As soon as it was dawn the next day, Xu Feiyang came to the square, and he chose a location for the No. 3 and No. 4 platforms.

According to the order of the competition, today Lin Yundong will compete with a ninth-level cultivator named Shan Xiong on the third platform, this person is a potential opponent, of course, he should carefully observe the opponent's means of responding to the enemy. In addition, on the fourth platform, Ouyang Fei will appear in the third game today, as a small friend, of course, he will not miss the opportunity to cheer for him.

"Senior Brother Xu, I didn't expect you to come so early. Not long after Xu Feiyang stood up, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Senior Brother Yang, it's not too late for you. Xu Feiyang turned around and said with a smile.

He watched Yang Qingyun's fight time, ranked first on tomorrow's No. 1 platform, and wanted to come today to see what potential opponents there were.

"Senior Brother Xu also came to observe Lin Yundong?" Yang Qingyun chuckled lightly and said in a low voice.

"Hehe, Xu just thinks it's more comfortable to stand in this position. Senior brother has already selected the opponent for the next round?" Xu Feiyang smiled "hehe", haha, and asked rhetorically.

"Hahaha, when Senior Brother Xu said this, then Yang came to accompany Senior Brother and also came to watch the demeanor of the first person in my inner disciple. However, junior brother, this Lin Yundong is very likely to get the first place among the inner disciples. Yang Qingyun first laughed, and then lowered his voice and whispered.

When Xu Feiyang heard this, he sighed for a few breaths, and then said indifferently: "What does this have to do with Xu? Xu is a true disciple, and he has no intention of fighting between inner disciples, as long as he can win a place to enter the Netherworld Secret Realm, as for whether he is the first or not, he doesn't care at all." ”

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Xu is right, what's the point of being the first and second? As long as you can get into the top four. However, I only hope that Yang will not meet Senior Brother Xu, otherwise he can only take the initiative to give up and admit defeat. Yang Qingyun laughed a few times, then sighed and said.

"Senior Brother Yang thinks too highly of Xu, even if you and I meet, we can have a hearty fight, what is the meaning of taking the initiative to admit defeat?" Xu Feiyang was a little stunned when he heard this.

Yang Qingyun thought about the scene where Xu Feiyang had killed five ghost path monks in the Huayang Mountain Range, shook his head, and didn't say much.

"yes, here we go. I didn't expect it to be Chen Junsheng's junior brother for the first time, but I didn't pay attention to it yesterday. Xu Feiyang said with a light smile.

"Yes, Senior Brother Chen has not been able to break through the ninth layer for a long time, and the realm consolidation and true yuan polishing have not been completed. And the opponent is the Meng Fang of Yuquan Peak, this person is known as the first disciple of Yuquan Peak, Senior Brother Chen should be inferior to the opponent. Yang Qingyun said with a solemn face.

"Oh, since he is in the game, Xu feels that winning or losing is secondary, and the most important thing is to give full play to his own strength and identify the shortcomings, so that he can improve them in the future. Xu Feiyang said indifferently.

"What Senior Brother Xu said is reasonable. Yang Qingyun didn't make many flowers, but quietly looked at the two people on the stage.

At this time, the Mongolian side also stepped into the ring, and the two stood more than 100 meters apart, just waiting for the deacon who presided over the ring to give an order, and they would start a fight.

"Ring No. 3, the first game, Huayang Peak Chen Junsheng vs. Yuquan Peak, the competition begins!" The deacon glanced at the two of them, and opened the formation with a token in his hand.

"Senior Brother Chen, please!" Meng Fang was behind with one hand, and made a gesture of invitation with the other, looking like he didn't take Chen Junsheng to heart.

"Senior Brother Meng, please!" Chen Junsheng also saluted, then took out the long sword, infused the true yuan and began to fight.

At the same time that Meng Fang took out the long sword in Chen Junsheng, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand, which was his famous sword, Qingyuan Sword.

