In the early morning of the next day, the Heaven Sealing Society officially began, and since the Heaven Sealing Pool was opened ahead of schedule, the major forces did not have extra time to improve the venue of the Heaven Sealing Society.

All the rules are simple, no matter whether you live or die, the danger in the Fengtian Pool cannot be prevented, if you can't even protect your own life, then you are not qualified to enter the Fengtian Pool to seize the opportunity.

"Hey, it's boring, why haven't you reached those seed-level disciples yet. ”

Sanxiu, who was watching the game from the audience, complained that he had come from other continents hundreds of thousands of miles away, just to catch a glimpse of those true geniuses in battle.

"Hey, brother, then you have to wait, although everything is simple in this heavenly meeting, but it has only started for long, just wait patiently. ”

A monk beside him patted him on the shoulder, holding a square tablet made of dark iron in his hand.

"Alas, brother, what is this thing in your hand? ”

The casual cultivator asked curiously, it didn't seem to be a treasure.

"That's a small bet, isn't it? ”

The man showed him the iron plaque in his hand, and saw that the Xuantie plaque had the exclusive logo of Fan Chi Auction House on it.

"Is this iron medal the work of Fan Chi Auction House? Brother, what are you betting on? Hurry up, take my brother and I will gamble too." ”

"Naturally, the bets are on the popular monks, and if you bet on the monks who think they have a good chance of winning, you can make a lot of money every time they win. ”

The man laughed as he walked towards the plate closest to them with the Sanxiu beside him.

"Oh oh oh on, go on, go on!"

Just as they were about to leave, the audience erupted in fierce cheers.

Tread, tread.

The sound of crisp footsteps came to his ears, and a young man covered in dirty cloth walked to the stage with a pitch-black iron bar.

"Ahh ”

The young man looked bored and unconsciously clenched the black stick in his hand.

From the beginning of the Fengtian Society to the present, no matter how hard he tries, he has only solved more than a hundred people.

When is this a head?

The boy scratched the back of his head and looked at the opponent in front of him with murderous eyes in his eyes.

"Is he the stick king?"

Li Yang looked at the young man on the stage, and easily defeated one of the Moon Shadow Sect disciples he brought this time, who should have reached the silver level.

It stands to reason that it is not surprising that there is such a thing as a gifted demon in casual cultivation, and there are not a few casual cultivators who often get unknown treasures or opportunities.

However, this casual cultivation was different, with their Moon Shadow Sect's intelligence system, there was basically a record of all the possibilities that might threaten their disciples' advancement in this conference.

For example, which loose cultivators should be paid attention to, and which sects may have genius disciples who have been hidden for a long time.

But this "stick king" Wu Shi, Li Yang frowned, and watched intently as he continued to suppress his opponent with superb stick skills.

I've never heard of him, and I've never heard of him, it's like he appeared out of nowhere, just like the four demons of unknown origin in Moxuan Pavilion.

But the black stick in his hand, although it looked ordinary, Li Yang felt a dangerous aura from the black stick.

Li Yang sighed, go back and let Sun Hao's kid and Zhou Mengmeng pay more attention, after this Heaven Sealing Meeting, see if you can bring this Wu Shi over.

On the other side of the battle platform, Lin Mutian also looked at Wu Shi on the stage with a solemn face.

Like Li Yang's thoughts, this Wu Shi didn't know where it came from, as if it appeared out of thin air, but it was a bit late to collect his information on the entire Xuanying Ancient Star now.

Unlike Li Yang, Lin Mutian always felt that the ordinary-looking black stick in Wu Shi's hand had been seen somewhere.

Forget it, in addition to the little junior brother, Qin Xiaozi's battle also has to be seen.

Not long after Li Yang and Lin Mutian left, Wu Shi solved his opponent and knocked him unconscious.

"Well, those two people are gone, this kind of cultivation should be a sub-level disciple of the three top forces. ”

"Ah, I really want to fight with them, but I heard that there are four quasi-sub-level disciples in Moxuan Pavilion who have also come to the Heaven Sealing Society, so I guess we can meet them sooner or later, right?"

With that, Wu Shi ushered in his next opponent, and soon entered the battle state again.

On the other side, on the other eight-sided battle platforms, the battle was in full swing.

Due to the fact that Fengtianchi has great restrictions on cultivation, only monks who cultivate in the extreme body realm and the thousand-yuan realm can find out, so all those who cultivate in these two realms and are unwilling to be ordinary come to participate in this Fengtian meeting.

Fengtian will gather the young geniuses of the entire Xuan Ming Gu, and the opponents assigned to you are not so easy to defeat.

It is precisely because of this that all those who come to participate in the Fengtian Society are extraordinary in strength, which is why Wu Shi attracted Li Yang and Lin Mutian after defeating more than a hundred opponents.

He defeated his opponent so quickly that he was like an adult bullying a child.

As for the other battle platforms, which one is not entangled with the opponent and is inseparable? Except for some people.

"Sword Immortal!

A strong cry came, and a kind of monk in the audience cheered for the young man holding a white sword fetus on the stage, especially the female cultivator.

How could it be? How could it be? The young man on the battlefield who fell to his knees looked at his opponent in disbelief.

Is this the strength of the Moxuan Pavilion's preparatory sub-level disciples? he is also well-known among the Extreme Body Realm cultivators, but he is powerless to fight back when he beats him.

Ziyue glanced at the monk who was kneeling on one knee due to his injury, and there was not the slightest emotion in his eyes.

