A man walked out of the main hall.

He came from Yunzhou to hear the news, and he came to the stage to defend not to win the ranking, but to be able to make the trip worthwhile, and by the way, show his strength to see if there is a chance to be favored by the sect powerhouses in the front row and worship in his door.

"Seal the sea, dare to fight?"

The loose cultivator on the stage saw that no one was on the stage, so he simply named the seal of the sea.

Feng Hai was the first disciple of the Changbai Sword Sect to accept this time, and if he could defeat him, he might be able to let the Changbai Sword Sect take him into his sect.

"Why don't you dare!"

Feng Hai was stunned for a moment, and then stood up.

Although he was hit by Li Zhou, he was not afraid of the scattered cultivation in front of him.

As soon as the two of them stood on the battle platform, the enchantment on the stage seemed to emerge, turning into a golden light curtain that enveloped the whole audience, isolating the inside and outside of the battle platform.

Bang!

The two figures collided only once, and the scattered cultivator was directly knocked upside down by a punch, slammed into the enchantment, and then fell to the ground.

"I throw in the towel!"

The first battle starts and ends at a rather fast pace.

The embarrassed end of the scattered cultivator obviously realized the gap between himself and Feng Hai.

Seeing this, Feng Hai regained his faith and stepped down.

One battle can be rested, and the second half of this Spring and Autumn Banquet is allowed to be attended by sect disciples, so he doesn't dare to be too arrogant.

With his resignation, another loose cultivator came to power.

"The disciple in the last row of the Changbai Sword Sect, please advise!" The scattered cultivator looked at the weakest disciple in the Changbai Sword Sect and invited him.

Obviously, since Feng Hai couldn't take it, they shifted their attention to the disciples of various sects, as long as they could defeat it, they could also prove themselves.

"Good!"

The disciple of the Changbai Sword Sect responded lightly, and then stepped onto the stage.

The enchantment lit up, and then as the loose cultivator conceded defeat, the two returned to the stage separately.

Whether it is Feng Hai or a sect disciple, it is not easy to gnaw.

The scene calmed down for a while, and then another Sanxiu came to the stage, repeating the choice of the two before.

Battles without waves are constantly staged on the battlefield.

The people of many sects in front of the Spring and Autumn Hall seemed to be a little tired, and their eyelids drooped a lot.

Obviously, looking at this group of unpopular monks in their realm, fighting is like a battle-hardened warrior watching a group of yellow-haired babies fight, and they can't stand it at all.

Feng Hai sat down and watched a few games, and was also challenged a few times.

His face had already softened from Li Zhou's blow, and there was a smile on his face.

Since they are all such weak existences, it is better for him to go up and fight them first, and he can also leave a good impression in front of Elder Yang.

With this in mind, he stood up directly from his seat.

"I'm going to fight you!"

This was the first time he took the initiative to challenge, and he walked out of the banquet with an overbearing arrogance on his face.

On the battle platform, Sanxiu, who had already won three games, changed his face slightly.

Enchantment opens.

The spiritual power on that loose cultivator's body rose, and he bombarded Feng Hai with a punch.

This punch was just a test, and his figure did not rush out.

However, Feng Hai had no intention of tempting, since he decided to perform well, then of course he had to show his strongest side.

The spiritual power on Feng Hai's body rose, rolling up the black robe on his body, and his figure swept out, like a long sword off the string.

The fist wind caused a roar above the battle platform.

The two fists slammed into each other, and the collision of the two spiritual powers turned into an aftermath and rippled away, obscuring everyone's sight.

Boom!

A loud bang resounded over the battlefield with the sound of bones shattering.

As the two collision sounds faded, everyone heard the screams behind the sounds.

The aftermath dissipated, and saw that Feng Hai was still standing calmly on the battle platform, but the enemy Sanxiu was the whole person fainting to death in the corner of the enchantment, and the right arm that collided with Feng Hai was even more bloody, and he didn't know how many injuries he had suffered.

"Not bad!"

Seeing this, Yang Zhijie in front of the hall nodded with satisfaction, as if to say that he was worthy of being my chosen disciple.

The faces of the disciples of the various sects on the left were calm, obviously they had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, but the monks and scattered cultivators of the Jin Kingdom on the right did have a slight change in complexion, obviously disagreeing with Feng Hai's attack.

However, at this moment, no one dared to say that it was not good to seal the sea, and they were afraid that they would be challenged by the seal of the sea and lose face.

As the cultivator fell unconscious, the barrier naturally opened.

Feng Hai took a step forward, kicked it down under the battle platform, and then swept his gaze to the group of loose cultivators on the right.

"I'm sorry, Feng Hai's hand is a little heavy, but if you don't accept anything, although you can come up to take revenge, Feng is waiting here!"

There was a condescension in his words.

"You ......"

During the banquet, all the scattered cultivators changed color, clenched their fists, and were furious.

Feng Hai's words were obviously intended to provoke all the scattered cultivators present.

"So arrogant, let's learn it next!"

In the crowd, one of the loose cultivators stood up and stared at Feng Hai on the battle platform with gritted teeth.

He is not a stunned young man, it's just that his brother was seriously injured and comatose by Feng Hai and kicked off the battle platform, originally he also thought about it, after all, the skills on the battle platform are not as good as others, but Feng Hai is still so arrogant, he can't help it, and he has to take the risk to go up to fight.

