Xu Feiyang simply fulfilled the registration procedures and was arranged to wait in the ring, after all, the rules of this competition have been running for hundreds of years.

After a while, a young gray-robed man flew into the ring, but it was the Dancheng Venerable Master Ma Tianlong, who was presiding over the competition.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this Inner Sect Disciple Ranking Battle will be presided over by this seat. Next, the first challenge of the inner disciples began, and Xu Feiyang, a true disciple of the Refining Mortal Realm, challenged Wu Jiaying, who was the twentieth place in the inner door competition. Ma Tianlong said lightly, pointing his fingers, an arched light curtain appeared in the corner of the formation, and a figure slowly walked out, it was the Wu family camp.

When Wu Jiaying saw Xu Feiyang standing, the resentment on his face was not hidden, his eyes were murderous, and he didn't speak, just stood on the edge of the ring.

"Are you ready? Then let's start!" Ma Tianlong saw that the two of them didn't mean to greet each other, so he asked lightly and announced the start of the challenge.

At this time, on the high platform, when Kun Yang saw Xu Feiyang appear, his face showed a trace of surprise, and he said softly: "yes, why is that kid?"

When Mu Qiang heard this, he turned his head and asked softly, "Does the envoy know that disciple Xu Feiyang?"

"Not bad. This person once helped an inner disciple of the Shangzong sect, but he had a relationship with Kun. Kunyang nodded and said lightly.

"Oh? Mu Qiang also said with some surprise.

"To be precise, this son once helped a helpless child, but that child had a relationship with the sect and was accepted as a disciple by the elders of the sect, so the sect still owes him a favor. Kun Yang knew that Xu Feiyang should have been a casual cultivator at that time, so Lingji Mountain should not have heard of it, so he also explained a few more words.

"I didn't expect this son to be a warm-hearted person, no wonder the outfit is so weird, I'm afraid it is also related to the mundane rivers and lakes he has experienced. Mu Qiang also smiled lightly, and commented on the decoration of Xu Feiyang's two long swords.

"Hahaha, it's really different, with double swords, the outfit of a mundane knight, this is the only one in the cultivation world!" Kun Yang was also amused Hahaha, monks generally put items into the storage space, and rarely carried the spirit weapon on their backs.

"Kun really wants to see how this son fights!" Kun Yang looked interested.

But after Ma Tianlong announced the two on the stage, they began to be vigilant against each other.

Wu Jiaying was once defeated by Xu Feiyang in the Nanling Mountain Range, but in the past few years, he has also cultivated several powerful methods, coupled with some secret techniques taught by his father, he already has the idea of recalling the field in his heart.

Xu Feiyang has neither a good impression nor malice towards Wu Jiaying, but he has to fight for the top twenty places no matter what, after all, this is related to his fight for the place in the Netherworld Secret Realm, and it is the only way for him to replenish his essence and blood, and he can't miss it in the slightest.

Seeing the Wu family's camp attacking and killing, Xu Feiyang had no joy or sorrow on his face, and stood in place without making any move. Recently, he has been practicing the "Twelve Styles of Tianyuan", and his use of sword-style sword moves has improved a lot, and he has also observed other people's swords more carefully.

Seeing that Wu Jiaying had already rushed to the front, everyone watching the ceremony couldn't help but be a little surprised when they saw Xu Feiyang standing still. Could it be that this son was stupid, or did he deliberately go to the ring to bring humiliation on himself? He won't be knocked down by a single move, right?

Even the seniors on the high platform frowned, not understanding Xu Feiyang's plans, and even Ouyang Fei, who was full of confidence in him, looked at Xu Feiyang in the ring in surprise at this time.

Wu Jiaying saw that Xu Feiyang did not move, a hideous smile appeared on his face, and the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger, as if he wanted to kill him with a sword.

"Whirling and Flying!"

When Wu Jiaying's sword blade was sharpened in front of his forehead, Xu Feiyang's mouth was lightly opened.

