In the eyes of everyone, the day for the Zixuan Galaxy genius gathering has finally arrived.

The entire Xingluo Ancient Realm is crowded with people, and most of them come to watch. The limitation of the gathering of geniuses is that their bone age is within a thousand years, and most people do not meet this condition.

Within a hundred miles of ten arenas, there is a penalty area. Only monks who meet the conditions can enter. Those who are older than they can only watch from a distance.

The most lively place is naturally near the ten arenas, with many figures standing proudly, each of which is extraordinary and has a strong reputation.

When people's eyes swept over there, there was an unconcealed awe and envy in their eyes.

The figures near the arena were all famous and powerful people, as well as some geniuses with great origins, who were children from the Leiyin Mountain, Qianshu Sect and other major sects, and everyone had high hopes for them.

As for the others, they were standing relatively far away and they didn't dare to compete for territory with these guys.

Looking at these people around the ring, Fang Ye's eyes burned with a burning fighting spirit. From these people, he could clearly sense a stream of unspeakable pressure, confronting the genius of his generation, making his blood boil in his body.

According to Fang Ye's observation, the younger generation of strong men, cultivators from Zixuan Continent occupy about half of them. After all, the power of luck in Zixuan Continent is far more powerful than other forces in Zixuan Galaxy.

"Fang Ye, I'm very happy to see you here. With your strength, you will definitely be able to perform well at this genius gathering." A crisp voice attracted Fang Ye's gaze.

From afar, Fang Ye saw a beautiful girl wearing a white dress walking towards him. The girl's eyes seemed to have two bottomless pools, which seemed to be able to attract people's souls. It was the rain of Qianshu Sect.

Fang Ye showed a smile on his face and said hello: "Miss Rain. We're meeting again."

Fang Ye still has a good impression of this girl who is cold on the surface but kind on the inside. Since she met her here, Fang Ye will naturally not turn a blind eye. Yu Luoqing's cultivation is still at the late stage of the God King, and it seems to be a little diligent, but compared with Fang Ye's cultivation speed, it's a small witch.

When Fang Ye spoke, he clearly noticed that spiritual consciousnesses swept through him.

Fang Ye understood that these guys were testing their own strength.

If you can stand in front of the arena, Yu Luoqing's strength is naturally not bad. When someone sees Yu Luoqing talking to Fang Ye, he will naturally notice Fang Ye.

"Sister Yu, is this the fellow Taoist you are talking about who showed his power in the Dead Sea of ​​Despair?" A young man in white robe walked over from the side, with cloud patterns on the white robe flashing, revealing a sense of pride.

From this person's flashing eyes, Fang Ye vaguely sensed a hint of hostility.

Fang Ye's mouth raised slightly, and he could easily infer that this young man should like Yu Luoqing and regard himself as his rival in love.

Fang Ye didn't take this young man's hostility to heart.

When Yu Luoqing saw the boy coming, she smiled and introduced: "Yes, this is what I call Wandaomen Fang Ye. He was fighting against the power of the source of despair in the Dead Sea. He was extremely powerful."

Speaking of this, Yu Luoqing's eyes turned to the face of the young man in white robe. He smiled and said, "This is Feng Tiankui, and also a disciple of my Qianshu Sect. He is one of the top ten disciples of my Qianshu Sect, and he is famous."

Fang Ye bowed to Feng Tiankui and smiled lightly, "I have long been admired for a long time."

Feng Tiankui didn't look like hello, looked at Fang Ye with his eyes slanted and said condescendingly: "You naturally admire my name for a long time, but I have never heard of your name before. A mere guy from the early stage of the God King can fight against the power of the source of despair? What a big joke!"

Fang Ye was slightly stunned and frowned unconsciously.

He greeted Feng Tiankui for Yu Luoqing's sake, but he didn't expect that Feng Tiankui would give him any face. He looked like he was looking for trouble, which aroused Fang Ye's disgust.

Before Fang Ye could speak, Yu Luoqing stood in front of Fang Ye, a hint of unhappiness flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "Is it funny? I saw it with my own eyes, why? Do you suspect I was lying?"

"Sister Yu misunderstood. I naturally believe what you said." Feng Tiankui quickly explained, and then his eyes turned to Fang Ye, and two rays of light burst out from his eyes, and he said aggressively: "However, I am very interested in this fellow Taoist Fang and want to try it out with fellow Taoist Fang. I wonder if he dares to answer?"

Fang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dangerous luster flashed in his eyes.

Feng Tiankui had provoked one after another, and Fang Ye didn't mind teaching him a lesson. Even if Feng Tiankui's cultivation level was in the late stage of the God King, Fang Ye could easily crush him.

Just as Fang Ye was about to respond to this matter, he suddenly felt a dangerous aura shrouded on him, as if he was about to trap him in some kind of illusion.

Fang Ye used the Nine-Turn Chaos Art silently, and his soul instantly stabilized. His eyes swept like lightning toward the direction of the dangerous aura. From a distance, he saw a girl in purple dress as hazy as smoke looking at this side. There were two vortexes in the girl's eyes, which instantly disappeared.

The girl in purple didn't seem to have expected Fang Ye to recover so soon, and her face was a little surprised.

"Tiankui, the Tianjiao party is about to begin, don't make any troubles." The girl in purple opened her red lips and turned her eyes to Feng Tiankui, ignoring Fang Ye.

Feng Tiankui snorted in disappointment, but did not continue to invite Fang Ye. Obviously, he was somewhat afraid of the girl in purple.

Fang Ye looked at the purple-clothed girl deeply. The purple-clothed girl's cultivation level was at the perfect realm of the God King, which made Fang Ye feel a lot of pressure. It seemed that her strength was not simple either.

Yu Luoqing sent a message to Fang Ye: "That is Feng Chuchufeng, our Qianshu Sect's senior sister, who is the leader among our Qianshu Sect. Her spiritual attainments are comparable to those of the Divine Emperor Realm. Generally, she can defeat her opponent without taking action. By the way, Feng Tiankui is her younger brother. You'd better not be as knowledgeable as Feng Tiankui."

Fang Ye nodded with a smile, and didn't say much.

If Feng Tiankui stopped provoking him, he would not be too lazy to see Feng Tiankui. However, if Feng Tiankui dared to provoke him again, no matter what background he had, he would do whatever he should do.

Fang Ye’s principle is to not cause trouble if there is nothing to do, and not be afraid of trouble if there is something to do.
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