"Okay, fulfill you!"

Feng Hai looked at him with a smile.

With the gaze of a group of scattered cultivators, the man rushed to the battle platform.

The enchantment lights up.

He turned over his hand and took out a long knife, and slashed directly at Feng Hai's head and face.

There was a wisp of sword aura on the blade, glowing with crimson light, but the aura was only from the middle realm.

Feng Hai looked at the long knife from far and near, but a hint of banter appeared on the corner of his mouth, his talent was worse than him, and his realm was a small realm lower than him, and he dared to come up and die.

I saw him slap out with one palm, and his strong spiritual power turned into a blue palm.

The long knife broke inch by inch, and all the fragments were rolled up by the palm force, and then slammed into the chest of the scattered cultivator with a thunderous force.

The blade shards plunged straight into his chest, blood flowing.

He held the handle of the knife in his whole hand, his expression remained angry, his eyes were huge, but the corners of his mouth slowly flowed a bright red.

"You ......"

That Sanxiu looked at Feng Hai and was about to speak, but a large amount of blood poured out of his mouth.

He coughed up blood three times, and vomited a pool of blood in front of him, only then did he notice a pain in front of him, and when he looked down, he saw that there were nearly ten fragments of long knives on his chest, which were plunged into his flesh, and one of them was only less than an inch away from his heart, which was extremely dangerous.

The anger on his face faded like a tidal wave, replaced by fear.

"I ...... Throw in the towel!" he said with a shudder.

The barrier then vanished.

Feng Hai waved his hand casually, and a stream of spiritual power poured out and slapped it down under the battle platform.

"The seniors of the Yunzhou Dao Palace said that the sword on the battle platform has no eyes, and I ask you to do what you can!" Feng Hai didn't bother to look at him, but looked at those scattered cultivators with a smile.

These two battles didn't consume a few percent of his spiritual power at all.

He finally found an opportunity to raise his eyebrows at the Spring and Autumn Banquet, that is, to suppress this group of loose cultivators.

The scattered cultivators gritted their teeth, but they didn't dare to come forward.

They saw that the guards of the East Palace carried two bamboo frames to the back of the Spring and Autumn Palace, and not to mention the injury, they threw them all to their grandmother's house.

"Why, you are practicing this little bit of cultivation, and no one dares to come up and give teachings?"

"I've already fought two battles in a row, and I have an advantage in coming to power at this time, don't you dare to go up?"

"Hehe, it seems that I have seen you from below, and it is difficult for the local chicken and tile dog to become a big tool!"

Feng Hai saw that the scattered cultivators below were indifferent, and his words couldn't help but become sharper.

The disciples of the major sects on the left didn't have any idea about the Spring and Autumn Banquet, after all, they all knew in their hearts who the three rewards in front of the hall were for.

Most of the disciples of these sects came with the mentality of watching the excitement, and now that there is a lively scene, they are also happy to see it.

The monks of all ethnic groups in the Jin Kingdom on the right, although they feel a little too much when they see this, but most of their families have an old relationship with the Feng family, so it is not easy to say anything, even if they want to say anything, looking at Feng Hai's appearance of being a Taoist now, they don't dare to say it, after all, they have families, and they are afraid of being settled by the autumn queen.

"This Feng Hai is jumping too happily!" Li Zhou approached Chen Changan and said trivially: "Brother Chen, why don't I clean him up?"

Obviously, with Li Zhou, a young man who has just entered the rivers and lakes, he can't get used to this kind of monk who is not strong and will only bully the weak.

"Don't worry, let him be proud a few more times. ”

Chen Changan looked at the battle platform calmly and said lightly.

"Why?" asked Li Zhou suspiciously.

Chen Changan's face was calm, and he explained lightly: "Look at the current Fenghai, although he is arrogant, he is still sensible, and his eyes are still clear and restrained, if you come to power now, he may immediately admit defeat." ”

"Oh, you're saying let him win a few more games, use the victory to get his mind away, and when the time comes, I'll challenge him again, and he'll take it all in one bite. Li Zhou said suddenly.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Chen Changan's mouth.

"Brother Chen is really clever, I was negligent!" Li Zhou also had a wicked smile on his face.

They didn't notice that Tang Xuerou's gaze on one side fell on the ethereal crystal in front of the hall.

Tang Xuerou's eyes fluctuated slightly, looking at the ethereal crystal, but there was hesitation and hesitation in her heart.

She also wanted to test her talent, she wanted to practice, she didn't want to hold Chen Changan back, and she didn't want to have a scene like the Tang Mansion that day, seeing her father and husband in danger, but she couldn't do anything.

Her little hands were clenched tightly, and she didn't know how to speak.

Above the main hall.

The group of scattered cultivators were stimulated by the ban for a while, and sure enough, a few more people were carried away by anger.

One by one, they took turns on stage.

Their results are not too far from the previous two.

Serious injuries or coma.

One, two, three...... Seven games were played.

With the addition of the previous two, there are nine in total.

Feng Hai stood on the battle platform, his face was ruddy and high-spirited, and he was only one game away from winning ten consecutive victories.

As long as you win ten in a row, it's also a good talk to pass it on.

So, his voice became louder and he shouted to the people on the left side of the battle platform.

"Who else?"

"Who's going to fight me?"