"It's about the big things in Baifu City?"

Ye Feng became interested, "What's the specific matter?"

The deputy city owner spread out a map, pointed to an area surrounded by Baifu City, the northeastern area of the Taiyue Mountains, and the southwestern area of the Yunxiao Forest, and said:

"This plain is 30 li in radius and rich in hardwood. It is an area where there is a conflict between our Baifu City and Nanwu City, which is three hundred li away."

Ye Feng blinked, a little dazed, and said, "I didn't understand, can you make it clear?"

The deputy city owner covered the plain on the map with his palm, and said: "Let's put it this way, the ownership of this plain is different. Some people say it belongs to Baifu City, and some say it belongs to Nanwu City. A few days ago, I and The city lord of Nanwu City discussed and prepared to use force to solve the problem."

Ye Feng understood in a second: "It means, ask me for help, call it?"

The deputy city owner hurriedly waved his hand and said, "That's not what I meant. To be precise, there are nine young cultivators from each of the two cities. One-to-one contests. Which city wins more games can win this plain."

The palace lord of the Nishang Palace added: The City Lord's Mansion and the three high-level schools have produced five young talents. I would like to ask your school to send out four more disciples with strong enough strength. It is best to have a cultivation base of Qi refining 7th and above. Rich experience in actual combat."

"Oh, it's easy." Ye Feng didn't care.

At the current stage, most of the disciples of the Misty Sect are Qi refining seven or more, and Mo Ying has broken through the Ju Yuan realm and produced four disciples without any problems.

"When will you compete?" Ye Feng asked.

"Tomorrow." Deputy City Lord said.

After sending away the deputy city lord, Ye Feng briefly explained the matter to his disciples.

Hearing this, the flat head brother is eager to try.

Ye Feng squinted at the flat-headed brother: "You are not a disciple, and you are not too young to play."

Hearing this, the flat-headed brother shrugged his face.

Then, Ye Feng said to the disciples: "Tomorrow and discuss with the disciples of Nanwu City, Shi Lei, Yunjie, Mo Ying, and Yu Lan, you four will appear on the stage. However, Mo Ying should not expose the Juyuan realm cultivation base for the time being."

"Yes." The disciples nodded one after another.

"Head, I think the people in Nanwu City are not simple. Sister Mo Ying and the others should be able to win, but the chances of winning the remaining five games are not great." Ji Ziling expressed his opinion.

"Why?"

Everyone was very puzzled.

Ji Ziling put an ancient book on the table, turned to page ten, and read:

"Nanwu City, the one-star city that was once a city, has now fallen and has been disqualified from its star power certification. There is one city lord of the Juyuan Realm dual-tier, and two deputy city lords of the Juyuan Realm first-tier. What is worth mentioning is that The city lord of Nanwu City is the distant cousin of Zhenren Qingyun."

"what!"

Ye Feng found a blind spot.

The City Lord of Nanwu City is actually related to Real Qingyun?

In this way, the backing behind Nanwu City is likely to be Qingyunmen. This time the two cities are in a battle, if Qingyunmen mixes his disciples into the team of Nanwu City, this matter will not be so simple.

If you really want to fight, the disciples of the Baifu City, the Nishang Palace, the Domineering Sect, and the Feiyumen may not be able to win the Qingyunmen disciples.

"Well, other disciples also go. If the disciples sent by forces such as Nishang Palace and City Lord's Mansion are defeated, or if they find that the other party is a disciple of Qingyunmen, then quickly replace you." Ye Feng revised the plan.

"Yes." The disciples nodded.

Three hundred miles away, Nanwu City.

This is a large city twenty miles long and wide.

City Lord's Mansion Compound.

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Nine young people stand in a row, with a cultivation base of at least eight levels of Qi refining, with solid foundations, and they are all good hands among practitioners of the same level.

One of them was Bai Minglu, a disciple of the Qingyunmen inner sect.

In front of them, stood an old man in a gray robe.

This person carried his hands and said to the Nanwu City City Lord:

"This time, our Qingyunmen is led by the elder. The master ordered these nine inner disciples to take action, which can ensure that nine battles and five victories and successfully win the plain. After the event is completed, the things on the ground belong to you, and the things on the ground belong to you. US."

