Chapter 1085: Battle of the Immortal Banquet

The whole palace was silent, and if there was any sound, it was Chu Yan's footsteps. The eyes of the thousands of people in the palace were all on him.

At this moment, he was extremely handsome. The sun was falling from the sky, but it seemed to only highlight his extraordinaryness. He nodded slightly, so confidently, and walked out of the crowd step by step.

Everyone turned their eyes, and when they saw his face clearly, their hearts trembled.

"What he does, what he wants to do!" Yue Lang roared, showing an extremely painful look. How could it be possible? Why was he the one who defeated the tyrant so strongly? How could this be possible?

The Qingzhou swordsman and the mad lion clan all showed painful looks. They didn't want to believe it, but the fact was here. What's the use of them not believing it?

Seeing that handsome figure, Yuehu Fairy was also surprised, but it was only a moment, and she was relieved and smiled brightly.

Isn't it normal for him to do this?

He is the one who has disturbed the fairyland for decades. He is the pride of the Dragon Alliance. In the illusion cave, he defeated all enemies in the world. He killed thousands of prides with one sword, and he was invincible. He had an enemy of the fairy emperor but he was still talking and laughing. He has a ninth-grade soul. Isn't it supposed to be like this?

"Is it him?" Changsheng Mu was also stunned. He had met Chu Yan once before, in the restaurant, and then he showed an interesting smile: "It's a bit interesting."

The nine princes, Ye Feng frowned slightly, obviously did not expect that the boy who contradicted him before was the new defender.

But after a moment, Ye Feng retracted his gaze, still cold. The defender is not invincible, but the strongest for some casual cultivators. Compared with the descendants of princes and princes, they are nothing.

In the last fairy banquet, the tyrant swept hundreds of battle platforms, but finally only won the eleventh place, not the champion of the fairy banquet battle, because casual cultivators are not worthy of that position.

"It was you who defeated the tyrant?" Emperor Qingfeng looked at Chu Yan, his eyes filled with a faint smile.

"Reply to the emperor, it was the junior." Chu Yan said respectfully, and the emperor nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, I look forward to your performance."

"I will not disappoint the emperor." Chu Yan responded.

In the imperial palace, a maid beside the emperor stepped out and slowly said: "The defender has come on stage. Next, the battle of the fairy banquet will begin. The first game will be a big battle, centered on the defender. Anyone who wants to participate in the battle can come on stage."

"Swoosh!"

As soon as the voice fell, countless figures in the imperial palace immediately rose up and jumped onto the battle stage, with more than a thousand people.

Chu Yan was not surprised by this number. After all, there were a hundred people who were defeated in the hundred battles alone, plus the disciples of the major sects and the descendants of the kings and princes, there were a thousand people, which was normal.

From this, we can also see how powerful the tyrant is. In the last battle of the fairy banquet, he was able to kill out of a thousand people and become the eleventh, which shows how extraordinary he is.

This was also the best result achieved by a casual cultivator in history. He was eventually reused by the Great Emperor and was named the defender of the ring.

"Ye Feng, you really joined the battle!" Everyone said. Ye Feng took a step in the air and landed on the battlefield. The people around him dispersed a distance.

Next was a chaotic battle. When fighting on the same stage, most people would definitely choose the people next to them first. Ye Feng was also a seeded player who was valued in this session, so no one wanted to stand with him.

"You'd better hope that you will be eliminated in this chaotic battle, otherwise I will take your life." Ye Feng's eyes penetrated the crowd and fell on Chu Yan, saying lightly.

Hearing this, Chu Yan's eyes condensed, and then he showed a sneer: "You should also be careful. After all, the battle of the Immortal Banquet was witnessed by the Great Emperor. Even if the descendants of the kings and princes died, it would not be a strange thing."

"This madman..." Everyone was speechless. This chaotic battle has not even started, and they actually ran into Ye Feng?

In the imperial palace, many princes looked at the emperor with a smile and asked, "Emperor, what do you think of this battle?"

"A group of juniors, I don't know yet, but looking at Ye Feng, he seems very confident."

"What do you think of the new defender?" A beautiful woman next to him asked with a smile. Emperor Qingfeng looked at Chu Yan and said, "He has courage. Although his realm is slightly lower, he must have a certain degree of confidence to defeat the tyrant. I don't know how far he will reach."

"I have never heard of a level 5 immortal defeating a level 8 immortal. I am afraid that this boy has practiced some tricks, similar to poison, but on this immortal feast battle stage, this trick will not go far." The ninth prince sneered.

"Not necessarily. I heard a little about the battle between this boy and the tyrant that day. I heard that it was a pure force victory. Maybe there will be some miracles." Someone also defended Chu Yan.

Emperor Qingfeng was still smiling, but did not respond. He turned to look at Qingyi, who was still looking at Chu Yan with her beautiful eyes. She smiled and said, "Qingyi, do you know him?"