I saw that the cyan long sword that was originally on my back came out of its sheath with a bang and quickly fell into Xu Feiyang's hands. The cyan sword shadow gently circled in front of him, blocking the long sword that came from the attack.

Xu Feiyang's figure did not stop, the long sword seemed to be pulled, pulling to the right, and Wu Jiaying's figure, together with the long sword, rushed away with the direction that Xu Feiyang was pulling.

With this move, Xu Feiyang stood behind Wu Jiaying, and with a slight "sharpening" of the long sword, the blade stabbed Wu Jiaying's neck.

Wu Jiaying thought that the overall situation had been decided, but he never thought that Xu Feiyang would have such a move, and the whole person involuntarily rushed forward, but Xu Feiyang stood behind him again, and suddenly his soul was in a hurry, and he wanted to turn around quickly, but at this time, a cold sword blade had reached his neck, making him dare not move at all.

One move, just one move to defeat the enemy!

Xu Feiyang glanced at the long sword in his hand, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, "Tian Yuan Twelve Styles" really did not disappoint him, although he did not use spells to attack, but this sword technique is indeed good for studying and cracking melee moves.

The most surprising thing is that the people on the high platform, although they are conceited and cultivated, but in Xu Feiyang, from the sword, blocking, to subduing the enemy, every action is smooth. However, in the middle of the breath, they didn't understand how this son did it, so they could only look at each other.

Kun Yang's eyes also lit up, and he praised: "Yes, it's really good!" 'Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit', this son deserves to say this! I don't know what kind of law your sect uses this son?"

Mu Qiang looked confused, he didn't understand how Xu Feiyang won at all, but he knew the posture of that move, wasn't this the "Tianyuan Twelve Styles" that was shelved by the sect and known as chicken ribs?

"Envoy, this is a sword recipe that the Sect once obtained in the hands of a scattered cultivator, called "Tianyuan Twelve Styles", but Mu Mou has carefully figured it out, this is just a secret book of ordinary rivers and lakes, which is very different from the cultivation realm method, and it cannot be urged by the true yuan mana at all. Mu Qiang thought about it and explained.

"Oh, no wonder this son went from making a move to controlling the enemy, and there was not a trace of true yuan aura on his whole body, it turned out to be the relationship of the sword technique. Wonderful, wonderful! It is really a bold idea to introduce the secrets of the ordinary people of the rivers and lakes into the cultivation of immortals. Kun Yang said with more and more appreciation when he heard this.

"Yes, this son's talent, temperament, and strength are superior. Mu Qiang also nodded and said in admiration.

Ma Tianlong was also surprised at this time, but seeing Xu Feiyang's long sword against Wu Jiaying's neck, needless to say, he knew the result of the competition, so he withdrew the formation and announced loudly: "Xu Feiyang wins!" Replace the inner disciple in the twentieth place, you can challenge the top ten rankings and strive for the top four qualifications." ”

When Xu Feiyang heard this, the long sword was sheathed with a "swish", and then after bowing to Ma Tianlong, he turned around and walked towards the location of Ouyang Fei and the others.

Wu Jiaying stood in place, and after a while, he turned his head to look at Xu Feiyang who was far away, his eyes were full of resentment, the great ups and downs of this life came too quickly, he thought that the revenge would be avenged, and he could humiliate the other party, but he didn't want to lose in one move, and achieved the other party's heroic image.

Song Yun stood under the stage, saw Xu Feiyang's chic figure, her eyes were shining, and she danced loudly: "I knew that Brother Xu would definitely win! Brother Xu is so powerful, so powerful!"

That image of an idiot made Song Guangming and the others standing next to him frown and crooked their noses, but the family disciples next to them looked at the stupid appearance of this with interest.

But everyone in the audience was a hundred faces at this time, and several women who made fun of Xu Feiyang with Song Bing in the morning broke out in cold sweat, and a trace of fear appeared in their eyes. Some of the other disciples were amazed, some were regretful, some were sudden, and some were aware of what they should have been.

Xu Feiyang didn't care about these, but came directly to the position of ranking to challenge the ring and sat in the twentieth place, with an indifferent look on his face.