I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

This matter was quickly determined by the sloppy Taoist priest and I, and then we went to Liu Qianlan to discuss the matter.

When Liu Qianlan heard this, he couldn't help but became a little frightened, and said in panic: "I tell you two little friends, it is very risky for you to do this. If our identities are discovered, we will be trapped in the royal city of the Semu clan. When the time comes, we will Death without a burial place.”

"Senior Liu, you have been in this wilderness for so many years, and you must have lived too comfortably. As the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger. If we don't take risks, how can we leave here? This is how Wu Laoliu and I lived outside. Don't you want to go back and see your daughter when you are licking blood from the tip of a knife?" The sloppy Taoist priest rolled his eyes, and eight hundred thoughts suddenly appeared again.

Liu Qianlan was still a little hesitant. At this time, the sloppy Taoist priest directly used his trump card: "Senior Liu, if you don't want to go, Wu Laoliu and I will go together. But after passing this village, there won't be this shop. Maybe It completely cuts off the chance of leaving here.”

After pondering for a moment, Liu Qianlan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll just try it out with you. I had nothing before I came to the wilderness. The worst I can do is start from scratch."

Liu Qianlan's cultivation level is very high. If he comes with us, the chance of success will definitely be higher. We naturally hope that he can come with us.

Now that this matter has been decided, the rest will be easier to handle.

The sloppy Taoist priest specifically ordered his previous men in Lancheng to forge three copies of the Semu tribe's household registration cards.

This thing is like an ID card, just to prove your identity as a Semu tribe.

Forging this thing is too simple and not difficult at all.

After everything was prepared, the sloppy Taoist priest and Liu Qianlan and I changed our outfits, each put on a human skin mask, and headed directly to Micheng, the royal city of the Semu clan.

According to the sloppy Taoist priest, every three years in the royal city of the Semu tribe, a new group of guards will be elected to garrison the royal city.

These guards were elected through martial arts competitions.

In this place in the wilderness, the strong are always respected, and everything is achieved through fighting.

There are no special rules for participating in this contest, as long as people from the Semu tribe participate.

The date for the martial arts competition was set for three days later.

At the beginning, the three of us each had a wildebeest, and we kept approaching Mi City. When we were almost there, we lost the wildebeest, took our household registration cards, and entered the royal city of the Semu clan.

We had fake certificates on us. The soldiers guarding the city just took one look at us and put us directly into the city.

The royal city of the Semu Tribe is indeed very large, and it is magnificently built. The city is high and the water is deep. There is a large population and a large number of traders in the royal city.

The royal city of the Semu tribe is several times larger than the Blue City and Bincheng we saw before. The spacious streets are full of inns and pubs, as if they have traveled to ancient times.

After arriving in Wangcheng, we first found an inn to stay and asked the inn owner about the registration location.

When the boss heard that the three of us were also participating in the competition, he was very happy and told us a place. There was a registration place near the palace in the royal city. As long as he was an adult male, he could sign up.

Becoming a guard of the royal city of the Semu clan is a matter of honor for the people of the Semu clan, so there are so many people signing up, and there is an endless stream of people.

There are estimated to be one to two thousand people who signed up.

It is necessary to select ten masters to guard the royal city from among so many people, and one deputy general to protect the royal city.

The three of us signed up separately, using false identities.

After registering, the three of us returned to the inn. We each got a wooden card for participating in the competition. There were some numbers on the wooden card, such as eighteen, one hundred and six, and so on.

I got a number of ninety-nine, the sloppy Taoist priest got a number of two hundred and five, and Liu Qianlan got a number of more than seven hundred.

Early the next morning, we arrived near the palace in the royal city.

There are more than thirty arenas prepared over there. I looked at the rules of the competition and they are very simple and violent.

As long as those who enter the ring can use any magic weapon or any tricks, regardless of life or death, only those who survive and win are eligible to participate in the next round of competition.

I took a look and saw that there were a lot of people signing up. It was estimated that there were more than 2,000 people. It would take two or three days to try.

The chance of selecting eleven people from among so many people is not high, but the entire Semu clan is in high spirits. There are more people watching, probably tens of thousands of people. The venue for the competition is surrounded by The water is blocked.

There were many small vendors and gamblers around, all staring at the people on the ring with red eyes.

In each competition ring, there will be a person holding a sign, and the person with the number written on the sign will go up to fight.

If there is no one on the ring for more than one minute, the competition will be deemed to have been automatically abandoned.

The competition was extremely fast on the first day. Some people would be kicked off the ring after only two or three moves.

Basically, the battle can be resolved in two or three minutes.

I was in the first round to participate in the competition, and I faced a young man wearing Chinese clothes. He was probably a rich and powerful person from the Semu clan.

To deal with this guy, I didn't even bother to take out the Evil Sword. I just used the Canopy Ruler and swatted him off the ring with one ruler, easily winning the contest.

We had discussed it before. Not only were we wearing human skin masks on our faces, but we couldn’t even use the magic weapons we had before. This was because when we were dealing with General Kuhl of the Semu Tribe, we used all the magic weapons and many tricks on him. All revealed.

Those soldiers from the Semu tribe must have fled back. Once someone discovers the clues, it will be real trouble.

Fortunately, the sloppy Taoist priest and I both have a lot of master's magic weapons hidden among them. Whether it's swords or knives, we both have more than a dozen, so we can just take them out and use them at will.

In just one morning, of the more than 2,000 people who signed up, there were only about a thousand left.

The sloppy Taoist priest and Liu Qianlan naturally won the competition easily.

For experts like us, this kind of competition is not difficult at all, because many of the Semu people who come to participate in the competition have no cultivation level and are just ordinary people.

During the competition in the afternoon, the three of us played another game. After this competition, there were only more than 500 people left out of 1,000.

It was really a big wave, and among the remaining people, there were many masters, and there were also some practitioners with good cultivation levels.

But these people are not difficult for us. The three of us have reached the top ten, which is not a joke.