The fierce wind came.
Zheng Feiyue looked as usual and didn't even move his eyelids.
But someone behind him shot, the stars twinkled, like the Milky Way pouring down, intercepting all the light of Wang Xiaohua's knife.
The audience's eyes fell on the Lord of the Ming Dynasty.
Wang Xiaohua frowned and said, "the Ming emperor wants to protect him?"
The old seven said faintly, "since it's a showdown, there should be a constitution. Today, all the major schools come together and the elite disciples gather. It's better to take this opportunity to have a duel. The duel between you and Zheng Feiyue is the last, and we will witness it. How about it?"
The proposal surprised Wang Xiaohua.
However, other sects agreed one after another. They brought elite disciples. They didn't want to just go through the motions. Everyone agreed with Lao Qi's suggestion.
Wang Xiaohua looked at the left and right Dharma protectors behind her.
"Guan Erye" nodded and whispered, "young patriarch, I'd better endure for half a day. I can defeat Zheng Feiyue under the witness of the seven sects and become famous!"
"But I can't stand it for a moment." Wang Xiaohua pinches her finger joints white. At the moment, new hatred and old hatred come together, making him like in purgatory. It's really unbearable.
"Guan Erye" comforted: "today, the army of evil god sect is out, and elder Wang is not here. If Zheng Feiyue is the reincarnation of an immortal, he will not escape!"
Wang Xiaohua heard the speech, a pair of red eyes fell on the enemy, and finally nodded ruthlessly.
When they saw that he had agreed, they were all secretly relieved.
Back mountain.
In a few days, this place has been transformed, with a depth of several kilometers, the ground has been leveled, and a reinforced array has been used to become a standard challenge arena.
Around the challenge arena, a viewing platform is also set up. There are thousands of seats on the stage. There is no time to buy chairs and stools. Zheng Feiyue uses waste and cuts the cut trees into stumps.
Although there are many wooden thorns, there is a place to sit.
The main doors occupied the best viewing position. As for other casual repairs, they looked for seats in twos and threes like the guests of the cinema.
Today, many people came to fairy peak. The more than 2000 seats prepared by Zheng Feiyue were full. Some people didn't grab the position and simply stood.
The voices of more than 2000 people gathered together, and the whole back mountain was buzzing.
Wang Xiaohua and the left and right Dharma protectors sat on the observation platform. In addition, there were elite disciples they brought. As for other strong ones, they were scattered all over the fairy peak.
Obviously, I'm afraid Zheng Feiyue will run away.
It's just that Zheng Feiyue can't run away. He worked hard to make such a big scene, not to escape. Today, the seven sects gathered together. After he defeated Wang Xiaohua and eliminated the danger of evil god sect, it was the time for this science and technology conference to be generous and brilliant.
Suddenly, the buzz between heaven and earth disappeared.
Zheng Feiyue walked slowly into the challenge arena, facing the viewing platform with more than 2000 people, followed by a rough man behind him. He also resisted a strange machine that no one knew, shaking the wooden handle like a wind.
"Welcome to the first Xianwang science and technology exchange conference. I won't introduce myself much. There must be few people who don't know me."
Zheng Feiyue shouted at more than 2000 people. His voice was not loud, but it was accurately transmitted to everyone's ears, showing strong internal strength.
Many people on the stage nodded one after another.
Zheng Feiyue continued: "there is only one purpose for you to come here, that is to witness the duel between Wang Xiaohua and me. Good food is not afraid of late. Before that, I discussed with the managers of major doors and felt that I should take out some color heads to heat up the market!"
Many casual practitioners looked puzzled.
Hot field?
Aren't the seven sects competing with each other?
"Pa Pa Pa!"
Zheng Feiyue clapped his hands. Lv Bu and Zhao Yun came with a bench covered with a dark red cloth.
Wang Xiaohua's face twitched violently and recognized that the red cloth was her own sheet!
Zheng Feiyue opened the red cloth.
The sky is full of jewels.
The casual practitioners on the stage suddenly opened their eyes and looked at a pile of treasures on the table, including magic weapons, spirit grass, armor and pills, all of which were full of light.
Zheng Feiyue picked up a long sword and said, "Chixiao sword is made by Master Sun of magic ware Zong. It is extremely sharp and cuts iron like mud. Although it is not a congenital magic weapon, its quality exceeds the best magic weapon."
Countless pairs of hot eyes threw at Chixiao sword.
A good weapon is no less than a second life. The best magic weapon is hard to find. Not to mention that this Chixiao sword is made by everyone, and its quality is better.
Not only is it casual practice, those disciples of the large sect are jealous.
That's not over.
Zheng Feiyue put down the Chixiao sword, picked up a bottle of pills and said with a smile, "there are ten Tianmo pills here. I don't have to say its value?"
Everyone nodded.
Tianmo pill is the most advanced Pill on the market. After being monopolized by the seven sects, ordinary people can't buy it even if they have money.
Zheng Feiyue put down the magic pill and picked up his armor again
With the introduction of treasures, the whole venue was exploded.
These are rare treasures. It's lucky to get one. If you get all of them, you'll definitely get rich overnight!
It's said that shopkeeper Zheng is rich enough to rival the country. He casually took out these things. Indeed, he deserves his reputation.
Money moves people.
Someone couldn't help shouting, "shopkeeper Zheng, are these treasures for us?"
Zheng Feiyue said with a smile, "naturally, if you want a precious Taoist friend, please step on the challenge arena, accept the challenges of other Taoist friends, and take anything if you can resist ten challenges without losing."
Resist ten challenges without losing?
The casual practitioners looked at each other.
"Shopkeeper Zheng, it's good for you to directly distribute the treasure to the seven sects. Why do you have to fight the challenge arena many times?" someone expressed dissatisfaction.
Most people can tell the difference between sanxiu and the elite disciples of the sect.
Zheng Feiyue had expected this move and said, "if a casual cultivation friend defeats a large number of disciples, even if he wins only one game, he can also take away the treasure! There is no limit to the number of games. I don't have enough here."
Typical local tyrant tone.
In this way, sanxiu could accept it and the war was raging.
The disciples of the seven sects were unhappy. Zheng Feiyue's move undoubtedly made them the target of public criticism.
However, they have a lot of dignity, and they are not afraid of these despised casual practices. Immediately, a disciple of the five ghost sect jumped onto the challenge arena and said in a deep voice, "I'll guard the first challenge. Who will take it?"
Most of the other disciples are looking at the mouth, mouth, nose and heart. Although they are also very jealous of the treasures, they don't have a chance at this time. They have to clean up the scattered cultivation first.
"I'll meet you!"
A strong man roared and flew straight from the viewing platform into the challenge arena. His shoulders sank slightly, and two long knives fell into his hands. He said in a deep voice, "I'm here to learn the unique skill of the five ghost sect!"
"Overestimate your strength!"
The disciples of the five ghost sect sneered, waved their dark green robes, and a dark ghost gushed out.
The strong man didn't dare to neglect, so he avoided the origin method carefully, and then pasted it to the disciples of the Five ghosts sect.
Soon, the two started banging.