On the side of the old man, a young man watching the battle sneered when he heard the old man's words: "Even if you are comforting the child, there is no need to comfort him like this. Sooner or later, do you know Zheng Shiyi's experience, and his genius?

Over the past thousand years, among the same age and among the level of fellow practitioners, the only one who can surpass Zheng Shiyi is Chiyun Emperor.”

The old man could not see any angry look on his face, but nodded in agreement and said, "That little guy is indeed a genius. His talent is so high. Even the Emperor of Chiyun may not be able to surpass him at the same age."

The young man laughed more and more contemptuously when he heard the sound: "It's so funny. It seems that you have seen the way Chiyun Emperor looked when he was young, you know..."

Before the young man could finish his words, his companion quickly stretched out a hand, pulled him aside, and said anxiously: "Hurry up, stop talking."

"Why can't you say it, that old man..." The young man wanted to say it again, but his companion directly stretched out a hand, covered his mouth, and whispered: "Do you know who that is?"

The young man reached out to take away the palm of his companion's hand, covered his mouth, looked at the old man beside him, and said indifferently: "Look at how he is dressed, who can he be?"

The man's companion carefully glanced at the man who was dressed in luxury before, and lowered his voice and said, "I don't know who he is, but the one next to him is King Sang!"

"Who? King Sang?" The young man's voice suddenly rose to a point, and then he seemed to realize that he had made a mistake. He also looked at King Sang carefully, and then whispered: "You are not wrong, is it really King Sang?"

Rumor is that you will be promoted to Prince Sang in the past one or two years?”

"How could I read it wrong? You should have heard that the ancestors of our family have old friends and King Sang. King Sang once went to our family, and I happened to be on duty that day and saw King Sang from afar."

"That is King Sang, then... who is that old man?" A dense cold sweat suddenly appeared all over the young man.

The man's companion shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't know. You should have heard that King Sang rarely appears in public places and rarely appears. It is precisely because of this that you do not recognize King Sang.

As for the people around King Sang, how could they guess? However, if they are big names like them, they would not care about us."

"Yes... they probably won't care about me, that kind of big shot." The young man said, but he still pulled his companion and said, "Brother Li, let's change the place."

"Okay." The two hurriedly walked away.

King Sang didn't even look at the two of them from beginning to end, but just looked at the old man beside him and whispered: "King of Thailand, you have not valued a young man so much for a long time.

Even the Killing King, or even the Qianwang, you never praised them like this when they rose up."

King Sang said, and suddenly laughed, "Even when I was young, my father took me to see you, you just said something like that."

The King of Thailand laughed when he heard the sound: "Today is different from the past."

In the imperial city, under the huge Bodhi tree.

The young monk, the white lotus blooming in his hands, broke without warning, the petals fell and dissipated...

A look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face that seemed to see through everything in the world and would not have any expression. He shook his head gently, stood up from the ground, and walked out of the Bodhi tree.

"Why leave?"

Suddenly, a voice came and a figure appeared.

A man who seemed very ordinary appeared, and he couldn't feel any fluctuations in his body. It seemed that he was really just an ordinary person.

The young monk looked at the person coming from the opposite side and chuckled softly. With a smile, the light of the whole world seemed to become brighter: "It's time for me to be in the world, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

The man who seemed to be an ordinary man did not speak again. He could hear it. It was a pity for three sounds. The first sound was for Zheng Shiyi, the second sound was a pity for his lotus. The third sound was a pity for him to enter the world without doing his best.

In the venue of the Shenhou Conference, before everyone woke up from Zheng Shiyi's defeat of Gui Chen with Buddhist Taoism, the referee's voice had already sounded again.

"The second battle, Fan Yao fights against the Jade Sect Su Yuqi."

The referee shouted loudly, and his voice resounded throughout the Shenhou Conference.

Everyone in the venue came to their senses.

"The second game is now, so soon the second game is."

"If the Divine Marquis Conference just started, it must be optimistic that the Saint will win. Although Princess Fanyao is genius, her opponent is the Saint of the Jade Sect, one of the great sects forever!

But now, I'm afraid most people are optimistic about Princess Fanyao's victory, just like me."

"Yes, Princess Fanyao seems to have changed a different person recently. Not only has her style changed drastically, but her strength has also skyrocketed."

"Princess Fanyao's strength is probably comparable to Zheng Shiyi and the Demon Sect Leader."

