Death Purgatory, as the most high-grade underground casino in the Mingyao Empire, everyone who came was a powerful person, and tonight, Purgatory is a grand event again, and the death challenge is open again after two years, except for the No. 1 battlefield, all the other places are closed, and everyone gathers on the No. 1 battlefield to see the event.

The princes and nobles, the children of the wealthy families came one after another, and the huge No. 1 battlefield was full, and many rich and young people who did not take the private room complained about it, but they still sat in their seats peacefully, because if they could win the private room, their power was by no means simple.

"Tianfeng, in the early stage of the fusion of scriptures!, is there a mistake!" Many people looked at the information displayed on the spirit jade in surprise, the death challenge will definitely skip the level, then the opponent will have someone who has entered the spiritual will, this watershed is extremely deadly.

"I'll go! It's still death purgatory mode, is this person too long?"

"It may be the genius of a big family, take this opportunity to attract attention!"

"Take your life to Bo? This mode has been open for so long, and there are very few people who survive!"

......

There were many people who were optimistic about the challenge, and many began to bet on how many days they would survive or whether they would make it out alive.

In the private room, Yan Tong looked at the time and said softly: "It's time to enter, Tianfeng, good luck!"

Feng Jianfei held the black-sheathed long sword, covering his face with one hand, his breath gradually blurred and difficult to identify, and followed Yan Tong's assistant and began to walk.

"Brother Feng, come on!" Qi Yunye said sincerely, he understood the danger of this trip, but he couldn't do anything but look forward to his efforts.

Xiao Lingyun looked at his back and said in a deep voice: "Come back alive, I will defeat you!"

"Death Purgatory, but Er'er, I'll wait for you to come back and clean up Qin Feng together!" Ming Yi said with a smile.

Qin Feng held the teacup with both hands and said calmly: "Ten days, after each day, you have a chance to choose to give up, but the life and death in the middle are only in your own hands, if you want to chase their footsteps, let me live for these ten days, and when the time comes, if you want to chase the clouds or Xiaoyu, I can help you match!"

Everyone's faces stiffened, when is this coming, you can still joke!

Feng Jian Fei's footsteps paused, turned his head to look at Qin Feng, the face covered by the mask, he couldn't see a trace of expression, and said coldly: "I came out alive, you give up the speed and fight with me in the same realm!"

Looking at Feng Jianfei's vague momentum, Qin Feng smiled heartily and nodded, "Okay, I'll give you this opportunity!"

Stepping on the stage, holding the sword and holding the hand, looking at the overcrowded stands around, I didn't expect that I would be so eye-catching, once upon a time, I was just a spectator in the corner, and now, I will star in this stage, then, burning! Let's create our glory together!

In the private room, Qin Feng flipped through the roster given by Yan Tong, and finally selected Feng Jianfei's first opponent and handed it to Yan Tong, Yan Tong looked at the chosen person, and trembled in his heart, are you sure this is not an opportunity to retaliate!

Yan Ning, the host of the first battlefield, Tsing Yi took his hand, standing on the high platform, as soon as the loud voice sounded, the audience suddenly quieted down, and said calmly: "The challenge of purgatory, which has been silent for two years, has opened again, and today will usher in one of our challengers, no matter what his age or strength, but he dares to participate in this challenge, his courage, his courage, should he be appreciated and encouraged by everyone?"

As soon as the words fell, thunderous applause rang out, as Yan Ning said, how many people here dared to participate, involving life and death, everyone was rational and solemn!

Yan Ning raised his hands slightly, motioned for everyone to stop, and continued: "Tianfeng, sixteen years old, in the early stage of the Fusion Scripture, according to the rules, he has been fighting from the early stage of the Fusion Scripture to the middle of the division realm, this extreme span general

It will be revealed in these ten days, how many times he can survive, how many days he can last, or whether he will successfully reach the top, everyone, make your choice, let's wait and see!"

"One day!"

"Two days!"

"What do you say! Such a courageous brother, is it right to reach the top? Climb to the top, a million gold coins!"

"Obviously young and ignorant, at most one day, two million gold coins!"

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Everyone began to gamble, different opinions, different choices!

In each private room, Feng Jianfei's strength was also being discussed, but the magic circle on the battle platform and the mask on his face forcibly cut off all spiritual sense detection.

"Where did this man come from?" a middle-aged man asked his men.

"I don't know, Purgatory has given a warning, strictly prohibiting us from investigating each other's identities, otherwise it will be regarded as opposing Purgatory!

The middle-aged man's face was a little surprised, behind the death purgatory stood the Mingyao royal family, which could make the purgatory issue this kind of declaration, it seemed that this person had a lot to do with the royal family, and said lightly: "Forget it!

"The first opponent, He Qiu!"

Listening to Yan Ning's announced opponent, everyone used the spirit jade to check He Qiu's information: He Qiu, in the early stage of the fusion of scriptures, the outcast of the Hundred Swords Gate, ranked twenty in purgatory......

As a prisoner, it seems that this purgatory is not simple. The interest in this has only intensified!

The magic circle fluctuated slightly, and a tall man walked into the battle platform with a long knife, his strong body was rich in powerful explosive power, and his hideous face looked at Feng Jian Fei in the opposite corner, and said with a burning gaze: "After so many years, I finally waited for such an opportunity, as long as I kill you, I can be free, boy, obediently suffer death!"

He Qiu pulled his knife, his body stepped on the ground, and he flew towards Fengjian, and the sharp long knife swung out a cold knife light, slashing from the sky.

"Has it started?" If Feng Jian Fei has enlightenment, he fights to the death, and dies in his life, it is enough for him to become the one who survives!

With his left foot on the ground, his body rotated, avoiding the sharp edge of the slash, and he drew his sword with his backhand, and the black and white light rose in the air, pasting against He Qiu's chest.

