In the crowd, Wei Feng saw Wei Xuewu, Tian Buwei, and Tong Qingxue, his expression was not shocked, and his eyes finally fell on a team of eight women. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Red Sleeve Sect!

Yellow gauze skirt, eye-catching red silk cuffs, every woman is very beautiful, the figure is quite similar, the leader is a girl who seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, the appearance is very cute, with a seven-colored flower on her head, but it is a void period of cultivation.

Wei Feng knew that this was because he had taken the Zhuyan Pill, judging from his cultivation, the age of this girl was at least a few hundred years old. In this otherworld, appearance cannot determine age.

There was no Luo Lingyue in the team of the Red Sleeve Sect, although it had been expected, Wei Feng still couldn't help but regret it, and his expression was a little gloomy.

At the front of each team, there is a sign with the name of the organization. Fan Xin led the three of them and stood behind the sign of Liberty City, among this group of people, his cultivation was not high, but he was also calm.

An official of the Yue Kingdom, who fell from the height of the temple, wearing a brocade gold robe and a purple official hat inlaid with jewels, could not see his cultivation, and often the more so, the more unfathomable his cultivation became.

This person unfolded a pale gold scroll and announced loudly that this competition, adhering to the principle of fairness and justice, gambling friends, prohibits mutual attacks, prohibits cheating in private, and once discovered, there will be no forgiveness!

Wei Feng's brows furrowed, and he didn't say anything about restricting the use of mana divine sense, so his spiritual eye didn't seem to have much advantage.

After announcing the order, the official rose from the ground and disappeared from the top of the temple, and then a group of dozens of guards swept out of the temple and led each team into the temple in turn.

During this process, the participants did not say a word. You can't speak, there are so many great cultivators and high-level martial artists, no matter how small your voice is, it will be heard by others.

When entering the hall on the first floor, Wei Feng saw the list of contestants clearly written on the wall, his name was among them, and the leader of the Red Sleeve Sect was named Nangong Mei'er.

The name is very beautiful, but unfortunately he is also a demon who kills people without blinking, Wei Feng secretly prayed, wishing Luo Lingyue peace.

The beauty of the interior of the temple cannot be described by pen and ink, the floors are paved with dark blue marble, the walls are carved with beautiful frescoes, and the mana can be clearly felt flowing on it.

Along the winding corridor, all the way up, about the third floor, the four of them were led into a room by the guards and closed the door.

It was a spacious box, with spirit fruits on the table and a dozen carved chairs, lined up on one side.

The four of them brought chairs and sat down around the table, and the box was obscured by a shallow light curtain, so that they could roughly see the surrounding situation.

A circle of boxes, in the shape of a circle, sits the members of each participating team, and below is a spacious hall with dozens of square tables, which seems to be the casino.

The people in the box, affected by the light curtain, their faces were not too clear, but they couldn't block Wei Feng's see-through eyes, the Heaven and Earth Alliance was on the opposite side, and the Red Sleeve Sect was on the other side of the right hand.

There is a private room, slightly higher and spacious, with a special light curtain that presents a dazzling golden color, and it is impossible to see inside without a clairvoyant eye.

Wei Feng saw clearly, there was an old man in a purple robe sitting inside, wearing a golden crown, looking down calmly, this person was the only great monk of the Holy Period in the Yue Kingdom, Emperor Dongfang Qi.

Next to Dongfang Qi, sat the little princess Dongfang Yu, still dressed hot, holding Dongfang Qi's arm, particularly intimate.

Suddenly, Dongfang Yu turned his head to look this way, and Wei Feng hurriedly withdrew his eyes and pretended to talk to everyone.

"Hehe, this light curtain is specially made, you can hear the sound outside, but the sound inside will not come out. Only then did Fan Sing relax.

"Our saint is up, right?" Gu Ting leaned over and looked around.

"Tingting, don't look for it, I can guarantee that everyone who participated in the competition has never seen the appearance of the saint. "Fang Ru Hana.

"Will the Holy Lord also come to watch the game?" asked Gu Ting.

"It's coming, it's supposed to be in that special box. Fan Xin pointed to Dongfang Qi's box.

"Hehe, will the saint be very handsome?" Gu Ting laughed, although she couldn't see clearly, she still looked over there.

"Don't be a nymphomaniac, you still want to be a concubine?" Wei Feng said disdainfully.

"Haha, come again, Tingting's posture is not qualified to be a maid. Fang Ruhua laughed, and the wrinkles on her face were relaxed.

Gu Ting muttered, is she so unbearable? Although it is not as good as Tong Qingxue, in a group of women, it can be regarded as an eye-catching kind.

"Fan Lao, what kind of competition method is adopted? At the door just now, I didn't seem to make it clear. Wei Feng asked.

"The rules are different every time, the last time it was a knockout round, and to be honest, Liberty City was out in the first round. Fan Xin was embarrassed.

"This is too much, how can you see the level in one game?" Gu Ting complained, probably feeling that she didn't have a chance to play.

"Since it's a gamble, the element of luck is very important, and it's not important to gamble and lose! Fan Sinn said.

The official in the purple hat reappeared in the arena, floating in the air, announcing the rules of the competition, adopting a five-game competition system, the first four round-robin matches, counting points, and the fifth final, one game to win or lose.

Gu Ting slapped her face, very happy, this kind of rule marks her opportunity to play.

The second elder didn't react to Gu Ting's performance, if it weren't for Wei Feng's face, he wouldn't have brought her over if he played mahjong.

Officials then announced that the first round-robin match would begin, and the number of points would be guessed, for a total of five rounds. Each team can send two people to participate in the competition, and the team with the highest number of points can get a golden dice as a reward for the winner of the game.

"Xiaofeng, you are more powerful in this regard, go ahead, Tingting will also participate!" Fan Xin said.

"Great, no wins. Gu Ting raised her pink fist.

"How do you go down?" Wei Feng asked.

"The light curtain doesn't block people, just jump down. Fan Sinn said.

The participating teams have begun to act, their figures flickering frequently, falling below from the box, and the staff entered the venue, while maintaining order, while counting the participants according to the waist card.

Wei Feng rushed forward, broke through the light curtain, struggled to lift his true qi, took a few steps in the air, and landed smoothly on the ground.

Gu Ting followed, the action of landing was easier than Wei Feng, she thought that she was extremely chic, and the ox fork was facing the sky, when the two of them still attracted everyone's side eyes, they had never seen such a bad cultivation.

Freely formed a team, the table was filled with people in an instant, Wei Feng and Gu Ting each found a place to sit down. The staff came up and placed a square table mat with numbers written on it in front of everyone. (To be continued.) )