Tian Yuan

The ancient sect forces from Xijiang, Nanyu, and Beihuang have all come, and only Dongtu is left.

According to the past, Dongtu did not intervene in the affairs of the Outer Domain, so no one cared.

The Hundred Meridians Feast will be opened for about seven years. During this time, some people can retreat and meditate, but some people can't sit still.

"My fellow Taoists have come from afar, why don't you gather together to taste wine and discuss the Tao?"

The ancestor of a certain faction in Dizhou showed his face, and the sound transmission was from all walks of life.

"How can you refuse an invitation from a fellow Taoist?"

The powerful Dao protectors of the eighteen veins in Xijiang showed the body of the deity, and went to an elegant building in the fairy mansion on the west side of Baichenxing.

"Go and see!"

The powerhouses of the Ewha Palace in the Southern Region and its surrounding forces also set off one after another.

"Walk."

It was difficult for everyone in the Northern Wilderness to refuse the invitation of the heroes of the Imperial State, leaving behind the elders who were sitting in charge, and the rest of the great powers went forward side by side.

This feast is a competition among young people, and it also gives the older generation a chance to test each other.

A series of terrifying coercion streaked across the starry sky, causing the young people who came here to participate in the feast to tremble in their hearts. Looking up into the distance, they believed that one day they would also be able to reach this step.

In the elegant building of Immortal Mansion, all the people sitting and tasting wine are Mahayana monks.

Even the existence of the Nine Realms of Transcending Tribulation Period is not eligible to sit down.

People from all states sit together and help each other.There were bursts of compliments in the elegant building, which was very hypocritical.

A group of old foxes are drinking and chatting. On the surface, they are very polite and get along well, but in fact there is an undercurrent.One wrong word could trigger a war.

Some young and vigorous Tianjiao in Dizhou couldn't hold back, and wanted to compete with their peers in other states.

"Tianfu Villa, Zhao Qingping, I have met fellow Taoists."

A young man in a blue robe stepped out of a resplendent warship, eight feet tall and imposing.He took a step forward, spanned tens of thousands of miles in the void, glanced at the surrounding starry sky, and bowed his hands in salute.

Despite Zhao Qingping's polite attitude, the arrogance in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

Obviously, he has a bit of disdain for practitioners outside the Imperial State.

In short, it is disrespectful.

"The Feast of Hundred Meridians has not yet started. In order to pass the time, I want to experience the abilities of fellow Taoists of the same generation. I wonder who will dare to fight?"

There are 36 cases in the Nine Regions of the Imperial State, ranking first-class.

Tianfu Villa is one of the 36 cases.

Zhao Qingping's talent is extremely high, even in Tianfu Villa.

This move may have been instigated by others, or it may have been Zhao Qingping's original intention.However, Zhao Qingping would not have dared to do this without the permission of his elders.

The monks in various states were silent, and did not want to be this early bird.

"Aren't you all so timid?"

After a long time, without getting a response, Zhao Qingping cast a mysterious technique, and the sound spread for countless miles, reaching everyone's ears.

Still no one spoke, let Zhao Qingping do it.

Zhao Qingping thought for a while and decided to aim at the target.

So, Zhao Qingping looked in the direction of the forces of the Northern Wilderness, took a few steps forward, and said loudly: "I have heard that the Northern Wilderness has outstanding people, who dares to compete with me?"

The forces of the Eighteen Meridians in Xijiang are very united, offending one person is offending the whole of Xijiang.

This move is wrong.

The South Region has the seat of the Ewha Palace, which is more rigorous and difficult to deal with.

After much deliberation, Zhao Qingping naturally set his sights on Beihuang.

In the eyes of the world, the interior of the Northern Wilderness is very chaotic. There is no one who can lead the overall situation, and it is easy to break down one by one.

"There is no one in the Northern Wilderness who dares to fight." Zhao Qingping sighed, pretending to be regretful, with a bit of sarcasm in his words: "Since ancient times, there have been many outstanding people in the Northern Wilderness. I don't know where this sentence came from. You heard me wrong!"

With that said, Zhao Qingping made an appearance of leaving.

Since no one in the Northern Wilderness came forward, Zhao Qingping couldn't just call the door!In that case, the situation will change, not to learn from each other, but to form an enemy.

Although Zhao Qingping, as a member of the Imperial State, is not afraid of these things, but the issue of face still has to be considered, and he must not be ignored in front of the heroes of the world.

The battleship of Misty Palace.

"Brother Chen, are you not going to make a move?"

Changsun Fengye looked at Zhao Qingping standing in the starry sky, with a calm expression, he turned his head and whispered.

"Tch, it's just a clown, if you are serious, you will lose."

Chen Qingyuan didn't care about this.

"Dizhou's move is to test the depth of our younger generation in the Northern Wilderness. After the opening of the Hundred Meridians Feast, we can also make corresponding precautions."

Wu Junyan explained the reason for Zhao Qingping's actions.

"Many people understand this truth, but we are now pointing the finger at Beihuang. If we don't fight, we will lose face."

Changsun Qian snorted coldly, wanting to pick up her long axe and directly chop Zhao Qingping who was shouting in the distance.However, Changsun Fengye stopped her, so she had no choice but to give up.

As Chen Qingyuan said, facing the provocations of clowns, don't take it seriously.

"Face?" Chen Qingyuan smiled disapprovingly: "Can it be eaten?"

Hearing this, Changsun Qian froze in place, not knowing how to reply.

Changsun Fengye and Wu Junyan looked at each other in unison, and they both showed a smile, their expressions indifferent.

Since the two of them met Chen Qingyuan, they understood many things in the mundane world.In the past, even if they could withstand such a provocation, they would still be very upset, not as calm as they are now.

"and many more!"

Suddenly, an unkind voice sounded.

Zhao Qingping, who was about to turn around and leave, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and followed the voice.

A young man dressed in plain clothes held a five-foot-long black mo knife in his left hand.

"Who is this person?"

Chen Qingyuan stared at it, very strange.

"Chang Ziqiu, a very terrifying newcomer." Chang Sunqian knew this person, with solemn brows, and said in a deep voice: "Back then, the Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness challenged their peers, and he defeated a certain Ten Heroes within a hundred moves. , making a name for it.”

"It's really not easy to defeat the enemy with a hundred tricks!"

Chen Qingyuan became interested, and his eyes were shining brightly.

None of the people who can be listed as the top ten is a good stubble.However, Chang Ziqiu's ability to defeat a top ten hero in just a hundred moves is enough to demonstrate his ability.

Chang Ziqiu was one of the ten outstanding men who came up to the top position. He came from a poor background, and many forces in the Northern Wilderness extended olive branches to him. He chose one of the forces at random, and thus came to Dizhou smoothly.

"If you want to fight, then fight."

Chang Ziqiu has come from the lowest level to today, and he is naturally superior in all aspects such as talent and temperament.He was wearing a plain cloth, which looked a bit abrupt and out of place in this bright field of competition.

"Report your name?"

Zhao Qingping put on a condescending look, and looked at Chang Ziqiu with examining eyes, not paying much attention to it.

"If you can hold my ten swords, I will tell you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Ziqiu drew his sword out of its sheath.

Clang——

With a knife cry, a terrifying knife intent erupted from his body, rushing towards Zhao Qingping like a billowing wave, unstoppable.