Now, seeing that Chen Yu had signs of shooting, Zhao Shanhe and the three immediately looked at it.

After all, one person can touch the details of the other party to a certain extent.

In this way, they can find out the depth of Chen Yu at a deeper level.

Zhao Shanhe and Chen Yu are now holding this idea.

At the moment, when the three eyes condense on Chen Yu, Chen Yu has stepped into the light curtain of the northern competitive platform.

With his walking, Chen Yu's body gradually blurred, that is, after a few breaths, Chen Yu's body slowly appeared in the light curtain and began to wait.

Before long, his opponent also heard news from the crowd. During the riots, the figure of a demon monk suddenly appeared in the air and went straight to the light curtain.

In the blink of an eye, the demon monk's body appeared not far from Chen Yu.

Between the four eyes, there was a sense of killing, which suddenly spread from Chen Yu and the demon monk's body.

The demon monk put his right hand on his chest and put a string of dark purple Buddha beads on his hand.

At this time, the people outside the northern competitive platform did not care because of Chen Yu's playing.

After all, with their accomplishments, few people can realize that Chen Yu succeeded in trying to attract the power of heaven and earth for the first time.

Even on the northern competitive stage, in addition to Zhao Shanhe, the other few seem not as simple as they seem, but may also be hidden masters.

When Chen Yu first appeared on the stage, because his attention at that time still stayed on the central competitive stage, it belonged to the shock caused by Lei haoqiong's war, so he didn't find Chen Yu's extraordinary for the first time.

These people, like other martial artists on the northern competitive stage who are not high in cultivation, think that Chen Yu is not outstanding.

Therefore, even Chen Yu's figure has appeared behind the curtain of light, hundreds of contestants on the northern competitive platform.

Few people pay attention to Chen Yu. Most people just sweep their eyes on him, and then directly take back their eyes and don't look at him anymore.

After all, Chen Yu never set off anything too shocking before. There are not many people who can remember him.

Until this moment, when the figure of the demon monk appeared in the light screen, because he had shot several times before on the northern competitive platform, he also had some fame. For a moment, it attracted the attention of a small number of people.

If these people really count up, they only account for 30% of the hundreds of contestants in the northern competitive platform.

But compared with the few eyes paying attention to Chen Yu, the demon monk is really "attracting the attention of the public" to some extent.

"The demon monk is also a dark horse on our northern competitive platform. Before that, I thought his cultivation was just the beginning of the fairyland..."

"Unexpectedly, although several people are in the middle of the cultivation fairyland, they are not too strong on our northern competitive platform..."

"But this man seems to come from the western regions of the mainland, where there are many tribes. It is said that most places are shrouded in the swamp all year round, so there are many poisons. Even the martial artists there, the skills they practice are highly corrosive..."

"Yes, as far as I know, many plants are even more poisonous. Once they are attacked and invade the body, they will inevitably be eroded by the toxicity contained in their cultivation. Therefore, the demon monks from the western regions are extremely difficult to deal with even in the middle of the fairyland..."

"Yes, if so, it seems that the scholar met the demon monk this time. I'm afraid it's going to be more or less bad..."

Thinking of this, those people also looked at Chen Yu one after another, with a touch of schadenfreude in their eyes, without the slightest pity.

After all, on the northern competitive stage, anyone here may be an opponent for himself in the future.

Therefore, the life and death of outsiders, for them, not only does not have the feeling of rabbit death and fox sorrow, but makes them vaguely excited.

After all, without one person, you will have less competition

At this moment, the voice of discussion came out slowly. When it spread around through the light behind the scenes, it fell into Chen Yu's ears.

But it seemed to the outsider that some frightened demon monks were just like mole ants to him. Even if the other party's skill was quite strange, his cultivation was in the middle of the fairyland.

But he is also quite confident that the divine king's blood in his body will integrate the power of heaven and earth.

With the strength of the divine king's blood, after integrating the power of heaven and earth, the so-called demon monk in front of him is just his experimental stone.

After a long silence, Chen Yu said faintly, "let's go..."

At the same time, the demon monk's eyes flashed, and a strange smile was raised at the corner of his mouth. At the moment, he bowed his head and worshipped gently, and the voice came out slowly:

"Amitabha, since benefactor has such confidence, I'd better obey your orders..."

It was almost the moment when the demon monk's words came out. Not far in front of him, Chen Yu slowly closed his eyes.

This scene fell into the eyes of the demon monk and made him look moved and stunned. However, he has experienced many difficulties and obstacles since he came all the way from the western regions.

It can be said that it is extremely difficult to go all the way to now. Therefore, although the cultivation is not strong, it is only in the middle of fairyland, it is not very human and can be compared in terms of mind and nature.

So soon, the demon monk forcibly eased his mind. His eyebrows wrinkled, his look was a little dignified, and his eyes narrowed slowly.

Looking at Chen Yu, who is standing still with his eyes closed, the demon monk said in a deep voice:

"I don't know what the benefactor's intention is? Don't you think that cultivation is not as good as a monk, so you deeply feel that you are not my opponent, so you give up resistance. Is this the rhythm of admitting defeat?"

The demon monk's narrowed eyes suddenly flashed a demon awn. When the words came out, they fell into Chen Yu's ears.

But his face was as heavy as water, as if he hadn't heard the demon monk's words at all.

This scene was seen by his demon monk. Seeing his own temptation just now, it didn't have the slightest effect.

Deep in his heart, he has deeper doubts. As a martial artist who made his fortune in the western regions, the demon monk's mind can be said to be very deep and careful in everything.