"Hurry up and enter the field, the first round of formation competition is about to begin, so grinding!"

At this time, Peng Yishan was chatting with a few acquaintances while walking into the garden, and saw Yang Feng running in a hurry covered in blood, and there was actually a monk of the ninth layer of Jiedan chasing not far behind him, he immediately frowned slightly and urged, signaling Yang Feng to hurry in. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Although he has a very bad impression of Yang Feng, the other party is also a participant in the Formation Road Conference, what is the matter with letting people chase and kill outside the conference arena like this?

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, he had already seen Long Fei and them, and was about to call everyone to flee with him, but Peng Yishan's words reminded him. Wang Wenxing, who chased after him after entering the arena, must not dare to do it again, he just lacks time to heal his injuries now, and he will seize the opportunity to recover from his injuries with the opportunity to participate in the competition, and he may not be defeated if he fights with the other party after the competition, not to mention that his current formation cultivation is indeed in urgent need of improvement.

"Thank you seniors!" Yang Feng bowed to Peng Yishan, and his body shot directly towards Long Fei.

"This son has some ability, and the cultivation of the third layer of the foundation can actually escape the pursuit of the master of the ninth layer of Jiedan. Peng Yishan jokingly said to his friends, but his opinion of Yang Feng in his heart has not changed. It's just that the cultivation is so low and high, and he still dares to provoke the master of the Yudan period so ignorant of the seriousness, I really don't know how to say that he is good.

Wang Wenxing knew that the situation was not good when he saw Peng Yishan present from a distance, and aside from the distinguished status of the other party's fourth-level late-stage formation master and one of the judges of this year's Formation Dao Conference, he said that his realm of the Great Perfection of the Formation Pill was not something he could afford to provoke. However, he is not ready to let Yang Feng go like this, the other party obviously wants to use the protection of the Formation Dao Conference to survive, this is nothing, isn't it just a few days, he Wang Wenxing can afford to wait, and he can make the other party look good when the time comes. Wang Wenxing is now more inclined that there is no big force behind Yang Feng, otherwise he would have reported it to save his life when his life was at stake.

"Third brother, why are you so badly injured?" Long Fei asked with concern as soon as he saw Yang Feng, at this time everyone could see that Yang Feng's condition was very bad.

"It's no big deal, let's go first, and I'll talk to you slowly when I'm free." Yang Feng said hurriedly. He didn't dare to say that Xiao Xu Dong's family had all suffered a catastrophe, otherwise he was afraid that a few brothers would immediately go to fight with the people of the Guanghua Chamber of Commerce.

The competition was about to start, and everyone had no time to enjoy the beautiful garden scenery along the way, so they almost rushed all the way to the central square where the formation competition was held. At this time, the venue was already full, and the relatives and friends of the contestants and the forces of all parties who came to observe made the whole square crowded, but the overall order was quite good, and there was no chaotic and noisy scene as imagined.

Since Yang Feng was a contestant, he could enter directly through the special passage, and after showing his proof of participation to the deacon at the entrance of the passage, he and Long Fei separated again.

Hou Longjun had already seen his sect's Uncle Jiedan and a few senior brothers, but he didn't rush over to meet them, he felt that he should stay with a few brothers in life and death at this time.

A total of more than 1,000 formation mages signed up for the competition, and they will finally determine the top ten of this competition after four rounds of arduous competition.

"Are you Yang Feng?" said a young man of medium stature and a little fat.

"Are you?" Yang Feng had a little impression of this figure, but for a while he couldn't tell who the other party was.

"Leng Xinghan, we have met in Andong City, thank you for building the foundation, my father has now succeeded in building the foundation. The young man said with a grateful face.

"Brother Redface, hahaha, I didn't expect us to meet again here. Yang Feng happily patted the other party's shoulder and said. He had already remembered the story of the red-faced monk filial piety outside Anton City to save his father that day, and he wanted to make friends with the other party at that time, but Leng Xinghan hurried back to help his father build the foundation before the two hurriedly said goodbye. However, this Leng Xinghan's face was very white, and it had nothing to do with the red face at all, and his red face was just the effect of a concealment magic mask at the beginning.

"After my father successfully built the foundation, we went to Andong City to find you several times to express our gratitude, but we didn't find it, but fortunately, I finally met it today. Leng Xinghan said with a smile.

"Silence!" a majestic voice echoed throughout the audience, making the originally somewhat noisy square suddenly quiet.

"It is an honor for the old man Tai Ding to preside over this formation conference at the invitation of his old friend. Now I announce that the big competition will start now! Contestants are invited to enter the first level from the entrance on the right to be tested. You will face a mid-level dilemma, and the 128 people who will come out of it will enter the next round at the earliest, and the others will only be eliminated regrettably. ”

The person who spoke was a middle-aged monk with a fairy wind bone, and the aura on his body was very soft, but Yang Feng knew that the other party must be a great monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, and he could only vaguely feel that the other party should be in the early Yuan Infant realm.

Of the more than 1,000 participating formation mages, there are not a few who can get out of the second-level mid-stage dilemma, but only the first 128 people who come out first have a chance to enter the next round, which tests everyone's understanding and skills of the formation.

