The place where the Warriors Conference was held was a green, flat pasture.
At this time, the grassland has been fenced off, and countless tribesmen outside the Great Wall have surrounded the fenced competition venue, acting as cheering spectators.
Chen Ying is hidden among the talented people in Feihu Trail, and she is inconspicuous even if she doesn't show her breath.
He was not interested in the so-called Warriors Conference, but he was interested in the existence that triggered his whim.
I just don’t know what kind of existence there will be outside the wall and will appear here at the Warriors Conference. I hope I won’t disappoint him.
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The gongs and drums were noisy, the trumpets were blasting, and the shouts and shouts were earth-shattering.
For three days in a row, the competition was in full swing...
The masters of Feihu Trail have demonstrated their superior strength. Whether they are at the peak of Huajin cultivation or Danjin cultivation, they can be invincible at the same level.
The energy and blood roared, the strength soared, and the characteristics of long-lasting combat power were undoubtedly revealed, which eclipsed the warriors of the tribes beyond the Great Wall and lost consecutive battles.
Chen Ying had no interest in the specific battle process.
But the methods and characteristics displayed by the warriors beyond the wall caught his attention.
Pure physical strength, rough but similar to the fighting method of a powerful beast...
It is obvious that the warriors of the tribe outside the Great Wall follow a pure path of physical training, and their martial arts are more primitive Xiangtang boxing.
This is somewhat similar to Chen Ying's direction of tapping the body's potential at this time.
As for the primitive and rough elephant boxing, it cannot be said that it is not powerful, but it is obvious that the tribal warriors who participated in the competition did not display the essence of these martial arts.
However, when the tribal warriors fought, the inexplicable energy and some mysterious mental fluctuations that appeared on their bodies aroused Chen Ying's great attention.
Whenever some kind of strange mental fluctuations appear in the tribal warriors, it is when they have reached a certain level in using the Xiangxiang Fist. It seems that at that moment, they possess part of the charm of the original owner of the Xiangxiang Fist.
This move is amazing...
Just like some Xiangxiang boxing of Neijiaquan, it directly reaches the realm of divine form, and the combat power and strength it can exert are quite astonishing.
Obviously, the tribal warriors did not hone their spirit step by step and figure out the essence of their own Xiangxiquan. Instead, they directly entered some kind of magical state through martial arts and boxing. It was really interesting.
Chen Ying directly used the power of his soul to sense and vaguely sensed that these tribal warriors had an inexplicable connection with some kind of existence in the dark.
God fights? Unlikely!
Please God? It doesn’t look like that either!
It was not easy to figure it out for a while. Fortunately, Chen Ying didn't have too strong curiosity. He only needed to know some of the methods of the warriors from the tribe outside the Great Wall.
After three days of competition, the warriors of the tribe outside the Great Wall lost miserably. In the competition between warriors of the same level, there was almost no victory at all.
Not to mention that the tribal warriors who participated could not stand it, the tribal people who were watching had already become depressed and lost their mood to watch. The loud cheers and cheers that had been loud before disappeared on the first day.
After waiting for three days, all the tribal warriors within tens of thousands of miles of the Flying Fox Trail were defeated and withdrew from the warrior meeting with a depressed look on their faces. In the end, only the pioneers from the large tribes fifty thousand miles away were left.
I don’t know why, but these guys were not frightened by the powerful fighting power of the Flying Fox Trail masters. Instead, they all had high morale and were eager to try.
At this time, Chen Ying noticed some unusual aura and directly summoned Ling Feng and ordered: "You will personally resolve the remaining battles!"
"With the strength of these rotten fish and shrimps, there is no need for me to take action personally, right?"
Ling Feng was a little puzzled and said angrily: "What if they don't accept the defeat and say we use the strong to bully the weak?"
"Then look at what they look like now, is it normal?"
Chen Ying was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly pointed out that he was weird and angry at the moment.
"Hey, something is really abnormal!"
After being reminded, Ling Feng also saw the problem, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.
"In order to avoid accidents, you kid, don't be pretentious!"
Chen Ying said angrily: "Anyway, your boy has the biggest conflict with these guys, so any method he uses will not be excessive!"
"Oh well……"
Ling Feng was still a little reluctant, but when he got into the ring, this guy's methods had not weakened at all, and he was still fierce and fierce.
hehe……
Chen Ying looked at it and smiled inwardly. He did not focus on the almost one-sided competition in the ring, but carefully observed whether there was any special situation.
Not to mention, he slowly sensed some unusual aura!
I couldn't see any clues with my eyes. I could only use my soul power to sense it carefully. The entire area where the arena competition was held seemed to be filled with an inexplicable aura, making it easy for people in the entire arena area to enter a state of excitement. The murderous and violent energy suddenly surged in their hearts.
surge.
Looking towards the direction of the ring, Ling Feng's methods were as sharp and domineering as ever, and his sanity was not affected at all.
This is a normal phenomenon. A person with the highest level of martial arts in a dignified family has such a strong will. How could he be easily invaded by external evil means?
On the other hand, as a cheering group, the Feihu Jing Neijiaquan masters gradually showed red threads in their eyes, the cruel and murderous intentions in their hearts slowly emerged, and the tone and content of their shouting gradually changed.
