Today, the square is boiling to the extreme, it is enough to describe it as a sea of people, because today, the top three hundred winners will once challenge the quota of the fifty quasi-formal disciples, if breaking through the psychic realm is the cultivation goal of all miscellaneous disciples at this stage, then becoming a regular disciple is the life goal of all miscellaneous disciples.

There were fifty people standing at the front of the square, and in front of those people were ten standing platforms, and in front of the platform were the top three hundred disciples this time.

Today's referee's bench is also full, and those people today are not only here to occupy a seat to complete the sect's tasks, but today they are also here to see the outstanding disciples of the sect in the future. If it is said that many miscellaneous disciples are the mass foundation of the sect, then the main test disciples are the mainstay of the sect, because most of the elders above the main test disciples of the Qingyang Sect, the peak master, the sect master, and the Taishang elders, all started from the main test disciples, which ensures the loyalty and sense of belonging of everyone, and ensures that a sect is passed down from generation to generation.

Today there is only a challenge, and the prizes are even more generous, the first place in the challenge, the winner will be awarded twenty spirit runes, which can allow people below the psychic realm to drip blood and recognize the master to simply use some spells, such as short-range flight in the sky. Challenge the second place, the winner will be rewarded with a spirit rune ten, which can allow people below the psychic realm to drip blood and recognize the master can simply use some spells, and challenge the third place, the winner will be rewarded with a spirit rune ten, which can allow people below the psychic realm to drip blood and recognize the lord can simply use some spells. Challenge the fourth to tenth place, the winner will be rewarded with ten spirit runes, and one Yuan Li Dan, which can increase the power of those below the ninth layer, and can also purify the power, and eating more is invalid. Challenge the 11th to 50th place, and the winner will be awarded the fifth spirit rune.

If these prizes had been in the past, Wu Feng would have gone crazy, but now he was much calmer, and there were not magic weapons in the storage bag he picked up, as well as two medium-grade spiritual weapons and a high-grade spiritual weapon, pills, one of which was Guiyuan Dan, twenty pills, taken when the fifth layer of the psychic realm was taken, a bottle of Huang Xuandan, ten pills, taken when the psychic was above the fifth layer, and one bottle was the Yuan Li Pill, fifteen pills, not that one higher level than that. So now the most heart-warming thing for Wu Feng is the spirit rune, when he was in the demon world, the charm of the spirit rune has conquered Wu Feng, I wish I had a spirit rune in my hand before going to bed every day, and the first thing I saw when I woke up every day was the spirit rune.

At the beginning of the challenge, everyone writes down the ranking number to be challenged on a piece of paper, and then writes their names and rankings. Wu Feng challenged the tenth place, the big bull challenged the fourth place, the top three are forgotten, the magic weapon is not vegetarian, and the top three masters who may soon enter the psychic realm, Wu Feng doesn't want to go up to find a draw, besides, Wu Feng's goal is the ten spirit runes, and the tenth place is enough, anyway, the challenge is a waste of effort. And the same pair of three people challenged people thirty miles away.

The fastest of the five people on the field is Da Niu, his opponent is a senior sister with a whip, when Da Niu saw that his opponent was a female senior sister, he was stunned on the field, and waited for three times to react, Wu Fengxiao's stomach was about to cramp, and he shouted on the field, "Come on, Da Niu, your history will let the senior sister know." ”

"Poof......" Many people couldn't help laughing on the spot, and Wu Feng also regretted it as soon as he said it, and he shouted the wrong thing too happily. The senior sister blushed and glared at Wu Feng and Da Niu fiercely.

"Lan Ying, junior brother, please advise me. ”

"Well, I don't dare to advise, I don't dare to advise, please advise my sister. "Haha, there are even more people laughing this time, even the referee can't help but despise Da Niu, and Da Niu also knows that he is nervous and has said the wrong thing. simply didn't say anything and showed off his big axe, but when Da Niu saw that his big axe could almost cover Lan Ying's entire body, he couldn't help but remind her, "Senior sister, I'm here"

Lan Ying was furious, and conjured up six figures around the big cow is a wild pump, and the big cow stood in a small circle around and kept dodging, making it exactly the phantom of Wu Fengjiao's phantom trace, using the big axe as a stick in his hand, turning the tiger and the tiger, just like the big cow suddenly had four more round shields around him, blocking the whip shadow that was flying around his body.

In the middle of the night, Lan Ying stopped and stood on the stage with a slight pant, while Da Niu also stopped calmly and looked at Lan Ying innocently.

Everyone outside the field was shocked, it turned out that Da Niu's strength was so strong, looking at him like that, he might not have made a few layers of strength, and everyone in the referee's seat looked at Da Niu and their eyes flashed wildly, all thinking about how to open their mouths to the sect master after the ranking battle to collect Da Niu in his name.

"How many layers of strength did you just exert," Lan Ying shouted angrily.

The "three-tiered" bull answered truthfully.

"You ......" Lan Yingqi pointed at Da Niu angrily, and the whole person trembled. Smack, threw the whole whip at the big cow, and the person turned around and ran to the sidelines, the big cow moved the axe in front of him, and caught Lan Ying, who was running away with the whip in a daze.