"Throw in the towel, you can't win against me. ”

The clear voice sounded in his ears, and the eyes of the young man who fell to the ground were full of unwillingness, because the rules of the Heaven Sealing Society were to maintain the winning rate, and once he lost more than three times, it was equivalent to failure.

And he has already lost twice, and if he admits defeat now, then the first dozens of games will be equivalent to winning for nothing.

Although he knew that he couldn't win the young man in front of him with a temperament like an immortal, he didn't want to admit defeat so easily, after all, if he could enter the Heavenly Pool, everything about him would be changed.

Then, under the gaze of the monks in the audience, who thought it was going to end, the young man stood up tremblingly.

Alas, why bother.

Ziyue sighed, his eyes full of helplessness.

His right hand clenched the wreath, and his dark eyes were full of cold chills.

Before the young man could react, he had already lost consciousness, and the last sight in his eyes was the fairy-like figure.

Fengtian Pond, I have to go, there are too many things in this Xuanying Ancient Star that exceed my expectations, especially this legendary Fengtian Pool.

"Sword Immortal, I'm afraid it's too much. ”

Ziyue raised his eyes and looked, and a figure he had never seen before appeared opposite him.

Dressed in a red suit embroidered with colorful clouds, his face is angular, his sword eyebrows are starry, and his smiling smile reminds Chendu of some living treasures.

"You're Bai Ziyue of Moxuan Pavilion, you're playing pretty well with the sword, it's just that the sword fairy is a little too much, right?"

The man still had a smiling face, but the battle intent on his body couldn't be hidden and leaked out, and the green sword in his hand was even more murderous.

"That's what they called it, I didn't say it myself. ”

Zi Yue shook his head, looking at the disciple of the Chixia Cave Heaven in front of him with a playful expression on his face.

"I didn't say that, but I think they said it pretty well. ”

"Aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"

The smile on the young man's face froze, replaced by a grim countenance.

"Why don't you try it?"

At this moment, the monks in the audience were holding their breath, this battle was too interesting!

How could that young man not be familiar with it? That was Guo Xiao, the preparatory sword son of Chixia Cave Heaven, who was evaluated by the world as a sword cultivator who was not inferior to Li Yuchan, the sword son of Moxuan Pavilion.

It can be said that he is one of the best sword cultivation masters in the younger generation, and a Qingxuan sword has killed many masters in the early stage of the half-step Thousand Yuan Realm.

"I've heard of Your Excellency's name a long time ago, the second disciple of Ji Xuan, the master of the Sword Pavilion Pavilion, easily defeated the Preparatory Xuanzi of the evil ghost Li Ming without a sword. ”

"It's just that I'm curious, is the record of defeating Li Ming a gimmick made by you and Li Ming, or is that Li Ming too weak?"

In just a few words, he belittled Mo Xuan Pavilion as worthless, and replaced it with someone else, and he was already angry.

"Li Ming is indeed not strong, but it is more than enough to clean you up. ”

"Hahaha! It's not a loss that he is called a little Taoist by Moxuan Pavilion, and he is quite crazy, but I don't know, your arrogance is worthy of your strength!"

Guo Xiao laughed loudly, instantly exerted strength in his legs, raised his sword and rushed towards Zi Yue, and the green sword in his hand spared no strength to stab at Zi Yue.

A fine light flashed in Ziyue's eyes, his feet stood firmly in place, his right hand lifted the wreckage abyss, and shook the green sword in Guo Xiao's hand with the spine of the sword.

Clang!

The crisp sound of gold and iron sounded, and the monks in the audience were all shocked by these two people.

Guo Xiao retreated and put himself in place, although his face was slightly surprised, he still had a smiling expression.

"It's not bad, it's qualified to be my opponent. ”

"yes, I don't think you're qualified. ”

Ziyue looked at Guo Xiao coldly, and with the sword just now, Chen Du felt a different feeling from his sword.

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and it is the gentleman of weapons, and all sword cultivators will care more or less about this.

But this Guo Xiao, not only soaked in poison with a sword, but even sacrificed a sword with a baby, has no virtue that a gentleman should have.

Ziyue's eyes were full of coldness, and the garbage in front of him had already made him murderous.

And Guo Xiao is the same, he has been mocking the other party since the beginning, but the other party not only doesn't care, but even doesn't care about himself in his eyes, as if he is not in his eyes at all.

This made him extremely angry, who is he? Chixia Cave Heaven's Reserve Sword Heavenly Son, the world's evaluation of his talent is not below Jian Xuan Li Yuchan.

But this Bai Ziyue in front of him is just a disciple who has just entered the Moxuan Pavilion, even if he is talented, so what?

How can he compare with him?Mo Xuan Pavilion's talented junior disciples, he has also killed a lot, but no one has ever looked down on him so much.

The expression in his eyes was like looking at a maggot, not just disgust, but more indifference.

What kind of thing are you, and you dare to look at me so presumptuously?!

Although he didn't show it, Guo Xiao was already mad at the moment, he had never been so insulted!

"Then let me see, what qualifications do you have to say that I am not qualified!"

After that, Guo Xiao took out his sword again, and every move was extremely fierce, pointing directly at the vital point of Chendu!

And Zi Yue also held the remnants of the abyss to fight against it, and each sword showed the style of a gentleman, resisting Guo Xiao's sword moves one by one.

For a while, the sound of gold and iron intersecting was endless, and the monks in the audience widened their eyes, for fear of missing something exciting.