More than a quarter of an hour later, at the entrance of Xuanyuanfeng courtyard.
When leaving, Ren Yuyao smiled sweetly and said: "See you in the afternoon!"
"See you in the afternoon!"
Ling Feng also smiled and watched her leave.
Next to him, Ye Xiuyun looked at the two people quarreling with each other, and suddenly his face turned cold and he was very angry. In fact, when she first met Ren Yuyao, she was not disgusted and even made fun of them. Who would have imagined that her words came true!
At this time, Ling Feng quietly turned around and went to his room.
Ye Xiuyun, who was in a daze, suddenly said coldly: "Stop!"
Ling Feng had to stop, turned around and said with a smile, "Senior sister, what can I do?"
Ye Xiuyun hummed: "Who said that he had no idea about Ren Yuyao at first, but now he kisses me. Be careful I tell Liu Xueyan about this!"
Ling Feng smiled bitterly and was speechless. There was really no way to explain this, so he had to say: "Senior sister, what do you want me to do?"
Ye Xiuyun smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if I don't tell Liu Xueyan, you have to buy me jewelry, which is more beautiful than hers and twice as expensive!"
Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "No problem, we'll go after the competition is over!"
Immediately, he returned to the house and continued to refine the Wutu Seal, striving to upgrade the Taihuang Seal to the late fourth level as soon as possible.
…
In the afternoon, Xuantian Dao Sect, Xuantian Peak.
Ling Feng, Zhou Zhijie, Ye Xiuyun and other Canglang disciples arrived, and the promoted disciples began to draw number plates and register them in the register.
At this time, there were many chairs placed on the north side of the Tai Chi arena, where Xuantian Ren, Yuan Cang, Xuancang and other elders of various sects were sitting.
The other three directions are divided into seven camps. The disciples of the seven sects each occupy a place, and the Canglang Sword Sect is in the south.
After a while, Master Xuanyuan began to read two number plates.
Zhou Zhijie stood up and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I would be the first to appear."
Immediately, he jumped up and boarded the ring.
Almost at the same time, a red figure flashed onto the ring.
"Fan Yang!"
Ling Feng's eyes suddenly changed slightly. Fan Yang was a strong man in the Wuzong. Although he was only in the early stage of cultivation, his real combat power was equivalent to the middle stage of the Wuzong. Zhou Zhijie was only close to the combat power of the early stage of the Wuzong, and he couldn't defeat him even if he tried his best.
Sure enough, after more than ten moves, Fan Yang's sword was held to Zhou Zhijie's neck.
Zhou Zhijie sighed: "Senior Brother Fan, you win."
Fan Yang clasped his fists and said, "Promise!"
Master Xuanyuan continued to read the number plate.
…
Ten minutes later, it was Ling Feng's turn to play.
Ling Feng jumped onto the ring, only to find that his opponent was Zhu Chongyang of the Holy Fire Cult.
Zhu Chongyang was in the top ten on the list of people decades ago. He had been condensing his true energy for a long time. He was already in the middle stage of Wuzong's cultivation and his combat power was close to that of the late stage of Wuzong. If there is another powerful magic weapon, it will indeed be a big threat.
Ling Feng cupped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Zhu, please!"
Zhu Chongyang said: "Junior Brother Lin, please!"
Immediately, the two of them concentrated their energy, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and faced off for a moment.
The long red sword in Zhu Chongyang's hand suddenly emitted a dazzling red light, and he flashed forward and slashed towards Ling Feng.
As the sword edge was approaching, a huge crimson Suzaku phantom appeared, and a cry like a phoenix resounded through the sky, turning into an extremely hot and powerful soul power that impacted Ling Feng's sea of consciousness.
To the north of the arena, Master Yucang's expression changed, because the strength of this soul power fluctuation has exceeded the fourth level peak and has entered the fifth level! Zhu Chongyang actually used the soul skills of the fifth-level magic weapon to sneak attack as soon as he came up, which was quite shameless!
Several other elders from various sects also sighed silently, feeling sorry for Ling Feng.
Only Master Yuancang and Master Xuancang looked indifferent.
Ling Feng's expression also changed. In ordinary martial arts competitions, most of them test each other before they use their special moves. But Zhu Chongyang used all his strength when he came up. If he had been replaced by another strong martial artist, he would probably have lost.