Everyone looked at this strange challenge, this should be the first in the history of Qingyang Sect, and then the referee said, "Challenge the fourth place, Da Niu wins, and the next game is ......."

It was Wu Feng's turn to play, and the big bull who was cheering for Wu Feng outside the field was still staring blankly at the whip in his hand, and the three of them were looking at the big bull snickering weirdly. Wu Feng helplessly watched the big bull go to the stage.

"Wu Feng, please advise Senior Brother"

"Huang Lin" The man held back a cool look, Wu Feng said in his heart, if you say a few more words, you will die, you have a few pieces of meat, hum.

Huang Lin made a short blade, the handle is as long as the blade, it looks like a cold light, people can't help but feel a chill, Wu Feng solemnly turned up the long sword, started, three cold lights flashed, straight to Huang Lin's eyes, throat and dantian, Huang Lin's body was short and dodged the above two knives, one side of the body also pounced when blocking the knife below, a knife rose from under Baili Xin's abdomen, Wu Feng slanted down a little with his sword, "ding" the tip of the sword on the short blade, and the internal force spit out from the tip of the sword shook the two of them two steps at the same time.

The two glanced at each other, and both praised both sides, because both of them fought fast and fiercely, and each blow was a ruthless character who hit the most vulnerable place of the person and hit it to death.

"Come again" Wu Feng shouted, stepping on the lost steps, and rushed over first, the cold light flashed, like the stars in the sky, blinking and blinking, and instantly his heart seemed to have an understanding, and gradually Wu Feng seemed to know why this set of knife techniques was called the Cold Moon Knife. Because that is the artistic conception of the knife technique, in the knife technique, you are the boundless sky, the moon is your knife, the stars are your blade, you want to be bright, then bright.

If Wu Feng and Huang Lin were tied at the beginning, then now Huang Lin is completely pressed and beaten by Wu Feng, without the slightest strength to fight back, just holding tightly, and this is still when Wu Feng's main consciousness is still immersed in the perception of the artistic conception of the knife technique, just like this, Huang Lin can only hold on for a while at most, if Wu Feng comes out of the perception, then Huang Lin will definitely be defeated immediately.

Every time Wu Feng swings a sword at this time, people feel that there will be a piece of cold light flashing, and every bit of cold light is like a group of water swimming in the water, so that you have no trace, and you can feel that every bit of cold light is staring at you, and it may rush up to attack you at any time.

At the same time, everyone in the referee's seat was staring at Wu Feng at the same time at this time, watching the pieces of cold light flash, their eyes were full of surprise, and they couldn't help but say, "Artistic conception, that is the artistic conception of the sword, is this Wu Feng really only a ten-layer cultivation?"

Ding, Huang Lin's whole person was knocked out of the field with a short blade, and that little bit of cold light continued to flash towards Huang Lin in the air like long eyes, Huang Lin's eyes were full of despair, knowing that he would definitely die this time, because he also saw that Wu Feng was in a special realm, which was a level that he couldn't understand, unless Wu Feng could suddenly come out of it and withdraw the move, but it was almost impossible.

But Huang Lin is not an ordinary person, he tightened the shortness of his hand, gritted his teeth and was about to step forward to fight off a hand to squeeze out of it, when he felt that he was wrapped in a burst of power, and floated steadily backwards, and the cold light rushed towards Huang Lin from afar, plunged into that power, flashed and flashed six times before disappearing, turning his head and seeing an elder nodding and smiling at him, Huang Lin bowed and thanked him and retreated below.

It was another strange scene, Wu Feng was alone on the stage, stepping on footwork, dancing with a long sword, people flickered in countless cold lights, countless people opened their mouths wide, looking at Wu Feng's fantastic swordsmanship, at this time, even the other nine people who were fighting on the stage stopped, and at the same time, the first, second, and third people also looked at Wu Feng in the field with a shocked face.

When Wu Feng withdrew from the artistic conception of the cold moon, he saw that countless people in the field were looking at him with burning faces, which made Wu Feng suddenly gasp, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't, don't, I'm normal, I really don't have that hobby." "Rao Shi Wu Feng is used to hooligans, and he can't shave the skin of the knife, so he can't stand it, and he shouts loudly, "Hmm, may I ask the result of this challenge"

"Challenge the tenth place, Wu Fengsheng "

As soon as Wu Feng walked to the stage, Da Niu grabbed Wu Feng's hand, "Brother Baili, what kind of swordsmanship did you just have, why haven't I seen you use it before." There were all the people around him, and they all tilted their heads and pricked up their ears, "Meteor Sword" Wu Feng pinched one casually, if the roots of his feet were known by others, it would be a fart, wipe it clean and go back to sleep.

"Brother Baili, did you learn this swordsmanship, is it the same as the last time that the phantom maze and the iron mouth skill were taught by the master?" Wu Feng rolled his eyes, why did he want to learn every time he used something, so he simply drew one for you and pasted it on the wall, hung it, and became an example.