After crossing over, I was favored by the villain

Feng Hanyun saw that her eyes were firm and she didn't seem to be joking. Feng Hanyun also understood that temporary persuasion could not shake the stubborn Jin Yan. She could only gently stroke Jin Yan's hand and said, "Forget it, let's see what you do. If it really affects the disciples, I will expel him from the sect."

Jin Yan looked at Feng Hanyun. Her eyes were extremely gentle, which moved Jin Yan. [She...she actually let me go to this point? ]

Feng Hanyun looked at the disciples below the stage and said, "If you want to participate in the competition, just follow Yan'er's instructions. If you don't want to participate, you can leave. Zitan Pavilion is no longer welcome."

Seeing that the disciple was unhappy, but still followed Jin Yan's instructions, the remaining people all entered the portal. Feng Hanyun then pulled her and said, "Let's watch the competition first."

After Jin Yan sat down, she felt a little regretful. She knew very well that the worldview of this world was distorted and many protagonists grew up step by step in this environment, but she still wanted to change this world. It was just a fantasy. Perhaps her ambition was too big and she had lost her mind.

[Perhaps it was wrong to want to change the peaceful coexistence between good and evil. In this world where strength is respected, only those with strong fists are qualified to comment on the world. Perhaps at that moment, I was really angry at their shameless and indifferent attitude, and I really wanted to rebuild this world.]

Jin Yan calmed down and no longer had the anger she had just had, but if she wanted to become a person with a say in this world, then not having the distinction between the three realms of gods, humans and demons would give her the best opportunity.

[Since I can't change the status quo, I might as well establish myself as king. ]

The sound of quarreling was heard in the picture, and the two people glared at each other, with swords drawn.

"Hey, that was the spirit beast I killed, the inner elixir should have been mine."

"What do you mean yours? I have contributed to this, so I should have a share of the inner elixir."

"What did you say? If you say so, I will give the inner elixir to the elder, refine it into a pill and give you a portion."

"You want to take it from my pocket? Forget it, you damned disciple of Red Sandalwood Pavilion."

When the evil cultivator wanted to chase him, the man had already fled. When the evil cultivator caught up with him, he had already fallen into the man's trap.

The situation in the other scene was not much better. The evil cultivators and the righteous cultivators kept fighting each other. Some of them did not even have any foreshadowing before they aroused anger and started fighting.

Jin Yan stood up suddenly and looked around. [Something is wrong. I can't be so angry all of a sudden. Emotional stability is a necessary condition. How can I get angry so easily? It must be...]

Hearing what Jin Yan said, Feng Hanyun frowned. She looked at the crowd. There were so many disciples from other immortal families mixed in here. The purpose of setting up a formation that could influence people's emotions right under her nose was self-evident. People with such cultivation could never be disciples.

Feng Hanyun looked around and saw young faces everywhere. He wondered who on earth had the ability to set up the formation without anyone noticing, affect the emotions of the righteous and evil cultivators, and intensify the relationship between them without being discovered?

Jin Yan also had a worried look on his face. He looked around but didn't see anyone familiar.

Even the Five Saints felt the subtle atmosphere around them and the influence of the formation.

"Who dares to act rashly in Rosewood Pavilion?" Guerlain said bluntly.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked towards the stands and looked at each other, not knowing what was going on. Naturally, no one was willing to respond to Guerlain's words.

Jin Yan rolled his eyes, "Okay, you don't want to stand up, right?"

Jin Yan came to Wan Ling's side and checked the registration form. He found that there were quite a few disciples from Qingfeng Pavilion, followed by disciples from Yixian Pavilion. The others were basically non-sectarians, and there was no content written in the column for their affiliation with a sect.

She smiled, then turned her head to look at the Five Saints behind her, "Bring the disciples back."

The Five Saints were stunned for a moment, then they understood Jin Yan’s meaning. They saw the Five Saints disappear from the stands in an instant, and when they looked again, they had appeared on the screen.

There were also interceptors. The Five Saints were not polite and immediately made their opponents lose their combat capability, and then brought out the junior brothers that Wan Ling brought with him.

Jin Yan looked at Feng Hanyun, "Master, they don't want to come out."

Feng Hanyun raised her eyebrows and understood what Jin Yan meant. With a flick of her sleeves, five portals closed at the same time.

This action surprised everyone present and they started talking about it.

"The portal is closed? Doesn't that mean they can't get out?"

"Didn't you see that the picture...the picture changed?"

The five people in the picture sensed the danger and took out their badges. When they were about to call for help, the badges instantly turned into powder and dissipated into space. Then the picture showed a black hole-like scene, which only flashed by, but was still caught by someone with sharp eyes.

"Those people...those people were swallowed by the darkness?"

"The Red Sand Pavilion is going to kill someone! The devil is killing someone!"

There was a commotion among the crowd, and everything was in chaos for a while.

Jin Yan shouted, "General Chuan, close the mountain gate and kill everyone except the disciples of Zitan Pavilion."

Yuchuan didn't understand why Jin Yan gave such an order, but he still believed that Jin Yan had his reasons for doing so, so he issued the order using a special method of communication with the Fuhu Army. For a moment, everyone was fighting like trapped beasts, and whoever touched them would be killed.

"Enough!" A man whose face was obscured by a black robe shouted, and then everyone on the parade ground felt unable to move.

The man walked out slowly, uncovered the robe that covered himself, and revealed his true appearance.

"Zitan Pavilion is so bold that it privately kills disciples from other sects. Aren't they afraid of being attacked by all the major clans?"

Jin Yan saw the man's face clearly, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, [Old fox, I finally caught you! ]

Feng Hanyun instantly appeared in front of the man and grabbed him by the neck, "Xiahou Jing?"

"You?" Xiahou Jing was shocked. "Why aren't you frozen? You shouldn't be able to move."

Feng Hanyun raised the corner of her mouth and increased the strength in her hand. Seeing that Feng Hanyun was determined to kill her, Jin Yan quickly flew to Feng Hanyun's side and grabbed her wrist.

"Master, there is still some use for Xiahou Jing." Jin Yan paused, and looked at Xiahou Jing as if he was looking at a dead man, [It won't be too late to kill him after I've used him.]

While the two were talking, Xiahou Jing's hand, hidden under his black robe, suddenly launched an attack and hit Jin Yan with a palm. Jin Yan was unable to dodge and took several steps back.

Feng Hanyun was shocked. He couldn't kill him, but he didn't say he couldn't cripple him either. He then pulled the hand that was used to attack him, and with a press on his wrist, there was a sound of a broken wrist. He then pulled out the tendons of Xiahou Jing's other hand, and exerted force with his feet. Xiahou Jing screamed in pain, and he pulled out his two tendons with his bare hands.

As Feng Hanyun pulled out his hamstring, Xiahou Jing also fainted from the pain and collapsed like a dead dog. Looking at Feng Hanyun again, her palms were full of blood, and the spurting blood instantly stained her beautiful face. The purple light in her eyes was fleeting, like a god of death.