On the other side, the pioneers of the large tribe outside the Great Wall who were beaten by Ling Feng, although each of them looked terrible, there was no fear or fear in their eyes. Instead, their eyes were bloodshot, and they had a ferocious posture.
It can be seen that it is not just the reason why Ling Feng did not kill him in the ring, but there must be something else to rely on.
Looking at the tribesmen outside the Great Wall who were still staying near the ring, cheering and cheering, they all looked crazy and their eyes were all red.
The violent murderous intent emanating from his body could not be concealed no matter how hard he tried.
kindness?
In the induction of the soul, the warriors participating in the Warriors Conference, as well as the violent murderous intention of the participants, slowly condensed into wisps of blood smoke, slowly flew upwards and condensed into a group, and then gradually turned from the group into blossoms.
Bloody clouds.
The blood-colored gas cloud formed momentarily, and instantly exploded into blood-colored gas mist.
The entire area where the Warriors Conference was located was covered by a thin layer of blood-colored mist, which was very abrupt in the soul induction and gave Chen Ying a very evil feeling.
The next moment, wisps of black air drifted from nowhere, combining with the blood-colored mist covering the area where the Warriors Conference was, forming a terrifying black-red haze.
The moment the black and red haze formed, it actually actively emitted some kind of wave...
Below, the affected tribal warriors, Flying Fox Trail warriors, and many onlookers from the tribe suddenly had all kinds of evil thoughts in their hearts, and a restless atmosphere filled the air.
Each of them had a fierce glint in their eyes, looking at outsiders except their companions, it was like looking at a dead person, and they didn't know what they were thinking of.
At this time, Ling Feng, who was in the ring, was also in a daze, and an inexplicable violent and murderous intention suddenly rose in his heart, as if urging him to kill the enemy in front of him.
No! No! No!
With his sensitive consciousness, he instantly noticed something was wrong. After sending his opponent flying with one move, he suddenly turned around and looked at Chen Ying who was hiding in the crowd.
A strange smile appeared on Chen Ying's face, and the companions around him all had murderous eyes in their eyes...
Ouch...
Suddenly, Ling Feng's chest suddenly swelled, and he raised his head to the sky and let out an earth-shattering wolf howl that could be heard for hundreds of miles.
Wolf King Xiaoyue of Qing Lang Gang!
There is a terrifying beastly aura exuding from its body, like a wolf king roaming outside the Great Wall, aloof and arrogant.
At this moment, all the participating warriors and warriors, including the audience watching the competition, all had dull faces, as if they had seen a peerless wolf king standing on the ring.
My mind was shaking, my blood was boiling, my face was flushed, and my heart was filled with infinite pride.
The murderous thoughts and violence in my heart not only did not dissipate, but became even more intense.
In just an instant, the atmosphere in the entire competition venue became as heated as a powder keg, and it only took a little spark to completely detonate it.
how so?
Now, it was the turn of Ling Feng, who had just let out a terrifying wolf howl, his face was dull and he looked suspicious of life.
He originally wanted to quell the violent and murderous thoughts in the hearts of the warriors and warriors, but he was not just adding fuel to the fire. He would not be able to control the situation if something unexpected happened.
Chen Ying laughed so hard that her stomach ached. Ling Feng was really funny.
I don’t know, when the atmosphere is tense and the emotions are tense, the flow of Qi and blood in the body will speed up involuntarily, which is when one becomes impulsive and irritable.
At this time, wouldn't it add fuel to the fire if the Wolf King Xiaoyue of Gangjin level comes to attack?
But the next moment, the smile on his face quickly solidified, and a wolf head suddenly jumped out and flew into the void from a further north direction, opening its big mouth to continuously absorb the red and black haze in the void where the Warriors Conference was located.
Is this someone taking the opportunity to practice cultivation?
What a courage!
The distance was only a few hundred miles, and Chen Ying's soul power instantly locked onto the wolf head flying in the air. Following the aura, he quickly found the skinny shaman outside the Great Wall on the hillside below.
Tsk!
If the tiger doesn't show off its power, can it really be regarded as a sick cat?
I really didn’t have any plans to take action originally, but now...
The power of the soul draws the surrounding clouds and gathers them towards the flying wolf head.
In just a moment, the sky where the flying wolf head was was suddenly filled with dark clouds, lightning, and thunder.
Neither the flying wolf head devouring the black and red haze nor the shaman standing on the hillside below felt that the weather was strange.
However, a look of panic appeared on his face involuntarily, and he had to retract his flying wolf head to avoid the sudden change in weather.
Unfortunately, how could the shaman's movements be faster than the lightning in the sky?
The power of Chen Ying's soul caused the positive and negative ions in the air to violently rub and collide. Together with the large clouds that gathered, they instantly created a dark cloud with electric snakes dancing wildly.
Boom!
There was a thunderous explosion, and an electric snake fell from the sky in an instant, hitting the huge wolf head flying in the void without any hesitation.
The wolf head didn't even have the slightest strength to resist, and was annihilated by the bombardment of the electric snake...