early morning.

Before dawn.

Many people have gathered under the only life and death stage on Yugui Peak.

There are disciples, deacons, and servants.

There are even some elders.

Yang Feng, the grandson of Yang Chongyang, the great elder of Yugui Peak, will sign a life-and-death contract with a servant on the life-and-death stage today to fight the life-and-death battle!

It has been about two years since the last life-and-death battle.

In the past two years, the Yugui Peak has been very calm.

All conflicts will be resolved privately as much as possible.

People who practice cultivation value time and life the most. Before they have no choice, no one will waste time on the stage of life and death.

And the last life-and-death battle was between two disciples.

As a result, one died and one was injured.

The dead will have no complete corpse.

The injured person became disabled!

So, since that time, few people have taken this extreme route again.

Every disciple of Xuelong Island and every practitioner are the favorites of God.

I finally got this opportunity to become a superior person, and even have the opportunity to become an immortal. Who would be willing to die halfway and lose his life?

However, there seems to be no suspense in this life-and-death battle.

Of course, it must be less exciting than the last time.

After all, one is an elite disciple of the outer sect and the grandson of the great elder. In terms of martial arts and treasures, there are more than other outer sect disciples.

Even if another outer disciple had a decisive battle with him, he would not have much chance of winning.

What's more, the one who fought with him this time was just a servant.

I heard that the mailman was a mailman who cleaned the cell and had some cultivation.

Because I am young, I am full of energy and can easily become impulsive.

After being agitated by Yang Feng, he couldn't help but agree to the life-and-death battle.

Now, I believe that the little servant is very regretful and desperate in his heart.

However, since you agree to such a thing, you must not regret it.

What's more, the entire Yugui Peak knew about this.

He is already in a difficult situation!

The morning sun poked its head out from the green mountains in the distance.

The golden sunlight shines on the entire Guiyu Peak.

However, the always cold Yugui Peak still cannot feel any warmth under the sunshine.

However, everyone is a cultivator and has long been used to the environment here.

Under the scene of life and death, more and more people gathered.

Most of them were bored for too long and wanted to see the lively low-level disciples and servants.

Everyone worked together, gathered together, greeted each other, whispered and discussed.

The peddler camp is naturally even more excited.

Some people have never seen a fighting spirit practitioner in their entire lives. Today, they can’t wait and be excited.

What's more, the side that fights life and death is a traitor with the same status as them.

"I heard that the jailer who cleans the cell also has cultivation. Since he can practice, why did he come to our place to be a jailer?"

"Who knows, maybe I can't make it through the outside world, or maybe I offended someone who had no choice but to do a choreographer."

"It makes sense. That kid is probably a thorn, otherwise he wouldn't have provoked Mr. Yang with impulse and agreed to the decisive battle on the Life and Death Terrace. He is really not afraid of death!"

"Haha, I'm afraid that boy has regretted it now and his intestines are green. He is young and ignorant, and he is fearless. I heard that he just came here, no wonder."

"What a pity. Otherwise, he might be able to become an outer disciple of our Xuelong Island, after all, he also has the talent for cultivation."

"It's too late! Look at the situation today. Even if that kid regrets it, even if he doesn't want to come, even kneel down and beg for mercy, he must go to the stage."

"But it's a bit strange. Since that kid is also a servile servitude, why have so many of us never seen him?"

While a group of people were talking, a sudden burst of screams of surprise from the outer disciple camp on the other side, and then someone shouted loudly: "Look! Senior Brother Yang is here!"

Everyone stopped talking in a hurry and looked over.

On the path not far away, Yang Feng walked over gracefully, wearing a white robe surrounded by a group of disciples.

The uniform clothing of Xuelong Island is white.

The costumes on Yugui Peak are black.

Because today is a decisive battle on the life and death stage, the rules of the entire Xuelong Island, today, Yang Feng was wearing white clothes to show that he was fighting according to the rules of the sect, and no one could intervene!

He was originally a little afraid that Chu Xiaoye was the leader of the peak, but after his grandfather inquired, he gave up his concerns.

It turned out that the little servant was just picked up by the peak master by accident, not the peak master.

As for this life-and-death battle, the peak master did not say a word after receiving the news.

It is obvious that the peak owner will not interfere in such trivial matters.

So, in Yang Feng's eyes, the little servant named Chu Xiaoye was already a dead person!

"Senior Brother Yang will win! Senior Brother Yang will win!"

The disciples raised their fists and shouted loudly, not knowing whether they were sincerely encouraged or took the opportunity to flatter and please.

After all, they have a very deep background.

Surrounded by a group of senior brothers, Yang Feng arrived at the Life and Death Platform and walked straight up.

He stood on the stage, carrying his hands on his back, and looked down at the group of servants, wanting to find the little servant who is seeking death from it, and even more wanting to see his current expression.

If he was willing to kneel down and beg for mercy, kowtow to him hundreds of times, and lose his cultivation, perhaps he could still spare his life.

Unfortunately, he didn't find the little servant.

When the slaughter group saw him looking, they all lowered their heads and were silent.

The servants secretly exclaimed in their hearts: The momentum of this Senior Brother Yang is really extraordinary! Just a glance can make people frightened and their whole body cold!

At this time, the sun had risen.

Not long.

Wu Zizhong, who was responsible for notarizing this life-and-death battle, also came to the scene.

Seeing that Yang Feng had already come to the stage, he walked up with the life and death contract.

Yang Feng hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Senior Brother Wu, please be old."

Seeing that he was not arrogant because of the identity of the elder and grandson, Wu Zizhong couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "It's just a trivial matter. Nephew Yang, you came very early today, just a servant, just a fighter, just a wave of your hand, you don't have to be so serious."

He naturally got the news.

The little servant had nothing to do with the peak master.

So, for this matter, he naturally wanted to give face to the great elder Yang Chongyang.

Yang Feng smiled and said with a joking look, "You can't be careless. Uncle Wu also saw it that day. The little servant was extremely arrogant and probably had some small skills. As an elite disciple of the outer sect, I cannot be taken advantage of by him. My grandfather also said that if I can't kill him within ten moves, my training resources this month will be gone. Uncle Wu, you said, how can I not be serious?"

Wu Zizhong burst into laughter and twisted his beard and said, "I didn't expect that the elder is funny and took the opportunity to inspire you to perform well. Nephew Yang, don't worry, with your cultivation and magic weapons on your body, that little servant will definitely not be able to withstand ten moves."

Yang Feng stretched out his finger and smiled, "But the goal I set for myself is five moves!"

Wu Zizhong was stunned, then raised his thumb and said, "Good, okay!"

At this time.

Under the scene of life and death, many people are already impatient to wait.

"Why haven't the little servant come yet? Could it be that he really dare not come?"

"Did you run away?"

Whether it is a tragic servant or a disciple, I don’t want to wait too long, after all, there is still something to do during the day.

Wu Zizhong raised his head and looked at Shichen. The smile on his face gradually calmed down.
Chapter completed!