Chapter 92: Wind and Cloud Meeting

Chapter Ninety Two
Time passed slowly, and the next day was dazzling.
The square of the Great Heaven Battle Soul Palace was already crowded, and today is a grand day, that is, the day when the Southern Territory Grand Competition began.
A whole month has passed since Xiao Fan and the others entered the Wushuang Holy City. During this month, because of Xiao Fan's arrival, too many things have happened in the Wushuang Holy City.
Even, because of Xiao Fan, the Southern Territory Grand Tournament has undergone a lot of changes. Not only people from the Hall of Souls can participate, but also people from the other three palaces and three pavilions.
Therefore, compared with the previous Southern Territory Grand Competition, the number of people in this session was several times larger, and the square that could accommodate tens of thousands of people was very crowded.
"This year's Southern Territory Competition is much more lively than previous ones. Even the Holy City Bajun and Sijiao have participated."
"It's not just a lot of excitement, but also a lot of cruel and intense, I don't know how many people will survive in the end."
"I heard that Xiao Fan can only be accepted by the Battle Soul Palace only if he gets the first place in the Southern Territory Competition. This is not an ordinary difficulty."
"Some people are just seeking their own way of death. The Battle Soul Palace actively invited him, but he didn't join. It's better now, he actually turned to the Battle Soul Palace again."
"If he can really get the first place, it is estimated that the Temple of War God may take the initiative to invite him. Naturally, the Ling family dare not do anything to him. It does not matter whether he joins the Temple of War Soul!
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The crowd talked about Xiao Fan's affairs everywhere. It was really too much of Xiao Fan's disturbance these days, and almost no one in the unparalleled holy city didn't know Xiao Fan's name.
However, many people still look good at the show, and they want to see how Xiao Fan will end.
Of course, there are many people who are very disdainful of Xiao Fan. In their eyes, there is still only the Holy City Eight Horses. After all, many people have not seen Xiao Fan's strength with their own eyes, just heard of his name.
"Look, isn't that Ye Linchen? Who are the two people next to him?"
"I don't know this. The fairy-like woman is Ye Tianxue, one of the four sages of the holy city, the young man in white clothes like an immortal, but Ye Changsheng, who ranks second in the holy city eight horses!
Someone exclaimed, and then many people looked towards the sky, where three figures were walking through the air.
The one headed is Ye Linchen, his expression is very cold, his eyes are full of ruthlessness, as if someone owes him a million best soul stones.
When he landed, the monks all around gave up a place, not daring to offend this fierce god.
Not far behind him, there is a man and a woman. The man wins snow in a white robe. His eyebrows are like two sharp swords, his sideburns are white, his face is like a jade crown, and he is extraordinary handsome.
His eyes are dazzling like stars, and his whole person exudes a soaring arrogance, but it also reveals a bit of vicissitudes of life, which is not in line with his age, don't even think about it, this person is Ye Changsheng!
And the other woman, under the slender jade neck, has a crispy chest like white jade, her waist is full and she is clasped, and her white skirt outlines her graceful and perfect figure.
Just looking at this figure, people can't help but commit crimes, even with that peerless face, they are also the dream lovers of many male monks.
But when he felt the cold breath radiating from her body, no man dared to approach her within two meters, those eyes were colorless, more indifferent and ruthless than Ye Linchen.
"Ye Tianxue seems to be more terrifying, and the aura on her body is getting colder." Someone sighed secretly.
When Ye Tianxue landed, many people on the square fled and fled, and the fear of Ye Tianxue was even more terrifying than Ye Linchen.
Ye Tianxue's expression was cold, and she didn't care about the gazes of the surrounding monks, only Ye Changsheng dared to stand close to her.
At this moment, there were several figures flying in the distance. If Xiao Fan saw it, he would definitely recognize him. Among these people were Su Mohan and Su Moxuan, Dugu Changfeng, Gongsunye, and Yu Chichao. Lei Hao, Ling Tian and so on.
Several people came back from all directions, and they all landed on the square one by one. The crowd gave up a place, and the eyes looking at these people were filled with awe.
These people are all geniuses in the Battle Soul Palace, and they are not something ordinary people like them can offend.
"Dugu Changfeng, has my neck cleaned, I must kill you this time." Su Mohan broke through to the middle of the war, and his whole person became more confident, watching Dugu Changfeng Road playfully.
A few days ago, his strength was not much stronger than Dugu Changfeng, but now, Su Mohan believed that he could easily defeat Dugu Changfeng.
"It doesn't matter who kills who." Dugu Changfeng snorted coldly, hating Su Mohan.
Su Mohan was still about to say something, but Su Moxuan glared back at the words that came to her lips. Su Moxuan looked around as if looking for something.
"Sister, aren't you looking for Xiao Fan, are you?" Su Mohan said in a voice transmission, as if I knew you.
"Go away." Su Moxuan yelled softly, but he thought to himself: "The eight horses of the holy city are here except for the battle of Tianlong. Hey, isn't that Jiang Youyue, Jiang Tianyun's son? Have you entered the Temple of War? Why did you come to participate in the Southern Territory Competition?"
Su Moxuan's eyes fell on a black-robed youth. The black-robed youth looked very inconspicuous, but Su Moxuan's strength was not low, and she knew him at a glance.
In addition, several people's eyes fell on this person, and their eyes were full of surprises. Jiang Youyue, the person who can be in the Temple of War, entering the Temple of War is the dream of everyone present.
Isn't it shameful that such a character came to participate in the Southern Territory Competition?
"Did he deliberately deal with Xiao Fan?" Su Moxuan's face instantly sank when thinking of Jiang Tianyun's embarrassment for Xiao Fan.
"Xiao Fan is really in trouble this time, even Jiang Youyue is here, and it's probably more than this one." Su Mohan's expression also became cold.
To enter the Temple of War, at least it must be the peak strength of the Emperor. Jiang Youyue is less than thirty years old and can break through the peak of the Emperor at such a young age. His combat power is absolutely terrifying.
"Where is Xiao Fan, don't you dare to come?" At this moment, a cold voice came not far away, and Ling Tian's cold eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for Xiao Fan's trace.
In just two days, all of Ling Tian's injuries had recovered, and his aura became stronger. In order for Ling Tian to catch up with the Southern Territory Giants and kill Xiao Fan, it is estimated that the Ling family had spent a lot of money.
Seeing this, the cultivators all around looked for it in the crowd, but after searching for a long time, they really didn't see Xiao Fan. Could it be that Xiao Fan really didn't dare to come?
"I thought that Xiao Fan was really not afraid of him. The Southern Territory Tournament hadn't really started, he was ready to back down?" Another person said, following the reputation, but it was a young man with a swollen face. Gongsunye, who was stunned by Xiao Fan's slap.
Although his father warned him not to offend Xiao Fan, he still hated Xiao Fan in his heart and wanted to kill him immediately.
"Look, isn't that Xiao Fan?" Just as Gongsunye's voice fell, a voice rang from the crowd, and many people looked up, but saw three figures flying from a distance.
Looking at one of the three figures, Gongsunye only felt a burning pain on his face.