Just when the atmosphere in the main hall was getting a little dull, a flapping sound suddenly came from outside the hall, making Jiang Yu look up instantly. When he saw the bird-vein demon, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Yu reached out and made a move, and the bird-veined demon obediently stopped on his right palm, attracting the attention of everyone in the hall.
"Is there any news?"
Han Luoying couldn't wait and asked directly. If it weren't for the last bit of reserve, she would probably snatch the mailbox that Jiang Yu had just taken down.
"It should be that the mark on this was passed down by the spies I arranged outside the Foreign Spirit City!"
Jiang Yu nodded. Hearing what he said, even Li Tomuling admired him deeply. Secretly, having such an intelligence system was not achieved overnight.
"What does it say?"
Li Tomuling was quite calm, and was not as impulsive as Han Luoying. He waited until Jiang Yu read the contents of the letter at a glance before he asked.
However, Li Tomb Ling was watching his face. While he was asking questions, he had been paying attention to Jiang Yu's face. He suddenly discovered that this strong man of the first-grade God Emperor had a rather strange expression. Later, he jumped out of his chair directly.
stood up.
Jiang Yu, the first-grade God Emperor, stood up. Naturally, no one dared to sit down in the palace, but Zhang Yousong and their faces all became a little surprised and uncertain.
Because according to their understanding, Jiang Yu, the leader of this area, has always been extremely stable. Even if a foreign spirit suddenly comes to the Xilong camp, it is impossible for him to lose his temper like this. Could it be that something big has happened?
The two Han and Li people next to them also stood up suddenly. A strong fighting spirit burst out from their bodies. After this period of recuperation, their strength has recovered to 70% to 80%.
Moreover, after the life-and-death battle in Shifang City, both of them felt that their bottlenecks were faintly loosened, so now was the time when their spirits were extremely high.
"Qianmu City has been destroyed!"
Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Yu seemed to be calming down. After a moment, he took a deep breath. The amount of information contained in just six words was extremely huge.
"Qianmu City, is it the big foreign spirit city in the northwest?"
Hong Rang pondered for a moment, and what he said solved everyone's doubts, but made the shock and excitement on their faces even more intense.
If the biggest enemies of the ten human battalions in this area are the foreign spirits of Shifang City, then they all know very well about the many foreign spirit cities not far from Shifang City.
It is said that in Qianmu City, there is a powerful wood-attributed cactus spirit who is a ninth-grade immortal. Over the years, countless wood-attributed spirits have swarmed in. The overall strength is comparable to that of Shifang City.
After all, before Motuo appeared in Shifang City, the strongest person in Shifang City was Shi Tou, the city lord of the ninth-grade Immortal Lord. Even Fangshan had only made a breakthrough in recent years.
"Before Qianmu City was destroyed, the city lord Qing Hui had already broken through to the realm of demigods!"
However, Jiang Yu's words were not shocking, and he shook the letter paper in his hand, and once again said a piece of news that shocked everyone's attention, causing gasps of cold air from everywhere in the hall.
"Lord Jiang Yu, is this your handiwork?"
Zhang You from the Spirit Blood Camp wanted to flatter Jiang Yu, so he asked directly. However, as soon as he said this, he immediately attracted several mocking looks.
Isn't Zhang You a fool? Didn't you see that Mr. Jiang Yu stood up in shock just now? If it was his arrangement, why was he so shocked?
"According to this intelligence, it was two humans who destroyed Qianmu City. One of them was called 'Old Ye', and the other one was... Xingchen!"
Jiang Yu glanced at the eighth-level immortal in the spiritual blood camp and didn't pay much attention to it. When he said the last name, the entire hall suddenly fell into an absolute silence.
It seems that the name "Xingchen" has some kind of strange magic power, which shocked everyone's souls and became sluggish. For a while, no one came back to their senses, and their expressions became extremely exciting.
Snap!
It wasn't until a moment later that the sound of a slap finally sounded. When everyone turned around to look, they saw that Song He, the usually steady man from the Oasis camp, slapped him hard on the face.
"It hurts! It hurts!"
Song He's palm showed no mercy at all. Half of his face suddenly swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without the blessing of pulse energy, the pain made him gasp, but his face was extremely excited.
"Haha, I knew it, how could this guy Xingchen die?"
After coming back to his senses, Lieyang Palace genius Li Tomuling imitated Song He and slapped his thigh, then his face showed a look of extreme excitement, and anyone could hear the sense of relief in his tone.
