Hearing this, Shi Yifeng stopped walking, turned around and walked briskly towards the fighting platform in the Jindan area, and stood at the forefront of watching the game. As for those monks who were familiar with Shi Yifeng, they obviously didn't want others to mistakenly think that they had anything to do with Shi Yifeng, and when they saw Shi Yifeng coming to their neighborhood, they all moved to the side intentionally or unintentionally.

Shi Yifeng was not angry when he saw this situation, this was already a better situation than expected. Compared to before, these people attacked themselves verbally, and even added bad words, and they wanted to kill themselves. This situation, on the contrary, is also a rare improvement for myself.

"Things need to be done slowly, and you can't ask these people to be passionate about them all at once, it's unrealistic. His face finally changed from the cold situation just now to slowly softened a lot.

As for how to deal with these people in the future, it is a trivial matter. Except for a few enemies who have a life-and-death enmity, he still doesn't want to kill these irrelevant people at will.

At this time, on the twenty fighting platforms, the monks who participated in the fighting competition were all ready.

The elders on the stage read out the rules of the game one by one. Finally, it was emphasized that it is absolutely forbidden to intentionally kill people, and if you kill someone, then you will have to kill this person at the ends of the earth. This news also dispelled Sima Kun's desire to kill Shi Yifeng in the fighting method with a murderous intent on his face in the distance.

Shi Yifeng's position was on the side of the fifth Doufa Platform, and there was no one else here besides himself. A figure standing here on the east side of the huge Doufa platform looks particularly distinctive. Even the two people on the stage stared intently at Shi Yifeng under the stage.

"Such a grand scene has been ruined by this evil star," the first thought that flashed through the minds of the two men was this. The elder in charge of order in the audience also stared at Shi Yifeng in embarrassment, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned his head, "The fighting method begins!"

"The Dajin Empire scattered Zhou Zifeng. "It was a monk with his hair draped over his shoulders, dressed in a garment made of animal skins, and his voice was heavy.

"The Luoyun Sect Fang Liming, a lot of advice. "Just finished saying that. Both of them slowly raised their hands, and their mouths kept chanting, and for a while, the entire fighting platform was filled with the spiritual power of the two of them.

The scattered cultivator named Zhou Zifeng obviously wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, and he did his best at the beginning, and the whole person rushed towards the monk of the Luoyun Sect at an extremely fast speed like a beast. This Fang Liming saw the other party coming over like this, and he didn't wait to think about it.

Leaping up, the flying sword on his right hand shot out a white light and shot towards the opponent. Zhou Zifeng's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't take a defensive posture, but was ready to forcibly resist the sword light with the strength of his body.

In an instant, the sword light came into contact with his body, and where Zhou Zifeng's body was hit by the sword light, there was no injury at all. Seeing that the sword light did not work, the monk of the Luoyun Sect changed his expression slightly, but his hand was not idle, he pinched the sword, and the flying sword in his hand quickly flew towards Zhou Zifeng's body.

Zhou Zifeng obviously knew that this flying sword was different from the sword light just now, this was a magic weapon refined by cultivators. Especially in sword cultivation, flying swords are the ability to protect one's own name. He didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly sacrificed the mace in his hand, and the mace suddenly collided with the flying sword. The sound of crackling and colliding continued to sound, and it was frozen for about a stick of incense. Both of them seem to have a huge consumption of spiritual power, and they don't seem to be willing to consume it like this.

"Brother Fang, if it goes on like this, unless life and death are facing each other, I don't know when we will be able to divide the winner or loser, it is better for you and me to decide the winner with one blow. "After all, it was Sanxiu who opened his mouth first, wanting to end the battle as soon as possible.

"Okay, then let's take a look at Brother Zhou's methods!" When Fang Liming heard this, he also did not show weakness, ready to defeat the enemy.

The two of them withdrew the magic weapon at the same time and began to sacrifice the most powerful means. In fact, it was a matter of a while, the mist above Fang Liming's head of the Falling Cloud Sect was steaming, and between a few breaths, these mist gradually condensed into a huge flying sword, and if you looked closely, it turned out that the flying sword had increased dozens of times with the blessing of spiritual power.

The scattered cultivator Zhou Zifeng's body suddenly disappeared from the flicker of spiritual power, his skin quickly petrified, and the sonorous sound was endless, obviously the art of refining the body had reached a certain level, and finally the body seemed to have turned into a humanoid stubborn stone.

At this moment, the huge flying sword stabbed towards Zhou Zifeng's body, and with a bang, the two collided and produced a huge amount of dust. The two of them snorted in unison, and after a long time, the dust slowly fell. A trace of blood slowly appeared at the corner of Zhou Zifeng's mouth, and he stood on the fighting platform with difficulty. And the monk of the Falling Cloud Sect fainted under the Doufa platform.

"This fight, Zhou Zifeng wins!" The elder who presided over the fighting method immediately announced the result. Then he hurriedly arranged for someone to carry the unconscious Fang Liming to another place for treatment. It wasn't until he received the news that Fang Liming woke up that the elder solemnly announced the start of the next game.

This battle was of great significance to Shi Yifeng. The dazzling magic weapon attacks of these two Jindan monks really touched Shi Yifeng's heart greatly, although the magic weapon is something outside the body, but if it is used properly. If it can really improve a person's strength, especially a person with equal strength, a magic weapon is more likely to determine victory or defeat, or even life and death.

The first day of fighting passed quickly, and after a day of watching, Shi Yifeng felt that he had gained a lot. This wonderful fighting method greatly stimulated Shi Yifeng's desire to win. I can't wait to participate in the next round of the competition immediately, so that I can verify what I have learned.

Due to the problem of time, the first round of fighting in the four regions was not completed, and for Shi Yifeng, the focus was of course the competition in the Jindan period. Shi Yifeng silently recorded every competition, and conducted a total of three hundred and twenty fighting competitions, among which there were several fighting methods, which were wonderful and impressive.

One of them was Shi Yifeng's sworn enemy, Sima Kun and a female disciple of Xuantianmen. Sima Kun's cultivation has reached the realm of the late stage of Jindan, but the feeling for Shi Yifeng is not very stable, as if he has been forcibly promoted with the help of pills.

And this female disciple of Xuantianmen, in addition to her beautiful face, is extremely violent, and as soon as she comes up, she is greeted by all kinds of cruel greetings on Sima Kun, and Sima Kun is powerless. As a result, it was naturally shot down outside the fighting platform in less than a stick of incense.

There is also a self-proclaimed monk of Qingshan Temple, who is obviously a monk who cultivates Buddhism. And his opponent was a cultivator from a cultivator called the Great Liao Empire, who was said to be the youngest son of the Great Liao monarch and was deeply loved by the Great Liao monarch.

When the two of them came up, they were humble and polite, who knew that when they started the fighting method, they almost destroyed the fighting platform. You must know that this fighting platform has been blessed by the formation, and it is extremely difficult to destroy. In the end, it was the monk named Fa Xuan who had a slight advantage and defeated the opponent with difficulty.

The last battle was quite different, the two seemed to have made an agreement, and they didn't do it like everyone else at all, but sat cross-legged and began to compete in the cultivation of spiritual power. The final result was a defeat for both sides, and after judgment, one of them was from a certain family of immortal cultivators named Gale Wind, and the cultivator with a very elegant appearance won.