Shi Yifeng stopped walking when he heard this, turned around and walked briskly towards the fighting stage in the Jindan area, standing at the front of the crowd watching the competition. As for those monks who were familiar with Shi Yifeng, they obviously didn't want others to mistake themselves for Shi Yifeng.

What's the matter? When Shi Yifeng came near where he was, he moved to one side intentionally or unintentionally.

Shi Yifeng was not angry when he saw this situation. This was already a better situation than he had expected. Compared to the past, these people attacked him verbally, and even said bad words to each other, wishing to kill him. This situation was actually harmful to him.

It is also a rare improvement.

"Things need to happen slowly. You can't ask these people to be enthusiastic about you all at once. This is unrealistic." His face finally became softer from the stern look just now.

As for how to deal with these people in the future, that is a trivial matter. Except for a few enemies who have a life-and-death hatred, I still don't want to kill these irrelevant people at will.

At this time, the twenty monks participating in the martial arts competition on the fighting stage were all ready.

The elders on the stage read out the rules of the game one by one. Finally, they emphasized that killing people must not be intentional. If they kill people, they will be killed even to the ends of the earth. This news also dispelled the murderous intention in the distance.

Sima Kun's desire to kill Shi Yifeng in a battle of wits.

Shi Yifeng's position is on the side of the fifth fighting platform. There is no one else watching here except himself. There is a figure standing here on the east side of the huge fighting platform, which looks particularly different.

Even the two people on the stage were staring at Shi Yifeng in the audience.

"Such a grand occasion was ruined by this evil star," was the first thought that flashed in the minds of these two people. The elder in charge of order in the audience also stared at Shi Yifeng in embarrassment, and finally couldn't stand it any longer.

, then turned his head and said, "The battle begins!"

"Zhou Zifeng, a casual cultivator in the Great Jin Empire." The speaker was a monk with hair hanging on his shoulders, wearing clothing made of animal skins, and his voice was thick.

"Luoyun Sect Fang Liming, please give me your advice." Just after saying this, both of them slowly raised their hands and kept chanting. For a while, the entire fighting stage was filled with the spiritual power of the two.

The casual cultivator named Zhou Zifeng obviously wanted to end the battle as soon as possible. He used all his strength from the beginning. He rushed towards the Luoyun Sect cultivator at an extremely fast speed like a wild beast. Seeing the other party coming like this, Fang Liming said,

Without thinking about it.

He jumped up, and at the same time, the flying sword on his right hand shot out a beam of white light towards the opponent. Zhou Zifeng's expression remained unchanged, and he did not take a defensive posture. He was actually preparing to resist the sword light with his physical body.

In an instant, the sword light came into contact with the body, and there was no injury at all on Zhou Zifeng's body where the sword light hit him. When the Luo Yun Sect monk saw that the sword light had no effect, his expression changed slightly, but his hands were restless.

Holding the sword, the flying sword in his hand quickly flew towards Zhou Zifeng.

Zhou Zifeng obviously knew that this flying sword was different from the sword light just now. It was a magic weapon refined by Taoist cultivators. Especially for sword cultivators, flying swords are a special skill for protecting one's life and establishing one's reputation. He did not dare to overdo it and hurriedly took out the wolf fang in his hand.

The stick was thrown out, and the mace immediately collided with the flying sword. The crackling sound of collision continued, and the stalemate lasted for about a stick of incense. Both of them seemed to have consumed a lot of spiritual energy, and they seemed unwilling to continue to consume it like this.

"Brother Fang, if this continues, unless life and death are against each other, we don't know when the winner will be decided. How about you and I decide the winner with one strike." After all, it was the casual cultivator who spoke first, wanting to end the battle as soon as possible.

"Okay, let's see what Brother Zhou can do!" When Fang Liming heard this, he showed no weakness and was ready to defeat the enemy.

The two of them took back their magic weapons at the same time and began to use the most powerful method. In fact, it only took a while. The mist above Fang Liming's head of Luoyun Sect began to evaporate. In a few breaths, the mist gradually condensed into a huge flying sword.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the flying sword had grown dozens of times in size with the blessing of spiritual power.

The casual cultivator Zhou Zifeng suddenly lost the flicker of spiritual power all over his body, his skin quickly turned to stone, and the sonorous sound was heard endlessly. It was obvious that the body refining technique had reached a certain level, and finally his body seemed to have turned into a human-shaped stone.

At this moment, the huge flying sword stabbed towards Zhou Zifeng, and with a bang, the two collided, creating a huge cloud of dust. The two men snorted in unison, and after a long time the dust slowly fell away.

A trace of blood slowly appeared on the corner of Zhou Zifeng's mouth, and he stood on the fighting platform with difficulty. The monk from the Luoyun Sect fainted under the fighting platform.

"Zhou Zifeng wins this fight!" The elder who presided over the fight immediately announced the result. Then he quickly arranged for people to carry the unconscious Fang Liming to another place for treatment. It was not until he received the news that Fang Liming had woken up that the elder solemnly announced

The next round of fighting begins.

This battle is of great significance to Shi Yifeng. The dazzling magic weapon attacks of these two golden elixir monks really touched Shi Yifeng's heart. Although the magic weapon is an external thing, if used properly, it can really improve a person.

For people of similar strength, especially those with comparable strength, a magic weapon may determine victory or defeat, or even life or death.

The first day of fighting passed quickly. After a day of watching, Shi Yifeng felt that he had gained a lot. These wonderful fightings greatly stimulated Shi Yifeng's desire to win. He was eager to participate in the next round immediately.

You can also test what you have learned by yourself.

Due to time issues, the first round of fighting in the four areas was not completed. For Shi Yifeng, the focus was of course the Golden Elixir stage competition. Shi Yifeng silently recorded each competition, a total of three hundred and twenty

There were several battles in the field of fighting skills, and some of them were extremely exciting and impressive.

One of the scenes involved Shi Yifeng's mortal enemy, Sima Kun, and a female disciple of Xuantianmen. Sima Kun's cultivation had reached the late stage of Jindan, but it felt to Shi Yifeng that it was not stable, as if it was forcibly improved with the help of elixirs.

Come up.

But this female disciple of the Xuantian Clan, despite her beautiful face, was extremely violent. From the very beginning, she greeted Sima Kun with all kinds of cruel moves. Sima Kun was helpless. Naturally, the fight ended in less than a stick of incense.

Shot down outside the fighting arena.

There was also a scene where a man claimed to be the Buddhist monk of Qingshan Temple. This man was obviously a monk who practiced Buddhism intensively. His opponent was a cultivator from a country called Daliao Empire. It is said that this person was the king of Daliao.

His youngest son was deeply loved by the king of Liao.

When the two came up, they were courteous and courteous. Who would have thought that when they started fighting, they almost destroyed the fighting platform. You must know that this fighting platform is blessed by formations and is extremely difficult to destroy. In the end, it was this method called Fa Mie.

The monk was slightly better and defeated his opponent with difficulty.

The last battle was quite unusual. The two people seemed to have made an agreement. They didn't start fighting like the others. Instead, they sat cross-legged opposite each other and began to compete in mental strength. The final result was that both sides suffered losses.
Chapter completed!