What shocked everyone was that the three guys had a smoking little white stick in their mouths, and they took a puff of the cigarette, which made everyone look confused.

The mean cat laughed loudly, took a big sip of the little white stick, and said to Yang Zhen: "Boy, I like the suit and sunglasses very much, but what I am most satisfied with is this thing called cigarettes, which is just perfect for me. You have to make more for me, and the storage ring I put with you will be your reward."

Yang Zhenyi glared angrily and said, "Damn it, you want to buy my Zhenyuan cigarettes with a few broken storage rings? Don't even think about it. Do you know how high these cigarettes cost?"

"This..." The mean cat said awkwardly, "No, considering our friendship, it would hurt our relationship if we still talk about compensation!"

Yang Zhen curled his lips: "Don't talk about feelings with this slut, it will hurt the reward!"

"Stingy!"

"Damn it, you're not a stingy person, why don't you give me the other storage rings you have?"

"You...you know all this?" The mean cat was surprised: "This is a bit embarrassing."

…

Seeing Yang Zhen and his three swordsmen striding over and hearing the conversation between Yang Zhen and Jianmao as if no one was around, everyone present had a strange feeling.

"Yang Zhen, this guy, really dares to come?"

"Why don't you dare to come? Doesn't this Taoist know that in the entire Beiyu Aircraft Competition, our Yang Zhen Dao Protection Team is the strongest force?"

"Tsk, so what if you are the strongest force? The aircraft competition is not about overall strength, but about the grade of the aircraft and individual combat power. Can you guys just rush in?"

"Why not?"

Boom boom boom! Buzzing sounds were heard, and dozens of aircraft were already floating in the air, all in groups of three or five, vaguely wary of Megatron and Flying Swan.

Countless cultivators looked up in horror, watching Megatron and Feitianhu showing off their power among the group of aircraft, and then all their eyes fell on Yang Zhen.

Hua Youyue and the others slowly came to the front of the crowd, looked up at Megatron and Feitianhu, turned around and said to Mo Xueling beside him: "Lightning Shuttle and Mo Feng, have you completed the joint attack technique?"

Before Mo Xueling could speak, Elder Mo beside her chuckled and said confidently, "Don't worry, Saint Hua, even if Yang Zhen doesn't refine a flying machine and flies like this, I can guarantee his life."

Han Yan'er's eyes narrowed, and she looked at Elder Mo with an unfriendly expression, but Hua Youyue chuckled, nodded slowly and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Elder Mo."

Elder Mo was stunned. Looking at the peaceful smile on Hua Youyue's face, he was speechless for a moment. He snorted and said no more.

At this time, a roar was heard, and the huge body of the flying swan came in front of Yang Zhen.

"Look, that's Lin Shengzi. I didn't expect that Lin Shengzi would target Yang Zhen so openly in front of everyone."

"Of course, Yang Zhen's words and actions have completely angered Saint Lin. Saint Lin didn't kill him outright, which probably shows that he has taken the overall situation into consideration."

"What do you mean by considering the overall situation? Lin Shengzi has a weird personality. He wants to ruin Yang Zhen's reputation in the aircraft competition!"

Boom! The flying swan made a loud noise, which was deafening. Everyone looked up in shock.

Only the ancient tribe like the Ke Clan, which has studied the art of refining for a long time, can refine such a huge aircraft, and only the Ke Clan can make such a huge aircraft flexible and changeable in mid-air! "Yang Zhen, you really dare to come, this Saint Son underestimated your courage!"

Lin Shengzi laughed loudly. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of a machine on the back of Feitianhu. A passage opened and Lin Shengzi walked out slowly.

"Look, that's Saint Lin. This... this flying swan is actually a spiritual treasure!"

"Oh my god, such a huge spiritual treasure, a flying machine that can be controlled by divine consciousness?"

"It's really terrifying. Is this the foundation of the Ke people?"

"Faced with such a terrifying aircraft, Yang Zhen must be panicking right now, right?"

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously turned to Yang Zhen, and seeing Yang Zhen's dazed look, they immediately looked down on him.

It was obvious that Yang Zhen was frightened.

However, the next moment, Yang Zhen pointed at Lin Shengzi in mid-air with a confused look on his face, turned around and asked Jianmao, "Who is this guy?"

Everyone: “…”

Damn, is Yang Zhen really so scared that he doesn’t recognize Lin Shengzi?

How is this possible? Everyone knows that Lin Shengzi is targeting Yang Zhen in the aircraft competition, and Yang Zhen has also threatened to make it impossible for Lin Shengzi's aircraft to fly.

At this point, Yang Zhen actually doesn’t recognize Lin Shengzi?

This Yang Zhen...did he really not take Lin Shengzi seriously at all? "You!" Lin Shengzi's face turned pale, staring at Yang Zhen intently, murderous intent bursting out.

The mean cat was also stunned by Yang Zhen's question: "How can I remember this guy who can't survive more than three episodes? Boy, have you memorized the rules of the aircraft competition?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Write this down. Whoever can fly the aircraft through this Fiery Domain Canyon at the fastest speed and smash the stone tablet placed in the deepest part of the Fiery Domain Canyon will be the first place."

"Ha ha, by the way, which aircraft should we use?" The mean cat rubbed his hands, looking eager to try.

Seeing that Yang Zhen and Jianmao ignored him, Lin Shengzi immediately flew into a rage. He stared at Yang Zhen intently and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, okay, Yang Zhen, I hope you can still be so arrogant in the next competition."

Hearing what Lin Shengzi said, Yang Zhen suddenly said, "Oh my god, I remember now. You are that damned Lin Shengzi, right? I want to ask you, have I ever offended you?"

Lin Shengzi staggered, his face livid with anger, and pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "So what if I haven't offended you, you..."

"Damn it, I didn't do you any wrong. Why are you here to show off your presence?" Yang Zhen was furious. He looked up at the Saint Lin in mid-air and said, "Lin Shengzi, right? The chosen son of the Ke tribe. Today, I'm going to say this. When you fly up later, if you, the flying swan, can fly halfway, I'll ride my cheap cat back home to farm!"

"Fuck, boy, why don't you ride that bitch!" The bitch cat was furious.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in shock. Apparently no one had expected that Yang Zhen would still be so arrogant.

In the eyes of everyone, although Yang Zhen had never offended Lin Shengzi, who was Lin Shengzi? He was the chosen son of the Ke clan, and the Ke clan was the most outstanding among the ancient clans.

As the chosen son of the Ke clan, does Saint Lin need a reason to target someone?

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in shock. Regardless of whether Yang Zhen had actually refined a flying machine, even if he had, would Yang Zhen still be able to defeat Fei Tian Hu in the next competition? "How reckless! Yang Zhen was really reckless!"

"Sage Lin is now completely furious. Yang Zhen will have trouble moving forward in the following competition."

Everyone was speechless. Yang Zhen's action was almost tantamount to seeking death.

How could Lin Shengzi not target Yang Zhen harshly when he was ridiculed like that?

However, just when everyone's eyes fell on Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen suddenly picked up a large rock and threw it at Megatron with a bang, making a mountain-shaking sound.

Yang Zhen stood on the ground, ignoring Lin Shengzi, pointing at Megatron in mid-air and yelling, "Liang Lie, you come out here, why are you pretending to be a coward!"

Oh shit!

Everyone was shocked.

This Yang Zhen is really arrogant to no end! (End of this chapter)