The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1324 The Covenant of the Magic Fairy Castle

"This spear is extraordinary."

He could feel that under this blow, it was full of majestic fighting intent, without any murderous intent, it could be seen that it was only for the sake of fighting, and had no other thoughts.

And just now, when he crossed the catastrophe, the person who opened his mouth to remind him was obviously this person.

"Ye Fei is a member of Xiaoyaomen."

"Just now, thank you for reminding me!"

Ye Fei looked forward at this moment, raising his hands and fists in the direction where the spear was approaching, with a look of gratitude on his face.

If no such person appeared, he would have shot directly to destroy the last calamity cloud, and perhaps he could have survived the calamity, but the power to reshape his body would probably be wasted.

Fenggu, in mid-air, the voice fell, and the force of the spear in front suddenly approached.

Ye Fei didn't move, but there was a flash of light in his eyes, and the next moment he raised his hand suddenly, his right arm was wrapped in a faint light, and he directly raised his hand to grab the spear in front of him.

"Insanity!"

"My spear is a high-grade ancient weapon, even if it is... huh?"

In the middle of the sky in the distance, Qing Tianxiong's expression changed slightly before he finished speaking.

At this moment, he only felt a tremor in his heart. He raised his head and looked forward, only to see that his offensive treasure was being firmly grasped by the people in front of him, and locked in mid-air.

"Hiss, how strong is his body?"

Qing Tianxiong was shocked in his heart, and the momentum on his body at this moment gradually subsided.

To be able to grab his ancient weapon empty-handed, the combat power of the people in front is already far superior to him, and it is meaningless to continue to fight.

In the mid-air of Fenggu, Ye Fei smiled lightly, and then let go of his palms. The ancient artifacts in front of him disappeared at the same time. It can be seen that they returned to Qing Tianxiong's body. At this moment, the two looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

"Just after passing the catastrophe, I admire you for being able to erupt with such momentum." The smile on Qing Tianxiong's face remained unchanged, and then he raised his hand and said.

Hearing this, Ye Fei raised his hand in return at the same time.

As the power of the evil spirit dissipated in midair, the two appeared on the basin below at the same time.

"Brother Qing praised Liao."

"The power of your spear, at the same level, I'm afraid few people can take it." Ye Fei smiled lightly, and then slowly opened his mouth.

He glanced at the person in front of him at this moment, and he could sense that the strength of the person in front of him was also extremely extraordinary, at least he had the cultivation base of a five-star celestial demon, and he hadn't exploded with all his strength just now.

The people in front, upon hearing this, immediately laughed.

"Brother Ye, you must be in the Xiaoyao Sect. Among the disciples of the younger generation, you can rank among the top six in strength. The battle between you and me can be delayed a bit. It will not be too late to fight in the Magic Immortal Castle."

The smile on Qing Tianxiong's face remained unchanged, and then he spoke loudly.

The fighting spirit in his eyes faded. After all, the person in front of him had just survived the catastrophe. It would be unfair for him to attack with all his strength, but if he had reservations, he was not sure of defeating this person.

In this way, this battle is meaningless.

"Magic Immortal Castle?" Ye Fei was taken aback for a moment, with a look of doubt on his face.

Seeing this scene, Qing Tianxiong was stunned at the same time, and couldn't help but take a deep look at the person in front of him.

"Brother Ye, don't you know?"

"Outland Demon Land, the top six powerhouses of large sects can go to Demon Immortal Castle and enter the Altar of Saints. That is the best way to step into the realm of Demon Immortals."

Qing Tianxiong didn't hide anything, and spoke bluntly at this moment.

On the basin in front, when Ye Fei heard this, a trace of thought flashed across his face. He already had some guesses in his heart, and then nodded slightly with a faint smile.

"So, that's fine, thank you Ye for today's matter, there are still some trivial matters in the sect, I will leave first." Ye Fei pondered for a while, then raised his hand and said.

Now that one #night has passed, Xiaoyaomen's ranking martial arts meeting should have started, and he needs to rush back to the sect as soon as possible.

"Well, I'm going to the Fairy Castle too."

"The next time we meet, you and I will definitely separate each other!" Qing Tianxiong nodded and returned the gift at the same time.

Such a strong man would be of great benefit to each other's martial arts path in a fight, so he was naturally unwilling to let it go easily.

After all, after the two talked, they stopped talking, Qing Tianxiong stepped into the air, turned around and said goodbye, and then turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the mid-air of Fenggu.

Below, at the edge of the wind valley, Ye Fei raised his head and looked forward.

His gaze was in the direction of Xiaoyaomen, and there was a faint flash of light in his eyes, showing a bit of unconcealable chill.

Xiaoyaomen, at the top of the main peak at this moment, the masters and uncles in the sect are already sitting on the stands. On the stone platform in front, the ten disciples of Tianjiao all have respectful expressions on their faces, as if they are waiting for something.

Not long after, the headmaster Nan Chen walked out slowly.

The next moment, he concentrated his breath, raised his head and glanced at the disciples in front of him, and then slowly raised his right arm.

