This black-faced man is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, a top-notch cultivator, and proficient in the art of body refining.

However, as the iron rod smashed, the figure of the white peony suddenly dissipated, leaving only a white peony petal. This is the Hundred Flowers Phantom Body in the Hundred Flowers Body Method, and it uses the true qi of the Hundred Flowers to create an illusion that can confuse people. This could not have been concealed from spiritual exploration, but this Hundred Flowers Phantom Body also contains a spiritual charm effect, making it difficult for people to distinguish the real illusion.

The black-faced man's attack missed, but he instinctively turned around and swung his stick back, but he still only smashed a white petal.

Immediately, the figure of the white peony appeared behind him, slapped him on the back with a palm, knocked him flying, and knocked him out of the ring.

The black-faced man had a blue nose and swollen face, so he was not embarrassed.

The disciples of the seven factions around the ring laughed: "I don't even know the top 30 peony fairies on the list, and I still want people to admit defeat, I deserve it!"

At this time, Elder Xuandao said, "The White Peony of the Hundred Flowers Palace wins!"

Then, he went on to recite the second set of names, and the two people who read it showed their number plates, registered their names, and then went on the field.

Immediately, Bai Peony jumped out of the ring, but walked directly towards Ling Feng and the others.

Shen You and Li Yu were also slightly surprised, because they had no friendship with White Peony.

White Peony approached, stared at Ling Feng, and said coldly: "Your promise to Yuqing has not been fulfilled!"

Ling Feng's expression was slightly stunned, and then he smiled bitterly: "I had something to do at that time, and I really can't go!"

"I couldn't go at the time, so what about after that? Remember, you still owe Yuqing an explanation!"

After Bai Peony finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Yun Yuyi said with a smile: "Senior Brother Lin is really charming!"

Ling Feng had to explain the matter again.

Yun Yuyi suddenly smiled and said: "You are really a fool, the little girl didn't let you go to see the flowers, she asked you to see her." It doesn't matter if the peony flower party is over, as long as someone goes, won't she welcome you? It's good that you either fight and kill all day long, or practice in retreat, and ignore the little girl, you deserve it!"

Ling Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, how could he not feel a wisp of Jiang Yuqing's love, but he really didn't want to provoke too many women, and when the time came, it would be messy and messy, and it would also affect the improvement of martial arts.

Ren Yuyao sighed and stopped talking. She didn't know

As he spoke, the two in the ring had already decided the winner.

A young man from the Ziyang Sword Sect was defeated by a Xuantian Dao Sect disciple Three Swords and fell into the ring.

Immediately, Elder Xuandao continued to read the new number plate.

Nos. 349 and No. 324 in the ring!"

Ling Feng smiled slightly, it was finally his turn, took out the wooden number plate, and asked Elder Xuandao to register his name. Then, his figure flashed and landed on top of the Tai Chi ring.

Another white-clothed young man with a sword also performed light skills, jumped into the ring, hugged his fists and said, "Xuantian Dao Sect Zuo Shaolong, please teach Senior Brother Lin Feng!"

Now Ling Feng is famous, and almost all factions have his image data, so Zuo Shaolong directly recognized it.

Ling Feng glanced at this person, his expression was slightly surprised, and he immediately hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Zuo, please!"

Zuo Shaolong concentrated his energy, suddenly drew his sword, condensed an inch of white sword, and stabbed Ling Feng's throat as fast as thunder. At the same time, a spiritual force condensed into a sword shape and invaded Ling Feng's sea of knowledge. His true qi, physical body, and divine soul cultivation all have seven-star levels, and this full force exploded, and the masters of the ordinary people list couldn't catch it at all.

However, Ling Feng's expression was indifferent, unaffected in the slightest, and with a flash of two fingers, he easily clamped the inferior divine soldier-grade long sword.

Zuo Shaolong hurriedly tried to draw out the long sword, but found that the sword blade had never moved, so he had to hug his fists and say: "Senior Brother Lin is strong in martial arts, Zuo admits defeat!"

Ling Feng returned the sword, hugged his fists and said, "Accept!"

