Chaos Guiyuan Sword

Chapter 17

Thinking of this, Wu Qingfeng glanced at Zhang Chunyang who was sitting above him, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and then he gave Fang Chen a vicious look.

Fang Chen, who had been paying attention to Wu Qingfeng all the time, couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw this, and then with a triumphant expression, he shook his head slightly and stared back.

"Looking for death!" The veins on his face popped up, and the armrest of the seat was instantly shattered in Wu Qingfeng's hands.

"Junior Brother." After Zhang Chunyang called out softly, he glanced at Fang Chen and shook his head slightly.

"The rankings of the first stage of the Seven Peaks Competition are as follows: No.1: Song Ruifeng, No.2: Zhang Kuang, No.3: Li Shaozhi, No.4: Fang Chen...No.10: Yun Qianqian!"

Fang Chen looked at Li Lanfeng who was announcing the ranking on the ring stage, and couldn't help but frown. He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Except for a few people, the others were almost instant kills, so why was he ranked fourth?
Glancing at Yun Qianqian beside her, Fang Chen couldn't help but worry a little: "Senior Sister, please be careful in the second stage, don't try to be brave."

"Well, I didn't expect that the brothers and sisters who participated in this Qifeng Grand Competition are so strong, you have to be careful." Yun Qianqian looked at Fang Chen worriedly.

"it is good."

Seeing that Fang Chen didn't take it seriously, Yun Qianqian was about to raise her hand angrily, but then lowered it powerlessly. This little junior brother of hers is hiding her secrets, especially with the recent sudden and inexplicable changes, maybe, there is still a chance... …

"Yun Qianqian, you have to work hard!" After Yun Qianqian shouted hard in her heart, the worry on her face was gradually replaced by firmness.

After noticing Yun Qianqian's change, Fang Chen smiled slightly, and the fighting spirit in his eyes began to boil slowly.

"Rules for the second stage of the Qifeng Grand Competition: Starting from No.1, they will take turns to draw opponents. The top three will be eligible to enter the Sword Tomb, and No.1 will be rewarded with a Soul Requiem Stone!" Li Lanfeng looked at the audience with a smile.

All the disciples, including Fang Chen, did not disappoint Li Lanfeng at all. The whole square was like a pot that had exploded.

"Soul-suppressing stone! It turned out to be a soul-suppressing stone!"

"What is the soul stone?"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and then one after another cast eyes like idiots.

"This soul-suppressing stone was brought back from the Tianyuan ruins by the ancestors of our Sword Sect after going through untold hardships. It is said that it can nourish the soul and make it easier to break through bottlenecks during cultivation."

The speaker paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and continued: "I heard that anyone who owns this soul-suppressing stone will definitely have achievements above Xuandi Realm in the future!"

"Hiss..." A gasping voice sounded.

"You must get this soul stone! I need it very much!"

Qi Ling's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, Fang Chen frowned, and after a moment of humming, he said in a deep voice, "Okay!"

Li Lanfeng, who took all of this into his eyes, nodded in satisfaction.With a light cough, after seeing the scene quiet down, he continued: "The second stage of the Qifeng Grand Competition is officially started!"

As soon as the words fell, a young man jumped onto the martial arts arena, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and unrestrained, but on his face, there was always an irrepressible arrogance!
This person is Song Ruifeng, the biological son of Song Huiyang, the master of Zichong Peak!
Song Ruifeng walked to the box, took out a sign, glanced at it, and said contemptuously, "No.5."

"No.5 Wang Ziwei, please come on stage." Li Lanfeng kept smiling from the beginning to the end, even though Song Ruifeng has been ignoring him since he came on stage, it hasn't changed at all.

Wang Ziwei, who quickly stepped onto the competition stage, looked angry, as if he was very angry at the contempt of Song Ruifeng's mouth.

"Swords have no eyes, I hope the two junior brothers will point until they reach the point, so as not to hurt the friendship of the same family." The smile on Li Lanfeng's face remained unchanged, and after indicating that the two sides can start, he walked off the competition stage.

"Admit defeat, lest you suffer in vain." Song Ruifeng looked at Wang Ziwei with disdain.

(End of this chapter)