Wolf King said fiercely: "Let's go, let's go cripple that bastard right now!"
"Do you know where he is?"
"If it were up to me, we would just sit here and wait for him to deliver himself to us."
Fatso laughed sinisterly.
Wolf King said disdainfully: "Tsk, waiting for rabbits is not my character."
"I think you want to go out and behave atrociously."
Fatso had a look of disdain on his face.
"Ya!"
"You damned fatty, do you have to go against this big brother of yours? Do you believe that I won't beat you up? "
Wolf King stared at him unkindly.
"Aren't you guys annoying?"
Qin Feiyang glared at them angrily, and said: "Fatso, hurry up and organize the treasures of the four great tribes. White-eyed Wolf, you go and help as well."
"Not going."
Wolf King shook his head.
"It's not up to you to decide!"
Qin Feiyang waved his hand and sent the man and the wolf into the castle.
Next.
He looked at the pill furnace, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and took out a Illusory Form Pill, casually changing its appearance.
Then.
He took out the clothes of a Temple disciple, and after putting them on, he opened the stone door of the alchemy room and walked out.
"Who are you?"
"Why are you in Senior Brother Lu's alchemy room?"
Two young men were coincidentally in the corridor outside.
Upon seeing Qin Feiyang, the two of them frowned and questioned.
Qin Feiyang glanced at the two of them.
The two of them looked very familiar.
It was two of the six ninth level Mental Strength s.
Qin Feiyang was puzzled: "Isn't this Senior Brother Qin's alchemy room? When did it become Senior Brother Lu's? "
"Senior Brother Qin?"
"Are you talking about Qin Feiyang?"
The two of them were stunned.
Qin Feiyang nodded.
"Haha …"
"That little bastard died a long time ago."
"Are you a new disciple?"
"Let me tell you, don't mention his name in front of us in the future."
"Otherwise, you will have to bear the consequences!"
The two of them sneered.
A cold light flashed in Qin Feiyang's eyes as he said, "Alright, I will definitely not mention it again. May I know the names of the two senior martial brothers?"
"Jia Gao."
"He Shan."
"We're both at the ninth level of spiritual power."
"Also, don't come up here without our permission in the future."
The two of them spoke arrogantly with their nostrils pointing to the sky.
"Understood."
Qin Feiyang nodded and walked past the two of them.
Jia Gao …
He Shan …
He muttered to himself as he silently memorized these two names.
A short while later.
Qin Feiyang walked out of the Pill Fire Palace.
Elder Di and Elder Li were still guarding the two sides of the gate.
Qin Feiyang smiled at the two of them. He then entered the plaza and walked towards a small path.
The two of them were slightly stunned as they looked suspiciously at Qin Feiyang's back.
When did this disciple come?
Why don't I have any recollection of it?
By the time they wanted to ask, Qin Feiyang had already entered the small path and disappeared from their sight.
Qin Feiyang wanted to go to the Martial Arts Practice Field.
The Temples' Great Gathering was not over yet, so Lu Ziyuan should be at the Martial Stage.
However, finding Lu Ziyuan was only secondary.
What he really wanted to do was to use this opportunity to announce his, Qin Feiyang's, official return!
On the way.
Qin Feiyang encountered many Temples' disciples, all discussing the Temples' Great Gathering.
He was not in a hurry, but silently listened to the discussions.
Gradually.
He got a general idea.
The Temples' Great Gathering was very complicated.
The first step was the knockout round.
The second step was to decide the top five hundred.
The third step was to decide the top hundred.
The fourth step was the final battle, where the top ten would fight for the champion's throne.
Qin Feiyang shook his head.
Such a troublesome competition, even if he was given a few billion, he would not be interested in participating.
If he had the time, he might as well cultivate.
Half an hour passed.
He finally arrived at the Martial Stage.
The Martial Stage was very large, occupying an area of several thousand feet!
There was a sea of people all around, and the noise was incessant.
On the left edge of the Martial Stage, there were five seats.
Two men and two women were sitting on them.
Two of them were Lu Yun and Shi Ming.
Qin Feiyang stood at the back of the crowd, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Lu Yun and Shi Ming were the Temple's enforcement elders, so it was reasonable for them to sit there. But what qualifications did the other man and woman have to sit beside them?
He looked at the woman.
The woman looked very young, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old.
She was wearing a purple dress, and was rather tall. Her skin was as white as snow, and there was a beauty mole between her eyebrows.
But the aura she exuded was not very strong, at most a five star or six star War Emperor.
Compared to Lu Yun and Shi Ming, she could not be compared at all.
Qin Feiyang's gaze turned, and looked at the man again.
The man was also very young.
He wore a fitting purple robe, and his eyebrows were like swords. His temperament was quite extraordinary.
The man and woman's demeanors were somewhat old.
Their eyes were also filled with a kind of contempt and arrogance.
"Why does he look a little familiar?"
Qin Feiyang looked at the purple-clothed youth with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
He was sure that he had seen this person somewhere before, but he could not recall where. Bam!
Bam! Bam!
Bam! On the stage, two Temple disciples were fighting.
They both had the strength of a five star War Monarch.
The two of them used their own methods, and it was difficult to tell who was the winner. It was quite interesting.
Qin Feiyang watched for a while, then shifted his gaze to the other side.
There stood a middle-aged man.
He looked at the entire audience with a serious face, and there was a great sense of majesty.
Qin Feiyang's face revealed a trace of a smile.
Because this person was Yan Nanshan!
Qin Feiyang squeezed into the crowd.
There were too many people, and they were almost touching each other.
