The young man in purple is named Ye Feiyu, and he is the direct disciple of an elder from Daoyuan Sect. As soon as his words came out, he immediately attracted the attention of all the disciples present.
"Pick ten people to fight against the Holy Son?"
"That sounds like a good idea."
Some talented disciples are eager to try, with excitement on their faces and want to play.
"Count me in."
A young man in green robes was sitting not far away. He took a sip of wine, grinned and said, "I have to be the one to kick the Holy Son's butt."
"It's Yang Teng. Sure enough, he is indispensable for this kind of thing. He loves kicking butts and stuff like that."
Yang Teng, a young man in green robes, is one of the geniuses of Daoyuan Peak. It is said that he has the qualifications of a great emperor and his talent is extremely terrifying. He is expected to enter the ancestral temple in the future!
"Okay, Yang Teng, if you and I join forces, who are we afraid of in the same situation?" Seeing Yang Teng stand up, Ye Feiyu became more confident.
Ye Feiyu looked at Hua Yunfei, "Lord Holy Son, this battle is your first battle from the lower world. You won't dare to take it, right?"
Following his gaze, the disciples of Daoyuan Sect all looked towards Hua Yunfei. For a moment, all eyes of the audience fell on Hua Yunfei.
"Haha, don't mind. You are a direct descendant of the Hua family and the first holy son of the Daoyuan Sect. It will inevitably arouse their curiosity." Hua Taixu said with a smile.
He didn't stop it, and he didn't need to stop it. Hua Yunfei couldn't lose anyway.
Ye Feiyu and Yang Teng often kicked their disciples' butts, and it was time for them to taste the pain today.
"It's just a fight, no problem."
Hua Yunfei took a sip of his wine, smiled, looked at Ye Feiyu and said, "You pick ten people first, I'll wait for you."
"Okay, feel free." Ye Feiyu nodded and looked at each other with Yang Teng, both of them showing malicious smiles at the same time.
Immediately, the two began to recruit people.
The people they are looking for are all the talented disciples sitting here right now, and the weakest ones are also in the saint realm.
The person with the highest level of cultivation is Yang Teng, who has the qualifications of a great emperor and has reached the perfection level of the saint at the age of two hundred years.
When Ye Feiyu and the others found the right person, they looked at Hua Yunfei and said, "Lord Shengzi, we have found the person, please."
After hearing their words, Hua Yunfei did not move, but the Son of the Sun and Moon God walked out from the side.
The Son of the Sun and Moon God is wearing a sun and moon Taoist robe. He has an outstanding figure, flying black hair, an outstanding temperament, and a pair of eyes brighter than the stars.
He looked at Ye Feiyu and Yang Teng and said: "I am the registered disciple of the Holy Son. In this battle, I will fight on behalf of the master."
"Named disciple? Going to fight on behalf of the master?"
Ye Feiyu and Yang Teng looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time, saying: "The one we want to challenge is your master, not you."
"Besides, if I beat you, there won't be ten people."
The Son of the Sun and Moon chuckled and said: "Master is challenged, so as a disciple I will naturally stand up. As long as you defeat me, you will naturally be able to challenge Master."
Ye Feiyu thought for a while and suddenly said: "Since you are the disciple of the Holy Son, then you should find nine more people to join you. We will not bully you."
In their eyes, Hua Yunfei, who is obviously a direct member of the Hua family, deserves more attention and has the qualifications for ten of them to join forces.
But the Son of God of the Sun and Moon did not!
"Pick nine more?"
Hearing this, the Son of the Sun and Moon God was not angry, but responded calmly, "Don't regret it later."
Ye Feiyu raised his head and said, "I, Ye Feiyu, have never known regret in my life."
Yang Teng also nodded, "Yes, what do you regret? Can you eat it?"
Seeing the coquettish and arrogant looks of the two of them, Sun and Moon God Son shook his head and smiled, without saying anything more. He looked at the Yaoguang Saint, Zhan Clan Saint and others aside.
At the moment, nine people, including the Holy Son of Yaoguang, the Holy Son of the Zhan Clan, Jiang Family Daozi, Wang Taichu, and Prince Zulong, took the stage one after another and stood together with the Son of Sun and Moon God. They were all outstanding in appearance and had peerless talents.
"You can't cast here, so go to the top and fight."
Ye Feiyu, Yang Teng and other ten people stepped up into the air. They were all tall and powerful, and the holy power on their bodies was extremely strong.
All ten of them have learned some unique skills of the Hua family, and they are hard-to-match opponents in the same situation!
Ten people including the Son of the Sun and the Moon and the Holy Son of the Yaoguang also stepped up in the air and faced Ye Feiyu and others from a distance. For the sake of fairness, the Son of the Sun and the Moon and the others also suppressed their realm to the saint level.
Ten against ten, they are all saints!
"Who can win this battle?"
The disciples of Daoyuan Sect were all a little nervous, and their palms were sweating. Although they were all members of the family, it didn't matter who won or lost, but as local disciples of the immortal world, they would be very embarrassed if they lost to monks of the same level in the lower world.
Therefore, they hope that Ye Feiyu, Yang Teng and others can win, not only to win, but also to win beautifully!
"Come on, kick their butts!"
A disciple took the lead in making noises. Suddenly, a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and countless disciples started shouting, and the voices became louder and louder, which was extremely deafening!
Most of the Daoyuan Sect cheered for Ye Feiyu and others, and only a handful of them cheered for Sun Moon Godson and others.
"Who do you think will win?"
Hua Taixu looked at Hua Yunfei and asked with a smile, these Daoyuan Sect disciples have all practiced the Hua family's unique skills and received some inheritance. Their strength in the same realm is definitely not weak.
"My disciple cannot lose." Hua Yunfei smiled lightly, very confident.
Although he was only a registered disciple, he did not teach half-heartedly, and many of the inheritances gained by signing in were passed on to them.
The fact that the Son of the Sun and the Moon, the Holy Son of the Shaking Light and others can walk out of his hands and become the Great Emperor means that they have already transformed and are much stronger than they were before!
"So confident?" Hua Taixu was a little surprised.
If Hua Yunfei said this, then he would become interested and look up at the battlefield, wanting to see what was special about Hua Yunfei's named disciple.
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"We are natives of the fairy world. In order to fulfill our friendship as landlords, let you take the first step." Ye Feiyu held his chest and head high, with a confident look on his face.
"Okay, then we're welcome."
The Son of Sun and Moon smiled and nodded. He, Holy Son of Yaoguang, Wang Taichu and others looked at each other, and all ten of them had meaningful smiles on their lips.
The next moment, ten people shouted at the same time: "One Qi transforms the three pure things!"
"Wow!"
Holy power surged, runes flashed, and divine light flashed.
I saw the bodies of the Son of the Sun and the Moon, the Holy Son of the Yaoguang and others glowing, the talismans soaring into the sky, and the Youdao being intertwined.
The next moment, three figures exactly like them walked out of the ten people's bodies at the same time!
Not only do these figures look the same as the Son of the Sun and the Moon and others, but the intensity of their auras are exactly the same. They are three incarnations of the same strength as the main body!
"Holy crap, it's ten versus ten now, it's forty versus ten!" The disciples of Daoyuan Sect took a breath, widened their eyes, and kept exclaiming.
"It's over, Ye Feiyu and the others are going to be kicked!" a foresighted disciple shouted.
Thirty incarnations plus ten original bodies, a total of forty people!
The forty people stared at Ye Feiyu, Yang Teng and others, their eyes shining with playful smiles.
In an instant, Ye Feiyu, Yang Teng and others' faces turned green.