The match of the death group has received special attention. Each match is held separately. Unlike other groups, sixty Tianjiao compete at the same time, so that the spectators from all quarters and a group of big names can not miss every wonderful match! ! !
In an instant, the attention of everyone present was focused on the ring.
On the high platform of the east.
White clothes fluttering like a sword immortal, the supreme lord of the Iron Sword Sect, Dugu, looked at the two hundred who were facing each other a hundred meters away on the ring. The corner of his mouth was curled up, and a slight sneer appeared, "I didn't expect that he would touch it first. Going to Yang Fan, it seems that the fate of Yang Fan's children will end here!!!"
Yang Fan’s first-round opponent No. 12121 Tianjiao was no one else. It was the peerless genius of their Iron Sword Sect. Ji Wuming, known as the Death Swordsman, was the thirteenth person on their Iron Sword Sword Ranking. As early as a few years ago, His death sword intent is already great. After several years of hard cultivation, his death sword intent is not far away even if he has not entered the eighth-level realm. The horror of combat power is even against the general one-day martial arts. The power of World War I, among the tens of thousands of contestants on the field, if the thirteen seeds of evil spirits are the first grade of evil evildoers, and the lesser evil evildoers such as Xiaomanwang and Canglangzi are the second grade evil evildoers, then this lifeless swordsman Ji has no life. Barely able to squeeze into the third rank of evildoers, although Yang Fan is evil and talented, and even surpasses their iron sword sect founding ancestor Ken Daozi, but the potential is only potential. After all, he is also fifteen years old. The Maotou boy has a superficial background! ! !
"Brother Dugu, it seems that you are very optimistic about your Zong Tianjiao? How about taking the victory of the two of them, how about I wait for a gamble?" The Supreme Sect Master of the Seven Star Sect Han Qianye suddenly turned to the Dugu side. A little laugh.
"Oh, Brother Chiba has this yaxing, this sect is going to accompany him to the end, I don't know what Brother Chiba wants to bet?" Dugu party sneered, since Han Chiba was so "kindly" to give him a gift, if he didn't accept it. , Wouldn't I be sorry for Han Qianye's "kindness".
"The fish is on the bait!!!" Han Qianye's eyes flashed after hearing this. Yang Fan's strength, he "knows" no matter how powerful it is compared to many high-ranking Wuhous. They are only high and not low, on the court. Among the ten thousand contestants, only Huangfuqi, a peerless evildoer of the Gods of Heaven, can fight one. The rest, even the other twelve seed evildoers, are not enough to see, let alone a little third-class evildoer Ji Wuming. "I heard that Brother Dugu had a new Dragon-Tiger Power Pill, this Zong gambled on Brother Dugu’s Dragon-Tiger Power Pill!!!"
"If you want the dragon and tiger power pill of this sect, Han Qianye, you really have a big appetite!!!" The cold light in the sword pupil of Dugu party, the dragon and tiger power pill is the best earth pill, as long as one is worth it The last Wu Zong Da Neng Yi Jia Zi cultivated as hard as he could. He was still planning to use the Divine Pill to break through the bottleneck of Wu Zong’s Four Heavens in one fell swoop. However, when he saw Ji Wuming on the ring, when he reached his lips, he immediately changed. Brother Ye, what are you betting on?"
"Ten high-level sword stones, what do you think of Brother Dugu?" Han Qianye chuckled lightly. Sword stones are also divided into ranks. The lowest low-level sword stones are only useful for entry-level swordsmanship, and for Xiaocheng's swordsmanship. The effect of enlightenment is limited. The intermediate sword stone is suitable for the enlightenment of Xiaocheng sword intent, while the advanced sword stone is very useful for Dacheng sword intent, and even the tenth-level perfect sword intent has no small effect. Legend has it that on top of the high-level sword stones, there are also a number of top-level sword stones, and there is even a lot of hope that they can transform the ten-layer perfect sword intent into profound meaning in one fell swoop! ! !
Ten high-level sword stones, if one sword is repaired, it is enough to make its sword intent go from the seven-layer sword intent of the first to Dacheng, and break through to the nine-layer sword intent of the peak of Dacheng in one fell swoop, even if it is a Wuzong like Dugufang, it is not small. The role and value of this are so high that it will never be under the dragon and tiger power pill.
