Di Zhicheng was very puzzled. They were fighting, shouldn’t the others stop them?

Even if other disciples of the same clan watched the fire from the other side of the river, the Great Elder and the Third Elder should stop them.

Why are people looking at them now as if they were looking at monkeys?

And cheer for their fight?!

This is so magical.

When Di Zhicheng and others thought at this point, their eyes immediately moved to one side. They saw the Great Elder and the Second Elder standing next to Yun Zheng, with their hands folded in front of their abdomen, and they also looked like watching the show.

The elder said calmly: "Stay fighting, it's not dawn."

"Don't waste time." The third elder added with a smile.

Di Zhicheng and his friends twitched the corners of their mouths, and there was an injury at the corners of their mouths, which was a little burning and painful, and then they showed a confused and incredible expression.

They heard it right?!

At this time, the extremely strong Di Menghu had some idea. He instantly pulled the three people beside him, and then knelt down "plop".

His kneeling made the boat board tremble a little.

Di Menghu said with fear and fear: "Great Elder, Second Elder, we know we are wrong, we should not fight privately."

As soon as these words came out, three disciples of the same clan who were in the same group knelt down.

"Disciple knows the mistake."

Di Zhicheng frowned and felt everyone's eyes. He, Di Hu Yun and Di Lesu also knelt down uneasyly.

"Disciples know their mistake." Their voices were depressed.

The Great Elder and the Third Elder flashed a little surprised in their eyes at this scene.

Is these thorns so easy to convince?

The two of them looked at Yun Zheng sitting on the small stool, and saw her standing up and slowly crossing the barrier towards Di Zhicheng and others.

She asked with a smile, "Is the fight finished?"

The seven of them were stunned. What did she mean?

Di Lesu looked at her "sweet" smile, and the terrifying memories in her mind reappeared.

Di Lesu's body stiffened, he looked up at her, his voice trembling with a dry and trembling, "Young Master, we know we are wrong."

When Di Menghu and his friends heard this, they were shocked. Di Lesu usually has the most poisonous mouth and is extremely arrogant. Now he is begging for mercy with Yun Zheng?!

Could he be afraid of the Emperor behind Yun Zheng?

The other disciples on the board also thought this way, but they soon changed this way.

Yun Zheng suddenly looked up at the starry sky, pursed her red lips, then slowly withdrew her gaze and looked at them with a bright smile:

"It's not dawn yet, don't you continue to fight, and that young master will help you."

"Don't!" Di Lesu's pupils shrank, and his voice broke in fear.

He immediately rolled and crawled away from the location where Yun Zheng was.

Everyone: "..." So exaggerated?

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Zhicheng and Emperor Hu Yun also retreated repeatedly, showing a look of fear as if they were seeing an evil ghost, and their faces were pale in an instant.

The two of them trembled with their hands and took out the exclusive battle robe of the Emperor's family and hurriedly put it on themselves.

The remaining four disciples, Di Menghu, Di Yinuo, Di Wenzhou and Di Zifeng, were all dumbfounded.

What's wrong with them?

It was abnormal and frightened.

Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows, "You like fighting so much, so I'll give you a chance to fight with this young master. Now I'll give you twenty breaths to prepare."

"Stand up."

Everyone: "?"

Di Lesu hid in the corner beside him, and asked weakly with a dry throat: "...Can you not fight?"

"Aren't you having a good time just now?" Yun Zheng asked back.

Di Lesu choked.

If I had known that I would have been beaten by you unilaterally, I would rather be squeezed by Di Menghu...

Twenty breaths seemed to be fleeting.

Di Menghu and his men stood up not long after they were beaten up.

Yun Zheng crushed them with bare hands and beat them up fiercely, making them wail in a tragic wail.

"ah--"

Seeing this, the disciples: "!"

Too fierce.

The elder's eyes were shocked and his mouth opened slightly.

The third elder looked mysterious and sighed deeply.

When it was lightly dawn, the seven people on the boat board finally ushered in the glory of redemption, and they lay on the ground like a maggot.

Seven people had a bruised nose, a swelling of their eyes, and their eyes were distracted.

Emperor Menghu raised his trembling fingers, pointed at the sky, and said vaguely: "It's dawn..."

"Young master, let me go...we." Emperor Zifeng shouted with all his strength.

Everyone looked at them with subtle expressions at the destruction of the entire army, and then looked at the girl in red facing the light with a respectful and fearful look.

From last night to now, they have been thinking in their hearts that they should not fight privately in the future. The result of fighting privately is too terrible.

The young master's punch was comparable to a huge rock.

While they were thinking, their gums were vaguely sore.

Yun Zheng raised her eyes and looked at the sky, and said with emotion.

"Yes, it's dawn."

At this time, Yun Zheng raised her hand and there were seven bottles of pills floating on her palm. She turned around and used her spiritual power to deliver the seven bottles of pills to their side.

"have eaten."

After pausing, she added: "Put it."

Emperor Zhicheng and the seven people: "..." Thank you very much, it's better not to have such a blessing.

This episode ended abruptly at dawn.

After two or three hours of driving, the spiritual boat finally arrived at the western border, with the goal of entering a densely packed young disciples standing in the barren land.

All geniuses in the five realms are there.

In front of this group of young disciples, there is a towering barrier that breaks the barren land from the space within the barrier.

When the spiritual boat approached that area, Yun Zheng felt a little demonic energy, which seemed to be left behind when the war broke out before.

There is no grass growing around it, and the land must have been polluted by the demonic energy.

Their spiritual boat landed in an open space. Because there were many spiritual boats coming from all over the place, no one noticed them.

Yun Zheng had already changed into a set of clothes. At this moment, she was wearing a clean and neat red outfit, which was a bit more heroic than before.

Other imperial families also wear red outfits, which are particularly dazzling.

There were thirty-three Yun Zhengs in the entire imperial family team, nineteen of which were male disciples, and the remaining fourteen were male disciples.

The elder glanced at the crowd of people and said, "The battlefield of the Demon-killing Demons will be opened once every day at noon, and now it's half an hour left before noon."

The Great Elder took out an object from the storage space and handed it to the third elder.

"Take this, you will teleport to a campsite."

This is the Demon-killing Feather Order sent by the people above to the Emperor before leaving. He held this object and could enter it without any obstacles even if he was not at the same age.
Chapter completed!