Yang Feng blinked his innocent big eyes and grinned, but Lin Fei was already sweating profusely and said hurriedly: "Master Yang, you are really in trouble, you are causing trouble."

"Hey, I am no longer the lord of the palace, but the lord of the state. I have also taken down Yunzhou by me. I will call me Yangzhou master in the future. Didn't I just say that I will make the kid openly tried in the whole province, ha

Ha ha!"

Yang Feng laughed heartlessly again, but Lin Fei was so angry that he stamped his feet: "No matter whether you are the lord of the palace or the lord of the state, you can't humiliate a young man from a top-notch family like this!"

"How did I humiliate him?"

"Isn't it a shame to actually judge him publicly?"

"So what? He has violated the law in our place and will naturally have to be tried publicly. You should know that we are in charge of the rules."

Yang Feng shrugged indifferently, but Lin Fei smiled bitterly and sighed: "Oh, Master Yang, you are just abiding by the rules and don't talk about human feelings at all."

"Rules are rules, and favors are human feelings. Human feelings are told to individuals, and rules are told to all people. If human feelings are above the rules, it is ruthless to everyone."

Sneeringly, Yang Feng murmured: "I, Yang Feng, have always had feelings and righteousness, but also laws and regulations. It is precisely because of this that people are willing to follow me, and many are willing to travel thousands of miles to join me.

People will vote with their feet. If my rule is no different from other places, who would like to come to me?"

After slapping his lips twice, Lin Fei nodded deeply: "Master Yang, you are a unique person. You are very dangerous to be different, but I admire you. Alas, from now on, when we have never known each other

Well, I don’t know you, and you don’t know me either.”

"Thank you!"

With a grin on the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng smiled and waved to him.

Lin Fei's meaning is already very clear, he promised to hide it for him.

But soon, Yang Feng asked again: "By the way, how is Miss Yan now?"

"You will see it soon, and I hope you will help you."

Lin Fei spoke indifferently, Yang Feng was stunned, turned to look at the vast square, and understood. It seemed that Yan Yurou was also in the second selection.

With a slight smile, Yang Feng nodded firmly: "Don't worry, I can!"

As he said that, Yang Feng had already stepped forward to chase the team of the second-rate family's young masters.

Although Yan Yurou is not his wife Yang Yuchan, she looks exactly the same as Yang Yuchan, making him very close. In addition, her past friendships are naturally necessary to help her when she meets them on the battlefield.

Soon, Yang Feng and the others walked into the venue. Because the area was too large, Yang Feng and the others could not see at all, as if Sun Wukong had entered the palm of the Tathagata Buddha.

At this time, the old man in black robe who was leading the team in front flashed and disappeared.

Above the Nine Heavens, a majestic voice sounded: "The second round of competition and selection of the Hundred Martial Arts Conference is a life-and-death battle. In this battle, no longer distinguish between first-class, second-class or third-class families. All players fight until a hundred people are left on the field.

”

What? It’s not selected according to the scope of families in various fields?

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were sunk. If there was a melee, it means that more powerful people would appear by their side, and even the entire second-rate or third-rate players would be wiped out.

This makes everyone's survival rate even more slim.

Nangong Yueyi also felt nervous and grabbed Yang Feng's sleeve. Yang Feng grinned and gave him a reassuring look.

He knew in his heart that the first round of selection of the super-class families was just to eliminate those speculators who were purely trying their luck.

Nowadays, anyone who has passed the first level is someone with certain abilities.

Now we have to compete for real strength. With the help of the gods, we will naturally be like a tiger, which can reduce the scope of the demon god and spirit child in a large range.

In other words, just like the civil service exam, we will first eliminate a group of poor families who are purely without strength or background, who just take the exam and get lucky.

The next interview will depend on who has a relationship, who has a background, who has a stronger relationship, and who has a deeper background.

In short, after layer by layer, the strongest one must be the demon god and the main god's spirit child, and there will be no one else.

Of course, it may not be necessary for him, Yang Feng, to join him.

Even if those spirit children get help, they will be indirect help from the gods behind them. How can they be as good as Yang Feng already possesses the power of the gods?

Thinking of this, Yang Feng showed a wicked smile and said to Nangong Yueyi: "Don't be afraid, I'm in everything."

Um!

Nangong Yueyi nodded with confidence, looking at Yang Feng as if looking at a thick and strong thigh.

Yue Qing, not far away, glared at him fiercely, began to inject chicken blood on the people around him and sat up and said, "Brothers, the next battle will no longer be carried out according to the level of their respective family, which means,

Next is the group battle between first-class, second-class and third-class families. Only when we unite can we pass the selection more."

"Mr. Le is right, what should we do? Listen to Miscellaneously."

When he heard his words, someone immediately echoed.

Yue Qing grinned and took out a mini figure version of the statue of Jue Tian God King and said, "This is Jue Tian God King of Jue Tian God Cult. He can satisfy any wish of anyone, provided that he follows him. As long as everyone follows me

If you believe in him together, you will definitely be able to pass the selection smoothly and become a member of the top family and stand at the peak of this world."

"Ah? Really fake?"

"Of course, really, otherwise you think that I, a second-rate family, will have the strength of the second-level Martial King? How could I pass the first round of selection so easily? It depends on the blessing of Lord God! Believe in the God King and be eternal.

!”

"Believe in the King of God and gain eternal life!"

...

As soon as he finished speaking, the younger brothers around Yueqing immediately began to clamor.

The rest of the people next to him were a little suspicious, and then pointed at Yang Feng and the other two and said, "Their strength is stronger. Could it be that they believe this God King?"

Well!

With a thrust of his face, Yueqing suddenly became silent.

Yang Feng's ears moved, and he looked at them with a wicked laughter: "King of Faith God, go to hell. Brother Xinfeng can only gain eternal life. Don't listen to that charlatan, he is just a pyramid scheme, around him

All are entrusting. If you want to pass this second round of selection, come with me and I will protect you, hahaha!"

As he said that, Yang Feng was already swaying towards the square where there was no end.

Those second-rate young men, look at me, look at you, and finally some people immediately followed Yang Feng's pace and shouted: "I would rather believe in him, a living person, than this mud-womb. Brother Feng, wait for me

!”

"Hey, come back and believe in the God King Jue Tian, ​​you really have eternal life. You believe in me!"

When Yueqing saw this, he hurriedly shouted, but he couldn't get it back.

Some people joined Yang Feng's team and disappeared into the vast square.

Looking at their backs away, Yue Qing was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "This bastard will ruin my good deeds. I wish you all the troops were wiped out and your corpse will remain."

"Yeah, it's so vicious, then you'll have no bones left, hehehehe!"
Chapter completed!