Nine Stars Killer Chapter 492: Sicori

Ye Feng is also a juvenile character, plus the gathering of geniuses, he also wants to go out to have a look, observe the genius disciples in the northern snowfield, and understand each other.

Getting instructions from the elder, the three of them quickly stood up and walked outside. They found that the other two tents had already been empty and went to a huge platform not far away.

Hundreds of people gathered around, and many people did not come. These people gathered the top talents of Southern China and Northern Snowfields. No one is over 25 years old. As long as they are over this age, they cannot participate. The Vientiane Grand Ceremony will be rejected by the real dragon.

The platform is very large. There are hundreds of people standing on it without feeling crowded. There is a huge space in the middle, which is supposed to be used for discussion.

"Senior Brother Ye, this time the snow in the Northern Territory turned out to be fierce, I guess it will continue to challenge our Southern China!"

Zhang Wenqiang did a lot of homework when he came. He found out the information about the Vientiane Grand Ceremony of several historical sessions and examined it carefully. Basically, there will be a pre-match battle like this every time.

Ye Feng nodded, and also saw the continuous provocations of the Northern Snow Plains, and even a few people pointed at the disciples of the Southern Divine State and made a provocative tone.

"My name is Zhou Ziqiang, I will be a guide today, but someone is willing to come up and discuss with me!"

In the central area, a thin man walked in, probably in his twenties, and threw a punch around him, hoping to learn from each other.

"Let me meet you!"

After that, a figure flew out, and it was actually the tenth-ranked song item of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Spirit Academy. It seemed that he planned to take the last chance and hone it.

"Please provide your name!"

Zhou Ziqiang clasped his fists and competed before the game. He was only allowed to learn from each other and not to hurt others. Basic etiquette must be done.

"Sacred Songs of Tianling Academy!"

The sound of the song is like Hongzhong, constantly echoing on Noda's platform.

When the words Tianling Academy appeared, outside the crowd, a young girl wore a veil with a faint smile on her face.

"Zhou Ziqiang of Xiangyun College!"

The opponent was also self-reported, and Ye Feng was taken aback. It seemed that this Xiangyun Academy had been seen somewhere, and he quickly remembered.

Speaking of Xiangyun Academy, it is a famous name in the Snowfields of the Northern Territory, ranking first among the four colleges. This time it sent fifteen disciples.

Sure enough, Ye Feng saw a few familiar shadows in the crowd. After seeing Ye Feng, he nodded to Ye Feng. It was Yan Ruolan and others who Ye Feng met in the East China.

Yan Ruolan nodded to Ye Feng, and quickly whispered something to a girl next to her.

Ye Feng's actions also caught the attention of Leng Bing and Zhang Wenqiang, and looked over there.

"Senior Brother Ye, I have some impressions of that girl. She seems to be the princess of the Royal Family of the Northern Snow Field. The younger generation in the Northern Snow Field, ranked first. Even Wei Min, who is ranked number one in Xiangyun College, is willing to go down!"

Zhang Wenqiang introduced Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked at her eyes again, and found that Princess Doro's eyes looked towards this side. With her eyes facing each other, Ye Feng nodded and said hello.

Princess Doro gestured slightly.

The battle on the field soon decided the winner, Qu Xiang lost one move, this time Zhou Ziqiang won.

"Is there anyone coming up to continue the discussion!"

Zhou Ziqiang's fighting spirit greatly increased, and he did not leave the central area, and continued to look for opponents to compete.

After Qu Xiang left, he was not decadent. Instead, he felt that he had gained a lot, and he was able to compete with the master and benefit a lot.

"I am coming!"

Another young man came out. He was also a well-known genius in Southern China. He was called Hua Zhishang. This man first practiced alone, and was later accepted as a disciple by a master, showing his genius a little bit Halo.

After a few moves, Zhou Ziqiang was defeated, and Hua Zhishang used a set of mandarin duck sword technique, which was very strange and unpredictable. Zhou Ziqiang lost because he did not understand the mandarin duck sword technique.

Hua Zhishang did not continue to choose to challenge, and returned to the original place, sat down cross-legged, digesting the experience brought by the previous battle.

Soon someone continued to play again, some from the Southern Region of China issued a challenge, and some from the Northern Territory Snowfield issued a challenge. Each had its own wins and losses. At the beginning, some ordinary talented disciples challenged, and gradually some top masters began to appear.

The challenge has lasted for most of the day, and there is not much attraction. Many people are already planning to retreat.

"Let me learn about the geniuses of Southern China!"

A burly man with a height of more than two meters appeared, took a heavy step, walked to the center of the platform, and led to Yu Shenzhou.

"Dora Royal God of War, Sicori!"

Someone exclaimed that this man was a member of the Doro Royal Family. He was known as the God of War, which implied that this man was warlike and had repeated victories, especially on the battlefield, with the title of God of War.

This time, I also represented the Royal Family of Doro, participating in the Vientiane Ceremony.

There was no sound around him, no one spoke, and seemed unwilling to fight with Sikori. In terms of body, no one in the Southern China could compare with him. On the realm, Sikori was infinite and close to the fairy martial realm.

"A group of cowards, don't anyone dare to take action!"

Sicori's voice was loud, and a shock wave was emitted, the sound was like thunder, and many people's eardrums hurt.