As soon as Yang Feng entered this trapped formation, he found that his divine sense was suppressed very much, and he could barely extend a range of 10 meters, which was quite detrimental to breaking the formation as soon as possible. He didn't know that the divine consciousness that other foundation building stage monks could extend here would not exceed three meters at all, even if there were a very small number of formation mages in the foundation stage, their divine consciousness could only detect a maximum of 8 meters away, and the level of formation that everyone could exert was less than sixty percent of the original.

After all, he was already a third-level mid-formation mage, Yang Feng quickly adapted to the environment in the trapped formation, he walked out of the trapped formation in less than five minutes. It's a pity that not only is he not the first, but he is not even in the top twenty, and among the people who broke the formation before him, there is Lu Yong of the Soul Locking Sect.

"With such a little ability, you dare to participate in the formation meeting, I'm afraid you won't even know how you died later!" Lu Yong snorted coldly and said, he had seen Yang Feng that day, and it must have been the other party who had caused him and Huangfu to be deflated by presiding over the formation in the Ye family's mansion, and he would not let go of any opportunity to attack his enemy.

"Are you Yang Feng?" a hostile voice came suddenly, and the person who spoke was a young man with a handsome face, he was Wang Wenxing's son Wang Guanyu. After Wang Wenxing entered, he secretly told his son to be careful of Yang Feng, but this aroused his competitive spirit. For Yang Feng, who dared to challenge the authority of his father and the Guanghua Chamber of Commerce, he had already included it in his must-kill list in his heart. There are a total of four rounds in the formation conference, and he has the opportunity to repair the other party, of course, provided that this guy who doesn't seem to be at a good level in the formation can hold on for so many rounds.

"Who are you, aren't you Wang Xingren?" Yang Feng saw Wang Wenxing's shadow on Wang Guanyu's face, and he had already guessed seven or eight points in his heart, and deliberately teased.

Although he was a little puzzled that Yang Feng's words were a little strange, Wang Guanyu still said proudly: "Yes, I am Wang Guanyu, the son of Wang Wenxing, the branch master of the Guanghua Chamber of Commerce. ”

Yang Feng smiled but did not speak.

"You're dead, kid!" Wang Guanyu immediately threatened with some annoyance when he saw Yang Feng ignoring him.

"Senior Sister Butterfly Dance, you really succeeded in breaking the formation first, it seems that you are the first place in the formation competition this time. ”

Another monk managed to break out of the trap, and as soon as he came out, he walked straight to a woman in red who had been looking down in the corner to think about things. This woman in red is about eighteen or nineteen years old, and she has a peerless appearance no less than Ji Mengfu and Miao Zitong, but there is an extremely arrogant aura in her bones, which makes people look very cold and glamorous, and they dare not approach to talk to her.

"Senior Brother Zhou has won the award. The woman in red named Butterfly Dance just said lightly, and then continued to think about it.

Huorong has a well-known stunning Shuangjiao, one is Wan Yaqing, the eldest lady from the Soul Locking Sect, and the other is the Butterfly Dance from the Guanghan Sect. Both of them have peerless looks that have made countless young male cultivators fall in love, but Butterfly Dance is extremely disdainful of this title of herself, she is a once-in-a-millennium Tianjiao in the formation realm, and she is not a lady who only has a vase effect.

"Senior Brother Zhou" was bored, but he seemed to have long been accustomed to Butterfly Dance's rejecting character of thousands of miles away, and still walked over with a smile, and then stood at a distance from Butterfly Dance, as if he was already satisfied.

"Zhou Shikai, you are a coward, you are afraid of chasing a girl like this, and you are probably losing all the face of Yanghua Sect. With the same name as people like you, I, Zhao Renjie, am really unlucky. Among those who succeeded in breaking through earlier, a very arrogant young man sneered at "Senior Brother Zhou" with a disdainful face.

Being openly counted down in front of his beloved, Zhou Shikai's face suddenly turned blue and red, he left the place where he was standing, and walked towards Zhao Renjie angrily, shouting angrily: "The surname is Zhao, I didn't provoke you, don't deceive people too much!"

Yang Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he noticed that the round of red sun embroidered on the Taoist robe on Zhao Renjie's body was really narrow, and the other party turned out to be a person from Lieyang Gate.

"You Zhao Ye likes to bully and coax goods, what's wrong with you, I'll take it all down. Zhao Renjie still said in an arrogant tone.

"You!" Zhou Shikai was almost angry, raising his fist and about to make a move.

A hand stopped in front of Zhou Shikai, and he couldn't push it for a while.

"Brother Zhou is angry, I'm afraid you'll suffer a big loss if you do it first. Yang Feng reminded him lightly.

Zhou Shikai suddenly came to his senses, Zhao Renjie wanted to provoke him to do it first, so that he would be expelled from the venue by the organizer and lose his qualification to continue to participate, and his intentions were very vicious.

"Thank you Brother Tai for reminding me. As soon as he figured it out, he immediately gave up his intention to continue to do it, and at the same time thanked Yang Feng with a fist.

Zhao Renjie glared at Yang Feng fiercely, and said fiercely: "Boy, which sect do you have, dare to meddle in other people's affairs, and live impatiently?"

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