Chapter 142 Xiao Biechen

The next day arrived soon. When Feng Xiaotian and a group of people came to the top of the mountain, there was already a sea of people on the top of people, squeezing the whole mountaintop square. Looking around, the black pressure was full of human heads. After all, this is the final finals of the Pengzhou Conference. The most dazzling new stars in the future of the Xiuzhen world will be compared today. In the game, people finally come here, but they don't want to miss this opportunity to feast their eyes!

Feng Xiaotian, Tianling Zhenzhen and other people couldn't help feeling a little helpless. It was impossible to squeeze in like this. I'm afraid that it would be noon when they squeezed over, and they had to fly up in place and head towards the rostrum.

Originally, people were very dissatisfied with someone flying over their heads. Fortunately, Feng Xiaotian is now a new star in the Xiuzhen world. In addition, Tianlingzi, the first master in the Xiuzhen world, is also there. When people see these two people clearly, the people who have been crossed from their heads will not say anything.

Daquan Zhenren, Danyu, Yan'er, Li Haoyu and Qian Xiaosheng naturally stayed under the stage to watch the battle. Daquan Zhenren had already changed their face, and Tianling Zhenren and Feng Xiaotian came to the rostrum.

Seeing Tianling Zhenren and Feng Xiaotian on the stage, Shangguan Wuyong quickly greeted him, patted Feng Xiaotian on the shoulder, and said to Feng Xiaotian with a smile on his face, "Feng Xiao brothers are really a genius in the world of cultivation. They can be called dragons and phoenixes among people. My bad apprentice is not your opponent. The champion of this Pengzhou Conference is the only Xiaotian brothers. Ah!"

"Shangguan's predecessor is wrongly praised. The younger generation is a stupid and dull mortal. I really don't dare to do it. Shangguan's senior's tall brother Xiao is romantic and heroic. That is the real dragon and phoenix among people!" Feng Xiaotian said with a humble face, but he was secretly surprised in his heart. Why did this old guy, who has always been above the top, change his mind today? He is so amiable. I'm afraid it's the weasel who pays New Year's greetings to the chicken. He doesn't have a good heart!

"Brother Feng is too modest!" After Shangguan Wuyong finished speaking, he then turned his head to Tianling Zhenren and said, "I'm afraid Brother Xue can't reach this son's achievements in other days!"

"Haha, that's, isn't someone's brother of mediocrity? He will definitely roar above the nine heavens every day, and I'm afraid he will still talk about the light of my little brother!" How could Tianling Zhenren be polite? He laughed and attracted the attention of people around him.

Shangguan Wuyong smiled dryly, "Hey, yes, yes, what Brother Xue said is reasonable!" It is a secret spell in my heart. I'm afraid that you little brother can't even live today, and you still talk about the words of light in the future. Humph, I'm afraid you can't laugh even if you want to laugh!

"So, if anyone dares to hit my brother Xiaotian's idea, hum, the thunder knife in my Xue's hand is not a vegetarian!" When Tianling Zhenren saw Shangguan Wuyong's appearance, he couldn't help suspecting that the old guy must have a ghost in his heart, so he said coldly.

"Hey hey, that's the person who can block Brother Xue's thunder and fire knife. I'm afraid you can't find one in the world of cultivation!" How can Shangguan Wuyong not know that there is something in Tianling's real words? He smiled and complimented, but his heart was itching with hatred. He gritted his teeth and thought that although I can't afford to provoke you, when your adoptive brother is on the stage, I see what your Tianlingzi can do with me at that time.

At this time, a wide open space has been opened in the middle of the rostrum, and a circle of chairs are placed around the open space. At this time, there have been many seniors of various sects sitting on the chairs. Feng Xiaotian knows old acquaintances such as Blood Demon, Yishui Zhenren, Mingying Zhenren, etc. Their disciples are all He has been eliminated, and now he is invited to watch the battle. In addition, behind each predecessor of Xiuzhen, there are several proud disciples. The elite disciples of the top ten holy places of cultivation, such as Wu Ao, Wuchen, Tiantian, Su Rulian and Xin Jiuniang, are all standing down. Looking at Feng Xiaotian, everyone's eyes can be said to be different.

In order to show justice in this final, the referee is jointly played by Tianling Zhenren and Shangguan Wuyong.

After Feng Xiaotian met his predecessors, he smiled at the elite disciples of the holy land of cultivation and walked to the center of the rostrum. Feng Xiaotian was very calm at this moment. No matter whether this battle is a victory or a loss, at least this is the last battle. He can probably return to the mainland of China to meet his grandfather tomorrow. Longshou Mountain, Sanghe, and the forbidden forest, the mountains and rivers in my hometown are so kind at this moment. Feng Xiaotian is in a trance for a moment, looking forward to the reunion of his relatives.

However, Feng Xiaotian's opponent Xiao Biechen this time has not yet appeared. The masters sitting on the stage had nothing to do, so they talked about it in twos and threes. Those elite disciples did not dare to make noise in front of the elders of the division, so they had to stand there painfully, scolding Xiao Biechen for not coming out quickly.

