Chapter 236: Debut

Ye Feng and Senior Brother Fei Jian walked into the air together on a flying sword. When they looked down, they were covered in white, as if they were not bottom-out. Unlike the previous disciples, there were two Senior Brother Fei Jian who were escorting behind Ye Feng.

Just as Ye Feng was thinking about why the three of them were escorting him together, the flying sword slowly landed in front of a mountain, and the three flying sword brothers also seemed particularly polite, and reached out and smiled, "Please here!"

Three senior brothers Feijian took Ye Feng through a cave, and suddenly they became clear in front of them. In front of them was a wide open space, three football fields were as big as three football fields, surrounded by mountains, and rows of neat stone chairs on the mountain. You can clearly see the situation in the field at any location.

Ye Feng looked around and the three senior brothers Fei Jian had already disappeared. Then he realized that the others were holding white jade slips. The purple-green jade slips in his hand were particularly conspicuous. He immediately understood: "It turns out that only the disciples participating in the competition are purple-green jade slips. No wonder they will be treated differently from ordinary people!"

Ye Feng is located in a very conspicuous place in the battle arena. You can see it from almost any corner. This is the competition area of ​​Qifeng Sword Fighting, and only disciples participating in the competition can come!

Ye Feng found a seat and sat down. He saw that the surrounding mountains were covered with black and filled with people in a short while.

There are seven flags of different colors inserted on the highest peak, namely red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple. Each color represents one of the seven peaks! Whenever a disciple is eliminated during the competition, the corresponding flag will be knocked down. On the purple flag representing Feiyang Peak, the two big words "Flying" are clearly written, and the wind is fluttering on the mountain!

"I have been here for a long time. Why is I the only one in this competition area? Could it be that all the six disciples from other peaks abstained?"

Ye Feng was wondering, but he saw two young disciples coming to the competition area one by one. The disciple walking in front was slightly taller and wearing an orange robe. The disciple who was slightly shorter behind was wearing a yellow robe, which looked very conspicuous!

The two of them didn't say anything. When they saw Ye Feng, they just looked at him coldly, looked disdainful, and then sat down.

Ye Feng glanced at the two of them and thought to himself: Isn’t it just participating in a seven-peak sword fighting? As for being so arrogant, don’t let me meet you in the game, otherwise you will even beat your chins down!

After a while, a young woman walked in. Ye Feng looked up and saw that the woman had a brunette and a childish face, beautiful eyebrows, tall nose, thin pink lips, and looked like a somewhat exotic beauty. She was wearing a sky blue feather suit, which further demonstrated her outstanding temperament!

The young woman has always smiled since she came here, and this smile is very friendly.

Although he was coldly looked at by the two disciples, the young woman still nodded at Ye Feng with a calm expression. When Ye Feng saw the young woman's smile, he immediately remembered Mu Zhaoxue, felt good about him, and politely responded to a smile. The young woman sat next to Ye Feng.

"Liu Zhinan, a disciple of Guiyuan Peak!" The young woman was very cheerful and took the initiative to bow to Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, a disciple of Feiyang Peak!"

"Oh? So you are Ye Feng, the personal disciple of Feiyang Peak!" Liu Zhinan suddenly became excited when he heard Ye Feng's name.

The two disciples beside him glanced at Ye Feng at the same time, and all of them sneered.

Ye Feng frowned and was about to get up to teach the two people a lesson, but was stopped by Liu Zhinan: "Don't pay attention to them, it's not too late to teach them a lesson after they come on stage."

Ye Feng glared at the two of them fiercely and asked, "Do you know these two guys?"

Liu Zhinan shook his head and said, "I don't know you, but you can tell from the clothes on both of them that the slightly taller one is a disciple of Jiutian Peak, and the other is a disciple of Xuantian Peak."

"How did you know?"

Liu Zhinan pointed to the seven-pole flags in the distance and said, "All disciples who come to participate in the competition wear velvets that are consistent with the flags of each peak. In this way, the disciples off the court will not be confused with each other during the competition. Look, the orange represents Jiutian Peak, the yellow is Xuantian Peak, our Guiyuan Peak is blue, and your Feiyang Peak is... Hey? Why are you wearing a white velvet? Which peak does this represent?"

Ye Feng suddenly realized, and then remembered what Master Luo said last night. He hurriedly found a place to change the purple robes and swallowed the [Demon-Sealing and Forbidden Demon Pill].

As the elixir entered his body, Ye Feng suddenly felt the demonic energy in his body quickly gathering towards his dantian. The originally thick demonic energy and demonic energy seemed to be locked firmly by a shackle, and could not be circulated at will. In a blink of an eye, it disappeared in his body.

Ye Feng was ready to return to the venue, and Liu Zhinan came up and looked up, smiled and exclaimed: "Well, that's right, this dress still looks cool!"

