Ye Yuxi and the others stopped in front of the city gate, and several people walked slowly by.

There were not many people, a total of seven people, four old people bought three young ones, dressed in uniforms, everyone's aura was extremely strong, and it seemed that they also came to participate in the Nanchang Conference.

Ye Yuxi looked sideways at them, and some of those people also looked sideways at Ye Yuxi.

When one of the sons glanced at Ye Yuxi, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, obviously it was the first time he met such a beautiful woman.

But when his eyes swept over Bud's face, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect the people from Qilong Valley to come so early this year, Bud, you will lose this Nanchang Conference!"

"Tianyi, don't cause trouble." The leading old man frowned slightly, and the others also cast their gazes over.

Zuo Tian snorted softly, raised his left hand, and slapped Bud across his neck lightly, the contempt in his movements was self-evident.

"Bud, who are they?" Ye Yuxi watched the seven people enter the city, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"The person from Zuo Daomen, the one who demonstrated just now is called Zuo Tianyi, he snatched the treasure from me in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and his left-handed sword is very powerful." Bud lowered his voice, and from the tone of his voice, it could be heard that Bud fear of this person.

"Understood, let's go in too and find a restaurant to eat." Ye Yuxi nodded slightly.

Left hand knife? Ye Yuxi was not interested, those old men were only at the peak of Xuanling. In Ye Yuxi's eyes, even if they fought together, they might not be his opponents. This was the gap between Earth Spirit and Xuanling!

Yancheng, compared to those large cities with a population of several million or tens of millions, the population here can be said to be pitifully small, only a few hundred thousand! But the strength of the residents here may be the highest. Even the hawkers who do business on the street can often see the strength of the eighth and ninth ranks.

"Many of the residents here are lay disciples of Nanyang Temple. They failed the test of Nanyang Temple and could not stay in the inner city. Some of them will live in the outer city and become ordinary residents of Yancheng. Over time, they have what they are now. scale."

Bud explained to everyone while leading a few people forward.

"Most of these people are disciples of Nanyang Temple? They have such strength, why should they stay here and be ordinary people." Ye Yuxi raised her brows frivolously, and glanced around in surprise.

If this is the case, then I underestimated the Nanyang Temple before!

Even in the Yaowang Valley in its heyday, the total number of ninth-level spiritual masters under its command may be thousands at most.

The powerhouses here... Even counting by one-tenth, it is enough to exceed ten thousand!

"These people are here to wait for opportunities, just like the one in front." Bud pouted forward, tens of meters ahead, in the middle of the street, there was a one-meter-high arena, on which two figures were fighting .

Since the arena was in the middle of the street, pedestrians could only pass by on both sides. Occasionally, some people stood and watched, but most people turned a blind eye to this scene, as if this kind of fight was very common.

"There are more than ten such arenas in Yancheng. Spiritualists can go up and challenge them. If they perform well enough to attract the attention of Nanyang Temple, they will be recruited into Nanyang Temple." Bard explained.

Ye Yuxi's mental power swept across the stage. Although the two people were dressed differently, the movements in their bodies were very similar, obviously they came from the same sect.

"Eat first, and have a good time in the afternoon." Ye Yuxi withdrew her mental power into her body.