Now, the day is getting closer and closer to the end of the martial arts competition, even if Cai Kun can grab the third place to defend the ring, he must not have the energy to fight against the other two representatives.

The Southern Patriarch was a little helpless, for the sake of today's plan, all he could count on was the reinforcement disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect, and everything could only be planned after they arrived. He estimated the time, and if there were no unexpected reinforcements, he would be able to reach Burning Sun City in the near future.

Yun Feng watched outside the ring for a whole day, and did not return to the inn until evening. The cultivation of the people participating in the fight is uneven, and the strongest should be Tu Nan, the representative of the hundred schools, Lu Yi, the representative of the Chen family, and Cai Kun, the representative of the Nan family. None of these three were opponents of the Foundation Building Stage cultivators, and Yun Feng was even more vulnerable to them.

However, now Yunfeng is no longer a fledgling stunned boy, and his behavior has become much more cautious. He went to the ring to recruit relatives and observed for three days, and found that there were indeed no other masters near the ring.

He spent another two days exploring the origins of the two in detail. From other people's mouths, I learned that these two people were the highest cultivators they had invited. Originally, the two of them were just casual cultivators in Scorching Sun City, and the two families spent hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to invite them out of the mountain. Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones are already astronomical data for a mortal family. Presumably, they don't have any extra money to hire people who have cultivated to a higher level.

After learning about these situations, Yunfeng came to the stage to fight with peace of mind. However, he has been exploring the secrets of the three major families for days, and there are already family eyes secretly staring at him. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, he re-transformed his appearance. Transformed himself into a rugged man with a scarred face and a long beard.

Yun Feng bought an extremely strong wide and heavy sword from the shop, after all, the Zixiao Fire Thunder Sword was too shocking, and it was easy to attract the attention of the Dao Masters and masters in the city. Moreover, with his current strength, even with just an ordinary wooden sword, he could easily defeat the other three.

This day is the sixty-sixth day of the contest to recruit relatives. An ugly-looking man with a giant sword suddenly appeared in the ring. His shoes were cracked, a few toes were exposed, and his clothes were ragged, as if he hadn't changed them in a long time. He digs at his nostrils with one hand, and scratches the thick body hair on his legs with the other, as if scratching an itch.

The onlookers didn't expect such a vulgar person to come on stage to fight, and there were bursts of sighs in the crowd. One of them said: "It is really an insult to Miss Nanluo that such an ugly person dares to come to participate in the competition to recruit relatives." Another person chimed in: "In this world, any cat or dog can come to fight." If it weren't for the fact that Zhan Mou already had two monks, he would definitely come to the stage and teach him a hard lesson. ”

There were even a few people in the crowd who had not planned to participate in the fight, but now when they saw such ugly and vulgar people coming to participate in the competition to recruit relatives, they couldn't help but want to teach this person a lesson.

Originally, there were two major families of Bai and Chen involved, and the number of people fighting has become increasingly rare. However, after the appearance of this bearded man, there were more people on the stage all of a sudden. At first, the father and daughter of the Nan family did not take Yunfeng to heart, but were a little glad that there were more people participating in the fight, which would be more conducive to them recruiting talents.

However, after Yun Feng defeated nine attackers in succession with only a clumsy heavy sword, their hearts could no longer calm down.

Although the cultivation of these nine attackers is not high, each of them has different attack techniques, and the spell charms are varied.

The bearded man only used one move at a time, and no matter how others attacked, he directly controlled the big sword to stab at the opponent's body. Although this sword is just an ordinary Dao weapon, it is made of hundred-year-old dark iron. Ordinary Dao methods and spells can't cause damage to the sword body at all, and Yun Feng, with its profound spiritual power, can make the heavy sword go straight to the opponent's chest, forcing the opponent to admit defeat.

The rules of the recruiting ring stipulate that each person can only accept the challenge of a maximum of nine people a day, so Yunfeng has enough fights today. He wiped his nostril-clasped hand on his clothes, hugged his fists at the Nan family's father and daughter, and flew out of the ring to find an inn to live in.

Yun Feng knew that with his performance in the ring today, the three major families would inevitably come to woo him. He did not deliberately conceal his whereabouts, and after eating, drinking, and resting in the inn, he returned to his room and quietly waited for the arrival of several family envoys.

This inn is the property of the hundred families, so the first to arrive is naturally the people of the hundred families. There was a knock on the door, and Yun Feng opened the door with a wave of his hand. A tall, dark-skinned fat man walked in with a smile.

This person was not polite, sat directly opposite Yunfeng, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it leisurely.

The middle-aged fat man dressed as a wealthy businessman in front of him was Bai Xiaosheng, the patriarch of the Bai family, Yun Feng didn't expect him to come in person. After thinking of his pretended identity as a casual cultivator, he pretended to be surprised and asked, "The Patriarch of the Hundred Patriarchs came in person, what advice do you have?"

Bai Xiaosheng hugged his fists, revealing his red teeth and said, "Bai Mou doesn't talk around the corner, dare to ask Master Feng if he is willing to become a guest of the hundred families?" Yun Feng used the pseudonym Fengyun when he signed up for the ring, so Bai Xiaosheng would call him Master Feng.

Yun Feng groaned slightly: "I don't know how many spirit stones the patriarch is willing to produce?" Bai Xiaosheng was happy in his heart, and there was a drama in the secret way. In his view, as long as wealth can solve problems, it is not a problem. He raised his hand, stretched out five fingers, and said confidently, "Fifty thousand spirit stones." ”

For a casual cultivation in the Qi refining period, the average annual income is around three thousand spirit stones. Remove the purchase of materials, pills, and cultivation purposes, and save more than 1,000 pieces at most. Even if it is a relatively wealthy disciple of a great sect, his annual income is only thirty or fifty thousand spirit stones, and the surplus is only more than ten thousand spirit stones. Therefore, Bai Xiaosheng believes that this remuneration will definitely satisfy the other party.

However, what surprised him a little was that the bearded man on the opposite side didn't have any special expression when he heard this number. just said lightly: "Patriarch Bai should ask another master." ”

Bai Xiaosheng is good at business, of course, he knows that the other party thinks his price is not enough. He didn't want to have any extraneous branches in this ring competition, so he flipped his palm again and said: "One hundred thousand spirit stones, this is the limit that Bai can give." ”

Yun Feng was still unmoved, he showed a regretful expression and said, "I'm afraid that Feng is going to disappoint the Hundred Patriarchs." ”

Bai Xiaosheng stood up, arched his hand to Yun Feng and said, "It's okay, it seems that the hundred families don't have that blessing, and Master Feng will have a period later." With that, he turned and walked out.

The moment Bai Xiaosheng turned around, a cold color flashed from the depths of his eyes. He made a decision in his heart: 100,000 spirit stones were enough to hire a killer who was at the peak of the Qi refining stage to make a move, if this person really dared to block his plan, these 100,000 spirit stones would be his money to buy on Huangquan Road.

Bai Xiaosheng's eyes naturally couldn't escape Yun Feng's divine sense, with Yun Feng's strength and wealth, even if he didn't have a sect mission, he would be rejected if he got a million spirit stones.

Not long after Bai Xiaosheng left, there was another knock on the door, and Yun Feng secretly guessed that he didn't know which family would come this time.

The door opened, and a fragrant breeze blew in. A scantily clad glamorous woman walked in. She has tall breasts and round hips. When I walked, my waist twisted, and the fragrance hit people.

The woman was stunned for a moment when she saw Yun Feng's ugly appearance, and then immediately smiled charmingly and said, "Master Feng, the little woman Minxi is polite. ”