Bai Fengjiu was silent for a while when he heard this, and said, "I don't know this person, but this time the disciples who can worship the disciples have all gone through harsh selection, and they all have outstanding points." ”

"Haha, it seems that Bai Daoyou has a lot of confidence in him. Oh, by the way, I forgot that Bai Daoyou also worshiped the Heavenly Sword Sect like them. The tall monk obviously didn't accept Bai Fengjiu's words, and secretly sneered.

He ranked second on the list of the day after tomorrow, and because of his use of an unusually heavy spear, he was known as Nan Batian.

As for the man who looked physically weak, he was the number one Hou Zhen, whose strength was unfathomable, and even Nan Batian would not dare to be presumptuous in front of him.

Bai Fengjiu knew that the other party was sarcastic about him, and his brows furrowed and then stretched out again, because at this time, the competition in the arena had already begun.

The white long sword in Zhang Xiaotian's hand shot out, and a dragon chant sword roared to shock the audience, causing the monks below to nod their heads.

"Where's your weapon?"

"Here!" Yu Feifan took out the bamboo sword at his waist and placed it in front of him casually.

"You dare to underestimate me?" Zhang Xiaotian said angrily.

"Daoist friends think that bamboo swords can't kill?"

"I was just going to teach you a lesson, but now I've changed my mind. Zhang Xiaotian flipped over the long sword in his hand, and the huge true qi on his body was released, and the clothes on his body were windless and automatic, looking very chic.

Yu Feifan remained motionless, neither releasing his true qi nor performing swordsmanship. In fact, there is only a trace of spiritual energy in his body now, and there is no way to release true qi at all.

The more Yu Feifan is like this, the stronger Zhang Xiaotian's anger becomes, and he has never been underestimated to such an extent. So as soon as it was shot, there was no reservation.

As soon as the figure moved, the long sword stabbed directly into Yu Feifan's face, and before Yu Feifan could use the bamboo sword to open it, Zhang Xiaotian's figure disappeared in front of him.

A sword that should have been stabbed head-on actually stabbed from Yu Feifan's side, and Yu Feifan didn't take it to heart although he was a little surprised.

As soon as the bamboo sword in his hand moved, it was just a moment to open the stabbing long sword.

Zhang Xiaotian missed a sword, his figure disappeared again, and in just a few breaths, Zhang Xiaotian had already stabbed seven or eight swords in a row, but no matter from that angle, Yu Feifan didn't even move his body, and he almost could pierce Yu Feifan, but he couldn't be stabbed at all.

No matter what the thousands of monks outside the venue had before, they were all quiet at the moment, perhaps they didn't expect that Yu Feifan could really resist Zhang Xiaotian.

Zhang Xiaotian saw that he had made more than ten swords in a row but could not stab Yu Feifan in the slightest, although he was surprised in his heart, he was not in a hurry, he had not yet used his trick.

Just after the twenty-first sword was stabbed, Zhang Xiaotian did not continue to stab out the long sword, but moved his body quickly, and the important thing about the eight steps of the dragon he cultivated was the body technique.

At this time, in order to stab Yu Feifan with one blow, Zhang Xiaotian had already urged the true qi in his body to the extreme. His true body was completely unrecognizable, and his figure and sword shadow were everywhere on the entire arena.

Yu Feifan's figure was completely covered by light and shadow, Zhang Xiaotian sneered in his heart, he was able to occupy the third position on the day after tomorrow list by relying on this move, if you have a deep cultivation, if you can't see the direction of the sword, it will be absolutely irresistible.

Yu Xiaoxian stood beside Yu Linglong, her face became a little nervous when she saw the changes in the field, although she was very confident in Yu Feifan, but after all, this was the Heavenly Sword Sect, and there was no shortage of genius cultivators.

Yu Feifan was in the shadow of the sword, but he didn't have any panic, his eyes flashed and he said secretly: "This Heavenly Sword Sect is really different, this kind of exercise can be regarded as an upper-level exercise in the acquired realm, if it weren't for the increase in spiritual consciousness after advancing to the innate realm, it would really be a little troublesome without using the Heavenly Demon Sword." ”

It's a pity that Yu Feifan has already advanced to the Innate Realm, even if he can't use spiritual power, but he has already discovered Zhang Xiaotian's location just by relying on his spiritual sense.

So when the long sword stabbed from his front to the center of his eyebrows, Yu Feifan just turned his body to the side, and the long sword missed.