I saw that he no longer spoke to Chen Junsheng, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, the long sword came out of his hand, and a green shadow rushed towards Chen Junsheng. This Mongolian side is not moving, and when he moves, he suddenly strikes and looks merciless.

Chen Junsheng had just taken out the long sword, thinking that the other party would be polite to each other, but he didn't want Meng Fang to just take out the Qingyuan sword, so he launched an attack. In a hurry, the long sword in his hand was horizontal, and he narrowly blocked the Qingyuan sword.

Senior Brother Chen's reaction was really not slow, and then Meng Mou was really good. Meng Fang recalled Qingyuan Sword, and said with a contemptuous smile on his face.

This time, Chen Junsheng didn't answer, but continued to inject true yuan into the long sword, then held the sword in his right hand, drew a circle in front of him, and suddenly with the long sword as the center point, a circular sword shadow quickly pushed forward.

"Sword Light Shield!"

Chen Junsheng roared in his mouth, the person moved with the sword, the sword followed the person, and quickly attacked the Mongolian side.

Seeing countless sword shadows attacking, Meng Fang did not panic, but the Qingyuan Sword in his hand kept shaking, sending out sword flowers one after another, and suddenly stabbed towards the sword light shield.

The sword flower emitted by the Qingyuan Sword made a "rubbing" sound on the sword light shield, emitting a string of sparks, reflecting the sword light shield like a ring of fire. It's just that the sword flowers gathered more and more, and gradually changed from sword flowers to sporadic sword rays, and then the sword rays converged and turned into a strong sword light, surrounding the center of the sword and shield, and the powerful sword light formed an impact force, which actually stopped the sword light shield in place.

Chen Junsheng saw that the sword light shield stopped, and was about to make a move, but suddenly the sword light began to flash violently, as if there was a powerful energy explosion.

Listening to Meng Fang's finger in the distance, the Qingyuan sword and sword light rushed straight to the center of the sword light shield.

"The sword flower blooms, breaks!"

Suddenly, Meng Fang let out a loud shout in his mouth, and with the word "broken" exited, the Qingyuan Sword just touched the center of the sword light shield, and then a strong light curtain dispersed, and the sword light shield, which was already a little shaky, made a "bang" sound, and suddenly dissipated.

Although the sword light shield dissipated, the sword light carried by the Qingyuan sword did not disappear, and still swept towards Chen Junsheng.

"It's not good! Break it into parts, the divine sword dances!" Chen Junsheng felt the power of the Qingyuan sword, and shouted "Not good", and then the long sword in his hand instantly suspended in front of him, and the index fingers and middle fingers of both hands were closed, drawing a circle in front of him, and then his hands turned into palms and pushed forward.

I saw that the sword light shield sword qi that was originally floating around seemed to be being pulled, and it gathered together, forming a circular sword and shield in front of Chen Junsheng again, but it looked slightly thinner and transparent than before.

"Bang!"

The Qingyuan sword collided with the sword and shield again, making a loud noise. The violent impact knocked Chen Junsheng back a few steps before he stood still tremblingly.

Chen Junsheng only felt that there was a mouthful of hot blood in his throat and was about to blurt out, so he hurriedly secretly used the law to decide, forcibly swallowed it into his stomach, and his face turned red.

At this time, the Qingyuan Sword was already declining, and Meng Fang waved eagerly, holding the Qingyuan Sword in his hand, and looked at Chen Junsheng with a smile on his face, looking light and light.

"Senior Brother Chen, but you want to admit defeat?" Meng Fang's voice was sharp, as if he was laughing.

"Hmph, if you want to defeat Chen, just come, Chen continue!" Chen Junsheng snorted coldly, holding the long sword in his hand, and said with an ugly face.

"Oh? It seems that it will take some effort, I thought it would be necessary to avoid this effort. Meng Fang muttered to himself, as if he was a little impatient.

This time, the Mongolian side did not greet Chen Junsheng, and at the moment when he said those words, the whole person was like a rabbit, and rushed towards Chen Junsheng, and his momentum continued to rise as he walked, obviously not wanting to entangle with Chen Junsheng anymore.