When Fengyun's friends heard this, they all smiled without knowing what they meant.
The next games are one after another.
Yunzheng and others also saw a lot of the prodigies of the lower three regions from these group battles.
Not weak indeed.
If the geniuses of the three domains are compared, Nanyang Air Domain is definitely at a disadvantage.
Cangzhou has the most powerful geniuses, especially the five geniuses from the Qiuhu Sect, Yan Zixu from the Tianchen Sect, Bai Yuning and Yuchi Yusheng from the Huan Sect, and some geniuses from other sects. They are all very eye-catching.
The disciples of Moriyu Land are famous for their physical training. After these games, dozens of strong men in Zhongtian Territory have become interested in them.
And Nanyang airspace...
Only Xiao Yilang, Nalan Peiran, Ling Moran, Long Tianyu from the Qi Sect, Meng Chengxun and Song Yiyao from the Formation Sect performed better.
As for Feng Xinglan, who wielded a sword at the beginning, although everyone had an impression of him, he was just an inconspicuous disciple of the 18th-rate sect, so everyone didn't take Feng Xinglan too seriously.
At this time——
On the seventh stage, someone let out a shrill scream.
Everyone looked for a voice and saw a young disciple of Ling Tuo Sect from Nanyang Kongyu vomiting blood on the stage, and was knocked to the ground by the force.
At this moment, a tall but handsome man held a cold ice spear in his right hand. His face was arrogant, and he stared down at the embarrassed disciple with undisguised contempt and sarcasm in his eyes.
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Yunzheng was surprised when she saw this scene.
The disciple who was knocked to the ground, embarrassed and seriously injured, turned out to be Ouyang Yuan of the Eighteen-Level Spiritual Distant Sect.
Yunzheng's eyes narrowed slightly, Ling Tuo Sect was facing off against the tenth-rate Huyang Sect from Senyu Land.
There is simply a huge gap between the eighteenth-rate and the tenth-rate.
Some people were surprised at first, and then laughed: "I didn't expect that the strongest sect in the land of Senyu, the Huyang Sect, would be so lucky to be selected as the 18th-rate sect in the Nanyang airspace!"
"Is that person Fu Qianhan, the chief disciple of Huyang Sect?!"
Someone explained excitedly, "That's him. I heard that he completed the 'Enter the Mortal' stage when he was fifteen and entered the Po Qi Realm. He broke through to the Po Yuan Realm at the age of seventeen and broke through to the Po Xuan Realm at the age of twenty.
, now he has reached the Great Perfection of Breaking the Mysterious Realm at the age of twenty-three!"
Everyone was in an uproar immediately.
"The master of the tenth-rate sect only has this level of cultivation, right?!"
"Too strong!"
"Do you think Fu Qianhan is the number one person in the Lower Three Realms?"
"Perhaps Zhan Wuxiu and Yan Zixu can compete with them."
While everyone was talking about it, almost all the dozens of strong men in the Zhongtian Domain were satisfied with Fu Qianhan, except for a few strong men who suspected that Fu Qianhan's character was not very good.
At this moment, when Nanyang Kongyu and others in the audience saw this scene, most of them looked unnatural.
After all, Lingyou Sect belongs to their Nanyang airspace, and the comparison is too harsh.
On the ring, Ouyang Yuan, who was beaten half alive, took a deep breath and shouted with a pale face and a trembling voice: "I... we admit defeat!"
"Oh?" The corners of Fu Qianhan's mouth curved in a scornful manner, and those black eyes seemed to be staring at him with countless deep chills.
Ouyang Yuan was so frightened that he peed.
Semi-yellow liquid spread from his crotch.
Most of the cultivators had strong senses, and they immediately smelled the filthy smell, and everyone immediately showed ridicule and disgust on their faces.
The leader and elders of Lingyou Sect were so embarrassed that they wanted to hide in a corner, not wanting their old face to be exposed.
Fu Qianhan smiled evilly.
Many of the female disciples present were fascinated by his smile, and their hearts beat faster. Fu Qianhan was so handsome and powerful, he was the lover of his dreams!
At this moment, the Fengyun Team is sitting in the audience.
Yan Chen glanced at the snow-white spear in Fu Qianhan's hand, then turned his head and said to Yunzheng, "This Fu Qianhan's weapon is the same as yours."
"It's different. He has an ice spear, and I have a flame spear." Yunzheng glanced lightly, and then continued: "In the next two rounds, if you encounter this person alone, be careful."
"Understood." Fengyun friends nodded.
Soon, the disciples of Hu Yang Sect and Ling Tuo Sect were all gone.
The unknown liquid on the No. 7 arena was cleaned up by the person in charge of Su Yunjie using cleaning techniques.
Not only the Nanyang Airspace people in Suyun Realm feel ashamed, but even the practitioners standing in various places in Nanyang Airspace are extremely disappointed and ashamed!
In this year's competition among the sects of the Lower Three Regions, Nanyang Air Region must be at the bottom again.
The cultivators in Nanyang Airspace were disappointed and at the same time hated iron for not being able to become steel.
Time flies by, as if four or five hours have passed in the blink of an eye.
Finally, it's the last turn.
In the last team battle, there were only eight teams left.
On the stage of Nos. 1, 2, 3 and 4 respectively.
Because the Five Elements Spirit Sect's team drew 504, they had to fight on the fourth stage.
The last eight teams, the highest level sect is the 13th sect, which happens to be the Buddhist sect in Cangzhou.
Everyone here was a little tired physically and mentally after watching for so long. Especially when they saw the teams corresponding to each other in the last game, they already had the answer to the victory or defeat in their hearts.
Therefore, they hope to end it quickly and enter the next round of competition quickly.
When Yunzheng left the auditorium, she bumped fists with her friends, a sense of ritual before the battle.
Feng Xinglan nodded, "I'll wait until you return victorious!"
At this moment, all the young disciples of the Five Elements Spirit Sect were very uneasy.
They were fighting against the thirteenth-level Buddhist sect in Cangzhou!
Xie Mingchen and others looked at their young ancestor and two uncles, and saw that their expressions were full of excitement...
They are not so scared anymore.
When Yunzheng appeared on the fourth stage, many people in the Nanyang Airspace audience immediately exclaimed.
"She, she, she..."
"It's the woman in red in Nanyan Forest!"
"It's actually her! How can she be a disciple of the Five Elements Spirit Sect?!"
Xiao Yilang was also shocked. When he was in Nanyan Forest, he didn't recognize her as the little ancestor of the Five Elements Spirit Sect.
Ling Moran and others were also surprised.
Many disciples in Nanyang Airspace have seen Yunzheng, and they all know that Yunzheng... contracted with the ancient ferocious beast Qiongqi!
The leader of the Seven Kills Sect, Lai Xun, was filled with hatred when he saw this. His left arm was destroyed by this bitch!
Originally, people from Cangzhou and Senyu Land were not very interested, but when they saw many people in Nanyang Airspace showing surprised expressions, they also became a little curious.
He raised his eyes and looked at Arena No. 4.
The two teams stood facing each other. The disciples of the Thirteenth-level Buddhist Sect were all dressed in red and white sect costumes. They did not look like real mortal Buddhists, but they still had some shadows.
