Across the crowd, Ye Feng saw two acquaintances, the Gu sisters whom he had met at the Inscription Masters Guild.
Different from the low profile of others, the two Gu sisters were wearing long skirts and thin face scarves on their heads. However, the face scarves did not have much effect, and their appearance could still be vaguely distinguished.
As the lotus steps moved, the outline of the graceful and graceful body was clearly outlined, with a bit of hazy temptation, which attracted many meddling people around to whistle.
There were three men standing around the two women. The one in the middle looked to be in his twenties. He was wearing a master inscription robe and had a cold expression. He was thinking about something with his head slightly raised, completely ignoring the cheers of the people around him.
In eyes.
The other two were burly men, walking like a dragon or a tiger, and inadvertently unleashed powerful rays of energy, forcing away the warriors of all races who wanted to approach.
"That person... seems to be Gu Xianqing? Didn't you expect them to come too?"
Wang Yuwei's eyes first stayed on the outstanding figures of the two women for a moment, but when he glanced at the young man next to him, he couldn't help but let out a low cry.
"Gu Xuanqing? Who is he?" Ye Feng asked curiously.
Wang Yuwei had long been accustomed to Ye Feng's ignorance, and said sternly: "The inner disciple of Tianyuan Sect, the first person to write inscriptions. In the small meeting of inscription masters three years ago, this person shined and defeated all the inscription masters with absolute advantage.
He was forgotten, and according to the speculation of the sect elders, this person's inscription skills may be only slightly worse than Gongzi Yuan."
"If you want to win the first prize in this inscription master conference, he, like Gong Ziyuan, is a mountain that all inscription masters cannot avoid."
"Inscriptionist's meeting?" Ye Feng was a little confused.
"The Small Meeting of Inscription Masters is held once every three years. Only disciples from several sects in the upper city of Jinhua participated. Gongzi Yuan did not attend the meeting. The General Meeting of Inscription Masters is held only once every ten years. Inscription geniuses from some nearby big cities will attend.
Come and participate. Gongziyuan holds the title of honorary elder of our Diyuan Sect, and maybe he will participate as a member of our Diyuan Sect."
"However, Gu Xianqing is the master of Tianyuan Sect's inner sect's collection of inscriptions. This person cannot be ignored. Perhaps Gongzi Yuan can only barely outdo him."
"I see……"
Ye Feng nodded slightly, no wonder they were so arrogant in the bloody land.
Under the leadership of the black and white duo, the five people quickly found out the time when the auction would start.
Fortunately, there happened to be a show on the second day.
The competition three months later and next year's conference all gave Ye Feng the feeling that time cannot wait. For Ye Feng, time has always been the most precious thing.
Under the guidance of the black and white heroes, they quickly found a suitable inn to settle down. Later, Ye Feng was dragged out by the excited Yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei. They couldn't wait to see the bloody land.
its true appearance.
Boom!
As soon as I walked out, I heard a deafening roar coming from the sky, like lightning piercing the night sky.
The nine-headed auspicious beast pulled a huge jade chariot and galloped through the sky. The sound of dense hooves was like a hailstorm, spreading throughout the fields.
The rumbling jade chariot crushed the sky, causing the ground to tremble. Some warriors who were not strong enough hurriedly moved aside.
"I'll go...what a grand gesture."
"The auspicious beast pulling the cart is actually a top-grade monster on earth level?"
Ye Feng raised his head and took a look, and was also stimulated by the appearance of the visitor.
"Isn't that the Great Eagle King?"
"He is indeed the Great Eagle King with an eagle head. I heard that he left the Bloody Land and went to the Demon Clan's Holy Land a few years ago. Why...is he back again?"
There were also many exclamations around, and countless people craned their necks to look at the sky.
From the chaotic voices, Ye Feng heard the origin of the Great Eagle King. He was a long-famous demon warrior. When he left a few years ago, his strength was close to the holy realm, ranking fifth on the blood list.
After that, there was no trace of him for a while. Unexpectedly, after a few years, he returned to the bloody land.
Rumble...
The jade chariot descended from the sky, and the auspicious beast spewed flames several feet long, forcing the warriors to retreat.
The Great Eagle King was dressed in fantasy gold clothes, with a figure as majestic as a mountain, and the golden crown on the huge eagle head was shining. He stepped off the jade chariot and walked into a dark-style castle.
Ye Feng noticed that there were many hidden auras of strong men in the crowd. After seeing the Great Eagle King, they all showed a trace of doubt.
Click...
The noise caused by the Great Eagle King had not subsided. Less than half an hour later, another loud noise broke the silence of the bloody land.
To the southwest, clouds and mist surged, and the sky surged. As the sky fluctuated, blue lightning tore open the void, and a crimson chariot rushed out of it.
Terrifying waves like a tsunami surged from the sky and the earth.
Ouch...
The wild roar shook the heaven and the earth, and the three-headed monsters pulled the chariot and rushed towards them quickly, surrounded by bright thunder.
"Barbarian strongman?!"
A hint of horror arose in Ye Feng's heart. The momentum of the newcomer was much stronger than that of the Great Eagle King just now. He stood on the chariot like an iron tower, and his whole body was bathed in heavy thunder and lightning.
The pressure emanating from those three demonic beasts exuding fierce power also made people feel a little suffocated.
"What kind of person is he? He is so unscrupulous and looks upon the bloody land as if it were nothing..."
There was a trace of disdain on Yuan Ning's face, and she muttered in a low voice: "These foreigners are good at pretending. Even my uncle Wang doesn't usually act so exaggerated."
"Hahaha, I'm back again!"
There were still hundreds of feet away, when the barbarian warrior roared, and the ferocious sound spread throughout most of the Blood Slaughter City.
Following this shout, he jumped down from the chariot. The moment he landed, it was like an earthquake, knocking dozens of warriors away.
Without any further pause, the powerful barbarian also strode into the castle where the Great Eagle King entered, leaving everyone with a large ring sword on his back.
"The Que Ling Crazy Sword, he is... the Thunder Slash? The Que Ling Crazy Sword is the iconic weapon of the Thunder Slash!"
After Wang Yuwei exclaimed, he couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hands.
"Who is it again?" Ye Feng turned around and asked.
"I have heard of the great master of the Blood List. His experience is similar to that of the Great Eagle King. He also left the Bloody Land many years ago, and his ranking is higher. At the beginning, he seemed to be ranked fourth.
"
Wang Yuwei explained in a flurry, and then said a little strangely: "It's strange. Logically speaking, the return of a big Eagle King may be understood as a coincidence, but the top five masters on the blood list appear one after another, which is a bit strange.