In order to be able to compete at the same time, thirty-six competition platforms were opened outside the Tongwu Palace, and the competition of the ancestors was carried out first. Ten days later, it will be the return to the Yuan Realm. Yu Feifan is not interested in the Ancestral Realm cultivators, although there are many amazing talents in the sect, but the Ancestral Realm is the Ancestral Realm after all, and the Ancestral Realm cannot compete with the Returning Yuan Realm after all.

He now understood why most of those Returning Yuan Realm monks despised him at the beginning, and the gap between them could only be realized after entering the Returning Yuan Realm.

Yu Xian's competition Yu Feifan has watched a few games, and he has also achieved a certain ranking with the many spiritual weapons in his hand, and there is no problem in entering the top 100, but as for the top ten, I am afraid it will be a little difficult.

Yu Feifan didn't expect her to be in the top ten, the essence of a monk was to cultivate, and the supernatural means were just a barrier to cultivation. As long as Yu Xian cultivates wholeheartedly in the Sword Sect, it is not hopeless to enter the Guiyuan Realm.

It's just that he found out that Yu Xian didn't know when he was mixed up with Hou Zhen, and Yu Feifan just watched the two from a distance and didn't go to break them up. Everyone has their own chances, and since Yu Xian has already made a choice, he won't have anything more.

Ten days later, the competition of the monks of the Guiyuan Realm officially began. This also pushed the competition of the sect to a climax, after all, the real competition still depends on the monks of the Guiyuan Realm, and they are the backbone of the sect.

The way of the competition is very simple, there are 36 Dharma platforms, only one monk in the Dharma platform presides over the formation, only responsible for the appearance of both sides and the announcement of victory and defeat, the losing side can fly out of the Dharma platform on its own, otherwise there is only a life and death victory.

Yu Feifan looked at the number on his token and whispered: "8094!" This means that he is the ninety-fourth number of the eighth game, and whoever is the same as his number is the one who fights.

He stood on the stands around the Dharma Platform and secretly watched the other monks fight, and at this time, on the No. 7 Dharma Platform, a weak young man and a rough big man faced each other, seeing that their clothes were Zi Jianfeng and Fei Fu Feng disciples.

Neither of them made the first move, and they both looked more cautious, especially the weak young man's expression was uneasy.

"Hehe, since Daoist friends are unwilling to do it, don't blame Han. The rough man sneered and took out a purple eight-sided hammer from his body, and the hammer became larger in the wind, and suddenly it was about to smash on the weak monk.

Seeing this, the young man didn't dare to slack off, his body suddenly slid backwards, and the giant hammer smashed on the Dharma platform without even a pit. He also offered a silver whip, which stabbed straight into the face of the tall monk.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, another giant hammer suddenly appeared in the hand of the rough monk, and he directly flicked the silver whip back.

"Fellow Daoists!" the rough monk sacrificed the giant hammer in his hand as well, and the two giant hammers smashed into the thin monk one after the other like wheels. This is exactly the famous magic power of the rough monk, 'wheel hammer'.

After only a few breaths, the emaciated monk had been forced to the corner of the altar, and there was no way out, and almost all the monks thought that the emaciated monk had been defeated.

Yu Feifan's eyes flashed, and there was a trace of light in the depths of his eyes. Others may not have noticed, but he found that the thin monk was not blindly dodging, but regularly guiding the other party to attack.

"It looks like the winner will be decided at this moment!"

Sure enough, at the moment when the sledgehammer fell, the silver rune in the thin monk's hand flashed, and the whole person disappeared in place like a swimming fish, and then the silver whip in his hand was thrown forward, and the whole person of the rough man was restrained. Then with a finger of his hand, the whole person of Dahan was thrown out of the legal platform.

Dahan was thrown out of the platform with a mistake, his face flushed, and he left in a hurry.

Yu Feifan shook his head, if the two of them are about the same, if it is a life-and-death fight, it is really uncertain who will win and who will lose.

Soon, it was Yu Feifan's turn to play. His opponent turned out to be a female cultivator, dressed in a tight gown, stepping on a jade ring-shaped magic weapon under her feet, two white ribbons on her body, and looking at Yu Feifan cautiously with a delicate face.

