When Bei Zhuxin and Ding Yi saw him like this, they covered their mouths and laughed again.

To be honest, when you don’t kill someone, Mr. Xiao really looks like a young man.

Pei Gang and others breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts and smiled on their faces.

Pei Gang bowed and smiled, "Young Master, I really admire you now. The cultivation level of the old man in black robe just now should be at the ninth level of the Tianyuan Realm, and he is also a notorious person in the devil's way. He was actually told to retreat by the young master. If this matter is spread, it will be a big myth on the young master."

Ouyang Wudu narrowed his eyes and said, "The old man's cultivation level should be at the peak of the ninth level of the Tianyuan Realm."

"Sure enough." Pei Gang said with a slight trembling eyes, "But Brother Ouyang is also powerful. He actually punched the old man with his fifth level of Tianyuan Realm."

Ouyang Wudu raised his lips and said lightly: "Cultivation is not the whole of strength. This can be seen from our young master."

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "If I hadn't shown enough strength to shock them first, how could it be so easy to say back from them? But what I said was indeed true and hit the hearts of the people in the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, so we didn't fight."

"Then...if the fight starts, can we win?" Pei Gang asked a little unconfidently.

After all, the old man in the black robe is at the peak of the ninth level of the Tianyuan Realm, and the four people behind him are not weak in aura, at least they are all at the fifth level of the Tianyuan Realm.

Xiao Yi grinned: "If you can win, you will know only if you have played. Okay, let's continue to rush! I heard that there has been a grand event in Zhongzhou in the past few days, and we don't know if we can still catch up!"

Ding Yi smiled and said, "Young Master is talking about the seven clan competition, right?"

Xiao Yi returned to the Shenxing Boat and said with a smile: "No, right. When we arrive in Zhongzhou, we will first meet the young talents in Zhongzhou and say hello to them. Otherwise, wouldn't I, Xiao Yi, seem too rude?"

Everyone was shocked. As soon as Xiao Yi arrived in Zhongzhou, he was about to attack the seven major families?

Say hello? When did Xiao Yi be so polite to others? Even when facing super forces like Wanmo Cave, he always carries a sword formation and puts a bag...

Ding Yi's eyes flashed slightly, knowing that Xiao Yi had not let go of the previous resentment.

She is really grateful for the decision she made.

Otherwise, when Xiao Yi entered Zhongzhou, he would not only be afraid of being affected by the seven major families, but also their Hunlong Gang...

Ding Yi calculated it and smiled and said, "It's probably too late for the young master to catch up with the Seven Clan Competition. Today is the second day of the Seven Clan Competition. The Seven Clan Competition has seven days in total, but except for today, there are only five days left. It will take at least eight or nine days for us to go from here to Zhongzhou."

Ding Yi knew the specific time of the Seven Clan Competition, and Xiao Yi was not surprised.

Symbolistic grand events like this are usually held at a fixed time.

For example, every five years is scheduled for a certain fixed time. In this way, the children of the family can be reminded to practice hard every day to make their mark and shine in the competition.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "It's time to hurry up. Miss Ding, you can also sit on the magic boat. The three of us will go to Zhongzhou first. Senior Ouyang and others will follow us later."

Ding Yi looked ashamed, the Shenxing Boat was so big, if she went up, the three of them would have to be close to each other...

Although she had promised Xiao Yi, the two of them had never had skin contact so far... If they were squeezed on Xiao Yi in public, she would inevitably be a little shy.

Xiao Yi grinned, picked up Bei Zhuxin and sat on his lap, urging towards Ding Yi: "Don't be stunned, come up quickly, I'm in a hurry to watch the fun!"

When Ding Yi saw that the original position of Bei Zhuxin was empty, he jumped from the back of his Yuanbeast Mountain Eagle into the divine boat.

Putting away the mountain eagle, Ding Yi blushed and sat down with a short body.

Although Bei Zhuxin was a little embarrassed, only in this way could she tolerate Ding Yi.

"Senior Ouyang, you can also hurry on the road as soon as possible. Try not to delay on the road." Xiao Yi smiled at Ouyang Wudu.

Ouyang Wudu grinned and said, "Don't worry, young master, we will arrive in a few days later."

"Okay!" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and smiled, and drove away with a magical boat.

In order to take care of everyone, Shenxingzhou slowed down, but now it is full of speed, as if it is soaring like a meteor...

Four days later, on the top of Shipan Mountain outside Zhongzhou City, the seven clan competition has reached a state of full swing.

Shipan Mountain is wide on the top of the mountain, with no peaks raised, and no plant grows on the top of the mountain. The whole is a huge round stone body.

Looking down, it was like a huge stone plate, crushing the entire mountain to flattening.

Someone once wanted to break the huge stone, but was stopped by the Zhongzhou Prefecture Lord. He said: "The top of Shipan Mountain is a magical creation under the power of nature, and should not be moved lightly! But the stones are born in nature, so they should be useful and should not be left idle. The world is prosperous, and Zhongzhou is also seeking prosperity. Shipan Mountain can be used as a place for martial arts!"

From then on, Shipanshan has become a place where all forces compete with each other.

The grand event of the Seven Clan Competition is naturally carried out here.

At this moment, on Shipan Mountain, a young man sat lazily on the back of the chair, looking listless and wanted to sleep.

On both sides of his seat were the patriarchs of the seven clans.

The other seven tribes were surrounded by stone plates and divided into seven small square formations.

In the middle of the stone plate, there were two children of the seven clans fighting fiercely, and they were incomparable.

"I said, dear patriarchs, when will the two of them fight? They have shown up all the things they should show. It's time for them to take some ruthless actions to determine the outcome, right?" The lazy young man rolled his eyes and spoke in anger.

The seven clan leaders thrust their faces. Didn’t this just take a cup of tea? It’s been a long time since?

If they fight for a long time, they are powerful and have a fair amount of strength. How can they urge people to decide the winner as soon as possible during the competition?

"Well, prince, our seven clan competitions have always been the first in friendship and second in competitions. If you take a ruthless move, you will lose the spirit of the competition." A fat middle-aged man with a round face smiled awkwardly.

One of the people in this competition was his son.

As soon as the fat middle-aged man finished speaking, a figure was knocked away by a heavy palm. He rolled into a ball on the stone ground. After stopping, he vomited a mouthful of blood and fell into a fainting...

The fat middle-aged Zhao Fenglei thrust hard.

Isn’t this person who was blown away by heavy palms his son?

The lazy young man suddenly became energetic and laughed, "This is interesting. Master Zhao, does your face hurt?"

Zhao Fenglei twitched his lips and snorted: "My face doesn't hurt, but the people of the Luo family are so cruel that they actually seriously injured my son with their pulp! If my son's meridians are seriously damaged, I will never stop doing this!"

Luo Zhen, the head of the Luo family, smiled faintly: "Brother Zhao, don't worry, my son's broken pulse palm has learned 80% of the time, and his palm power can be easily retracted. His palm just now will only make Zhao Jian unable to fight again and will not damage his meridians."
Chapter completed!