"Presumptuous, let me learn it!"

A man leaped out, wearing a costume from Liuligu, he was probably a disciple of Liuligu. Ye Feng glanced at it and found Diewu among the crowd. It is estimated that this year, he has also been promoted to a holy son. Point.

"Chatter..."

"Just your small body, I am not afraid of being blown out by me!"

Sicori laughed and looked at the man half shorter than himself, showing disdain.

"Enough to beat you!"

The body of this disciple Liuligu turned into a long line, and swept towards Sikori's face gate with a punch. The face gate is a human weakness, and the disciple attacked in the right way.

"I can't help myself!"

Sikri swung a huge fist, and a gust of wind blew up on the ground, blowing clouds of dust, and many people could not open their eyes and couldn't see what was inside.

"Boom!"

Only hearing a bang, a shadow flew out.

"Wow!"

It was the Liuligu disciple who was knocked into the air. There was a fist mark on his body, and he was directly shocked. He couldn't even see the others. Ye Feng's eyes suddenly shrank and he narrowed his eyes and looked at Sikori. .

"With this ability, I dare to come and participate in the Vientiane Ceremony. I think you will all go back to the Southern Divine Region. After the Vientiane Ceremony, we only need to participate in the northern snowfield!"

Sikeri was not forgiving and uttered a lot of words. He actually brought the entire Southern China in. Many people showed indignation. Since ancient times, the Vientiane Grand Ceremony has always been between Southern China and Northern Snowland. Participating together, they actually said such words.

"Why don't you accept it? You challenge me if you refuse to accept it, and give me a reason for it. I think you are all scumbags, are you scared of your courage!"

After Sicori finished speaking, there was a series of laughs from the snowfields of the Northern Territory, and began to ridicule. After dozens of matches, Shenzhou of the Southern Territory had fewer wins and losses.

"Arrogant, let me meet you!"

Zhang Wenqiang couldn't bear it, and it was very uncomfortable to be ridiculed. At this moment, there was no battle between academies and sects, only two gods.

"You are not his opponent, and you are injured in vain. If you are injured, the Vientiane Ceremony will end early for you!"

Ye Feng held down Zhang Wenqiang without letting him go up.

"What should I do, let the Snowy Northland mock us so much!"

Zhang Wenqiang was very angry. Some of the holy sons sent by second-rate forces, not to mention, all chose to be turtles at this time. The two colleges, plus Liuli Valley, and Guiyun Fort have not spoken yet.

After being repeatedly provoked by Sikori, a disciple of Guiyunbao stood up. Wearing a blood-red shirt, he was extremely powerful. At the moment he appeared, a strong blood burst out of his body.

"I want to drink your blood!"

This Gui Yunbao disciple has a cold voice, licking his lips, wanting to drink the blood of Sikori.

"Grandson of Guiyunbao, you should go back and **** the blood of your family!"

Sikeri has a thorough understanding of Southern China, and he is basically concerned about the disciples of several major forces.

Provoked by Sikori, the Guiyunpu disciple shot him and turned into a meteor. Instead of confronting Sikori head-on, he chose to fight.

Xikeli was not as fast as the disciple of Guiyunbao, and he was circled round and round, so that the Guiyunbao disciple was freed up to hit Xikori with one punch after another.

"Using a little force, are you tickling me!"

Although he was constantly bombarded by Guiyunpu's disciples, Sikori treated him as if nothing had happened. These fists attacked him without any threat.

The angry Guiyunpu disciple's complexion was pale, he increased his strength, and his fist made a bang. This time the angry Sikori screamed.

"The roar of the lion broke!"

Suddenly, Sikeri let out a roar, and a huge shock wave appeared. Some of the students closest to Sikeri were directly shaken out and flew off the platform.

The first one was the Guiyunpu disciple who fought with him. He felt his head rose and his body was out of control, and he was directly blown away.

"Sonic power. What a strong sonic power!"

More than half of the people covered their ears and barely withstood this sonic attack. As for the other half, either the eardrums had not recovered, or they had passed out in a coma.

As for the Guiyunpu disciple who fought against Sikeri, he was already unconscious.

All the disciples of the Southern Territory Shenzhou, the complexion changed drastically, this Si Keli actually practiced a very strong sonic technique.

"Is anyone continuing to challenge!"

There is no expression in Xico~IndoMTL.com~ After using Sonic Power, it is also a consumption of True Yuan.

There was silence all around, and some top talented disciples were unwilling to expose them. They kept to participate in the Vientiane Ceremony and would never hurt themselves before the game.

"You, come out, I want to challenge you!"

Looking at the noiseless surroundings, Sicori pointed his finger at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was taken aback. He just came to watch the excitement. He didn't even plan to make a move. He just watched the strength of the disciples in the Northern Snow Plains.

Countless eyes stared at Ye Feng, not understanding why Sicori challenged Ye Feng alone. This seemed unreasonable. After all, the two sides did not know each other.

"Brother Ye, you have to be careful!"

Leng Bing saw with his own eyes the Guiyunbao disciple unconscious, the Guiyunbao disciple who shot just now was even stronger than himself, and he was not Sikori’s opponent. Ye Feng would be in danger when he went up. u()