Chapter 1915 City Lord Su Heng
The reason why I left decisively.
It is also because the demon clan has a relatively simple mind and has always believed that the strong are respected.
This Ye Yun can pierce his iron fist with just one finger. You can imagine how terrifying the opponent's body is. If Niu Huntian continues to fight the opponent without knowing it, he may be seriously injured.
——And then affect the Daozi competition.
"Good guy, isn't the physical body of this ninth-grade sword sect boy too terrifying?"
On the high tower, the old man in plain clothes and the middle-aged man looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
What kind of physique is this?
Is it so terrifying?
"Fortunately, my cultivation level is still low. If I reach around the ninth level of the Immortal Realm, my physical body will probably be invincible!"
The old man in plain clothes praised.
"yes."
The middle-aged man also nodded, and then sighed: "It's a pity that the realm is a bit low. I still can't resist those top monsters holding magic weapons and sharp blades, or using powerful magical powers..."
"Indeed, so the Ten Directions Sin Sword still has no chance with him."
The old man in plain clothes said silently.
In Shifang City, Ye Yun injured Niu Huntian with one finger, shocking countless people.
The people watching around were all dumbfounded at this moment.
However, the young man who fought against Ye Yun in Qiyouhai showed excitement on his face.
"Although I thought Ye Yun would win, I didn't expect it to be so easy. It seems that within the Seven Nether Seas, he still shows mercy to us..."
The young man thought secretly, looking at Ye Yun with gratitude.
"Haha, Junior Brother Ye's physical body is really ridiculously strong!"
Baguio looked at Ye Yun with brilliant eyes.
In her opinion, this physical strength has reached the level of an Immortal King.
"This person is so strong!"
Far away from the battle site, a burly young man in black with a cold face was sitting by the window on the third floor of a wine shop. He looked at what was happening on the street and his face became even more grim.
He drank the wine in one gulp.
"Shidongtian has also sent out successors, and the ninth-grade sword sect has also appeared such a dark horse. It seems that this time the Shifang Sin Sword will be difficult to deal with..."
The young man in black murmured.
Although there was some worry in his heart, the young man in black had extremely firm eyes. He was bound to win the Ten Directions Sin Sword.
…
call!
Niu Huntian was about to turn around and leave when suddenly a figure fell from mid-air, and Lightning took action and caught him.
"Huntian, that kid hurt you, and it will affect your next game!"
A burly old man with copper-colored skin stood on the street, his eyes were like lightning, and he said in a deep voice.
"Uncle Nine..."
As soon as he saw the burly old man, Niu Huntian's face suddenly showed a happy smile.
At this critical moment, his protector finally appeared.
His ninth uncle, Niu Changyuan, was a strong man at the third level of the Immortal King Realm.
"You don't have to say anything, I will seek justice for you!"
Niu Changyuan waved his hand sternly and walked towards Ye Yun.
Although he couldn't kill people in Shifang City, he could teach this boy from the Ninth Grade Sword Sect a lesson.
"Niu Changyuan!"
There was a low shout in the air, and then a figure fell on the street, blocking Niu Changyuan.
The person who came was none other than the middle-aged man on the tower.
This person's cultivation has reached the fifth level of the Immortal King Realm, far better than Niu Changyuan.
"Meet the City Lord!"
As soon as Niu Changyuan saw this person, his expression suddenly changed and he immediately clasped his hands into fists.
The middle-aged man in front of him is Su Heng, the city lord of Shifang City.
"Two juniors competed with each other and only suffered a minor injury. Why do you need to make a fuss about it?"
Su Heng asked calmly.
"Chang Yuan was reckless, I hope the city lord will not blame..."
Niu Changyuan sighed.
Now that the city lord has stepped in to stop him, he has no chance to take action against Ye Yun within this Shifang City.
"Go!"
Su Heng waved his hand and drove Niu Changyuan away unceremoniously.
When Niu Huntian saw this scene, he felt helpless and led his subordinates to leave in despair.
Although the hand was injured, it was not serious and was quickly cured with some good elixirs.
It will not affect his subsequent Zhongzhou Daozi Competition.
Su Heng turned around, glanced at Ye Yun quietly, and then disappeared in a flash.
Although Ye Yun is physically strong, the Ninth Grade Sword Sect is not strong, so in Su Heng's eyes, Ye Yun only has great potential and is not the favorite to win the Zhongzhou Daozi Competition.
"Everyone, stop watching the fun and disperse."
Ye Yun clapped his hands gently, smiled at everyone, then turned around and walked back.
The others dispersed.
In fact, now that Shifang City's geniuses gather together, there will inevitably be various small frictions, so various competitions and competitions can be found everywhere in Shifang City, and many people are used to it.
So after watching the excitement, everyone dispersed.
"Senior Brother Ye, you are really too strong."
Jiang Xueyi looked at Ye Yun and said with a very excited expression.
"well enough."
Ye Yun smiled softly.
If it weren't for the expansion of Taoist heart, based on his previous temper, this Niu Changyuan would have died long ago.
Ye Yun is in a good mood now and is not as bloodthirsty as before.
The four of them talked and laughed and continued walking on the street. An hour later, they came to a registration place.
"Ninth-grade Sword Sect, a total of three people participated in the Zhongzhou Daozi Competition..."
Qiao Yuanshan walked to the table and said to a staff member.
"Name, cultivation level..."
The staff member asked calmly without raising his head, holding a pen in his hand.
The Ninth Grade Sword Sect was just a middle-class sect. In his heart, it held very little weight, so he didn't take it seriously.
"Qiao Yuanshan, ninth level of the Immortal Realm."
"Baguio, eighth level of the Immortal Realm."
"Ye Yun, second level of Immortal Realm."
Qiao Yuanshan told the names and cultivation levels of the three people one by one.
"Second level of Immortal Realm?"
The staff member raised his head, looked at the three of them in shock, and frowned: "What are you doing with the Ninth Grade Sword Sect? Why do you want a guy from the second level of the Immortal Realm to participate in the Zhongzhou Daozi Competition?"
No matter how good-tempered Qiao Yuanshan was, he immediately became unhappy when he heard these words. He clasped his fists and retorted angrily: "This fellow Taoist, although Junior Brother Ye is only at the second level of the Immortal Realm, he is my ninth level." The number one Taoist disciple of Pinjian Sect, among the many Taoist disciples, naturally ranks first in strength!"
"Yeah?"
The staff grinned with a smile, still finding this matter a bit unbelievable.
On the second level of the Immortal Realm, no matter how strong he is, how strong can he be?
"You are a little staff member, do you have a pair of dog eyes on your head? You actually look down on others so much!"
A cold voice came from a distance. Before the voice disappeared, several figures had already approached.
Buzz…
Wisps of the Immortal King's icy aura rolled towards the surrounding areas, causing many people to remain silent.
"It's from the Ice and Snow Palace!"
Some people have sharp eyes and can clearly see the identity of the visitor at a glance.
Although the Ice and Snow Palace is not the top in the entire Zhongzhou, it is still at the upper level.
There were ten immortal kings in total.
Among these ten immortal kings, there is an icy-cold beauty at the first level of the Immortal Realm, standing in the center like stars holding the moon.
"Could this be the saint from the Ice and Snow Palace?"
Seeing such a posture, the staff member shuddered, and his nervous heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Under the pressure of the aura of the Immortal King Realm, Jiang Xueyi had difficulty breathing, with a look of confusion on his face.
Who is this beautiful woman with a cold temperament, whose status is so noble that she is protected by ten powerful immortal kings?
