Now it seems that Yan Xiu's opponent, the person who retreated at the beginning, seems to have known the trick of Yan Xiu's magic weapon before, and his flying sword does not seem to be affected, and after Yan Xiu's Xuantie shield has played its role, the entire sword body is still flying.

Bai Feng turned his head and saw that at the edge of the playing field, many cultivators who had come to watch like himself were being attracted by the strange phase in this battle at the moment, some of them were so frightened that they retreated, as if they were afraid of being affected by the effect of this dark iron shield, and some of them seemed to be partial to evil, so they just flew in and tried to leave again.

But these people who came in were like small insects that had hit a spider's web, and they no longer had the slightest control over themselves, and some of them relied on their limbs to paddle desperately, trying to leave this strange soulless circle - in the world of immortal cultivators, there was often no new term for hundreds of years, but today, Bai Feng saw one.

The scope of influence of this Xuantie Shield that was cultivated by Yan already had a title, it was called the Soulless Circle, and the Xuantie Shield that was repaired was also given a new name for a magic weapon, which was called the Soul Devouring Shield.

In just half a breath, the sword that flew rapidly had already entered the Soulless Circle—the sword did not stop at the moment, and it still maintained a high speed.

At this time, Bai Feng saw Yan Xiu's face and showed a gentle smile.

He didn't understand why Yan Xiu was still laughing, because this sword was about to hit him, and it was only a hundred and ten zhang away from him, with the speed of this flying sword, even if Yan Xiu moved fast, it would be difficult to escape from the pursuit of this sword. Moreover, the Xuantie Shield he was so proud of was no longer valid at the moment!

But Yan Xiu didn't seem to care that his death was approaching, and he gently pushed the shield in his left hand away, as if he were gently throwing away a useless piece of waste—and this shield was almost the only barrier he had at the moment.

Soon, Bai Feng knew that this gentle push away actually had a deep meaning.

With the departure of this shield, the sword that was straight towards Yan Xiu followed uncontrollably - Bai Feng almost subconsciously looked towards Yan Xiu's opponent, but saw that the green tendons on the man's head were exposed, and it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength, wanting to get in touch with his flying sword and change the direction of the flying sword. But there was no response to his movements, and it flew towards the shield as if it was the new owner.

With Bai Feng's knowledge, the way of nature, and the usual suction power of the Xuantie Shield had little effect when the sword was still so far away. Even after being completely absorbed by the Xuantie Shield, as long as the flying sword owner has sufficient spiritual power, he can still forcibly switch the target of the attack with his speed. But judging from the battle situation on the scene, the sword was completely out of control after entering the Soulless Circle - this Soul Devouring Shield did not seem to be aimed at the cultivator himself, but the flying swords and magic weapons within the area of influence.

The suction of this shield only lasted for a short moment, and after the sword changed direction, Yan Xiu slowly moved over and took the shield back. At this moment, the opponent's sword was in front of Yan Xiu, less than a few inches away, and it passed by him at a super high speed, and he didn't care at all, as if it was not a flying sword that could shuttle people's names, but just a gust of wind, like a dry branch, he didn't even look at this sword, and after taking his own shield, he turned around and looked at his opponent.

Yan Xiu stretched out a hand, pinched the appearance of a sword trick, and pointed at the opponent who was sweating profusely and panicked - he didn't seem to be desperate, and in the exclamation of everyone, his opponent actually took out three more swords from behind him - this sword was not carried by him before the battle, it seemed to be sent by other bystanders in the arena - this is another strange thing, the Soul Detection Conference has a history of 720 years, but he has never encountered a player on one side of the field to "borrow" a flying sword from the field.

According to the rule that both sides are only allowed to use weapons approved by the referee, this seems to be a foul - but Bai Feng noticed that the referee did not make any moves, but just stared at Yan Xiu with burning eyes.

Yan Xiu's opponent was desperately injecting aura into these three swords at the moment. For this situation, Yan Xiu seemed to be slightly stunned, but then, without any hesitation, he directly pulled out his sword from his back. Then Yan Xiu rushed straight towards his opponent.

With Yan Xiu's action, Bai Feng could clearly see that the scope of the Spiritless Circle also changed immediately, in the direction behind Yan Xiu, many people broke away from the influence of the Spiritless Circle and regained their freedom, but in the direction of Yan Xiu's advancement, there were new people who fell into this predicament.

Bai Feng suddenly understood why the head of the sect sent him over to deal with this matter personally. It seems to be just a fresh magic weapon, but it is conceivable that if it is at a critical time, the opponent suddenly takes out such a magic weapon - think about this situation more terrifyingly, if Yan Xiu is in the Qianyang Gate, and suddenly takes out this magic weapon to use, the entire Qianyang Gate may be destroyed.

There is no way to get in touch with the flying sword and magic weapons, and this alone is enough to make every immortal cultivator feel creepy. Hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation were destroyed in one fell swoop, and the thousands of spirit stones accumulated by a sect, even the Void Stones, could no longer play a role—as a result, the battle mode of the entire Ascension Realm would undergo earth-shaking changes.

Fortunately, Yan Xiu obviously hadn't noticed that the function of his magic weapon had such a terrible application, which was also human nature, a good magic weapon, always find a place to try the power first-this competition is the best testing ground.

