According to the usual practice, after the end of the Heaven and Earth Dragon and Tiger List, with the participation of the host of the craftsman's gate, the nobles who attended on behalf of the Great Xia Dynasty should make a short speech.

Congratulations to all the cultivators on the list, indicating the Great Xia royal court's position on the eclectic nature of the world's talents. Then, on behalf of the Dongcheng Academy, which hosted the Tsing Yi test, he encouraged the disciples of all sects to cultivate martial arts diligently, be brave and diligent, and get good results in the Tsing Yi test.

The face of the Great Xia Dynasty has been earned, and then there is an exchange between the disciples, that is, a chaotic comparison.

However, this time the Dragon and Tiger List, because of Yue Jianhong's challenge, directly entered the chaotic stage.

The nobleman who was sitting in the middle and wearing colorful clothes looked at Yue Jianhong with a displeased face, and raised his neatly trimmed eyebrows, just like the breakfast served by the waiter was not to her taste, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Since she was a senior disciple of the Sanqing Dao Sect, and she was facing Xu Feng, she really couldn't think of a reason to stop her.

According to the historical tradition of Chaobi, if someone challenges, the challenged person cannot refuse, and can only fight.

The Daomen value integrity, the sect values the reputation, especially the disciples from the famous sects, the geniuses on these lists regard the reputation as life, and in the face of other people's challenges, it is impossible to shirk and dodge, and they are cowardly and incompetent in front of everyone.

In fact, this is only the surface situation, and in the previous chaos, there are few life-and-death fights with all their might.

Because there is less than a month left before the Tsing Yi test, everyone deliberately hides their strength in front of the opponent, and they will not be stupid enough to fight for their lives, and winning is just to gain some reputation among the same door, if they are injured or simply defeated, it will have a great impact on the Tsing Yi test.

The scenario is often like this.

Everyone praised each other, complimented their opponents, or deliberately tested disciples with similar cultivation strength, and then walked to the middle of the field, made a few decent gestures, tried not to show the most powerful martial arts, carefully hid the killing moves of their masters, and even deliberately showed weakness and defeat, in order to paralyze the opponent.

At this time, on the cliff floor, there was no harmonious picture of polite greetings between the same door, and discussions between threes and twos.

In the solemn atmosphere, there is a faint expectation.

This time, Xu Feng didn't make everyone wait too long. He didn't answer, and directly took the attitude of taking action.

Get up and leave your seat and go straight to the center of the vast cliff. Under the clear autumn light, he stood up and put on a posture of facing the battle.

The cultivators knew that there was a good show to watch, so they left their seats one by one and gathered around the cliff.

Among the crowd, there was a young Taoist priest who was slightly short and had a simple face, looking at Xu Feng with an anxious face, looking very nervous.

He is a very ordinary disciple of Nanyangguan in Yingdu, and this time he followed the senior brothers to the Dragon and Tiger List, in order to have a long insight, but he didn't expect to be lucky enough to see the master of the door in person.

However, he was not nervous, but nervous Xu Feng.

Because this ordinary Taoist priest with no background, no backer, and no appearance, he was not meticulous enough and too sincere, and in dealing with the incident of the Taoist temple and the Yingdu gentry competing for a piece of land, he did not do the instructions of the door owner, and the door master punished him for burning the fire in the back kitchen for three years.

This young Taoist priest didn't understand it very much, because in his eyes, this Fang Tian's property was originally the gentry's, and there was nothing to fight about.

Over the past few months, he has a very good opinion of the door owner, starting from not liking what the door master does, and gradually disliking the door master as a person.

He was very distressed, and he was distressed that the idol that countless Daomen disciples were vying to imitate turned out to be such a person.

This kind of distress tormented him very painfully, and sometimes he wanted to tell out loud to those beautiful female disciples who were chasing after Senior Brother Yue—you saw the wrong person!

But he didn't dare, because he was just a little Taoist priest with an ordinary background, ordinary talent, and even an ordinary appearance.

Looking at Xu Feng on the cliffside, he suddenly became envious, and he didn't know why the young man in green clothes was so calm and self-consistent.

This kind of chic and calm is not facing the challenge of Senior Brother Yue, but a natural bearing, just under the gaze of countless cultivation disciples, if there is no one around, he naturally walks to the middle of the cliff and faces the challenge of the genius of the Daomen.

This ordinary little Taoist priest named Zhong Er was afraid that Xu Feng would be defeated miserably, just like he had once faced the anger of the Yue Sect Master.

There is a little anticipation, expecting a miracle to happen.