"He will win." Qingyi said crisply. Everyone was slightly startled and slightly surprised. Including the emperor, they also smiled but did not respond.

"Next, let's start." Someone gave an order above the Imperial Palace. The next moment, the battle platform in the center of the Imperial Palace shook violently. Then, deep underground, it seemed that a force was rising, endless, breaking through everything, and actually lifted the battle platform and sent it to the sky.

In the end, the battle platform became a suspended battle platform like the Immortal City, with eighteen huge Qingfengs below, occupying eight formations, covering the battle platform with endless brilliant light.

Chu Yan was in it, felt all this, and secretly admired Qingfeng Immortal Dynasty's arms, such a suspended battle platform, I am afraid that even if the Immortal Lord fights, it can block the rest of the power.

"In the next battle, you can admit defeat. Those who admit defeat are not allowed to kill. Of course, if both sides are unwilling to admit defeat and fight desperately, causing casualties, no one is allowed to retaliate." Another voice came from the imperial palace.

"start!"

With an order, thousands of people on the battlefield flashed away in an instant. Most people would choose a place near the edge, because there, there is the outside world behind them, and they would not be attacked by surprise. They could concentrate on attacking the people in front of them. Of course, , there are also some unlucky ones who did not grab the edge and were placed in the center of the battle stage.

Such people are surrounded by enemies from both sides and will usually be besieged and eliminated first.

But there are also accidents, such as some truly talented people. They don't care about their location, because where they are is a battlefield storm. No matter how many people surround them, they can win. For example, Ye Feng is like this. He doesn't want to The others also waited, but took the initiative to attack, killing everyone along the way. Everyone he met was killed.

In addition to Ye Feng, there are also several people who performed extremely well, such as Tyrant. Even though he was defeated by Chu Yan, he was still qualified to compete. His violent power allowed him to sweep across the side and hit the enemy with one punch.

Jiang Yan and Zhao Yu are both valued descendants of princes. In addition, there are some dark horses, such as the young demon lord of Jiuyou Demon City: Demon Dragon.

The power of the demon cultivator is extremely domineering, and he is not afraid of strong enemies. Even if he encounters the descendants of princes, he will not shy away. He will face the crisis directly and win with force. The more he fights, the braver he becomes.

There are also people from the Yue Clan participating in the war. Yue Lang and Yue Hu, as well as the Qingzhou Swordsman and the Crazy Lion Clan, are all there. However, they are not amazing enough compared to those top figures, but as a top force, they are passable and not to the point of being eliminated.

On the platform, Chu Yan was walking. The platform was huge and a self-contained space, enough for a thousand people to perform at their best, so he was not in a hurry. There were also some people who saw him and reported some lucky attacks. After all, he His realm was very low. Although he defeated the tyrant, many people did not think that Chu Yan would be very powerful except for those who witnessed the battle that day.

It's a pity that they were all defeated.

"Stop!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Chu Yan, making him frown slightly and stop.

"Although I don't know how you defeated the tyrant, you do not belong to this battlefield." A seventh-level genius said indifferently.

"You are no match for me." Chu Yan glanced at the immortal and said calmly. The immortal's eyes shrank. He is also a descendant of a prince and has very strong talent. However, he was born at the wrong time and his level is slightly lower. If he waits any longer, In ten years, in the next battle of the Immortal Banquet, he will definitely be incomparable.

Unfortunately, this time, he knew very well that he would never reach the end, but even so, he still did not allow anyone with a lower level than himself to exist on the battlefield.

So he decided to let Chu Yan be eliminated.

"Arrogant!" The man let out a low roar, clasped his hands together, and saw that there were layers of curse seals wrapped around his body. Each curse seal contained a different kind of power. Then these curse seals were born into the nine heavens, like Endless stars blasted towards Chu Yan from a distance.

Looking up at the curse seals all over the sky, Chu Yan shook his head helplessly: "Why don't you listen to the advice?"

"Buzz!" Chu Yan opened his palm and saw a small sword tomb emerging, like an island. Then he waved his sleeve and the island lifted into the sky. Then he heard a "dong-dong" sound, and the island In the middle, thousands of swords were shot out, and the phantoms were unified, and every sword was filled with strong chill.

"Bang!" The next moment, the endless cursed starlight was seen fading under the swords, and the swords continued to clang and clank. Tianjiao's face turned pale, and he was immediately enveloped in the endless sword light, and he was in a sword storm.

"No..." Tianjiao screamed, and the sound of popping was heard one after another. Tianjiao spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees directly on the ground. While gasping for air, he looked at Chu Yan in horror.

"How did you do it?" Tianjiao whispered. He was sure that the move just now was not an immortal technique, nor did it have any immortal power. It seemed to be a very pure attack, but he failed. Don't even know what happened.

"Life Soul Suppression." Chu Yan smiled faintly. After defeating him, he did not take the opponent's life because it was unnecessary. Tianjiao's heart trembled, and then he lowered his head: "The tyrant lost to you unjustly, I admit defeat!"