By the time he squeezed to the first row, his body was drenched in sweat.
Suddenly.
He looked to the right!
There was a group of young men and women with outstanding temperaments.
There were a total of more than twenty people.
They were like cranes in a flock of chickens, and they were extremely dazzling.
The Temple disciples behind them did not dare to get close to them, and there was a trace of obvious fear in their eyes.
Lu Ziyuan, Shao Hong, Dong Cheng, Dongfang Yue, Shao Jian, and the other four young men and women with level nine Mind Power were among them!
As for the others, Qin Feiyang was unfamiliar with them.
Ah!
Accompanied by a scream, the battle on the stage was finally decided.
The person who lost left the stage dejectedly.
The person who won had a smile on his face.
However, when he looked at Lu Ziyuan and the others, his expression suddenly dimmed.
"What's the use of winning now?"
"Sooner or later, we will be defeated by those monsters."
That person shook his head and sighed, then left the martial arts arena as well.
"Next round, Lu Ziyuan and Zhang Ren, please enter the martial arts arena immediately!"
Yan Nanshan shouted.
Dong Cheng smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lu, it's your turn. You must perform well."
"Is there a need?"
"With Senior Brother Lu's current strength, he can finish Zhang Ren in a few moves."
Shao Hong had a look of disdain.
"An ant will be an ant after all."
Lu Ziyuan smiled contemptuously and jumped up. With a suave turn, he landed on the martial arts arena.
"So handsome!"
"Senior Brother Lu not only has an extraordinary talent in alchemy, but his martial arts talent is also not inferior to anyone."
"Most importantly, he has a family background."
"How great would it be if I could marry him?"
The surrounding disciples all looked at him with admiration.
Some of the girls were even more exaggerated. They could not wait to run up and offer themselves to him.
There was a girl behind Qin Feiyang. She looked at Lu Ziyuan with infatuation, and her saliva was about to flow out.
Qin Feiyang turned to look at her and said speechlessly, "Is it that exaggerated?"
"What do you know?"
"A little tramp like you will never be able to compare to Senior Brother Lu."
The girl glared at him fiercely.
"Uh!"
Qin Feiyang was stunned. He then shook his head and did not argue with the girl.
At this moment.
Another short young man in black walked up to the martial arts arena hesitantly.
There was a deep fear in his eyes as he looked at Lu Ziyuan.
Lu Ziyuan smiled disdainfully and said impatiently, "Zhang Ren, hurry up. Don't waste my time."
The black-clothed youth's body trembled, and he almost fell to the ground.
"Is there a need to be so afraid?"
Qin Feiyang raised his eyebrows.
Although the young man in black was small, his strength was not bad. He was a five-star Battle Monarch.
If he dared to fight with his life on the line, it was not as if he had no chance of winning.
Because Lu Ziyuan was only a seven-star Battle Monarch.
Lu Ziyuan became more and more impatient. He waved his hand and said, "Just admit defeat and stop competing."
"I really don't understand. Why would a piece of trash like you participate in the competition?"
"Isn't it a waste of a spot?"
He added.
His eyes were full of disdain.
The surrounding crowd also roared with laughter.
After being humiliated repeatedly, Zhang Ren could not help but clench his fists tightly.
Especially when he heard the laughter around him, it made him extremely ashamed and angry.
All of a sudden!
He looked up at Lu Ziyuan and roared, "What are you so arrogant for? If Qin Feiyang was still here, I'm afraid you wouldn't even have the chance to participate in the competition! "
As soon as the three words Qin Feiyang appeared, the entire place fell into a dead silence. Everyone's face was solemn.
Even their breathing became heavy.
"Qin Feiyang!"
"He was a legend. Unfortunately, the legend has fallen."
The girl behind Qin Feiyang sighed.
Qin Feiyang was stunned. He turned to look at the girl and asked curiously, "You know Qin Feiyang too?"
"Of course."
"I'm not the only one who knows him. Everyone in the city knows him."
"No!"
"His name is already famous in the Spiritual State. Everyone knows him."
"Unfortunately, the heavens are jealous of his talent. He died young."
The girl shook her head.
Just as she finished speaking, she frowned again, "You don't know Qin Feiyang? You're really ignorant. "
The girl's face was full of disdain.
Qin Feiyang shook his head and smiled bitterly. He turned to look at Lu Ziyuan.
At this moment, Lu Ziyuan's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water.
He stared at Zhang Ren and said word by word, "I dare you to say it again!"
"Am I wrong?"
"When Qin Feiyang was still here, you were like a mouse that saw a cat."
"Now that Qin Feiyang is gone, you're arrogant and domineering."
"Have you heard of this saying?"
"When the tiger is gone, the monkey will be king. It's talking about you!"
Zhang Ren mocked.
"You're courting death!"
Lu Ziyuan's killing intent rose.
Zhang Ren smiled coldly and looked at Yan Nanshan. He bowed and said, "Elder, I admit defeat."
When he said those words, he did not intend to fight with Lu Ziyuan.
His goal was to make Lu Ziyuan mad and humiliate him in public.
At the same time, he could vent the anger in his heart.
"Yes."
Yan Nanshan nodded and shouted, "Lu Ziyuan, Zhang Ren has admitted defeat. You're not allowed to attack again."
However.
Lu Ziyuan turned a deaf ear.
Bang!
A gush of aura roared out of his body.
Bang!
He landed in front of Zhang Ren at lightning speed and sent Zhang Ren flying with a punch.
"Eight-star Combat King?"
Qin Feiyang was shocked.
It turned out that Lu Ziyuan had broken through. No wonder he was so arrogant.
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