefully. Basically, there will be such a pre-match battle every time.

Ye Feng nodded, and saw the snowfields of the Northern Territory constantly provoking, and a few people even pointed at the disciples of the Southern Territory Shenzhou in a provocative tone.

"My name is Zhou Ziqiang, and I will be a guide today, but someone is willing to come up and discuss with me!"

In the central area, a thin man walked in, probably in his twenties, and threw a punch around him, hoping to learn from each other.

"Let me meet you!"

After speaking, a figure flew out, and it was actually the tenth-ranked song item of the Saint Child of Tianling Academy, and it seemed that he planned to take the last chance to hone it.

"Please provide your name!"

Zhou Ziqiang clasped his fists and competed before the game. He was only allowed to learn from each other and not to hurt people. Basic etiquette was required.

"Tianling Academy Shengzi Song Project!"

The sound of the song is like Hongzhong, constantly echoing on Noda's platform.

When the words Tianling Academy appeared, outside the crowd, a young girl wore a veil with a faint smile on her face.

"Xiangyun College Zhou Ziqiang!"

The opponent was also self-reported, and Ye Feng was taken aback, as if he had seen this Xiangyun Academy before, he quickly remembered.

Speaking of Xiangyun Academy, it is famous in the Snowfields of the Northern Territory, ranking first among the four colleges. This time it sent fifteen disciples.

Sure enough, Ye Feng saw a few familiar shadows in the crowd. After seeing Ye Feng, he nodded to Ye Feng. It was Yan Ruolan and others who Ye Feng met in the East China.

Yan Ruolan nodded to Ye Feng, and quickly whispered something to a girl next to her.

Ye Feng's actions also caught the attention of Leng Bing and Zhang Wenqiang, and looked over there.

"Senior Brother Ye, I have some impressions of that girl. She seems to be the princess of the Royal Family of the Northern Snow Field. The younger generation in the Northern Snow Field, ranked first. Even Wei Min, who ranked first in the Xiangyun Academy, is willing to go down!"

Zhang Wenqiang introduced Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked at her eyes again, and found that Princess Duo Luo's eyes looked towards this side. With her eyes facing each other, Ye Feng nodded and said hello.

Princess Doro gestured slightly.

The battle on the field quickly divided the winner, Qu Xiang lost a move, this time Zhou Ziqiang won.

"Is there anyone who comes up to continue the discussion!"

Zhou Ziqiang's fighting spirit greatly increased, and he did not leave the central area, and continued to look for opponents to compete.

After Qu Xiang left, he was not decadent. Instead, he felt that he had gained a lot, and he was able to compete with masters and benefited a lot.

"I come!"

Another young man came out. He was also a well-known genius in Southern China, called Hua Zhishang. This man first practiced alone, but was later accepted as a disciple by a certain expert, showing off his genius aura little by little.

After a few moves, Zhou Ziqiang defeated, and Hua Zhishang used a set of mandarin duck sword technique, which was very strange and unpredictable. Zhou Ziqiang lost because he did not understand the mandarin duck sword technique.

Hua Zhishang did not continue to choose to challenge, and returned to the original place, sitting cross-legged, digesting the experience brought by the previous battle.

Soon there were people who continued to play again, some from the Southern Territory Shenzhou, and some from the Northern Snowfield, each with their own wins and losses. At the beginning, they were challenged by ordinary talented disciples, and gradually some top masters began to appear.

The challenge lasted for most of the day, and there was not much attraction. Many people were already planning to retreat.

"Let me learn about the geniuses of Southern China!"

A burly man with a height of more than two meters appeared, took a heavy step, walked to the center of the platform, and led to the Yu Shenzhou side.

"Doro Royal God of War, Sicori!"

Someone uttered an exclamation that this man was a member of the Doro royal family. He was known as the God of War, which implied that this man was warlike and had repeated victories, especially on the battlefield, with the title of God of War.

This time, it also represented the royal family of Doro and participated in the Vientiane ceremony.

There was no voice around him, no one spoke, and seemed unwilling to fight with Sikori. In terms of body, no one in the Southern China could compare with him. On the realm, Sikori was infinite and close to the Immortal Martial Realm.

"A group of cowards, don't anyone dare to take action!"

Sicori's voice was loud, sending out a shock wave, the sound was like thunder, and many people's eardrums hurt.

"Presumptuous, let me learn it!"

A man leaped out, wearing Liuligu costumes, he was probably a disciple of Liuligu. Ye Feng glanced at it and found Diewu among the crowd. It is estimated that this year, he has also risen to the status of a holy child.

"Chatter..."

"Just your small body, you are not afraid of being blown out by me!"

Sicori laughed and looked at the man half shorter than himself, showing disdain.

