Chapter 842: Heading to Fengming Valley
"This round of competition is divided into two rounds. In the first half, sixteen of you will challenge ten of them at will, and the winner will replace the loser." Zhao Zhutong said.
As soon as this remark came out, the surrounding crowd began to discuss in low voices, and their eyes swept over the twenty people on the field from time to time.
"As for the second half, the top ten will challenge each other to determine the order of ranking. The person who ranks first will become the noble son-in-law of our Tianfeng clan and marry the holy daughter of our clan." Zhao Zhutong continued after a pause. .
hum!
There were enthusiastic voices from the surrounding crowd, and everyone looked at Tianfeng Shengnv.
Shu Youjin, Fang Ce and others also looked at Tianfeng Saintess, and many people's eyes showed eagerness.
As long as you can become the first, you will not only get countless benefits, but also embrace the beauty.
"Everyone has three chances to challenge in this round of competition. If they exceed the challenge, they will lose the qualification to challenge. Now the competition begins!" Zhao Zhutong announced.
As soon as the voice fell, someone immediately launched a challenge.
"I, Du Kai, challenge Brother Ye under the No. 9 Order Banner!" A dark-faced young man stood up and looked at a handsome young man holding a gold-painted fan and wearing a gold ring under the No. 9 Order Banner.
Hearing this, the young man in the golden ring rolled his eyes, glanced at the dark young man with a sneer on his face, and flew down.
The two didn't talk nonsense and started fighting directly.
Rumble!
The fighting styles of the two are mainly fierce, and the fight is very fierce, and the winner is quickly won.
With a powerful fire attribute flying fork magic weapon in his hand, the golden ring youth severely injured the dark youth and won the victory.
The competition continued, and two more people stepped forward to challenge immediately, but they all ended in failure.
Fang Zhen took a deep breath and walked forward.
"Wait a minute, that brother of yours seems to have a plan in mind, let others try his strength before you go up and challenge him, that way the chances of winning are better." Shu Youjin grabbed Fang Zhen and said.
"Thank you Mr. Shu for your kindness, but my purple-eyed clan fights with bravery and spirit, without too many detours." Fang Zhen smiled and flew out.
Shu Youjin frowned, Fang Zhen was too impulsive, and the chances of winning might not be great.
"I, Fang Zhen, challenge..." Fang Zhen said halfway, his eyes turned, and fell on the No. 6 command flag, and continued:
"The strategy of Command Banner No. 6!"
As soon as this remark came out, there was a lot of discussion among the crowd near the ring. The identities of Fang Zhen and Fang Ce had already spread, which aroused the interest of many people.
On the nearby high platform, the patriarch of the purple-eyed demon cow clan had a purple glow in his eyes, and he sat up slightly.
"Haha! Fang Zhen, I originally thought that you would dare to challenge me after watching two battles, but now it seems that you still have a bit of the arrogance of our purple-eyed demon cow clan." Fang Ce laughed loudly, from the high platform Flying up and down, he stood in front of Fang Zhen.
Seeing Fang Ce's confident expression, Fang Zhen's heart sank.
"Without further ado!"
With a loud shout, he waved out the magic weapon of the purple mace, and his whole body turned into a purple dragon and flew out, appearing in front of Fang Ce in an instant, and the mace slammed down fiercely.
"Hmph! Today I will let you know who is the real young master of the Purple Eye Clan!" Fang Ce sneered, a purple light flashed in his hand, and a huge purple saber appeared.
Swinging the knife upwards, one after another extremely fierce knife energy flew out.
When the sabers and sticks met, there was a loud noise, which almost broke the eardrums of the people nearby.
The two glaring purple lights collided and then separated suddenly.
Fang Zhen's body flew upside down, and he stepped back a dozen steps before standing still.
A stream of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Although Fang Ce on the opposite side was also taken a few steps back by the shock, he was not injured and had a smug smile on his face.
"Impossible! In just a few days, your strength has improved so much!" Fang Zhen growled.
"Hmph! Short-sighted, nothing is impossible, die!" Fang Cechang laughed, and the whole person flew out.
Seeing this, Fang Zhen didn't say anything else, and flew forward.
In mid-air, the two purple afterimages collided from time to time, making a series of earth-shattering clashing sounds, colliding hundreds of times in the blink of an eye.
boom!
A purple figure was slammed into the ground from mid-air and smashed into the ground, making a big hole. It was Fang Zhen.
He looked miserable at the moment, all the bones in his chest collapsed, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.
He struggled to stand up, but couldn't move at all, utterly injured.
"I see, the Great Bull Demon Command is on you! Hehe, no wonder your strength has suddenly improved." Fang Zhen said with blood gushing from his mouth, but his expression suddenly calmed down.
Hearing this, the crowd around the arena buzzed with discussion, and many eyes turned to the white-browed old man on the nearby high platform—the patriarch of the purple-eyed demon cow clan.
The Vigorous Bull Demon Token is the token of the patriarch of the Purple Eyed Demon Bull Clan. Fang Ce has this item, which means that the next patriarch of the Purple Eyed Demon Bull Clan has made a decision.
The white-browed old man frowned slightly, but he relaxed it soon.
"Hmph! I am the young master of the Purple Eye Clan, so the Great Bull Demon Token is naturally mine." Fang Ce laughed triumphantly.
There was a slight smile on Fang Zhen's face, as if a knot in his heart had been untied.
"Fang Ce wins!" Zhao Zhutong announced the result.
The nearby crowd buzzed and discussed.
The corner of Fang Ce's mouth twitched, feeling a little regretful in his heart. If it wasn't for the grand ceremony of the Tianfeng Clan, he couldn't kill anyone, otherwise he would definitely kill Fang Zhen completely, and never have any future troubles.