"Not good!" Zhang Xiaotian saw that he stabbed his sword into the air, knowing that the other party had broken his own exercises and was about to withdraw. However, it is difficult to change the Recruit in an instant.

Yu Feifan naturally didn't want to continue to fight with the other party, his purpose was to lure out the person behind the other party, that is, the person who was bent on harming himself.

So the long sword in his hand turned slightly, and it was simply a pick-up. Zhang Xiaotian let out a painful sigh, and the long sword in his hand had already landed. His figure retreated, and the light and shadow on the platform immediately dissipated.

Zhang Xiaotian held his right wrist with his left hand and looked at Yu Feifan with a resentful and twisted expression: "Such a vicious person actually broke my wrist tendons!"

When the people below saw the scene on the field, they immediately realized that Yu Feifan had won, and some cheered and some were silent.

When he looked at Yu Feifan again, he didn't dare to have any contempt. He defeated Zhang Xiaotian, and naturally he was the third on the list of the day after tomorrow.

"Now you can say it. Yu Feifan didn't care about the attitude of the monks below, he pressed Zhang Xiaotian step by step and asked.

"I've already said that normal exchanges between monks within the Heavenly Sword Sect happen every day, and there's nothing strange about that. Zhang Xiaotian's eyes flashed with a hint of panic.

"If you don't tell me, I'll even break your other tendons, and if you don't, then I'll continue to break your veins until you're a complete waste. Yu Feifan's eyes were cold without a trace of emotion.

"I didn't expect you to be a ruthless person. Zhang Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said, he was indeed instructed by someone to trouble Yu Feifan, but he didn't even know the face of that person.

Zhang Xiaotian looked very embarrassed in the face of Yu Feifan's questioning, and he could feel from Yu Feifan's gaze that this person would not be soft on the matter of abolishing him.

"Okay, I said. Zhang Xiaotian said with some wavering.

At this moment, a pitch-black spear more than a foot long slammed down from the air, and if any monk was hit by this object, he was afraid that he would be crippled if he did not die.

"Since Your Excellency has already won, don't deceive people too much. The spear fell, and Nan Batian's tall figure stood on the arena and looked at Yu Feifan with a squint, the stout spear was held in his hand.

Zhang Xiaotian saw that Nan Ba was on the field, and his eyes rolled, and he took this opportunity to jump off the stage immediately.

"Who is Daoyou?" Yu Feifan avoided the spear, and looked at Nan Batian with his eyes slightly condensed.

"Nanbatian!"

As soon as these words came out, Yu Feifan didn't feel anything, but the monks below couldn't help but let out a burst of boos.

Nanbatian, that is the second existence on the list of the day after tomorrow. The cultivation method is very domineering, and the strength of one body is already a thousand catties.

"Why did you attack me?" asked Yu Feifan calmly.

"Haha, better than this spear in my hand, I'll tell you!" Nan Batian laughed.

Hearing this, Yu Feifan's eyes wandered around this person for a while, and he did not step off the platform. Swing the bamboo sword in your hand to signal the other party to make a move.

If he couldn't find the person who secretly attacked him, he wouldn't even be able to cultivate steadily. This person may not know who is the one who assassinated him.

But Yu Feifan didn't intend to be an unknown person, and cultivating a discipline would require courage to swim against the current. Moreover, he also has his own purpose in doing so.

Nan Batian is no better than Zhang Xiaotian, although the spear in his hand is bulky and heavy in his hand, it is very easy, which makes Yu Feifan also admire in his heart. In terms of strength alone, he is really no match for the other party.

It's a pity that Nan Batian has already lost from the beginning, because no matter how Nan Batian wields the spear in his hand and changes, Yu Feifan's figure can always be easily avoided.

So after a stick of incense, Nan Batian stopped attacking, looked at Yu Feifan with a somewhat unsteady breath and said, "Will Daoist friends only run away?"

Yu Feifan ignored him and just sneered, although this person has the strength of a thousand catties, he doesn't know the real fight.

"Brother Nan has already been defeated!" Hou Zhen frowned and said indifferently, his eyes were focused on Yu Feifan, this time he had to re-examine Yu Feifan, this monk who had just entered the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"That person named Yu Feifan didn't dare to take Senior Brother Nan's move at all, he could only run away, what kind of win. The bewitching woman beside him said unconvinced.