"Holy lady, I'm afraid there's no chance."

Amidst the discussions, Zheng Shiyi looked at Su Yuqi who was about to walk off the stage and was about to walk off the ring, and stepped forward and said softly: "Be careful, Fan Yao has become very different now."

Su Yuqi didn't even look at Zheng Shiyi, and walked straight around Zheng Shiyi and walked off the platform.

King Lu looked in the direction of the ring and said softly: "You are afraid."

"Yes, I'm scared." Zheng Shiyi said with concern: "You should have noticed the difference between Fan Yao. If she had defeated her opponent before, she would have only hit her opponent off the ring, but now she has become cruel and violent, like a peerless evil demon."

"She may indeed kill. However, the rules of the God Martial Arts Conference will be for the God Martial Arts Conference. You made a big fuss in the venue before, and the Lord has been very kind to let you continue to attend the God Martial Arts Conference. If you do it again, where is the face of the dynasty?" King Lu's voice was still calm, but the peace was full of unquestionable majesty.

Zheng Shiyi remained silent, but his expression changed to extremely solemn. Although King Lu had not said it, he could guess that King Lu would definitely not make him make a big fuss in the venue like the last time, and King Lu would not give him a chance to take action.

Among the crowd, the closest to the ring, Peng Junyue also looked at Fan Yao and Su Yuqi walking onto the ring with a worried look on her face, and whispered to the fantasy world beside her: "Things are going to be troublesome. This is a showdown between the woman Lao Shiyi likes and the woman who likes Lao Shiyi.

If one is not good, someone may die. It would be fine if the princess died, but if the saint of Jade Sect died, Lao Shiyi would definitely go crazy."

"Fan Yao is probably not going to lose. Although I have never fought with her, seeing that she took action before, the only ones who can defeat her in the Divine Marquis Conference are probably Shiyi Junior Brother and Zhou Wuji."

Huanshi paused for a moment, as if comforting Peng Junyue, or as if comforting himself, he continued: "But Su Yuqi is the saint of the Jade Sect. Their long-lasting sects have been fighting with our Demon Sect, and I know them well.

Each of these great sects has its own means in their own way. Su Yuqi is the saint of the Jade Sect. It is said that she has also made great contributions to the Jade Sect.

I think the Jade Sect should have given her some treasures. Although it may not be able to win, I can still save my life."

Peng Junyue nodded slightly: "I hope so."

On the ring, Su Yuqi and Fan Yao stood on one end.

Fan Yao bent her body slightly and looked at Su Yuqi, who was pretty and like a snow goddess on the other side, a look of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she spoke in a hoarse voice: "I'm so lucky that I met you."

Meeting me is your greatest misfortune. If it were someone else, they would have been defeated for the sake of your Jade Sect Saint, and they would have spared your life. But when you meet this princess, you will definitely die."

Fan Yao said and paused. The pair of eyes that looked much more weird than before looked at Zheng Shiyi on the platform, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Do you know? I have always followed a sentence. If I can't get it, I will try my best to kick away all the stepping stones, and I will eventually be able to get it.

If it still cannot be obtained, then no one can get it."

Fan Yao said, with a wry smile that had not been seen for a long time on her face and said, "I don't know if I really like him or simply because of his talent, I want to be with him.

But it doesn't matter, because he won't be with me."

Su Yuqi frowned slightly and said coldly: "I have nothing to do with him."

"I know, he told me that you have forgotten him." Fan Yao said with a look of remembrance on her face: "I met him very early, and I have experienced a lot with him, and even watched him rise step by step.

I know him, so I believe that even if you are in this way of attitude towards him now, one day you will still be with him because he is a person who is good at creating miracles.

So, I won’t let you get what I can’t get, you have to die.”

The last word of death fell, and a complex look appeared on Fan Yao's face, and she whispered in her heart: "Come on, I will let you hand over all the control of my body to you. I have only one request, kill her!"

A very evil voice in her mind rang out: "She will die. I have been trying the blood of such a beautiful woman for a long time. Get ready, get ready to feel the power you have never felt!"

As the evil voice fell, Fan Yao's entire aura suddenly changed drastically. The person was still that person, and her appearance did not change at all, but she gave people the feeling that she seemed to have changed.

An endless evil aura surged out of her body and rushed towards the surroundings. Just the breath gushed out, but it made all the dust on the ground around her gushed out and rushed towards the surroundings.
Chapter completed!