A superficial wound burst open in front of his chest, He Qiu's expression became solemn, and he slashed with his backhand, colliding repeatedly and widening the distance, this seemingly young boy was by no means simple, but nothing could stop him from gaining freedom.

"That's good! One move hurt the other party, it seems that Tianfeng still has two brushes!"

Discussions arose, but Feng Jianfei in the field couldn't hear anything, in his heart, there was only an opponent, not only to kill the other party, but also to save the effort in the most effortless way, they were all felons, they all deserved to die!

The figures of the two met each other again, the sword light and sword shadow flipped each other, and under the repeated attacks of He Qiu, they swung their swords and retreated, and their agile bodies avoided the fierce attack.

The long knife crossed the air, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and He Qiu began to erupt, and the wriggling arm danced the long knife to the extreme, and each blow was mixed with the sound of a whistling sound breaking through the air.

The long sword in his hand turned, and he lightly provoked the falling blade, and his left hand stared at his fingers, and a little cold light rose into the air.

It was just a gap, a finger of the sword passed through He Qiu's heart, the long knife stagnated, the sturdy body froze in place, and the spirit jade representing his identity in front of the stage shattered.

In a short period of time, the first opponent fell like this, which is really surprising.

Qin Feng looked at the battle situation with satisfaction, this is what it looks like! Although it is a rookie, it is just in his eyes.

On the first day of the battle, the opponents were all in the early stage of the fusion, although they were all vicious felons, but for Feng Jianfei, these opponents were not as terrible as imagined.

After more than ten battles in a row, the consumption of Feng Jian Fei was not very large, since Mo Shan and his party, his mind has been greatly strengthened, and his spiritual power has also become huge, which is enough to support high-intensity battles on the spiritual level.

Alas!

All kinds of sighs sounded in the stands, and sure enough, he was still too young!

Feng Jian Fei pulled the long sword, blocked the opponent's combo, and the force shook it back, pulled back, the power of ice flowed, and the wound on his chest instantly froze.

He looked at the weak woman in front of him, his half-open clothes exposed a large area of white skin, the spring light appeared, the pitiful expression was touching, and the perfect body was full of endless temptation, which made people can't help but feel pity.

"It's a pity, although this sword is not deadly, the impact is too great!" Ming Yi said lightly.

Qin Feng looked at this scene coldly, from the time he chose this opponent, he guessed this result, the pink skeleton, no matter how beautiful and attractive the appearance is, is a floating cloud between life and death after all.

Xiao Feng! Do you understand that when you hold the sword, your opponent is not divided between men and women, young and old, no matter what means you face, you must uphold your own heart, break through the delusion with a sword, and survive with your sword, this lesson is well remembered!

Qiu Yu, in the early stage of the fusion of scriptures, a disciple of the Mei Sect, ranked second in purgatory......

Disrupting the opponent's mind with his own body and paralyzing the opponent with charm is extremely fatal to a teenager who has not yet entered the world.

A group of rich children felt a slight chill in their hearts, fatally gentle, well!

Qiu Yu turned the slender long sword in her hand, twisted her soft waist lightly, completely ignoring the bare spring light on her chest, her delicate face showed a charming smile, and said in a moving voice: "Since my little brother likes my sister so much, why don't you stay with me!"

Feng Jianfei raised the long sword in his hand and said softly: "Sister is so beautiful, of course she needs a way to show your beauty better!"

"Oh, is there one?" Qiu Yujiao said with a smile, her every move revealing full temptation.

"Of course, I have two friends who say: the end of death, the bloom of blood, this is the most beautiful moment of a person's life. Such a beautiful sister, this is the only way to be worthy of you, and I will give a grand funeral!"

Feng Jian Fei crossed lightly, the frozen wound seemed to freeze his restless heart together, and the long sword in his hand pulled up endless cold light, pasting Qiu Yu's body.

Blood stained the air, countless wounds cracked on her body, Qiu Yu's face was slightly cold, she retreated, and the thin sword in her hand tried her best to intercept Feng Jian Fei's attack, when the so-called charm lost its effect, it was difficult to resist Feng Jian Fei's attack in terms of swordsmanship alone.

Qiu Yu endured the pain in her body, a poignant smile appeared on her face, and Chu Chu said pitifully: "Is the little brother so ruthless? Don't you pity your sister at all?"

"No, I'll let my sister see the most beautiful elegance!"

The long sword waved, transforming into countless sword shadows, the cold blade roamed on Qiu Yu's delicate skin, the sword marks cracked, and the blood flowing was stirred in the air by the spiritual power of Feng Jian Fei, and the power of extreme cold spread, urging the blood beads in the sky to freeze and crack, turning into tiny blood-colored crystal lotuses, which gradually fell.

Qiu Yu felt the thick chill around her, looking at the blood-colored crystal lotus falling from the sky, a trace of uneasiness appeared in her heart, and the face covered by the mask could not see a trace of expression.

She relentlessly, turned her spiritual power around her body, and stabbed at the young man with a phantom.

Feng Jianfei raised his left hand, the ice became a domain, the intention was frozen, the entire battle platform was covered with a layer of crystal thin ice, and a faint voice sounded: "Beautiful sister, I will give you the most beautiful gift!"

"Bi Lianhua!"

The power of ice is intertwined, freezing all actions around her in the frozen realm, Qiu Yu's body stiffened, and the blood in her body froze in the perception, turning ice crystals through her body, and suddenly countless blood-colored ice thorns pierced through her body, condensing into a delicate blood-colored crystal lotus in the extremely cold ice power.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were cold, the crystal lotus was in full bloom, and the blood-colored crystal lotus was all over the battle platform, and everyone looked at this grand scene in amazement, it was really the ultimate elegance!