But his spiritual soul cultivation level was already at the fifth level, so he was naturally not afraid. In the sea of consciousness, the yellow Taihuang Seal fell first, using his suppressive ability to temporarily freeze the scorching soul power of the Suzaku form. This soul power attack is very powerful. Even if Ling Feng refines the Wu Tu Seal and the Taihuang Seal is already at the late fourth level, it can only suppress it for an instant.
But a moment is enough!
Immediately, the Xuanshui martial spirit transformed into a vast ocean of dark and cold mysterious soul power, and the soul-locking chain transformed into a dark black flame, attacking from both sides. Among the five elements, water overcomes fire, and the mysterious ocean constantly drowns the flames. However, the underworld flame is only restrained by the power of pure Yang, and the fire soul power has little control over it. Moreover, it can also refine the fire soul power to increase the power of the underworld flame.
And although this divine soul attack belongs to the fifth level, after all, it is not a divine weapon spirit attacking in person, and its power is limited. Naturally, it is not as good as Ling Feng's two fourth-order perfect martial souls attacking in person. It is also suppressed by the Emperor's Seal, so it is naturally annihilated quickly.
All this happened in just a moment. At this time, Zhu Chongyang's Nine Yang Sword struck quickly, only inches away from Ling Feng's neck.
However, Ling Feng's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared behind Zhu Chongyang in an instant.
"not good!"
Zhu Chongyang's expression changed. He never expected that the other party could withstand the fifth-level divine weapon's soul attack, and he hurriedly turned around and swung his sword.
At this time, Ling Feng activated the cold dragon's breath of the cold dragon sword, and a white cold dragon's phantom appeared, opening his mouth and spitting out a white dragon's breath, turning into a burst of ice soul power and impacting Zhu Chongyang's sea of consciousness.
Zhu Chongyang's soul cultivation level was only in the middle of the fourth level, so naturally he could not withstand the impact of the peak fourth level soul power, and his consciousness was instantly shaken. When he regained consciousness, a long sword was already placed on his neck.
"you win!"
Zhu Chongyang sighed and returned the sword to its sheath. Because the Holy Fire Sect had fought alongside Ling Feng, they knew how powerful Ling Feng's soul was. Therefore, they attacked with all their strength from the very beginning, hoping to defeat Ling Feng. Unexpectedly, they exposed their own trump card.
Ling Feng did not complain about Zhu Chongyang. In order to win the first place, he would naturally go all out. Therefore, he sheathed his sword, cupped his fists and said, "Promise!"
Immediately, he got off the ring and returned to where the Canglang disciples were.
The disciples of Yuancang's lineage congratulated Ling Feng one after another. Because he can defeat Zhu Chongyang, who is holding a fifth-level magic weapon, he is at least very promising compared to the top three.
At this time, the north side of the arena.
Master Yucang looked pleased and said: "Brother Yuancang, you have gained a good disciple!"
Master Yuancang smiled and said: "It's okay, you didn't embarrass me!"
At first, he only accepted Ling Feng out of kindness and did not want to abolish Ling Feng's martial arts. Unexpectedly, he actually accepted a true disciple who was at the level of a monster, and he made a lot of money.
Next to him, Master Xuancang said calmly: "Senior Brother Yuancang is too happy too early. Although Lin Feng's martial arts is good, he is still far away from the first place in the competition."
Master Yuancang did not refute. With Ling Feng's martial arts performance, he actually admitted that he was still a little behind. Obviously, Zhu Chongyang and Ding Qianyuan were not the strongest beings in this competition.
After a while, Dabi continued.
Dugu Ao, Luo Feng and others from the Canglang Sword Sect also came on stage.
Xu Haifeng, Ding Lingxuan, Duan Mulin, Shen You and other core true disciples whose cultivation levels had been raised to the eight-star level unexpectedly lost one after another, because all they encountered were strong men from the Martial Sect!
Ling Feng was not surprised at all, because the proportion of martial arts masters was too high. Take the Canglang Sword Sect for example. In addition to himself, Dugu Ao, and Luo Feng, there was also a martial arts master from Taicang Peak. . On average, there are four strong martial arts masters in each sect, that is, 28 strong martial arts masters, which shows how fierce the competition is! chapter;
