The disciples discussed the identity of the black-robed man, and even some people only felt that this person was very familiar, but they couldn't guess his identity for a while. The patriarch's eyes fell on Feng Zhenghao's body again, as the head of the clan, he was naturally wise, how could he not guess Feng Zhenghao's mood at the moment?

Xindao: "Zhenghao's true power, if you fight head-on, it is actually stronger than Chengji, and it is ......" He looked at the black-robed man beside him out of the corner of his eye, his eyes flashed, and said: "Hanmo, Chengji, you two can take a rest." Zhenghao, Demon Sword, the two of you are on the field with this person next to me. ”

Feng Hanmo and Feng Chengji nodded yes, although the two of them were surprised that they couldn't end up, but thinking back to the means that the patriarch often expected, they had some understanding. When Feng Zhenghao heard this, a raging fire burned in his heart, and he agreed loudly, and the joy on his face was also obvious.

The disciples were talking a lot, and it was already a topic of conversation about Moji and the two not being able to play, not to mention the mysterious black-robed man, it was expected that Zhenghao could play, but why...... Can a first-class guest be played twice in a row?

Could it be that the patriarch is so optimistic about this person?

Regarding this situation, Murong Jun was a little surprised when he heard this, frowned, and said in his heart: "What is this patriarch's plan in his heart? Even if I can crush Liu Qinghe, it will only prove that I have the strength of the blood pill, but no one knows whether my strength is first-class or third-rate, and this patriarch just let me play?"

Unbelievable, Murong Jun asked Jian Lao, but even the resourceful latter couldn't know the tricks in the patriarch's heart. However, in Jian Lao's opinion, the mysterious black-robed man should be the hole card of the Feng family to win in the third level, after all, this third level only needs the strength of one person to crush everyone, and it is placed in the other two, and the strength is not much important at all.

According to Jian Lao's guess, the candidates who can play, no matter what the result is, can be rewarded by the Feng family. Could it be that the patriarch only showed his talent when he saw the Chinese side, and deliberately wooed him?

Murong Jun shook his head slowly, but he didn't quite agree with Jian Lao's guess in his heart.

When Siru was leaving, the host of the audience said loudly: "Please choose both sides to play!"

Murong Jun, Feng Zhenghao and the black-robed man walked into the field side by side, only to see the three people facing Liumen, Youyue walked on the far left, the one in the middle was the senior brother of Liumen, and the last person was actually a thin old man.

Murong Jun's face was stunned, and an old man came on the field? Then he thought about it, the rules of this dynasty have always only emphasized that cultivators who cannot exceed the transformation period can participate, but they do not explicitly stipulate that they must be gifted with a high degree of genius. It's just that in the competition between the first and second levels, it's nothing more than a talent, so people have the illusion that they must be genius disciples to participate.

Thinking of this, Murong Jun looked at the black-robed man beside him, thinking that the patriarch had thought of going with Liumen, and this black-robed man must be an elder of the Feng family.

The thin old man said: "Quack quack, old man Fengyu, do you think that if you are wrapped in a big black robe, I won't recognize you?

"Hmph, old ghost Liu, I can't imagine that you Liumen are willing to let you self-cultivation to participate in the competition, it seems that you are bound to win this third level. Feng Lao took off his big black robe with one hand, revealing a thin body.

Murong Jun and Feng Zhenghao looked at Feng Lao's appearance and were surprised. Feng Zhenghao said in his heart: "Isn't Elder Fengyu's cultivation in the transformation stage, how can he participate in the third level competition?"

The thin old man sneered: "You say that I am self-defeating, aren't you? You and I are only half a catty and eight taels, this third level, it depends on whether your realm is higher or my realm is higher." ”

The conversation between the two made the people around them suddenly realize that these two people were from a higher realm, destroying their own cultivation, and fell down to the peak of the blood pill, in order to compete at this level. And the two have the same bloodline cultivation, so it depends on who has a deeper understanding of the realm, and naturally can exert greater strength.

The two elders talked to themselves, and it seemed that the other four were already redundant beings in this level. Murong Jun was also happy to do this, and his eyes kept looking at Youyue.

Youyue looked at it and said coldly: "I hope you can make me an opponent." ”

As the host announced the rules, Feng Zhenghao was the first to enter the ring, and the other five people went off the sidelines.

The rumbling sounded, in the center of the test field, a huge stone platform rose from Wuzi, about dozens of zhang high, it stopped, Feng Zhenghao saw this, jumped up, stood firmly on the stone platform, and had the potential of a general

Feng Zhenghao looked at the black number 600 figure in the audience, and his eyes gradually sharpened.

Brush!

A figure in uniform flashed onto the high platform, and with the host's order, the competition began.

Feng Zhenghao was windy under his feet, preemptively, and a silver spear appeared in his hand, and when the spear was flicked, the head of the spear buzzed, turning into countless spear flowers and approaching the military system.

The first military strength on the field is only the lowest second-rate blood pill cultivation, facing the attack of the first-class blood pill Feng Zhenghao, he immediately resorted to the means of inheritance, holding the standard thin knife equipped with the army in his hand, a blood beast shadow melted into the thin knife, and when the thin knife appeared, a hideous beast face was displayed, and he went away with the spear.

But the difference in strength between the two is too great, one face, countless guns will flick the thin knife away, straight into the chest of the military system, the head of the gun just half an inch, the spear Wu stopped and pulled out, and with a sweep, the military system has fallen off the high platform.

Before the military figure landed, two more soldiers jumped onto the high platform, and as soon as they made a move, they inherited the tricks and beckoned away. The spear in Feng Zhenghao's hand swept out left and right, the spear was like a dragon, and it was easy to retract and release, and under the two moves, the military system of the two second-blooded pills fell down again.

followed by the four military figures on stage, with swords and guns on the stage, and tricks were exchanged.

Seeing this, the thin old man sneered: "I can't think of the people of the Feng family, but they are kind, even some people in the military system are not willing to kill, all of them are swept off the high platform, such behavior is said to be kind, it is better to say...... It's stupid. ”

When Feng Lao heard this, he snorted coldly and said: "The people of my Feng family are naturally compassionate, this is just a competition, killing people in the military system indiscriminately can only prove that the person is bloodthirsty, and only those with great strength can be free." The implication is to satirize the thin old man, bloodthirsty and murderous, but he has no strength to control it.

"Quack, the life of the ant, why not kill it? Bloodthirsty can also be practiced. ”

Murong Jun heard the words of the two, but he didn't think so, whether to kill or not to kill, it was all based on his state of mind. If the path of mental cultivation is to kill, then kill it; if the path of mental cultivation is good, then do not kill it; if you follow the path of the mind, you can go up on your own; if you violate the path of the mind, your cultivation will stop. Lin Zhifei said these words to him, and he remembered them for a long time.