"Open, battle platform!"

A low shout spread to everyone's ears.

"Boom, boom..."

The ear-shattering muffled sound swept across the surroundings, and the entire top of the main peak suddenly trembled slightly at this moment. According to the gaze, a crack suddenly opened in the central area in front of it.

A battle platform glowing with dim light rose from the ground, as if it had grown out of the ground.

This battle platform gives people an extremely strange feeling, surrounded by dim light, and above the wrapped barrier, there are several flickering light spots, each of which is an independent space.

"Xiaoyao Monument, the ranking martial arts will start soon."

"Wait, you haven't entered the battle stage yet?"

Nan Chen stared at the front, then raised his eyes to look forward, and let out a low shout.

Before the words were finished, dozens of Tianjiao disciples in the distance immediately took a step forward, all showing respectful expressions on their faces.

"Disciple takes orders!"

After raising their hands, everyone's figures flickered one after another, and almost in the blink of an eye, they all stepped onto the battle platform, and each entered the independent space above the battle platform.

In this ranking martial arts meeting, everyone who steps into the arena will assign opponents to each other, and in the final battle, the final ranking will be determined.

But at this time, on the stand in the distance, Xu Qingfeng, the uncle of Master Zifeng, glanced at the battle platform in front of her, and her face could not help showing doubts.

"Senior Brother Nangong, why didn't your disciple show up?" Xu Qingfeng looked puzzled. According to the personality of the people around him, it should be impossible for his new disciple not to participate in this matter.

When Nangong Xie heard the words, the expression on his face became a little gloomy.

"Hmph, how does this old man know?"

"Old Nanchen, can't you afford to lose? What kind of tricks are you secretly playing!" Nangong Xie's eyes were filled with anger, and he was obviously very confident in Ye Fei's strength.

Looking at Xiaoyaomen, if someone wants to hinder his appearance, only the strong master and uncle can have such strength.

In front of the stands, when Nan Chen heard this, he immediately stared.

"Fart, as the master of a sect, how can I attack a junior, besides, is there any difference whether your disciple comes to participate or not?" Nan Chen glanced at the people behind, staring with deep eyes. soundtrack.

"Hey, you..."

"Come on, let's practice!"

Nangong Xie suddenly became unhappy at this moment, and the aura around him froze.

Seeing this scene, the people in front were equally unwilling to show weakness. For a while, the scene was a little tense, as if these two top sect experts might make a move at any time.

On the stands, the masters and uncles on the side showed helpless expressions on their faces at the same time.

Seeing that the matter seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, the other masters and uncles who were extremely dominant could only turn their heads and look at Xu Qingfeng who was at the side.

"Hmph!" Master Zifeng's uncle, Xu Qingfeng, suddenly hummed softly at this moment.

Almost at the same time, her breath froze, her eyes were full of anger, and she glanced at the two people in front of her.

"You, look at you, you have made my junior sister angry again. Master shouldn't have passed on the headship to you." Nangong Xie rolled his eyes, and then said repeatedly.

While speaking, the aura on his body gradually subsided, and he turned his head to smile at Xu Qingfeng behind him.

"I……"

"Forget it, the old man is too lazy to talk to you!" After all, Nan Chen is the master of the sect, so he can't say much at the moment. After quietly glancing at Xu Qingfeng behind him, his aura also gradually restrained.

After finishing speaking, he took a step forward and swept his eyes forward.

"Xiaoyao Monument, Ranking Martial Arts Club, our sect holds it once a year, ten people like you are disciples of our sect's Tianjiao, the rules of the martial arts conference, needless to say, Zifeng has not yet come to the stage."

Nan Chen in front gave a soft drink, and then a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Above the battle stage, there was a faint light flashing at this moment, and the figure of the purple-clothed man disappeared within the light spot, and the next moment he was already standing on the battle stage.

After he stabilized his figure, the aura around him was concentrated, and the majestic force of coercion filled the entire battle platform.

The aura was so strong that the other Tianjiao disciples of the sect at the top of the battle stage couldn't help showing fear in their eyes when they looked down at this moment.

"The main peak, the head disciple, Zifeng."

"Everyone, please enlighten me!"

On the battle stage, Zifeng raised his hands and cupped his fists, his face was full of sternness, and his voice spread throughout the audience at the same time.

The rules of the arena battle are based on the Xiaoyao Monument. Every disciple will take the stage one after another. If there is no challenge, the ranking will basically not change.

With Zifeng coming to the stage, the Tianjiao disciples around seemed to be a little silent for a while, no one dared to step into the battle arena, after all, the person in front was the Seven Star Heavenly Demon.

Such strength, in Xiaoyao, has already surpassed the category of disciples.

"Haha, good."

"Feng'er, step back, these juniors of yours are no match for you."

"Old man Nangong, have you seen it? This is my disciple of Nanchen. The ranking of the Xiaoyaobei remains unchanged this time, so you owe this old man a top-quality ancient artifact." Nanchen laughed loudly at this moment, then glanced at He glanced at the person beside him.

(End of this chapter)