Ye Yuxi has already seen that although Zuo Tianyi is not old, only about 25 years old, his cultivation has reached the peak of Huang Ling and he may break through Xuan Ling at any time.
The current Bard... In terms of strength, he is no match for him.
"Gang leader, Zuo Tianyi, I will do it myself!" Bader's voice was low, with fighting spirit burning in his eyes.
Bai Jinyi gently held Ye Yuxi with his broad palm and slowly shook his head towards the beauty.
Men's dignity is sometimes understood only by men.
Even if he knew he was outmatched, Bard would fight and would not cower behind others. It was not about face, but about honor.
"Okay, let's go in too." Ye Yuxi's voice softened a bit, and she took her jade palm away from Bader's shoulder.
Approaching the inner city, there were suddenly fewer pedestrians on the street, and Ye Yuxi and the others were waiting a little faster.
From time to time, people came over to say hello to Bud, and of course, some showed disdain.
Soon, several people came to a duel field.
Seeing the rows of seats and the wide square stone platform below, Ye Yuxi felt as if she had returned to the capital of farewell.
In Farewell Capital, the duel arenas also had similar scenes, but compared to the arena of Nanyang Temple, Farewell Capital was more fanatical.
Under the leadership of the Nanyang Temple disciples, Ye Yuxi and the other five came to the seat in Qilong Valley.
The duel field, which is large enough to accommodate thousands of people, is divided into more than a dozen areas. Each force has a separate place and keeps a distance from each other. If you want to challenge a certain force, you only need to write a sign for the Nanyang Temple disciples. They will be responsible for liaison.
Ye Yuxi and others attracted some people's attention when they came in. After all, the Qilong clan had many treasures, and Jiu Chenyin's cold and arrogant appearance aroused many people's comments.
As for Ye Yuxi and Bai Jinyi, they took the Yi Rong Dan and changed their appearance.
"Welcome everyone to come and support the Nanchang Conference. I hope you all come back with a full load. This year's Nanchang Conference, five people from the Nanyang Temple will challenge the masters of each sect one by one. Now, the conference begins!"
As everyone looked forward to it, the loud male voice resounded throughout the audience with the injection of spiritual power, and several figures floated down from the sky.
Two of them, without wings on their backs, fell step by step in the air. They were in the realm of earth spirits!
"The Nanyang Temple is such a grand gesture. Two earth spirits appear as soon as they appear. I'm afraid the background behind them is even more terrifying!"
Ye Yuxi squinted her eyes and looked into the sky. Among the two powerful earth spirits, one was an old man of half a century, and the other was a young man in his twenties.
"The man in the middle is Nanyang Ze. People call him Young Master Nanyang. I didn't expect him to be here today." Bard reminded the others.
"Apart from those old men, who are the five who participated in this competition?" Ye Yuxi's eyes wandered to the direction of Nanyang Temple.
The people of Nanyang Temple are quite strong in cultivation! At the end of the day, there is also the realm of the early stage of Xuan Ling, and these are the younger generation of disciples!
Compared with the real power of Nanyang Temple, it is probably just the tip of the iceberg. With such strength, if you want to dominate the Central Plains, it will probably be an easy task.
But the Nanyang Temple is huddled in this land of Nanchang, being the overlord of one party, is it... really indifferent to the world
Doubts gradually arose in Ye Yuxi's heart. The Nanyang Temple was fighting openly and secretly against the sects of Shiwanda Mountain, and it didn't look like someone who was indifferent to the world!
Sitting on one side, Jiu Chenyin's face also changed slightly, and even became a little ugly.