Although Han Luoying on the side did not speak, her beautiful eyes still shone with a special kind of excitement. That guy did not disappoint her.
Originally, everyone in the hall thought that a star of the ninth-grade Immortal Lord would definitely be in bad luck if he was pursued by the first-grade God Emperor Mo Jiang, and he would not even be able to survive for a while.
Even if there is no news from Shifang City these days, the saying that no news is good news is just to comfort yourself, no one will really believe it.
Now everyone just heard a name and couldn't be sure that this star was that star. However, they counted each one and didn't even have the slightest doubt that the two were not the same person.
I originally thought that Yun Xiao had died at the hands of Mo Jiang in Shifang City, but I didn't expect that this guy not only escaped, but also went around in circles and wiped out a Qianmu City.
Qianmu City is a powerful foreign spirit city that is not inferior to Shifang City in terms of overall strength. The city owner Qing Hui has already broken through to the realm of demigods. In this case, its strength is even higher than that of Shifang City.
I wonder which other guy named "Xingchen" can do such a great thing. As for the so-called "Old Ye", he was automatically ignored by everyone in the palace.
It seems that in front of that guy named Xingchen, everyone's light has to dim automatically. Even the geniuses of Lieyang Palace and Moon God Palace feel ashamed.
"Master Jiang Yu, what should we do now? Do we need to respond to him?"
Song He had long regarded Yun Xiao as the person he admired the most. After getting over his excitement, he asked directly. He knew that Mo Jiang, the first-grade God Emperor, might still be chasing Xingchen.
"In extraordinary times, we may not be able to do anything!"
Unexpectedly, when Song He just finished speaking, Jiang Yu had already shaken his head, and then said something that made Li and Han next to him fall silent. They obviously knew what he was talking about.
"You mean...battle competition?"
Li Tomuling frowned. As a genius of Lieyang Palace, since he decided to come to Zhanlingyuan, how could he not understand some of the rules of Zhanlingyuan.
The so-called battle competition is actually a special fighting method that the supernatural spirits and humans have negotiated over time for their own greater interests.
Compared to the years of chaotic battles in Zhanlingyuan, the Zhanlui Tournament can be regarded as a kind of literary battle.
That is, at a specific time, each side selects three cultivators to determine the ownership of a certain area in the form of two wins out of three.
Each of the three cultivators on both sides is a ninth-level Immortal, a demi-god, and a first-level God Emperor. If one side loses two games, it will have to retreat a thousand miles.
In the past battles, the human race undoubtedly suffered a lot, because with the same level of combat power, the foreign spirits must be more powerful. This is actually the biggest reason why the human race retreats again and again.
The Battle Tournament is held once every three years, and this year is the year of the Battle Tournament, and it is less than a month before the start of the Battle Tournament. This is a big event for both parties, and no one dares to relax.
The meaning of Jiang Yu's words is that at this delicate moment, if either party makes any changes, it may cause unnecessary trouble. Everything must wait until the battle is over before talking about anything else.
The accident in Shifang City is already a huge variable, which will undoubtedly touch the sensitive nerves of the foreign spirits.
Once the opponent thinks that human beings are unruly and try to change the rules of the battle, that is not something they can afford.
Over the years, although the human side has lost a lot of territory due to the battle competition, it has also delayed the time for the alien spirits to attack humans. Once it can win once, it can be pushed back to the land thousands of miles to the west.
"After one month, it will be the day of the competition. We have been preparing for three years, but we cannot fall short!"
Jiang Yu nodded. These words made many cultivators in the temple understand the reason why they could not move. Even Song He remained silent. In such a big event, he finally understood the general idea.
"I believe he will come back alive!"
A glimmer of light flashed in Han Luoying's beautiful eyes. After saying these words, it made everyone in the hall calm down a lot. In fact, the miracles done by that guy were not just one or two.
"Hehe, I am somewhat looking forward to it. What will it be like if that guy comes back and participates in the battle of the Ninth-Rank Immortal Lord?"
Li Tomb Ling sat back in his chair, looking forward to a certain scene. After saying these words, all the cultivators in the temple looked at each other, with a hint of excitement flashing in their eyes.
Now they all know clearly that according to what Li Tomb Ling said, Xingchen is in Shifang City, but killing demigods is like killing chickens, and they can even escape from the hands of the powerful supernatural beings of the first-level God Emperor.
But in the final analysis, what Li Tomuling and the others knew about Yun Xiao's cultivation was that he was only a ninth-grade immortal. This was no longer a ninth-grade immortal in the traditional sense, but he did not break the rules of the competition.
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