86_86259 Qian Yi came to his senses after listening to the conversation between the two, and I have to say that Zhuo Zichen and Xia Ruolan really did a great favor to their fellow disciples invisibly.

"So you're going to do it?" Impotent looked at Mu Feng thoughtfully and said softly.

"Tomorrow, let's pick the early one first. Killing one should scare a lot of people! A trace of coldness flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, and he chuckled, and he also learned from them to be a fox and a fake tiger.

"Hahaha, I thought you were stupid in reading your brain these two days. This is the Mu Feng I know! ”

After finally knowing Mu Feng's plan, Qian Yi also laughed and slapped Mu Feng on the back, which immediately made Mu Feng speechless.

He once reminded Qianyi many times that he must not be rash when he encounters trouble, and he must get used to calming down and analyzing the shape. The result? It's like playing the piano to the cow, and Qianyi replied to him in a dignified manner: I can do it, and it's enough for you to use your brain. "But you can't be careless about those loose cultivators, and a small part of them are deliberately hiding their identities. And there is one person among the casual cultivators who seems to be quite strong. ”

Although Incompetence agrees with Mu Feng's idea, he also has some concerns in his heart, after all, there are two or three hundred people in the ground group, and no one knows if there will be a dark horse until the end.

"Deliberately hiding the identity is nothing more than being afraid of losing to his sect and losing face, I also found a person I don't know if it's the same as what you see, but it doesn't hurt ten rings, I let her be."

Mu Feng smiled slightly, and he didn't care very much about this, the result of the draw of the group of immortals this time was very wonderful, as if someone had deliberately done something from it, the strong sky group, the rookie protruding Xuan group, and the earth group and the yellow group were like a hodgepodge with nothing to do.

In the early morning of the next day, Qixia Peak was still shrouded in morning mist, this was the third day of the competition of the group of immortals, when Mu Feng pushed out, he saw Qian Yi at the door of the house talking and laughing with incompetence.

"I want you to rest a little longer."

"So early?" Mu Feng looked at Qianyi and incompetence in front of him in surprise, he had already gotten up early enough, but he didn't expect these two guys to be earlier than him.

"Nonsense, you have to pay attention to your first battle today." Qian Yi glanced at Mu Feng and replied as a matter of course.

Seeing that Qianyi looked more positive than himself, Mu Feng also shook his head with a wry smile.

"What about the Seal and the Seal?" Mu Feng stepped down the front steps of the house, came to the smiling incompetence and asked softly.

The three of them gave Mu Feng the feeling that they were inseparable, and seeing that only Wu Neng and Qian Yi had no sound and shadow of Yin Kong and Yin Shi, Mu Feng was also a little curious.

"The two of them are being punished, I really envy you that it doesn't matter if you win or lose." Impotent waved his hand helplessly, looking at Qianyi and Mu Feng with envy.

Mu Feng and Qianyi looked at each other bitterly, smiled bitterly and didn't answer, does it really matter if you win or lose this battle?

At noon, the Qingxuanshan Square was full of people, and the competition of the ground group was in full swing. Except for two rings near the edge, each of which stood a man and a woman wearing cyan robes embroidered with Qingxuanzong's sword-shaped ornaments, the other eight were fighting almost without interruption.

Many people were helpless to drop a jade medal after two or three people in the ring, and they were afraid that few people could hold on to the end in the face of the wheel war, Zhuo Zichen and they were different.

Because they all showed their strength strongly after defeating one or two opponents, they deterred those challengers, and stood out from the hundreds of participants in the Tian Group with almost no effort.

The sword light in the square ring was overflowing, the soul was dancing, and the sound of the dense collision between the blades actually overwhelmed the noisy voices in the square.

The dazzling and brilliant occult techniques of the young cultivators in the eight rings were frequently released, attracting thousands of people gathered around the ring, and their hearts were surging and excited.

These people have seen too many tricks to defeat the enemy in the competition of the previous day group, but they are more looking forward to and eager to see a close fight, although these people who are fighting in the ring at this moment are not Zhuo Zichen's level masters at all, but it seems that these people are more willing to give them applause and cheers.

"Are you sure in the early stage of the Xuan Rank?" At the edge of the square, Mu Feng and the three of them deliberately found a place with few people to watch from a distance, Qian Yi looked at the Qingxuan Sect disciple in the ring who had an indifferent expression and was watching the battle in several rings around him coldly, and asked softly.

Mu Feng smiled slightly but didn't answer, in the early days of the Xuan Rank, he would look up and worship half a year ago, but now Mu Feng, a person at this level, really doesn't really care, especially after Luoshi City solves the people of Tsing Yi Hall, the Xuan Rank is not invincible and unattainable.

"Don't expose your wealth, don't take out your two treasures."

Seeing Mu Fengcheng's appearance in his chest, Qian Yi leaned into his ear and whispered in a mysterious way.

Qianyi's advice also made Mu Feng quite speechless, and nodded with a wry smile.

The two treasures in his mouth, the ancient jade and the Spirit Rhino Divine Sword, although they are all on Mu Feng's body, but Mu Feng still doesn't know how to take the initiative to use them, at this moment Mu Feng's back is also carrying the ink-colored long sword cast by Siyin himself, this sword that sharpens iron like mud and shines brightly Mu Feng likes it very much.

At first, I was a little uncomfortable, but slowly I couldn't put it down. Since Si Yin left inexplicably, Mu Feng will think of Si Yin's smiling face like a lotus flower like the morning light every time he sees this sword, originally Mu Feng planned to give this sword a name, but as soon as this idea was spoken, it was stopped by Qian Yi.

Qianyi's reason for preventing Mu Feng from taking the name is very simple, the sword was forged by Siyin, and she should be named after it. In fact, Mu Feng knew very well in her heart that Qianyi hoped that Siyin could come back, and this sword was the only thought she left for the two of them.

"Okay, he's tired of standing, so I'll go and ask him to come down and rest."

When Mu Feng saw that Zhuo Zichen and the others were looking at him on the stone steps leading to the palace in the square, he smiled and waved his hand at Qian Yi and Incompetent beside him, and walked straight towards the ring occupied by the disciple of the Qingxuan Sect in the early stage of the Xuan Rank.

When Mu Feng jumped up in front of everyone's eyes, he jumped into the ring that had been occupied by a disciple of Qingxuanzong who looked sixteen or seventeen years old and looked handsome.

The cultivators who had originally gathered around this ring already felt that no one would challenge this ring, and when they looked at the blood-pumping battles that were being staged in the other rings, Mu Feng's appearance immediately attracted their attention to themselves