Although Ye Feng had just met Liu Zhinan, he could clearly feel the passionate and cheerful aura emitted from Liu Zhinan from his words, and couldn't help but talk a few more words.

While the two were talking, two more disciples came, both of whom were arrogant and didn't even say anything to each other.

As the competition was about to begin, six disciples had already arrived in the seven peaks, but the disciples of Shenwu Peak had not yet arrived.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the stands around him, and Ye Feng felt a wave of heat coming towards him. The originally cool environment seemed to have suddenly entered the dog days of summer, and sweat suddenly oozed from his forehead.

In the distance, a red light slowly came. A man in red stepped on a red fireball under his feet. He fell to Ye Feng under the gaze of everyone. The temperature around him increased a few degrees instantly!

"Wan Yan!" Several disciples around said in unison.

Ye Feng looked up and down at Wan Yan in front of him: his red hair and red cheeks, coupled with the bright red robe and the hot temperature around him, his whole body looked like a burning fireball!

All the disciples were as if they were facing a great enemy, staring at Wan Yan in front of them with a serious expression. Only Liu Zhinan still said to Ye Feng with a smile: "Hey, this is what I am saying, "Wan Yan, the disciple of Shenwu Peak who wants to seize the leader, isn't it?"

Ye Feng nodded slightly.

Liu Zhinan said, "Looking at this point, there is nothing special except that it can make others so hot that it is difficult to accept. After spending a long time with this guy, no matter how white the person is, he will definitely be roasted into black charcoal!"

Wan Yan was very arrogant. He didn't look back when he arrived in the venue. He found a seat and sat down, his expression full of disdain.

Wow!

There was another commotion in the stands, and the sound of drum beats came to an abrupt end. Then everyone calmed down. The battle field of tens of thousands of people was silent, and everyone stood up!

In the air, a ray of rays flashed, and an extremely powerful aura suddenly came. Tens of thousands of people present bent down at the same time. Even Wan Yan, who was arrogant just now, became extremely serious and put away his arrogant attitude.

"Welcome to the Immortal Master of the Sect!"

Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, and the sound was as straight as the sky!

Ye Feng raised his head slightly and looked into the air. A colorful cloud of light in the blue sky was very dazzling. The sect leader of Qifeng and the elders followed closely behind Xiaguang with respect.

The figures in the glowing light appear faintly, as if they are floating. With the naked eye, they cannot tell whether they are real bodies or phantoms!

With such prestige and such shock, Ye Feng's heart trembled slightly!

This is the head of the Sword Sect of the Heaven-Disappointed Sword and one of the six immortals in Dongzhou!

The ray of light immediately fell on the stands at the highest point, and the seven sect masters and the elders also sat down one by one.

"The Seven Peaks Sword Fighting Can Be Started!"

A thick sound burst out from the clouds of light, echoing in the surrounding mountains, and the sound is extremely penetrating!

Obviously, this is not just a sound made by relying on the vocal cords, but has risen to the level of a spell. Even if you cover your ears, you can directly penetrate into the spirit!

The Immortal Master of the Master is unfathomable, and even the words he says contain magic power!

Tens of thousands of disciples in the stands sat down at the same time with a "swish" sound.

An elder walked into the center of the venue, his eyes were as sharp as a torch, and he glanced around. All the disciples in the stands were breathless and waiting for the elder's order!

"The Seven Peaks Sword Fighting is a grand event for my destiny sword sect to select outstanding disciples. Participants must show their true strength. They must not cheat or cheat, turn against each other, and they must not hurt their lives. Anyone who violates the rules of the sect will be severely punished! The first round will begin, and their respective opponents will decide to draw lots!"

This time, the Seven Peaks Fighting Swordsman is not like before. Only one disciple was selected for each peak to participate in the competition. When they were facing each other, one person would have to be a bye in the first round, so it was decided by drawing lots.

Ye Feng and the other six disciples came to the elder and drew a jade slip. When he turned around, he saw that an orange jade slip was in his hand.

After the seven people draw lots, the elders checked the jade slips in the hands of several people one by one, and then announced: "The first round of the first round, the Ten Thousand Flames of Shenwu Peak will be bye bye, and the Jiutian Peak will be Ding Zhiyuan against Feiyang Peak Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng was stunned: Damn it, right! The first one is me?

"It's up to you!" Liu Zhinan, who was passing by, squeezed at Ye Feng and whispered.

Several other disciples also left the venue with the elders.

In the wide battle arena, only Ye Feng and Ding Zhiyuan are left!

The surroundings gradually became crowded with people, and tens of thousands of pairs of eyes gathered on the two people at the same time. With so many eyes alone, Ye Feng could feel an invisible pressure!

"Yes... it's that boy, he... he is actually Ye Feng?"

Those disciples who came with Ye Feng were really surprised when they saw Ye Feng in the field.
Chapter completed!