It wasn't until nightfall that Xiao Feng and his entourage squeezed back to the inn in amazement.

Han Jiangxue entered the jade pendant, and Xiao Feng said, "There may be a good show tonight, do you want to go and see it?"

"That's exactly what I mean!" Hearing this, Gu Tianfeng suddenly became interested, he was originally a martial artist, and for this kind of thing, it was a little bit of a thing.

So, as soon as everyone summed up, they directly set out and walked towards the outside of the inn.

Not long after he walked out, a roar sounded.

Everyone looked at each other and flew in the direction from which the voice came.

At the same time, there are also many people who come to see the excitement, and there are many people who want to have a praying mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches.

The scene that caught my eye was extremely intense, the more luxurious inn had been bombed into ruins, and at this time, two late-stage powerhouses of the Dou Sect were fighting fiercely on the ruins.

The thumping sound of the two big swords colliding with each other was endless, and some of the weaker ones could only watch the battle from afar, because the strength of the two was enough to stir up the strong people below the middle stage of the Dou Sect.

After a cup of tea, one of the young men fell to the ground first due to physical exhaustion.

Another young man walked over and dragged his Qiankun bag down so stiffly, and then took out the handsome flag, and then prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, several young people appeared on the field again, and their strength was all at the level of the late stage of Dou Zong.

"What? Do you want a piece of the pie too? But the handsome flag only has one shot, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to divide it. The young man looked at the four young men not far away, and although he was extremely nervous, he was also smart, and turned to provoke.

"Hmph, ignore him, we want to grab it!"

"Do it!"

The four of them only hesitated slightly, and then attacked the young man one after another.

The young man who had already experienced a hard battle was the opponent of the four, and he was beaten to the ground by the four in just three or two strokes.

After one person accepted the handsome flag, he immediately looked at the other three vigilantly.

"There are too many people here, let's find a place to compete, how about it?" one of them did not rush to make a move, but reminded him.

"That's great!" the other three nodded, and flew out of the city.

Although they thought so, it didn't mean that the rest of the people wouldn't chase them, no, just as the four of them left on the front foot, the seventy or eighty people behind them followed in an instant.

At the same time, there are not a few things like this happening in the entire Mercenary City, and under Xiao Feng's induction, there are at least more than a dozen places where such a picture is being staged.

"Tsk, it's really intense! You said that if they knew that each of us had one, would they attack us in groups?" Lin Hao looked at this scene, and suddenly felt palpitations, and couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"That's natural, after all, the number of handsome flags determines the qualifications for selecting opponents. Lin Xuan also echoed.

"Qualifications for choosing an opponent?" Hearing this, Xiao Feng frowned, and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course! For example, if you have a big banner and I have two, you can't pick me as an opponent, but I can only pick you or someone else. Lin Xuan nodded, looking as a matter of course.

"I'll go, why didn't you say it earlier. In this regard, Xiao Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Then you didn't ask me if I wasn't..."

"Okay, no more ink, Gu Tianfeng, you and the Black Beast Venerable go over there to find it, as for the two of you, just follow me!" After understanding the rules, Xiao Feng no longer had the idea of watching the battle, and instead commanded.

Saying and doing, Xiao Feng took Lin Xuan and Lin Hao and went straight to a place of battle.

And Gu Tianfeng and the Black Beast Venerable glanced at each other, and also walked towards a place of battle.

Xiao Feng's snatching banner is much more elegant, he took advantage of the battle, shrunk into an inch under his feet, and then the thousand illusion clones were launched, the man only felt a gust of wind sweeping, and the Qiankun bag on his waist disappeared, and Lin Xuan and Lin Hao completely became spectators.

As for Gu Tianfeng's side, it was a lot more violent, and every snatching of the banner was only successful after the two of them were scared by fierce force.

It wasn't until dawn that the chaos was over.

And the entire mercenary city has been tossed full of devastation, but the people who live here seem to be familiar with it, and they just take care of their own ruins.

Because the mercenary union will compensate as usual, even higher than their losses.

Xiao Feng Qiankun has twenty-four flags in his bag, and Gu Tianfeng has gained a lot, with sixteen flags.

I have to say that the behavior of the two is like robbers.

In a total of 100 flags, Xiao Feng's group occupied 43 flags, occupying nearly half of the huge data.

In the end, it was divided into ten poles of Hanjiangxue, nine poles per Lin Xuan and Lin Hao, eight poles of Gu Tianfeng, and as for Xiao Feng, it was a seven-pole banner.

Early in the morning, the group headed towards the headquarters of the mercenary union.

The headquarters of the Mercenary Guild is located in the very center of the Mercenary City, and although it is early in the morning, it is already overcrowded.

The people who looked at the black head were panicked, and from a distance they looked like locusts, and their scalps were numb.

