Chapter Ninety-Three: Dispute

On the outskirts of Yangcheng, everyone looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, swallowing saliva unconsciously, the atmosphere was almost suffocated, the scene seemed to be frozen, and the depressing feeling was breathless.

No one expected that the Yi family, which could be called the overlord level in Yangcheng, was beaten by a mysterious guy at the door of his own house, and he was powerless, and the wolf was unbearable.

The cold sweat on his forehead fell down his cheeks and fell to Yi Long's neck, swallowed a few mouthfuls of spit, and the feeling of his neck being pinched by life made his face extremely red, and it was difficult to breathe, faintly, a feeling of dizziness appeared in his mind, a little black appeared in front of him, and he looked at Yu Feng in front of him who was like a god of death, and he was terrified to the extreme.

"Yi Long, or is it easy to be an insect?" Yu Feng's eyebrows moved, and he pulled the corners of his mouth, and the playful smile fell on Yi Long's eyes with the strange increase in the corners of his mouth, but it made his back tense, sneered, and said coldly.

"Easy insects! easy insects!" seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and he couldn't care about the face of the Yi family, so he forced a smile, Yi Long flattered, and in the eyes of the black-robed man behind him, he couldn't help frowning, and a trace of anger quietly dispersed, but he didn't take a step after hesitation.

"Hmm~!Very good!Third Young Master of the Yi Family, I think with your strength, the Yi Family will not let you participate in the Dragon Spirit Conference!" Yu Feng still has some understanding of the Dragon Spirit Conference, most of which he finally heard from Guo Tianming.

"That's right, that's right!" The hot feeling on his face, Yu Feng's words were full of humiliation, even if Yi Long, who was eager for his life, was furious in his heart, but now that his life was held in his hands, he had to suppress the anger in his heart, and echoed.

"Well, I've always been merciful to ants~!haha~!" Yu Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, like throwing garbage, and casually threw Yi Long to the black-robed man who locked him not far away, and returned to Su Qingchen without looking back, his thin face was still the same, but it was a little more smiling.

In the past few days, the Su family has been worried about Yu Feng's comfort, and deliberately slowed down, although many people have prepared for the worst, but Yu Feng is now standing in front of him, many people are crying with joy, even Su Yu, who has always been old and calm, Su Po and the two older generation powerhouses are also very moved.

"Let's enter the city~!" Looking at the excited Su family, Yu Feng's heart warmed, but in his heart he knew that he must not stay here, otherwise the strong man of the Yi family would feel that he would be in trouble at that time.

Looking around with cold eyes, many of the Yi family's generals involuntarily took a step back, looking at the cold eyes in fear, their eyes were full of deep fear, and the strong onlookers also consciously made way for Yu Feng and the others, but no one wanted to touch the brows of this killing god, lest they be in a hurry to hide, and watched the Su family enter Yangcheng.

His eyes were blood-red, his fists were clenched tightly, Yi Long gritted his teeth, looked at Yu Feng and the others entering Yangcheng, the corners of his eyes shrank slightly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, a touch of killing intent surged, his eyes narrowed in vain, and he muttered in a low voice, "After entering Yangcheng, do you still want to go out?" Snorted coldly, although the voice was not loud, it was still heard by the black-robed man who was silently following Yi Long, raised his eyes slightly, his chaotic eyes were slightly sad, and he looked at Yu Feng in the distance helplessly, and he sighed underground and did not speak.

Countless mottled and powerful auras came to the noisy Yang City, and various forces were staggered, but along the way, there were many sects busy recruiting personnel, thinking that most of them were for the Dragon Spirit Conference, but how far can this kind of small sect go in the end in the long road of the conference?

For the Dragon Spirit Conference, Yu Feng also has his own considerations, if he can get the first place, then even if he gets a copy of the Yellow Order Sanpin Martial Arts, it is also an improvement for his own power, and he can help Guo Tianming in general, why not kill two birds with one stone?

On the long street, there are many forces of various factions, and there are many strong onlookers, walking on the street, ignited by the hot participants, smiling faintly, walking slowly on the street, Yu Feng and the others look no different, even some of the better forces are taking this opportunity to expand their forces, and the three major forces of Yangcheng are also joining it.

The powerful aura that came to his face was like a dark cloud, and the thick coercion was in the sky above the entire Yang City, and the carriage was stable, in order to avoid some unnecessary troubles, except for Uncle Lin, as well as Ah Fu and Yu Feng, the rest of the Su family, including Qin Yun, were all in the carriage.

