This compass was won during the system lottery, and its grade has reached the medium level. With Chen Xiaoyao's cultivation level now, he can discover demons below the Feitian Realm within a radius of five miles and evil people with heavy murder.

Now, judging from the size and color of the red dots on the compass, it definitely exceeds the existence of Piquan realm.

Such a powerful existence should not be a monster.

Could it be that he is a person from the Demon Sect!?

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Xu Junjue noticed the abnormality on Chen Xiaoyao's face.

"Oh, it's okay."

Chen Xiaoyao shook his head. Today is the courtesan competition. Chen Xiaoyao doesn’t want to destroy the atmosphere.

But his eyes were looking in the direction of the red dot, but the crowds in front of him were crowded, and trying to find the evil man found in it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Soon, the red dots on the compass disappeared.

This proves that that existence has been separated from the exploration of the compass.

Chen Xiaoyao took a deep breath and wanted to take back his thoughts. It was not uncommon for Qingzhou City to gather hundreds of thousands of warriors, and it was not uncommon for a demon sect who was infiltrated with the Piquan Realm.

Besides, he is no longer considered a Jinlin Guard, and even if he discovers it, he does not have the right to enforce the law.

Um!?

But Chen Xiaoyao was about to withdraw his gaze, but he found a strange aura in the direction of the stage of the Huanhua Pavilion.

The divine eyes opened in an instant, and the eyes were condensed.

It's that Liu Mei!

At this time, on the stage of Huanhua Pavilion, Liu Mei, the top brand, was wearing a thin dress as thin as a cicada's wing, twisting her delicate body freely, with the sensation.

Under that stage, there were also warriors.

Obviously, like the relatively elegant programs of Yifang and Huanyilou, the erotic dances in Huanhua Pavilion can also attract many people.

However, under Shen Xiaoyao's divine eyes, Liu Mei's body was filled with a scarlet aura.

This is the manifestation of the aura that can only be achieved by practicing the magic skills!

Under the divine eyes, there is nowhere to hide!

It turned out that Liu Mei from Huanhua Pavilion actually hid her cultivation, and she also practiced the magic skills. He had discovered this aura in the Black Lotus Demon Sect before.

"Haha, it's a bit interesting!"

At this time, in the VIP seat behind Liu Mei, the prince Yue Yun sat down on it.

He did not participate in Liu Mei's program, or perhaps because of his identity, after all, it was not very decent for a military governor to get involved in the Courtesan competition.

But he sat there with a huge sign. Many forces who wanted to curry favor with the prince would ask their subordinates to vote for Liu Mei.

However, Liu Mei is the identity of the Demon Sect. Does this prince Yue Yun know?

Suddenly, Chen Xiaoyao felt a chill on his back and a bone-bone chilled all over his body.

When he was in Kaiyang before, Han Yong once told him that he destroyed the stronghold of the Demon Sect in Kaiyang and provoked many people.

Including those so-called righteous sects.

But how could the sect forces collude with the Demon Sect so blatantly?

But if the Jiedu Mansion is inserted into it, everything seems to make sense.

As long as there is the power of the Jiedu Mansion, no matter how strong the Prince's Demon Hunting Mansion is, he will never find the Demon Cult hidden in Qingzhou.

For a moment, this letting method made Chen Xiaoyao feel like he could see the huge dark mountain blocking his body.

It was a kind of depression that could not breathe.

"Haha, it's getting more and more interesting!"

But soon, Chen Xiaoyao settled down.

Youdao is fishing for troubled waters. Now, he is undoubtedly the weakest person in this undercurrent. The more muddy the waters, the more beneficial it is to him.

"The smoke of beacon rises, and searching for love is like waves washing sand..."

Chen Xiaoyao was finally attracted by Qin Shuiqing's singing and returned to his eyes.

After a flute, Qin Shuiqing's unique opera sounded, which calmed the audience down.

As everyone listened to the opera carefully, the lights on the entire stage began to change, and more than a hundred musicians performed together.

Xia Hanxuan, who was at the front of the stage, also danced with his sword.

Xia Hanxuan's swordsmanship is like a gift from heaven.

Their attainments are even above the formation path.

The sword edge swung, and it seemed that every sword was extremely ordinary, and every sword contained the profound sword art.

Xia Hanxuan, with white hair in silver armor and sword dancing, was like a general fighting on the battlefield, with his magical martial arts and invincible in the world.

Suddenly, Qin Shuiqing's singing went from high to gentle, and the Shenwu General, who had fought in yellow sand, also returned triumphantly.

Xia Hanxun danced around Qin Shuiqing, and both of them seemed to be immersed in the play.

The perfect effect made Chen Xiaoyao admire him.

He never thought that the two women were so perfect after rehearsing for seven days!

Could this be emotional?

In this way, even Chen Xiaoyao was deeply moved, so let alone other people.

Su Luo and Xie Yunjin, who had a relatively shallow tear, was already crying in a bad state. Even Lin Qinxue, who was as cold as frost, had his eyes slightly red.

A large number of audiences gathered before the entire Ruyi Square.

The number of people has already formed a crushing momentum against the Huanyi Tower and Huanhua Pavilion on both sides.

When Qin Shuiqing's last voice fell, "I just want to stand by my hands on the world."

Xia Hanxuan's long sword pointed at the sky, and the endless sword intent disturbed the entire river, Zhang Chulan on the stage of Huanyi Tower could no longer hold the sword.

"What's going on? This person has such a strong sword intent!"

Zhang Chulan was shocked. He was born in the Feiyun Sword Sect, but even when facing the head of the Feiyun Sword Sect, he had never experienced such a powerful sword aura.

At this time, two figures stood with their hands behind their backs in the pavilions far away on both sides of the Xiang River.

"Hiss, Lord Han, do you know who this swordsman is?"

If Chen Xiaoyao had to be extremely surprised, because it was Li Xunhuan who spoke, and opposite him was the commander Han Yong.

"Looking at Qingzhou, I'm afraid that the only one who gave me this feeling is Zhang Daoran, the sect leader of Feiyun Sword Sect!" Han Yong frowned, then shook his head, "But it's definitely not him."

What is the identity of the leader of Feiyun Sword Sect? How could he come to such a place to dance for Qin Shui's sword?

And in terms of body shape, it's not the same.

"In this way, is there another peerless swordsman genius in Qingzhou??" Li Xunhuan raised his eyebrows.

"Haha, if this is true, then this martial arts state competition will be interesting!" Han Yong laughed.

Li Xunhuan wanted to say something else, but suddenly frowned, "Wait, it seems that it's not over yet?"

At this time, on the stage of Ruyifang, the silver-armored war god flew in the air, a hundred feet long, and two huge curtains slowly fell on both sides of his body.

The sword in his hand danced, as if it was a writing stroke by stroke.

"The yellow sand has worn golden armor for hundreds of battles, and will never return until it breaks the barbarians!"

Finally, the curtain fell completely, and two couplets of poems ended Qin Shuiqing's grand performance.

Looking at the two poems on the screen, the veterans who had already cried were all proud and blushed, as if they were teenagers younger!

Even Han Yong on the pavilion couldn't help but hang down the railings in front of him one after another.

"What a good poem! I can't wait to flatten the Oirat tribe in the north with more than 100,000 cavalry now!"

As a frontier general who has been fighting for many years, this poem undoubtedly completely shakes him.
Chapter completed!