Long Bufan''s sight also moved from the Dragon turtle to the figure. It happened that the man''s eyes also looked down and swept down to the people below.


    With only one look in his eyes, a repressive breath suddenly spread in long Bufan''s heart. It seems that as long as long as long as long Bufan looks at the man''s pupil again, the boundless pressure will blow long Bufan''s flesh to pieces.


    This feeling is not only unique to the dragon. Except for the deacons of the temple Pavilion in the star realm, Heiyan, Jiang Yu, Liu yuluo and others present all have this feeling.


    Under this powerful pressure, most people lowered their arrogant heads and dared not look at the man.


    "This man is so powerful that only one look contains such terrible authority. He is many times stronger than the Lord..."


    Long Bufan''s eyes are slightly chilly. Compared with those around him who bow their heads and fear, long Bufan''s body is as straight as a long gun and towering as a mountain. He quietly stares at the lonely figure overlooking the world above, and there is a faint edge in his eyes.


    Only by experiencing such power today can long Bufan understand that the strong in this field is the martial arts sky he really wants to pursue!


    Of course, there were thousands of people present, not only long Bufan, but also the black rock and Jiang Yu beside him, including Liu Yunluo and the remaining ten figures not far away, stood tall and faced up to the figure above.


    Ouyang Xiu lowered his head and snorted coldly in his heart: "in my peak period, this bully can blow it away with a sneeze. It''s a mysterious guy."


    "This year''s young people have more talents with good qualifications than previous years."


    The man raised a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, and immediately lifted his feet and took a step in the void. The pressure around him suddenly turned into nothingness at his feet. Finally, in the blink of an eye, his body fell on the ferocious dragon head of the Dragon turtle beast.


    "See you, sir!" at this moment, the deacons of many temples and pavilions, who were originally standing in the air, all bowed and hugged hands, and looked extremely respectful to the man in purple and gold robes.


    "The hundred sects war has always been a sectarian event in our continent. I''m glad to see so many energetic young people come all the way here to participate."


    He smiled and looked at the people in the square. His gentle voice made people feel like a spring breeze and very comfortable. There was no terrible edge in his deep eyes that could not be looked directly at as before, only the wisdom precipitated through endless vicissitudes of life.


    Although the peaceful and refreshing voice was not big, it clearly rang out in everyone''s ears. At the same time, a gentle and incomparable breath poured down along the voice and enveloped everyone present.


    Long Bufan immediately felt that the Qi and blood originally rolling in his body caused by the thunder of dragon, turtle and beast was soon quiet under this gentle breath.


    "What''s his position in the temple pavilion? Is he more powerful than the white Weng I met in the ancient tomb?" long Bufan looked at the mysterious man with a warm face like jade and muttered to himself curiously.


    Black rock and Jiang Yu on one side are also confused and curious. They have never heard of the strong in such fields. I''m afraid no one even knows many senior leaders of zongmen.