Raising his head slightly, looking at the hot scene, he suddenly found a familiar sign in his eyes, and not far away, the banner of the solicitors was the symbol of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Isn't it Brother Tianming's sect?" his eyes lit up, but the other two major forces near the City Lord's Mansion, the Sun family and the Yi family, were impressively listed, "Huh?" The fox was suspicious, but he found that the cultivators gathered in front of the Sun family and the Yi family's solicitation booth were like a tide, but the number of cultivators in front of the City Lord's Mansion was pitiful, and it was extremely cold and bleak compared to it, and even the people in the City Lord's Mansion who recruited cultivators were also wilted and drooping and looked listless.

"How about it?" He Yong, there are too few cultivators recruited by your City Lord's Mansion, if I remember correctly, I'm afraid that in the past five days, no one is willing to join you, do you want us to lend you a few?" A handsome young man, dressed in gorgeous clothes, raised his eyebrows proudly, smiled playfully, and glanced at a man with a simple appearance and a shabby appearance led by the City Lord's Mansion.

When the words fell, many disciples of the City Lord's Mansion were furious, their anger was burning, and they looked at the handsome-looking young man with murderous intent, and couldn't help but shout, "It's not you and the Sun family who make the means!

"Despicable?" Looking at the angry disciple of the City Lord's Mansion, the young man led by him smiled faintly, and then his eyes suddenly widened, and the next moment a wind swept by, his face changed greatly, and a fierce killing intent swept away, this scene immediately attracted the attention of many people, and they gathered around, laughing as if watching the excitement.

With a muffled snort, He Yong frowned, his figure flashed and "bulging" with a fist palm, and the two black shadows each took a step back.

"Yi Ze, you and I are all cultivating in the sixfold realm of people~!Do you want to fight here?If so, I He Yong will definitely accompany you~!" The man from the City Lord's Mansion led by him snorted, and a slightly rough voice came out of his mouth, looking at the young man in front of him coldly, but there was no fluctuation in his feelings.

"Haha, do you two want to fight here? I think it's better to stay in the Dragon Spirit Conference~!" Laughter came from the direction of Sun's house, and a road flashed out of the crowd, with a manly temperament, looking at the two people not far away, he laughed.

"It's Sun Bo, the second young master of the Sun family!" There is no shortage of well-informed strong people in the crowd who immediately caused a commotion, looking at the three figures gathered in the crowd, that person is not the leader of the younger generation in their respective forces, such a hot confrontation is really eye-catching, and there are many strong people of the older generation in the distance who are secretly concerned about this, without any intention of meddling, in the eyes of the strong men of Yangcheng, this scene is too common, and the friction between the three major forces is commonplace, but most of them are aimed at the City Lord's Mansion, which has also made the power of the City Lord's Mansion intensified and weakened in recent years, and now in the eyes of many people in the outside world, the City Lord's Mansion is one of the three major forces has existed in name only。

"Sixfold Popularity Realm~!" Yu Feng secretly praised, looking at the three people in the crowd, the cultivation was all the power that had reached the sixfold of the Popularity Realm, the tense atmosphere suddenly suffocated, his face was calm, and he looked at He Yong in the City Lord's Mansion quietly, Yu Feng smiled bitterly, although he did not have an in-depth understanding of Yangcheng, but he also heard a lot of unfavorable news for the City Lord's Mansion from entering Yangcheng, obviously many people in the outside world thought that this Dragon Spirit Conference would be the last session of the City Lord's Mansion.

The disciples of the City Lord's Mansion looked at Sun Bo in the crowd, his chest, which was originally burning with anger, became more intense, his eyes were red, and his fists were clenched, if his eyes could kill, I am afraid that Sun Bo and Yi Ze at this moment would have already been scattered.

"Hmph~!Yangcheng has always been respected for strength, since among the three major forces, some people do not meet the regulations, they will naturally be eliminated~!" Looking around, he seemed to be extremely satisfied with such an atmosphere, and smiled faintly, Yi Zelang said loudly, and many people in the crowd nodded secretly, indeed, strength is the guarantee of a qiē.

"You~!If it weren't for the two of you joining forces to use the means, my City Lord's Mansion wouldn't have ......," a disciple of the City Lord's Mansion couldn't help but shout angrily.

"Hmm, what kind of thing are you, how can you speak here?" Raising his eyebrows, a cold color crossed Sun Bo's handsome face, and the next moment there was a cold breath of bone marrow, and the souls of many of the strong people present trembled.

Seeing this, He Yong was not to be outdone, his breath was released, and between the collision of the two breaths, there were visible ripples fluctuating, many people in the lead were thrilled, and their blood was gushing, and a big battle seemed to be about to start, is this a warm-up before the Dragon Spirit Conference?