The primary selection is a best-of-three round, with the winner advancing and the loser eliminated. At this point, he has to win one more time to advance.

"Canglang Sword Sect Lin Fengsheng!"

At this time, Elder Xuandao said loudly, and then he began to read the next pair of number plates.

Immediately, Ling Feng got out of the ring, and two more people got into the ring.

After a while, Zuo Shaolong came to the gathering place of the disciples of the Xuantian Dao Sect, hugged his fists and said, "Senior brother, senior brother is incompetent, he has not tested the depth of Lin Feng's martial arts!"

A middle-aged man in a white robe smiled and said, "No, you have already tried it out. ”

From Ling Feng's indifferent and confident demeanor, he could deduce that nine times out of ten, he had condensed the true element.

A moment later, it was Ren Yuyao's turn to play, and her opponent was a Holy Fire Sect disciple.

Ren Yuyao didn't draw his sword, only made two moves, a hand knife hit the opponent's wrist, knocked down the weapon, and then knocked the person out of the ring with a palm, and the action was clean and neat.

Yun Yuyi also won a game, and Li Yu was tragic, and met a disciple of the Innate Blue Dragon Palace, but he was defeated in three moves.

After a while, it was Ling Feng's turn to play again.

However, this time, the opponent was a young man in purple with a handsome face and extraordinary bearing, and the light in his eyes gave people a sense of sharpness. He stared at Ling Feng, clenched his fists and said, "Fang Jiansheng of the Ziyang Sword Sect, please advise Senior Brother Lin!"

"Pure Yang Sword Fang Jiansheng, fourth on the list!"

When Ling Feng heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he immediately hugged his fists and said, "Canglang Sword Sect Lin Feng, Senior Brother Fang, please!"

Immediately, the two gathered their energy and looked at each other.

Ling Feng was secretly frightened, sensing a strong fluctuation of the True Yuan, this Fang Jiansheng actually condensed the True Yuan like Ren Tianxing, and it was a top-grade True Yuan.

Around the Tai Chi ring, many disciples of the seven sects were concentrating, one was the fourth on the list, and the other was Lin Feng, who had a strong record and was faintly rumored to be the first person of the younger generation! Many people were speculating about the outcome.

Yun Yuyi smiled and said, "Senior Sister Ren, who do you guess can win?"

Ren Yuyao said indifferently: "Lin Feng!"

Li Yu smiled and said, "That must be Lin Feng, can Fang Jiansheng be comparable to the Heavenly Demon General Ye Tianya?"

As he spoke, Fang Jiansheng had already drawn his sword out of its sheath, condensing a purple sword light.

Out of respect, Ling Feng also drew his sword out of its sheath, condensing an inch of white sword.

The two faced each other for a moment, and then their bodies flashed at the same time, and their long swords struck each other.

With a bang, the sword qi surged, and Fang Jiansheng only felt a strong attack coming, and his body retreated sharply. His complexion changed, he had already used all his strength to draw his sword just now, but he was easily repulsed, obviously his cultivation was not much different, it was difficult to win by swordsmanship alone! He once again gave birth to a purple sword ray, and a sword stabbed out rapidly, and an incomparably condensed scorching sword intent invaded Ling Feng's sea of knowledge, and the sword blade immediately stabbed rapidly.

Ling Feng's Xuanshui soul power turned into a monstrous wave, submerging the pure yang sword intent. Immediately, a red firebird shaped like a fiery wind rushed into Ling Feng's sea of knowledge, but it was the spirit of the Pure Yang Sword's divine weapon, the Spirit Burning Sun Bird Demon Soul.

However, it was still useless, and a majestic wave drowned the sun bird.

In the real world, the Pure Yang Sword stabbed sharply into Ling Feng's throat, but Ling Feng's figure suddenly blurred, appearing on Fang Jiansheng's side in a flash.

Fang Jiansheng quickly turned around and swung his sword, but suddenly there was an incomparably cold surging sword intent that invaded the sea of consciousness and froze his soul. When he woke up, Ling Feng's long sword was already on his neck.