You have a good chance, I accept it.

"It is rumored that the Tianji Pavilion is the absolute overlord in the Wancheng Alliance. The Tianji Pavilion here is just a branch pavilion, and even the Eight Yangs dare not provoke it."

"Except for these nine families, the rest are the territories of the other cities in the Thousand Cities Alliance stationed in the Holy King City."

"But in the past month, they have been almost beaten by us, and only a few stubborn households are struggling."

"When the young master defeats one of the Eight Yangs, I believe they will not dare to resist us."

Chen Feng said here, picked up the cup in front of him, took a sip to moisten his throat, and continued.

"There are eight puppets of the late True Immortal in the Holy King City, corresponding to Ba Yang, and one of them has a trace of Ba Yang's soul."

"And there is a rule in the Holy King City. If you want to challenge Ba Yang, you must go to the Chaotian Road in the center of the city and pick a puppet at random. If you can defeat it within an incense stick of time, you are qualified to challenge Ba Yang."

"Otherwise, you will go back to where you came from."

When Chen Feng said this, Ye Lin nodded and understood. No wonder the Ghost Witch Venerable was just testing him and didn't attack him directly.

"This Ba Yang is really impressive."

Ye Lin sneered.

"It's really not their fault. Jian Wushuang of the Hundred Cities Alliance is at the top of the list of the Tianjiao of the Hundred Cities Alliance. No one dares to provoke him, but anyone who provokes him will die."

"But in the Thousand Cities Alliance, there are not many monsters like Jian Wushuang, but there are definitely many."

"On weekdays, Ba Yang has been challenged all the time, and he has no time to improve himself. Later, he established such a rule."

"Among the eight ancestral vein puppets, any one can exert 80% of the strength of the original body."

"Even so, it is difficult for 90% of the Tianjiao."

Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh when he said this. This is Ba Yang, absolutely confident, absolutely strong.

Even he had to lose to that puppet.

"Do you want to play?"

Ye Lin thought for a moment, turned his head and looked at the Poison Lord beside him.

"Of course."

Poison Lord nodded indifferently. He is a person who never admits defeat. Although he lost to Jian Wushuang, he has also improved a lot since the last battle.

Now he dare not say that he can defeat Jian Wushuang, but at least there is no problem in a tie.

After all, he has the inheritance of that person.

"Okay, then..."

Dong, Dong, Dong.

Just as Ye Lin was about to set a time to challenge the puppet, there was a series of knocks on the door.

"Come in."

Xuwu said in a deep voice, and the next moment, the door was opened, and a disciple of the early stage of the True Immortal walked in.

"Brother."

The disciple looked at Xuwu and called respectfully

"What's the matter? Could it be that those rats are here again?"

Looking at the young man in front of him, Xuwu's face was not good.

Although they have scared those guys these days, those guys are like rats hiding in the dark and constantly harassing, even they are annoyed.

But they can't kill them all, after all, those who can be sent to the central domain are the core disciples of the major forces.

After all, the forces behind them are still taking root in the starry sky, and Ye Lin has not fully grown up.

No one cares about the fights between the younger generations, and the older generation will not say anything.

If we kill all these guys, we will offend too many people.

Even if the four families work together, they can't stop the joint attack of these forces.

"No, brother, there is a woman outside the door who wants to see you."