"A group of people who have no taste also want to compete with me, how is it possible. Dongliu Gongzi Jiang Dongliu, lying on the clouds, said very leisurely.

"I think the most tasteless is you, you are really a vulgar son, rich for seven generations. A teasing voice rang out.

And a young man with a mediocre appearance, mediocre dress, and a mediocre look, walked into the field.

This mediocre person is clinging to a weapon that is never mediocre.

His weapon is an umbrella.

It stands to reason that an umbrella cannot be considered a weapon.

However, the young man's umbrella can be used as a weapon.

Because, he is the proud son Qu Ao, one of the seven princes.

His umbrella is called the Thousand Variation Umbrella.

He looked like he was just a normal thirty-six purple bamboo umbrella.

However, in his umbrella, he can conjure up swords, knives, spears, spears, hidden weapons, and the umbrella itself as a shield. His umbrella is an eighteen-like weapon. If the artistic conception is this, there is nothing terrible, but, Qu Ao is still practicing the Nine Turns Immortal Gate's gods and ghosts, and the ever-changing clouds and fog disturb the swordsmanship, the name of this sword technique is very long, full of eighteen words, this is actually the Zhenmen swordsmanship of the Nine Turns Immortal Gate, which is the most weird and bewitching set of swordsmanship in the Southern Immortal Realm.

And it is said that the proud son Qu Ao has practiced this set of swordsmanship to the point of the eight words of gods, ghosts, sorrows, and myriads, although he has not yet practiced the ten words of cloud-entangled fog and disturbing the sky and disturbing the swordsmanship, but it is also very amazing.

Fighting Qu Ao is painful, and it is said that when you fight him, you never know what kind of weapon and what move he will use in the next second.

In the Southern Cultivation Immortal Realm, many young people released their words after fighting with Qu Ao: "I will never fight with Qu Ao's pervert again." ”

And now, Qu Ao has appeared.

The mediocre one, with a non-mediocre umbrella, walked into the field like this, ridiculing Jiang Dongliu.

Jiang Dongliu was not angry, because the person who ridiculed him was Qu Ao, a very powerful and interesting character.

Yan Zhen looked at the demeanor of these two people, and felt that these two sons were really extraordinary. At this time, Yan Zhen suddenly felt a smell of meat, Yan Zhen involuntarily sniffed his nose, and found that this was beef with Yan Zhen's foodie attributes, and it was shabu beef, Yan Zhen couldn't help but swallow saliva, Yan Zhen swept around, and found that many people around couldn't help but swallow saliva, Yan Zhen looked at the place where the meat fragrance emanated, and found that in the center of the venue, a pot was set up, and a big fat man weighing at least two hundred and fifty pounds was sitting next to the pot.

The big fat man sniffed and said, "It's so fragrant." ”

Yan Zhen immediately knew the identity of this person, Liu Jiangshan, a fog boy, it is said that this person is a foodie, it is said that this person weighs two hundred and fifty pounds, he is the most unsightly one of the seven princes, but he definitely has the strength of the seven princes. Yan Zhen also knows that Liu Jiangshan, the fog boy, looks so fat, but his body is very fast, and his so-called fog of the fog boy is the fog of food, all kinds of food have turned into a kind of weird power, which is unguardable, he is not using poison, but vegetables, but has the power of poison, even more tricky than using poison.

Yan Zhen secretly said in his heart, this foggy boy Liu Jiangshan should not be underestimated.

In the air, there seemed to be a faint fragrance, which easily overwhelmed the aroma of meat.

Yan Zhen's eyes couldn't help but look at the east.

There, came a woman dressed in white, the girl's face was surprisingly delicate, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were clear like a clear spring, the bridge of her nose was high, her red lips were seductive and bright, her snow neck was slender and down, and her waist was surprisingly soft and delicate. Every part of this girl in white's body, Zhong Lingliuxiu, she is the darling of God, so that every part of her body is perfect and exquisite. Her whole body was filled with a fairy aura that could only be viewed from a distance and could not be played with.

It seems that as soon as she came here, the feces in the field became extremely bright, the sky seemed to be very good, and everyone's mood was also very good, as if she had entered the fairy world.

Fairy Fu Yuqing.

Yan Zhen didn't know how many times he had heard this name in his previous life, but he had never seen it once, and he had always been curious about what kind of magic the fairy had. And now Yan Zhen understands that the fairy does have an extraordinary magical power.

Fu Yuqing stepped on small broken steps and walked in front of Yan Zhen, she seemed to have a natural body fragrance, such as musk, it smelled very good, her voice was as crisp as a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate: "Yan Zhen, the matter of Wanmei Villa, you saved many disciples of my Su Nu Immortal Gate, thank you to my Su Nu Fairy Gate." ”

"No, whoever called my sister in it, it won't work if you don't save it. Yan Zhen shrugged his shoulders, kept his composure, and at the same time secretly said in his heart, the fairy is really powerful.

Yan Zhen saw Meng defeated.

He was still the same as he had been two days ago, sitting in one place, carrying a sword and holding a drawing board, as if sketching something.

There was a look of excitement in his eyes.

Meng defeated this person worthy of the title of kendo idiot.

