This is not an exaggeration, because the people in this square are all the most powerful sects in the Eastern Continent.
With the arrival of Xu Zimo, it also attracted the attention of many people.
"Isn't that the contemporary holy son of the Zhenwu Holy Sect?" someone asked doubtfully.
"Why didn't he attend the Tianwu Conference?"
"It's almost the beginning of the Tianwu Conference, why is he here?"
"I wonder if there is still a chance to participate now?"
"It's definitely impossible. The competition format is over halfway, facing the entire Eastern Continent, and no one has any privileges.
No matter how powerful his Zhenwu Holy Sect is, the Baili family does not dare to change the rules rashly."
"Yeah, yeah," someone agreed.
"That's a pity. Although Xu Zimo has only appeared a few times in our Eastern Continent, he has always been hailed as the number one person of the younger generation.
If you don’t participate this time, you won’t be able to see your true strength. If you are the real number one, you still don’t live up to your name.”
Xu Zimo ignored the discussions among the people around him and sat directly next to Xu Qingshan.
"Why are you here now?" Xu Qingshan asked with a frown.
"There were some delays on the way, and it took longer than expected," Xu Zimo said.
"Then you are going to miss this Tianwu Conference. It is impossible for you to join in the middle," Xu Qingshan said.
"I know, then I'll just watch the fun," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
“It’s also been a long time since I competed with the geniuses from our Eastern Continent.
The last time was the six-sect competition held by our Zhenwu Holy Sect."
"That was just a competition in our far west, how could it be compared with this Tianwu Conference," Xu Qingshan said.
"I don't know if a few of them can do it?"
"There is definitely no hope of winning the championship," Xu Zimo said.
Xu Zimo knew the strength of Xiang Qianheng, Sword Twenty-One, and Jiang Xi'er.
Although he is an absolute genius, there are so many talents in this conference, and the saint sons of each imperial lineage sect are stronger than the last.
If you want to break out of a tight siege, being the first person is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
"Winning the championship is secondary. I just hope they don't lose too quickly," Xu Qingshan said.
This time at the Tianwu Conference, the strength of each genius was beyond his expectation.
Not only those saints, but also many casual cultivators were eye-catching.
"That's not to say, they shouldn't be that bad," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"How are you, Mr. Xu?" Luo Changhe, the leader of the Shengquan Sect next to him, looked at Xu Zimo with a smile.
"Sect Master Luo, long time no see," Xu Zimo nodded.
"At that time, the six sects were having a big competition, and I can vividly remember Mr. Xu's youthful heroic spirit," said the leader of the Luo sect with a smile.
"It's a pity that you can't participate in the Tianwu Conference now and show your style to the world."
"It's a pity that none of these tens of millions of people can catch my eye," Xu Zimo replied.
"I'm just curious, who will be the number one person in Tianwu?"
"You are not ashamed of your words," after hearing Xu Zimo's words, a cold snort came from the side.
He said with a sneer: "I think some people just don't dare to participate and come late on purpose. It's just a false name."
Xu Zimo turned around and looked, and the person who mocked him was a burly man.
The man wore a black and gray robe and had long hair and a beard.
Like a savage coming out of the mountains, it gives people the most primitive savage atmosphere.
"Isn't this Master Li of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"I heard that your sect's bloodline was muddy before, and it was almost wiped out, but now it's showing off again."
Xu Zimo remembered very clearly that he had almost destroyed the entire Ten Thousand Beast Sect by using the Jingyue Shrine.
As a result, the original seven-sect competition in the Far West became six-sect competition.
After hearing Xu Zimo's words, there was a "bang" sound, and Li Yunhu, the leader of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, suddenly patted the seat next to him.
He stood up angrily and stared at Xu Zimo.
Their Ten Thousand Beast Sect suffered heavy losses last time, and after investigation, they found out that Xu Zimo was responsible.
However, due to their status, it was difficult for them to take action directly. After all, they were not the opponents of the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
"What, Master Li?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.
"A nameless person who doesn't even dare to participate in the Tianwu Conference, I don't want to argue with you," Li Yunhu snorted and sat down angrily.
"I don't know, Master Li, who is your Ten Thousand Beast Sect's candidate for the competition this time?" Xu Qingshan asked.
Li Yunhu pointed at a young man in the void projection and said arrogantly: "That is the holy son of our sect, Kuang Qianshan."
I saw the young man in the void projection wearing a black vest, with his exposed muscles bulging high.
This Kuang Qianshan is like a peerless ferocious beast, possessing absolute power.
He can almost tear apart monsters with his hands and follow the stars with his fists.
He can annihilate a high mountain into powder with just one punch.
"Thank you so much for this," Li Yunhu looked at Xu Zimo and sneered.
“When Qianshan’s bloodline was turbid, no one expected that something strange would happen.
Not only did the blood in his body not explode and die, but it evolved to another level, and now his body is like a divine beast."
Xu Zimo smiled and said, "Congratulations to Master Li."
Li Yunhu snorted coldly and said nothing.
It can be seen from the projection in the void that the disciples of the Nine Emperors' Immortal Sect seem to have reached a consensus.
They did not kill each other, but planned to clear out some loose cultivators first.
Some casual cultivators who knew they were weak also joined the group to keep warm, and began to unite to fight against the Imperial Immortal Sect.
The entire Tianyuan small world is in chaos.
……………
In the Tianyuan small world, Jian Twenty-one is walking in a jungle at this moment.
Suddenly, a burst of footsteps sounded from the side.
I saw a young man wearing a coarse white shirt with several patches walking out from the side.
The young man looked at Jian Twenty-one and shouted, "Which sect are you talking about?
I, Li Mubai, will not kill unknown people."
"Noisy," Jian Twenty-one snorted coldly.
I saw him swiping his right finger lightly, and dozens of sword lights burst out from the void, killing the young man wearing a rough cloth.
Seeing the sword light flashing in front of my eyes with sharp sharpness.
The young man named Li Mubai sneezed.
"A sneeze" was heard, and three "bang bang bang" explosions suddenly sounded, and countless sword lights shattered in the air.
"Are you from the Zhenwu Holy Sect?" Li Mubai murmured to himself as he looked at the robe Jian Twenty-One was wearing.
"Defeating a disciple of the Imperial Immortal Sect should be regarded as becoming famous."
As his voice fell, his figure disappeared into the void.
"So fast," Jian Twenty-one's pupils shrank and he quickly looked around with vigilance.
"Where are you looking?" A chuckle sounded from behind, and the wind of a fist suddenly rose, hitting him from behind.
Jian Twenty-One quickly turned around to fight, but the next moment, Li Mubai's figure split into four.
Kill Sword Twenty-One in four different directions.