"What? Brother Shangguan, where is your proud disciple Xiao Biechen? Why hasn't it come out yet? And what about the eight brothers who are known as the Eight Immortals of Pengzhou? Why didn't you come out of town for such a big scene today? After looking around, Tianling Zhenren didn't find any trace of Xiao Biechen. Even the Eight Immortals of Pengzhou had no trace, so he asked Shangguan Wuyong strangely.

"Uh-huh... Well, there is a small problem with the bad disciple for the time being. My eight brothers helped him. Brother Xue, don't be impatient. Brother, I'll send someone to urge him!" After saying that, Shangguan Wuyong waved his hand back, and a young man in blue immediately trotted by.

Shangguan Wuyong said to the green-shirted disciple, "Go and see if Brother Xiao is okay? Well, hurry up. Don't let so many seniors wait for a long time!"

The young man in blue bowed and said, "Yes! Master!" After saying that, he turned around and ran to the stage.

The green-shirted disciple has been gone for a long time. Seeing that the sun is about to reach the middle of the sky, the hot sun begins to bake the earth again. Fortunately, there are practitioners who are far more powerful than ordinary secular people on and off the stage. Although the sun is hot, it is okay for these masters who can turn upside down with their hands.

However, after waiting for a long time, the discussion of many seniors on the stage became louder, and some people even thought that Xiao Beichen was afraid of Feng Xiaotian's strength and dared not come out to the game.

Those elite disciples who stood behind the predecessors and did not dare to move were full of resentment, and they secretly cursed Xiao Beichen, who had not yet appeared.

As for the audience under the stage, it was even more noisy. They crowded under the stage early in order to watch the final of the Pengzhou Conference. They didn't come to bask in the sun when they had nothing to do. Many people had already cursed the belated Xiao Beichen.

As for the other protagonist of the game, Feng Xiaotian, was very calm. He stood in the field with his eyes slightly closed and his face calm. In order to cope with the upcoming fierce battle, he slowly adjusted his true strength to the peak state.

Tianling Zhenren vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he asked Shangguan Wuyong, "Brother Shangguan, what on earth is your apprentice doing? Why didn't you come out yet?"

Shangguan Wuyong said with a smile, "It's okay. Brother Xue, wait a moment, and he must be out soon!"

"Well, we can't let everyone wait like this, can we? Your apprentice's airs are too big!" Tianling's real face was unhappy.

"Brother Xue, please don't be impatient. It's all because I didn't arrange it well. Well, if my bad apprentice hasn't arrived in the middle of the day, then let Brother Feng directly advance to the championship. Brother Xue, what do you think?" Shangguan Wuyong made a suggestion.

"This... is fine, then it's up to me!" Tianling Zhenren couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Shangguan Wuyong's gourd for a moment, so he had to push the boat along the water.

Everyone had to wait on the spot. Time gradually passed, and it was midday, but Xiao Beichen was still missing. With Shangguan Wuyong's promise, Tianling Zhenren was not in a hurry. Shangguan Wuyong showed an anxious look and kept looking in the direction of the foot of the mountain.

"Ha ha, the middle of the day is coming, Shangguan, don't go against your promise!" Tianling said with a smile.

"Uh... that's natural!" Shangguan Wuyong smiled reluctantly and said, but he scolded in his heart. These eight bastards are still Pengzhou Eight Immortals. I think Pengzhou Eight is useless. Is it so troublesome to help Xiao Biechen consolidate the realm? I haven't finished it yet. I've made a big deal here, but don't fail!

At this time, the green-shirted disciple sent by Shangguan Wuyong rushed to Shangguan Wuyong and whispered in his ear. Shangguan Wuyong heard the words. He suddenly frowned and raised his voice, "Guys, and Brother Xue, let everyone wait for a long time. My bad work has been done, and he will come soon. I hope you can forgive me. I'm going to make amends to everyone!" After saying that, Shangguan Wuyong bowed in the direction of everyone.

Most people bowed slightly and returned the salute, but the blood demon and others snorted coldly, turned their heads aside, and were very dissatisfied with Shangguan's mediocrative behavior.

Shangguan Wuyong was not annoyed. He smiled and stood aside.

Before a few, a green-shirted disciple said in a loud voice, "Brother Xiao is coming!"

Everyone followed the sight of the green-shirted disciples, and saw Xiao Biechen coming first in the air, and behind him were the eight immortals of Pengzhou. Several people's clothes were floating, like immortals.

Especially Xiao Biechen, he changed his white shirt today. He saw his long hair floating behind his head, his bright and white face, with clear coldness, dark and deep eyes, charming color, thick eyebrows, tall nose, beautiful lips, all showing nobility and elegance, and his abrupt appearance. Suddenly, it attracted a burst of laughter from the people under the stage, especially many female practitioners, who desperately shouted Xiao Biechen's name, as if crazy.

And the Eight Immortals of Pengzhou followed Xiao Biechen honestly, just like a class, setting off Xiao Biechen's heroism.

Feng Xiaotian looked from afar and thought to himself, Xiao Beichen, this appearance is really his mother's style!