Yan Xiu's opponent was obviously very nervous about Yan Xiu's approach, and in a hurry, he released the three flying swords that had just been filled with some spiritual energy one after another, compared to the first one released before, the three subsequent swords were much slower, and obviously, the fate of these three swords would not be different from the first sword because of the slowdown.

This time, Yan Xiu didn't even throw away the Xuantie Shield, but only changed direction slightly, and avoided the attack of the three swords—after entering the Spiritless Zone, the cultivator could no longer make any adjustments to the direction of the sword.

Soon, these three swords also became three dead swords because they ran out of power, and they were quietly suspended in mid-air, and at this time, the spiritless area of Yan Xiu had completely enveloped the opponent.

Bai Feng noticed that Yan Xiu took out a small box from his hand at this time—he held the small box with his right hand holding the sword, and then the sword was in the spirit zone, quickly attacking the opponent.

A few seconds later, Yan Xiu's opponent shouted surrender before the sword arrived.

Yan Xiu won the victory without any suspense.

Like the previous 8 times, after Yan Xiu's victory, he didn't make any stops, and just like when he came, he quickly flew towards the periphery of the Spirit Detection Island. Without the slightest hesitation, Bai Feng immediately summoned his sword and chased after the other party.

A few minutes later, Yan Xiu stopped in front of a shop on the outskirts of the Spirit Verification Island, he seemed to know that Bai Feng had been following him, and turned his head to glance at Bai Feng. Bai Feng didn't dodge, but immediately greeted him.

"You are from Qianyangmen." Yan Xiu saw his identity at a glance from his robe, "This time I came to find me on purpose, it won't be because of the enmity of our sect." ”

Bai Feng didn't answer directly, but glanced at Yan Xiu up and down, and finally stopped on his Xuantie Shield, and then said, "Compared with Brother Dao's Xuantie Shield, it's just a Nine Heavens Gate...... It's really nothing. There are hundreds of sects that have enmity with Qianyangmen, and there are hundreds of them before how can we have this kung fu to remember them one by one. ”

"It's really the tone of the head of the nine major factions," Yan Xiu snorted, "Then you came to me to persuade me to abandon the darkness and turn to the light?" ”

"Don't tell lies in front of real people, that's exactly what it means." The name of Qianyangmen, needless to say Bai Feng, the entire Ascension Realm also knows that the recruitment of disciples in Qianyangmen has always been so simple and direct - if you are powerful, we will accept it! If you want to become more powerful, you must join us, and the first-class cultivation environment of the All-Ascension Heaven Realm is all within our sect - this is the natural greatest advantage of Qianyang Gate.

"It seems that Daoyou is still hesitating?" Bai Feng looked at Yan Xiu's expression and said lightly - Yan Xiu didn't agree immediately, this was beyond his expectations. Probably because this Yan Xiu still couldn't understand the specific meaning of Qianyangmen at all, Bai Feng opened his mouth again and said: "As long as you agree to join our Qianyangmen, if nothing else, just the spirit stone, I can allocate you at least 300 pieces in the first year for your cultivation and improvement." ”

300 spirit stones a year is already an unimaginably large amount of money for many ordinary immortal cultivators—this is equivalent to the amount that many people can accumulate for decades.

And Bai Feng didn't even say it completely, he said at least three hundred - with the importance that Qianyang Gate attaches to all kinds of magic weapons, and with the function of his Xuantie shield, even if he asks for it to be doubled after entering, or even doubled, I'm afraid it's not impossible.

Bai Feng could even imagine that just relying on this shield, this unknown Yan Xiu would most likely become an important figure in their Qianyang Sect in the future—the function of this shield alone could be called a nightmare for all rival sects.

"It's not hesitation," Yan Xiu shook his head lightly, and at this time, he lightly pointed to a small box on this stall with his hand, and said, "If your faction has the intention of wooing me just because of my shield, I implore your faction to take a look at it for a while." ”

"What do you mean?" Bai Feng frowned, and his words made him feel an indescribable emotion - the other party seemed to have some disdain for the blazing Qianyangmen, and in the middle of his words, there was obviously another deep meaning.

Bai Feng followed the position of his hand and looked at the box. There was also a price tag on it, it didn't look like a valuable artifact, and the store only marked the price of 2 spirit stones - but this thing was obviously not particularly worth buying.

Because everyone knows a minimum truth, scarcity is expensive, and this stall owner obviously has no understanding of this basic business logic, this whole stall, densely packed with a large stack of these small boxes, at first glance, there are as many as one hundred and ten.

In front of Bai Feng, the person who cultivated the words, handed one of them to Bai Feng, and then said to him: "You use it, and you will know." ”

Bai Feng swept it with his divine sense, and knew that this was an ordinary, unrecognized magic weapon - generally speaking, it could not be used, but it was not absolute. Some usually inferior magic weapons, even if they don't recognize the master, forcibly urge, but also have a certain effect, he tried to use his divine sense to urge - only this moment, the familiar feeling that he had experienced at the competition scene before came up again-his divine consciousness seemed to be completely sucked up by this small box in an instant.