Squeezed through the crowd, Xiao Feng and his party entered it.

"Ten handsome flags?"

Looking at the full ten handsome flags offered by Han Jiangxue, the people in charge of registration in the mercenary union were shocked, and it was not until half an hour later that they woke up and registered Han Jiangxue's name.

Then the two Lin Xuan brothers, Gu Tianfeng and Xiao Feng, also finished registering, and under the stunned gaze of the person in charge, they walked away.

After entering, looking at the formation of only 33 young players, the onlookers were a little unable to react for a while.

From 100 to 33 overnight, this gap is not small.

In this round of competition in previous years, there were at least sixty or seventy people, but this time, it was reduced by half at one time.

"Ahem, it seems that the number of people in this Wanjie Conference is a bit small, but this does not hinder, now I declare that those who have one handsome flag can only fight with the opponent who also has a handsome flag, and those who have two can find the corresponding person to fight, and so on. ”

"If someone has the most flags, they can wait until the finals, and now the player with the flag will come out. ”

After the old man in charge finished speaking, eleven young men and women appeared on the fighting platform.

"Well, there aren't many people, so I'll assign them directly, you compare with you, you follow you, and as for you, you'll have a bye in this round. The old man pointed to the eleven people and said one by one.

This kind of distribution really made Xiao Feng's forehead break out in a cold sweat, but I have to say that it was quite fresh.

The eleven did not refute this, and then the rest of the people retreated, and the first group stayed in Taishan and began to fight.

These two are both young men, and their strength is in the late stage of Douzong, but they are not equal.

The old man seems to be casually distributed, but it is obvious that these people with close strength are assigned together, and what he wants is who is stronger and who is weak.

Both men used gloves as weapons, but one of them was clearly not as strong as the other, and after hundreds of rounds, he was defeated.

Although the competition is extremely exciting in the eyes of others, in the eyes of Xiao Feng and others, it is extremely mediocre.

The next few competitions were like this, Xiao Feng suddenly felt bored, and instead set his eyes on the remaining seventeen young men and women.

Some of these people Xiao Feng has seen, but some are very unfamiliar.

To say that what caught Xiao Feng's attention was one of the extremely handsome men among the several people, this man was simply standing there, but his body exuded an incomparably strong self-confidence and a powerful aura.

The other is an ordinary-looking, short-stated thin man, this man belongs to the kind of existence that is still in the crowd and is difficult to find, giving Xiao Feng the feeling of being extremely simple, but it is such an ordinary man who makes Xiao Feng's gaze stay on him for the longest time.

The last one is a mysterious man wearing a black robe and a hat, with his arms around his chest, and there is only one kind of aura emanating from this man's body, and that is the murderous aura that is strong to the extreme.

It's as if he's not here to get a place, but to get revenge.

But this is not the main reason why Xiao Feng pays special attention to him, but because this man gives Xiao Feng a feeling that is both familiar and unfamiliar.

This inevitably made Xiao Feng's brows furrow slightly.

At the same time, the competition of one handsome flag is coming to an end, and the winning six people have to passively accept the challenge of two handsome flags.

There were only four people with two handsome flags, and after the old man in charge arranged it casually, he began the next battle.

......

This kind of competition lasted until nightfall, and Xiao Feng, who had already fallen into cultivation, was dragged by Gu Tianfeng beside him and woke up.

"The seven-pole handsome flag competition has begun!" After Gu Tianfeng's voice fell, Xiao Feng set his eyes on the arena.

At this time, the handsome young man was already standing on the competition platform, and the blood stains on the stage showed that the previous competition was also quite cruel.

After Xiao Feng stood up, his footsteps slowly stepped on, and the whole person appeared on the competition platform.

This hand not only made the people present marvel again and again, but even the unfathomable old man in charge looked at Xiao Feng with surprise.

"I haven't seen you yet, what's your name?" the handsome young man asked as he looked at Xiao Feng, who had already stepped onto the stage, and looked at his unfamiliar face.

"Xiao Feng, were all those people defeated by you?" Xiao Feng asked in surprise as he pointed to Man Ziluo and Yue Bufan, who were healing.

"It's not all, my name is Yuwen Feiying, let's get started. Yuwen Feiying put away his confident demeanor, looked at Xiao Feng who did not have the slightest nervousness, and said solemnly, and then took the lead in sacrificing the weapon, which was a folding fan.

As soon as the words fell, Yuwen Feiying rose from the ground, and the folding fan in his hand waved again and again, and the extremely sharp fighting spirit carried the roar that pierced the air, and shot towards Xiao Feng from its folding fan.

After dodging lightly, Xiao Feng slapped a palm at the Yuwen Flying Eagle who was rapidly approaching.

And Yuwen Feiying's figure suddenly came to an abrupt halt.