Yan Zhen felt that although Meng Yu did not have the style of the other princes, this person might be the most difficult one to deal with, and the head of the seven princes could not be underestimated.

At this time, Yan Zhen saw the flowers falling from the sky, Yan Zhen heard the fairy music playing, and a cloud chariot came from the sky. Yan Zhen secretly said in his heart, Ouyang Invincible's pretending to be a coercion is finally here, and Yan Zhen wants to smash Ouyang Invincible's face with a punch now.

Next to Ouyang Invincible's convoy, there were ten boys on the left, ten virgins on the right, the boys on the left quickly laid a snow-white carpet on the ground, and a virgin on the right opened the curtain of Yun Yuan.

Ouyang Invincible finally came out.

He walked out very casually, and he had the momentum of the whole audience.

There was ambition in his eyes.

He seems to have the universe, heaven and earth in his hands.

Yan Zhen's gaze collided fiercely with Ouyang Invincible's gaze.

I saw Ouyang Invincible walking towards Yan Zhen: "Yan Zhen, let's meet again." ”

"Yes, we'll meet again. Yan Zhen nodded and said.

"At that time, I made an agreement to duel at the time of the Southern Cultivation Immortal Realm Conference. Ouyang Invincible said: "This conference is the time when we decide life and death. According to the rules of the conference, first compared the record of the Demon Sect, accounting for forty percent of the total score, and then comparing the actual battle, accounting for sixty percent of the total score. But whether it's a battle against the Demon Cult or a real battle, you're going to lose. Under the hands of Ben Gongzi, you are destined to fail. ”

After Yan Zhen heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "Ouyang Invincible, please don't say big things first." When you really do it, come to me again to blow your invincibility. Otherwise, you're just a mouthpiece. This time, I came up with real skills. ”

Ouyang Wushu nodded, his words were full of self-confidence: "You have to see the real ability, this time I will let you lose a mess." ”

After Yan Zhen saw the demeanor of the Seven Great Princes, he found that the Seven Great Princes were really extraordinary, and even faintly compared to the Fire Prince and the Demon Substitute Son among the five major princes of the Demon Dao. But if you think about it carefully, you are fighting with the Fire Prince, and it is the weakened Fire Prince. And the Demon Substitute Son has never been known for his combat power, but for being difficult to kill, so it is normal for him to do so.

......

Yan Zhen sat aside and began to wait for the start of the Southern Cultivation Immortal Realm Conference.

After a while, a thin middle-aged man with endless Qingyun appearing above his head, showing countless mysteries of the Great Dao, appeared in the field.

Yan Zhen couldn't help but be slightly surprised, this person with Qingyun on his head and full of Dao fruits was not someone else, but the head of the Qingfeng Immortal Sect, Master Suifeng, and he didn't expect that this time the competition would be presided over by this Master Suifeng.

Yan Zhen only heard the Venerable Master Sui Feng say: "This Southern Immortal Cultivation Realm Conference gathers many immortal cultivators in the Southern Immortal Cultivation Realm in one place to comprehend the mysteries of the Great Dao and the unfathomable nature of the heavens. For example, "if the youth is strong, the right path is strong, and if the youth is weak, the right path is weak", and the words finally got to the point.

Yan Zhen could only hear the Venerable Master say: "Today, many young people of the generation of immortal cultivators are gathered together, and they are heroic, which is indeed a happy event. This competition is divided into two parts, one part is to compare the record of the Demon Sect, which can account for four points of the total score, and the second part is a comparison of actual combat, which can account for six points of the total score. In the end, the entire score was finally combined, and the final ranking of this young man was obtained. If it can be ranked in the top ten, it can be famous in the entire Southern Cultivation Immortal Realm, and if it can be ranked in the top three, there are quite excellent gifts to give. ”

"Today, here is the record of many young generations. Rusi's results have been counted, and now they will be reported from the tenth place. ”

Yan Zhenzhi also sat aside, listening to these people's statistics on their achievements, only to hear the Venerable Master Sui Feng say: "Tenth place, Ling Fox Gongzi Ling Hu Xiao." As his words fell, Ling Hu Xiao walked to the stage with a sword on his shoulder, holding a huge wine jar in his hand. Yan Zhendao also knew that with Ling Hu Xiao's strength, if he wanted to kill the people of the Demon Sect seriously, he would definitely be able to achieve good results, but Ling Hu Xiao had already indulged in wine, and he was hurt by love, so where was there any motivation.

Yan Zhen heard the Venerable Master say with the wind again: "Ninth place, Xiong Gongzi Luo Ba." Yan Zhen's mind flashed information, it is said that Luo Ba this person fought not long ago, with one enemy, he killed the five powerhouses of the Demon Sect in the Dan Realm, and it is not bad that he can be ranked ninth, I saw Luo Ba laugh and let out an amazing laugh: "Not bad, I finally ranked in the top eleven, and my face has increased." ”

Yan Zhen heard the Venerable Master say with the wind again: "Eighth place, Yang Ye, the wild son." The young man who held the unsheathed sword in his hand, was cold and silent, walked to the stage, and received the certificate of eighth place without saying a word, Yan Zhen found that Yang Ye was looking at him, his eyes flashed with battle intent, obviously the sword fight was lost, Yang Ye was not convinced.