The city lord of Nanwu City smiled and said: "Naturally there is no problem, this time there will be Elder Lao Sixth. Let's cooperate happily!"

"Happy cooperation!" Qingyunmen Sixth Elder nodded gently.

Elder Bluebird flies at full speed.

Several hours later.

He finally reached the main island of the Ten Thousand Island Alliance, his knees softened, and he knelt in front of the leader Mo Tianlong, and said in shock: "Great event! The misty faction Ye Zhenshi can easily kill the peak demon commander, suspected of possessing the spirit sea realm. strength!"

The hall was suddenly silent.

Mo Tianlong's face did not change much.

The remaining Mo Mianxi, the Blue Dragon King, the four Supreme Elders, and many Inner Sect elders above the seventh level of the Juyuan Realm all opened their eyes wide and felt incredible.

"Ye Feng, Linghai Realm strength?"

"Nothing!"

Almost everyone did not believe it.

Only Mo Tianlong looked at the direction of Miao Mifeng with a calm gaze, Ye Feng's upright figure was reflected in his sight, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Master Ye Zhen really deserves to be the chosen son of heaven, and his growth rate is really fast."

As soon as his voice came out, there was dead silence in the hall.

Everyone looked at Mo Tianlong in shock, and opened their mouths in astonishment.

"I heard the elder right, the leader seems to think that Ye Feng has Linghai combat power?"

"Does this kind of thing really exist?"

Everyone is unbelievable.

Ye Feng didn't know that Mo Tianlong was very optimistic about him.

At this time, it was late at night.

He sat on the top of the peak, and in front of him were the huge corpses of the fangs mad pig and the two-winged dragon, even though they had fallen, they still exuded invisible pressure.

"Use'Spirit Blood Transfer'!"

Ye Feng stretched out his hands and pressed them respectively on the surface of the two peak demon generals. The palms of the palms flowed out from their bodies, and finally turned into two head-sized pure spirit blood.

"What a huge power!"

Ye Feng could feel the mountain-like aura contained in the spiritual blood, and it felt like he was holding up two mountain peaks, even his arm movements were slightly stiff.

"Wow!"

Brother Flathead stood beside Ye Feng, poked Ye Feng's waist with a paw, and then pointed at the spirit blood belonging to the fangs mad pig.

Ye Feng showed a weird smile: "It looks like you are really suitable for absorbing the spirit blood of the pig demon. After success, it should increase your defensive ability."

As this group of spirit blood was blown into Brother Flathead's body, it began to growl low, and it was hot all over, hurriedly ran around the top of the peak, using the wind to dissipate heat.

The remaining group of spirit blood from the two-winged dragon was distributed by Ye Feng to the remaining guardian spirit beasts.

Iron-clawed dragon eagle, thousand-year-old pine, golden squirrel, white floating five immortals, little white fox, etc., have all improved their blood quality.

Then, Ye Feng looked at the remaining two huge corpses, the flesh was kept, and later used to refine the spirit beast feed.

The bones were chopped off by Ye Feng and thrown into the refining furnace ~www.mtlnovel.com~ to form white square bricks. The texture was hard and it was the best material for refining.

Next, Ye Feng enlarged the high-grade forging furnace to a height of five meters, threw one-third of the bone bricks into it, and put in 136 middle-grade spirit stones to start the refining for half a day.

Early the next morning.

The sun is shining and Vientiane is renewed.

"Ye Sect, it's time to set off." The deputy city lord came to the top of the peak, found Ye Feng, and said respectfully.

"The team led by Shi Lei this time, he has the right to make the decision of substitution. The head has something to deal with, so he won't go." Ye Feng ordered.

Shi Lei walked out, with more than a dozen disciples including Huo Yunjie and Mo Ying standing behind him.

"Uh... okay!"

The deputy city lord glanced at the five-meter-high forging furnace, arched his hand towards Ye Feng, brought Shi Lei and other disciples to join the others, and then headed to the plain full of hardwoods more than a hundred miles away.