Yu Feifan looked at the other party's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, and felt a little funny in his heart, although the magic weapon in this woman's hand was quite extraordinary, but looking at her, she should have just advanced and had no experience.

"Daoist friends dare to look at me!" Seeing that Yu Feifan was standing on the Dharma platform and did not mean to sacrifice the magic weapon, her thin eyebrows were upside down, and she was a little angry.

Her appearance Yu Feifan was not only angry, but a little funny, "How dare you look at Daoyou, it's just that there is no magic weapon in your hand to make Daoyou laugh." ”

"Really?" the woman was relieved when she heard Yu Feifan say this, with a hint of joy. She had indeed just advanced, and although she was confident in the magic weapon in her hand, she was a little jealous in her heart.

"Please be merciful to my junior sister?" Yu Feifan saw that this girl was a little cute, and couldn't help but want to tease her. What he didn't know was that Yu Linglong and Bai Fengjiu were standing together in the stands, "I didn't expect Senior Brother Yu to have this hobby." Bai Fengjiu said dissatisfiedly.

The corners of Yu Linglong's mouth were slightly cornered, and she said indifferently: "Is Senior Brother Yu also a male cultivator? ”

"Hmph, sure enough, men are the same. ”

"What's the matter? ”

"Senior sister, what's the matter, I'm just fighting for our junior sister who fell Fengfeng. ”

Yu Linglong's eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Seeing that Yu Feifan really didn't release any magic weapons, the woman on the altar immediately sacrificed the two ribbons on her body, and the two ribbons were intertwined and entangled to bind Yu Feifan.

Seeing that Yu Feifan was about to be restrained by herself, the woman's face was overjoyed, and she didn't even release the talisman weapon, she didn't expect that she would win the first battle so easily.

But the next moment, a white long sword was suddenly sacrificed by Yu Feifan, and then it attacked him in an instant. And the two ribbons he sacrificed were actually blocked by another long sword of the other party.

"Ahh It's just that since Yu Feifan made a move, he naturally wouldn't give her a chance to escape, and the spirit sword didn't fly towards the woman, but stabbed at the magic weapon at her feet.

The jade ring magic weapon was attacked, and the woman immediately fell off the magic platform with an unstable body, if it weren't for the spiritual power to protect herself, I was afraid that she would suffer a big loss.

"You!" As soon as the woman stabilized her figure, she immediately pointed at Yu Feifan and said, "Don't you have no magic weapons?"

As soon as these words came out, even Yu Feifan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he really met a strange woman.

"I won't let you go. The woman suddenly took out a white jade pendant from the storage bag, and the jade pendant emitted a soft light, which looked a little mysterious.

"Seal the jade talisman!" Yu Feifan saw the jade talisman in the woman's hand and immediately understood what the other party was holding, most of this jade talisman was sealed into it by high-level monks, and it was used to keep the disciples alive, it seemed that this female cultivator had some origins.

The woman's fingers flashed with white light and she was about to activate the jade talisman, but the next moment, a figure flashed, and the jade talisman in her hand was gone.

"Fellow Daoist, you've lost. Yu Feifan looked at the jade talisman in his hand, the Zimu Soul Sword kept wandering around his body, and the two ribbons were entangled by another Zimu Soul Sword.

"You gave me back the jade talisman?" the woman said angrily.

"I don't care about a jade talisman yet, but there are regulations on the Dharma platform, and if you refuse to admit defeat, I won't be able to return it to you. Yu Feifan smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, I'll admit defeat!" said the woman.

"The jade talisman will be returned to you," Yu Feifan immediately threw the jade talisman over with a wave of his hand, and the spiritual sense moved, and the soul sword wrapped around the ribbon was also summoned back by him.

Seeing that her two ribbons were freed from the entanglement, the woman immediately recalled the talisman, she glared at Yu Feifan fiercely, said "liar", and then turned around and walked outside the legal platform.

The waist card on Yu Feifan's body flashed for a while, and a winning word appeared on it.