The black-clothed Taoist priests who had surrounded Xu Feng at the beginning had already come to the front of the crowd watching the battle, and their faces were full of ease watching the play.

"It's just the apocalypse, and I dare to challenge Senior Brother Yue, I hope he won't lose too quickly, and don't be too ugly when he begs for mercy. The young Taoist priest with soft hair on his mouth said.

"Senior Brother Tian is right, what's so great about pressing the list, cultivation ultimately depends on the strength of the realm. Not to mention Senior Brother Yue's thirteenth Tiger List, Senior Brother has been in the Golden Stone Realm for three years, and the degree of solidification of the Dao Law Golden Stone is highly praised by even the elders in the sect, and that kid has no chance of winning. ”

That Senior Brother Tian had just been stared at by the door master, and he was still worried at the moment, hoping that the door master would have a good time, fight happily, and sprinkle all his anger on Xu Feng. In this way, when the master of the door is happy, the punishment for himself may be lighter.

"It is rumored in the cultivation world that this kid has a record of cross-border challenges, and I think that the people I am facing are all third-rate people who are on the left side of the door, and the cultivation realm of my Sanqing Dao is real, not comparable to ordinary cultivators. The junior brother surnamed Tian said.

The other black-clothed disciple was a little calm, looked at the two who spoke mockingly, and said mysteriously: "What you said is right, the point is that Senior Brother Yue has ten thousand ways to defeat him......

A few people smiled slyly and said no more.

While speaking, Yue Jianhong lightly touched her toes next to the seat, volleyed away, and landed neatly opposite Xu Feng.

Jiang Liao and Li Ke didn't quite understand everyone's nervous gaze. Since Xu Feng took the initiative to face the battle, things would have a better ending, for Xu Feng.

The little Taoist priest Zhong stared intently at the two people on the cliff flat, his heart was a little chaotic, and he hoped that the master of the Yue Sect could maintain the dignity of the Daomen, and for a while, he hoped that Xu Feng's calm self-confidence could be maintained until the end.

Xu Feng looked at the handsome young Taoist in front of him, and couldn't help but admire in his heart.

Sure enough, it is the first door in the world, just such a casual stop, calm bearing, full of internal qi, the excitement under the anger has become indifferent and calm, standing on the cliff like a mountain. Those disciples of the Yunmeng Mountain Foothills Sect who had fought in Lijiazhuang were like ordinary teenagers fighting in the streets, bent over and slumped over, without the bearing that a cultivator should have.

"Let's get started. Xu Feng said lazily.

Yue Jianhong also had a Dao sword in his hand, he didn't make a move immediately, he wanted to look at Xu Feng a few more times, so as to contrast the contrast with the young man's painful begging for mercy a moment later.

He really didn't take Xu Feng in his eyes, the genius of the Sanqing Dao Sect, compared to the disciples of other sects, was not treated well by a star, but by a world of difference.

The Sanqing Daomen supported by the power of the dynasty, whether it is elixir, martial arts, magic weapons, or experienced teachers, everything is available, and he does not believe that he will be defeated by the disciples of the second-rate sect in the south.

What's more, he still has a few useful things on his body, and the waist of the young man opposite is empty, and even the rumored black stone has gone.

Thinking of this, Yue Jianhong's mouth overflowed with a chuckle, as if he had seen himself slaying demons and demons in front of the world's sects, and he was in the limelight.

After a while, Yue saw that the rainbow moved, the right hand that drew the sword sank slightly, there was no superfluous movement, and the true yuan that was extremely positive magically turned into several thin lines, and the spirit snake was generally wrapped around the dao sword, and came to Xu Feng in an instant.

It wasn't until he saw those spirit snake-like and bell-and-whistle True Yuan that Xu Feng finally figured out a way to deal with this Dao Sect genius.

......

There was a crisp sound, and it was particularly cold in the autumn sky.

Xu Fengping raised the black sword, his feet were slightly wrong, standing in the middle of the cliff, and his hands holding the sword were still trembling slightly.

Yue Jianhong stood in place with a shocked expression, his momentum was completely lost, the Dao sword was still in his hand, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his lips.

It seemed that he wanted to take two steps forward, but as soon as he stepped out of one foot, he could no longer stand, and fell to the ground with a thud, waving a few red and yellow autumn leaves on the cliff floor.

"You...... How can you ......?"

"It's strange to blame your father's name for not being good, what is the name is not good, it is called red, and the key is to be surnamed Yue. ”

Xu Feng shook his head slightly and said seriously.

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