With a soft snort, he turned around and flew back to sit under the command flag.
After this moment, Fang Zhen stood up reluctantly, got off the ring, went to the side and sat down cross-legged.
Shu Youjin didn't go over to bother, but watched from afar and sighed.
The competition continued, one by one began to challenge.
The myth of the undefeated ten people under his banner was quickly broken, and a young man from the Yaozu who was ranked seventh was defeated and gave up his position.
The occurrence of this matter immediately increased the confidence of the challengers.
However, Shu Youjin stood by the side all the time, not intending to make a move at all, carefully observing the battles one after another.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour later, four of Ling's ten people had been replaced, and the number of challengers gradually decreased.
A smile appeared on Shu Youjin's face, and he walked out.
"I, Shu Youjin, challenge the ninth-ranked Brother Ye!"
"Hmph!" The young man in Jinhuan's face turned cold, and he flew down.
Because of his low ranking, he has been challenged many times. Although he has won every time, there are still an endless stream of challengers.
"This time, I won't be merciful, you should be mentally prepared!" the young man from Jinhuan said coldly.
"Brother Ye, please give me some advice!" Shu Youjin chuckled and didn't care at all.
"Accept the move!" The young man from Jinhuan snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a fire fork magic weapon flew out, turning into a huge fire dragon, which was more than ten feet long, and rushed towards Shu Youjin.
Fire waves rolled over Huo Jiao's body, and the flames showed a faint golden color, which was extremely hot, and the entire arena seemed to be brought into the flame lava in an instant.
Shu Youjin's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, a blue ring-shaped magic weapon flew out, with blue light flashing on it, and the sound of surging tide came from inside.
He muttered something in his mouth, and when he pointed it out, the blue ring-shaped light burst out, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, a blue ring appeared out of thin air and wrapped around Huo Jiao's neck, a strangely cold force erupted.
The Huojiao immediately wailed in pain, its huge body collapsed, and in a blink of an eye it became the main body of the fire fork again, but the surface was covered with a layer of blue ice and fell to the ground.
The complexion of the young man in Jinhuan changed, he shouted angrily, his body flew out, and rushed towards Shu Youjin.
Shu Youjin let out a long roar, his whole body shone with gray light, and he went up to meet him.
The two figures were mixed together, and the gray and red rays of light intertwined, submerging the two bodies inside, and the situation inside could not be seen from the outside.
A moment later, a figure flew out of it and landed on the ground, it was the young man with the golden ring.
At this moment, his clothes were all in tatters, and he was trapped by a magic weapon of a black rope, unable to move, and his eyes were bursting with fire.
He is completely lost.
It wasn't that he was weak, but that the guy in front of him who looked like a businessman had thoroughly figured out his methods, and sacrificed magic weapons one after another, restraining him to death.
Shu Youjin's figure slowly fell from mid-air, his body was clean, not even a speck of dust.
Surprised voices sounded nearby.
"Shu Youjin wins!" Zhao Zhutong announced the result.
"Brother Ye, I'm offended." Shu Youjin waved back the black rope, and the magic weapon of the blue ring, flew to the banner of Order Nine and sat down.
The young man from Jinhuan snorted coldly, put away the fire fork magic weapon on the ring, and turned to leave.
The competition continues, but it has come to an end now, and fewer and fewer people challenge it.
Most people around the arena looked at one person, it was Han Zhe.
Since the third round of the competition, he has been standing quietly by the side without making a single shot.
boom!
A challenger was knocked into the air and landed on the ground in a state of embarrassment.
He didn't wait for the referee to announce the result, flew down the ring with a face full of shame, got into the nearby crowd, and disappeared.
"The next person to challenge?" Zhao Zhutong said after waiting for a while, but no one challenged.
No one answered.
"Since no one continues to challenge, then..." Zhao Zhutong was halfway through speaking when a figure flew out and landed on the ring, which was rare.
"My servant, challenge Di Xiang." He said lightly.
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked.
No one dared to challenge Di Xiang from the beginning to the end.
Di Xiang suddenly opened his eyes, two cold lights flew out from inside, he stood up suddenly, his figure flickered, and the next moment, he appeared on the ring.
...
In the mid-air in front of Fengyi City, Shi Mu stood floating in the air, his eyes swept away, and he let out a light sigh.
The city gate was wide open at this moment, and many people came in and out at will.
A few days ago, the gates of the city were closed tightly, and a huge magic circle was opened, covering the whole city, and people were strictly prohibited from entering and leaving. How could it be now?
With a flash in his eyes, he flew and landed near the city gate.
"This fellow daoist invites you." Shi Mu stopped a young man from the green-robed demon clan who was cultivated in Tianwei, and he slightly revealed the presence of the holy rank.
"Senior, what can I do for you?" The Yaozu youth asked respectfully.
"Why is the gate of Fengyi City suddenly wide open? I heard that the gate has been closed in recent days, and no one is allowed to enter or leave?" Shi Mu asked.
"Senior, you don't know that the Tianfeng clan held a grand ceremony in Fengming Valley outside the city today, and now almost everyone is outside the city, so naturally the city gate doesn't need to be closed anymore," said the young man of the Yaozu.
"The grand ceremony is held outside the city?" Shi Mu was slightly taken aback.
"Fengming Valley is the holy land of the Tianfeng clan, and the succession ceremony of the saint has always been held there." The young man of the Yaozu said.
"So that's the case, where is Fengming Valley?" Shi Mu nodded and asked.
"It's just three thousand miles to the south." Said the Yaozu youth.
"Thank you."
As soon as the word "Thank you" fell, Shi Mu's figure had already soared into the sky, flying towards the south.