Peerless God of War

Ancient wind and Fengzhi butterfly go all the way to the central island of Bingxin lake. Before I got close, I heard the sound of silk and bamboo. From a distance, I could see a group of people sitting on the ground and forming a circle. In the middle, there was a group of beautiful women dancing beautifully.

These dancers can be said that each is a national beauty, but they are a feast for the eyes of those people.

"I really enjoy it." the ancient wind said to himself when he saw this scene. Compared with these people from a large family, their cultivation resources can not be compared with the ancient style. He needs to pay more efforts to be comparable with them. Therefore, ancient customs have never been enjoyed so much.

From a distance, there are a lot of people in that group, as many as 100 people. All the people who participated in the trial a few days ago were impressively listed. Of course, there are also some talented children from all major families in the imperial capital.

Far away, Feng leisurely raised his eyes and saw the ancient wind. A smile appeared on his face. Then he stood up and walked towards the ancient wind.

The dancers and musicians stopped and stepped aside.

The people could not help but look at each other. Who could make the prince meet in person.

"Brother Gufeng, you are here, but we have been waiting for a long time." Feng Youran walked to Gufeng and said with a smile. Although the words have the meaning of blame, there is no trace in the tone.

"Big prince, forgive me. I really have some things to delay." Gu Feng bowed slightly and said with a smile.

People's eyes swept to the ancient style and couldn't help showing envy. Who is Feng Youran? The eldest prince of the royal family, the most likely candidate to inherit the throne in the future, can make him get up and greet each other. Even the heads of major families do not have such treatment. Unless you are a strong person in the soul state.

After all, in this world, the strong are respected. Even the royal family can't underestimate a strong person in the soul state.

"Big brother Huang, you only have old wind brother in your eyes, but not your baby sister." Feng zhidie jumped out from old wind, looked at Feng leiran angrily with a small face, and said with her hands crossed with a small Manyao.

"Hehe, big brother didn't expect you to follow. It's big brother's fault. Big brother compensated you." Feng Youran looked at Feng zhidie and said.

Feng zhidie, a little girl, seems to be very popular.

People's eyes swept over Feng Zhi butterfly and Feng Youran. They also noticed Feng Zhi butterfly just now. Unexpectedly, this lovely little girl is also a member of the royal family. It seems that she has a very good relationship with the ancient style.

"I'm in a good mood this time, so I won't embarrass you." the little girl waved her big hand.

There are also some people who know Feng zhidie at the scene, such as Jingxin and long Aotian. They are Tianjiao of the four families and eight sects, and they are core disciples. Naturally, they know the identity of this little girl. Feng Wuji doted on her, but it was very big. And the whole royal family, even Feng Yun, was very good to the little girl. If the royal family, who can't provoke the most, it's not Feng Wuji, nor the dragon cloud emperor Feng Yun, or the little girl of Zhi butterfly.

After looking at Fengzhi butterfly, their eyes turned to the ancient style. When they saw the little girl coming in, they held the hand of the ancient wind. It can be seen that she was very close to the ancient wind, or dependent on it. So it seems that the relationship between the ancient style and the war King Feng Wuji is far better than they thought.

"Brother Gu Feng, express your seat." Feng Youran came with Gu Feng and sat down at the top all the way. Then they realized that this seat was originally prepared for ancient customs.

Looking at the ancient style, everyone was very uncomfortable. This is especially true for children from large families. Even though the ancient style is very popular now, and even qualified to participate in the hundred pulse martial arts meeting, in their eyes, the ancient style is always just a country pariah. How can it be compared with their noble status. But now the country pariah sat beside Feng leisurely, making them look like eating flies, and their faces were very ugly.

As for Hou yuan, Niu Ben and others, knowing the strength of the ancient style, they all nodded friendly to him and said hello.

"Hum"

Above the following actions, several people looked at the ancient wind and couldn't help humming coldly. Although the sound is very small, the scene is also quite quiet. Moreover, the cultivation of people here is not bad. Naturally, it falls in everyone's ears.

The ancient wind's eyes swept over those people, and a touch of sarcasm flashed in their eyes. The city government of these people is not deep enough. Even if they are dissatisfied with sitting in this position, they should not show it. After all, the son was arranged by Feng Youran, and they were questioning Feng Youran.

"You, that's you, hum what hum, aren't you dissatisfied with this girl sitting in this seat?" Feng zhidie is not old, but her cultivation is not low. She is already a strong martial arts cultivation in the soul forging realm. Naturally, the cold hum of those people didn't escape her ears.

Fengzhi butterfly points to Luoyu, a young master of the imperial capital. Luojia is the first-class family in the imperial capital. If it is placed in other places, it can definitely dominate one side. But in the imperial capital, there are too many families with their strength.

Falling feather's face changed slightly. Feng Youran's doting attitude towards Feng Zhi butterfly was in their eyes. Moreover, Feng Zhi butterfly was a member of the royal family. He didn't dare to offend. He hurriedly said, "no!"

Little girl, her eyes turned and looked at falling feather. Her little face was full of smiles.

Feng Youran, who is familiar with the little girl's temperament, is old-fashioned. They look strange and sympathize with Luoyu. The little girl will certainly not let him go.

"That's discontent. He's sitting here." Feng zhidie pointed to the ancient wind and said.

This time, Luoyu was silent and didn't speak. He just glanced at the ancient style with a look of disdain in his eyes.

"Silence is acquiescence. Well, if you are dissatisfied with brother Gufeng sitting here, as long as you can defeat him, this seat will be given to you." Feng zhidie continued looking at Luoyu.

The expression on Luoyu's face is stiff. It's a joke. Who doesn't know that this ancient style is the fourth martial cultivation of soul forging realm. Now he just broke through the first level of soul forging realm. Fighting with him is just looking for abuse.

"Why? Don't you dare?" Feng zhidie looked at Luo Yu contemptuously and said, "I don't even have the courage to fight with brother Gufeng. I'm dissatisfied with him sitting in this seat. What people are you inviting, big brother? They are cowards with high eyes and low hands."