"Enough to beat you!"

The disciple Liuligu's body turned into a long line, and he swept towards the front door of Xi Keli with a fist. The front door was a human weakness, and this disciple attacked in the right way.

"I can't help myself!"

Sikri swung a huge fist, and a gust of wind blew up on the ground, blowing clouds of dust, and many people could not open their eyes and couldn't see the situation inside.

"boom!"

Only a bang was heard, and a shadow flew out.

"Wow!"

It was the Liuligu disciple who was knocked into the air. There was an extra fist mark on his body, and he was directly shocked, and even no one else could see it clearly. Ye Feng's eyes suddenly shrank, and he narrowed his eyes to look at Sikori.

"With this ability, I dare to come and participate in the Vientiane Ceremony. I think you will all go back to the Southern Divine Region. After the Vientiane Ceremony, we only need to participate in the northern snowfield!"

Sikeri was not forgiving and utterly utterly speaking, and actually brought the entire Southern China in. Many people showed indignation. Since ancient times, the Vientiane Ceremony has always been attended by Southern China and Northern Snow Plains. They actually said such things.

"Why don't you accept it? If you don't accept it, challenge me and give me a reason for it. I think you are all scumbags. Are you scared of me!"

After Sicori finished speaking, there was a series of laughs from the snowfields of the Northern Territory, and they began to taunt.

"Arrogant, let me meet you!"

Zhang Wenqiang couldn't bear it, and it felt uncomfortable to be ridiculed. At this moment, there was no battle between academies, no battle between sects, and only two gods.

"You are not his opponent, and you were injured in vain. If you are injured, the Vientiane Ceremony will end early for you!"

Ye Feng held down Zhang Wenqiang without letting him go up.

"Then what to do, let the Northern Snowland mock us so much!"

Zhang Wenqiang was very angry. Some of the saints sent by the second-rate forces, not to mention, all chose to be a tortoise with their heads down. The two colleges, plus Liuli Valley, and Guiyunbao have not spoken yet.

After being repeatedly provoked by Sikori, a disciple of Guiyunbao stood up. Wearing a blood-red shirt, his strength was extremely strong. At the moment he appeared, a strong **** air burst out of his body.

"I want to drink your blood!"

This Gui Yunbao disciple had a cold voice, licked his lips, and wanted to drink the blood of Sikori.

"Grandson of Guiyunbao, you should go back and **** the blood of your family!"

Xikeli has a thorough understanding of Southern China, and he is basically concerned about the disciples of several major forces.

Provoked by Sikori, the Guiyunpu disciple shot and turned into a meteor. Instead of fighting with Sikori head-on, he chose to fight.

Xikeli was not as fast as the disciple of Guiyunbao, and he was circled round and round, so that the disciples of Guiyunbao were given a chance to hit Xikeli with one punch after another.

"Using a little force, are you tickling me!"

Although he was constantly bombarded by Guiyunpu's disciples, Sikori treated him as if nothing had happened. These fists attacked him without any threat.

The angry Guiyunpu disciple's complexion was green and he increased his strength, and his fist made a bang, this time the angry Sikori screamed.

"The lion roar breaks!"

Suddenly, Sikori let out a roar, and a huge shock wave appeared. Some of the disciples closest to Sikori were directly shaken out and flew off the platform.

The first one was the Guiyunpu disciple who fought with him. He felt his head rose and his body was out of control, and he was directly blown away.

"Sonic power. What a strong sonic power!"

More than half of the people covered their ears and barely withstood this sonic attack. As for the other half, either their eardrums had not recovered or they had passed out in a coma.

As for the Guiyunpu disciple who fought against Xi Keli, he was already unconscious.

All the disciples of the Southern Territory Shenzhou, their complexion changed drastically, and this Si Keli actually practiced a very strong sonic technique.

"Does anyone continue to challenge!"

There was no expression in Xico, and after using Sonic Power, it was also a consumption of True Yuan.

The surroundings were silent, and some top talented disciples were unwilling to expose themselves. They kept to participate in the Vientiane Ceremony and would never hurt themselves before the game.

"You, come out, I want to challenge you!"

Seeing the silence around him, Sicori pointed his finger at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng froze for a moment, he just came to watch the excitement, he didn't plan to take action at all, just to observe the strength of these disciples in the Northern Snow Plains.

Countless gazes stared at Ye Feng, not understanding why Sikori challenged Ye Feng alone. This seemed unreasonable. After all, the two sides did not know each other.

"Brother Ye, you have to be careful!"

Leng Bing personally saw Guiyunbao's disciple unconscious. The Guiyunbao disciple who had just shot was even stronger than himself, and he was not Sikori's opponent. Ye Feng was also in danger when he went up.