"Okay! Okay!!!" After a little thought, Dugu side nodded and agreed. With these ten high-level sword stones, his consummation sword intent is expected to go even further.
The group of death.
The same white dress is fluttering and the temperament is very similar to that of the Dugu party. There is a touch of regret in the eyes of the Tianjian Gongzi. Although he has already entered the sword tomb once, the Xuantian sword is obtained from the sword tomb, but he can once again. Who would be too much to enter? With his current cultivation level, he could not mobilize the earth tool inside. If there is a earth tool protection, its combat power will definitely have a qualitative leap! ! !
The nine major gates are on the spectator stand.
"Unexpectedly, he would be the first to confront Yang Fan, this time I am afraid it is dangerous!!!" a core disciple of the Seven Star Sect said worriedly, Ji Wuming's title of death swordsman is not a joke, but one of them kills with a sword. The one who came out, in his hands, has never been alive, and the killer's heart is more serious than that of the kind of evil spirits, and it is not much weaker.
"This is not necessarily true. Brother Yang Fan is not as simple as you imagined!!!" But soon, someone retorted that it was Lu Bingling. Others didn't know how Yang Fan was, but they all knew it. But even the ancestor Qingyun admits that it might not be the enchanting monster of his opponent. Although the death swordsman Ji Wuming is powerful, it still has a big gap compared with the ancestors of Wuhou like Qingyun ancestor.
It was just these things that they had already sworn in Dao Xin in the Shuanglong Desert not to reveal half of their points to others. Faced with the enquiries from the surrounding elders and disciples, they couldn't tell a reason for a while.
Quartet stands.
"At such an age, it is rare in the world to condense the spiritual bones. Throughout my Datang Dynasty, I can't find a few people. It's a pity that I met the evil star Ji Wuming!!!"
"Indeed, if I were to give him ten or eight years, Ji Wuming might not be his opponent, but now, what a pity!!!"
"Hey, such a arrogant one will die here, sad! What a sigh!!!"
Countless warriors have expressions of regret, the bone-forging warriors with weak crowns, this talent potential, even if placed thousands of years ago, is a peerless evildoer, even if it can't achieve the body of Zhenguo Wujun in the future, a Wuzong can absolutely It is impossible to run, but the result will be aborted. I have to say that it is a great sadness! ! !
However, it was in a humble corner.
"How could it be him, how could it be him..." An alluring girl looked at Yang Fan in black on the ring, her eyes widened instantly, as if she had seen a legendary ghost.
I saw his two decades of life, fair skin and snow, tall, rugged body was tightly wrapped in a white skirt, indescribably elegant and moving, as if the fairy on that day came to mortal dust, it was the Chu family. Miss Chu Bingxin, as one of the great families in Xianglong County, one of the first-class families in the Tang Dynasty, the greatest feast of the young generation in the 60 years of the Battle of Qingyun Ranking, how can you miss it? Even if you can’t compete in person, you can see it. This life worthwhile.
Of course, it is Chu Bingxin alone. Even if others think Yang Fan is a little familiar, they have never connected him with the peerless powerhouse who slapped the six heavenly ancestors of Wuhou with one palm. One is the top Wuhou, the top of the dynasty. One of the strong, the other is a disciple of the first generation of the Seven Star Sect, between the two, the identity difference is more than ten thousand miles, how could they be the same person.
"No...it's wrong..." Suddenly, Chu Bing's pretty face changed slightly, "He... Although they are very similar, they are still a little different... "
After more than a month, Yang Fan’s appearance has changed again, his skin has become fairer, the tenderness of his face has disappeared without a trace, and he has become more handsome. If he was before, he can only be said to be handsome. Yang Fan is a little handsome now.
"Bing Xin, what's the matter?" Chu Linghe, the ancestor of the Chu family, looked at Chu Bingxin with some confusion.
"Old ancestor, no... nothing..." Chu Bing smiled brightly, not to mention that the person could not be the "mysterious ancestor" at all, and even if it was, she would never Speaking out, the Chu family, including the ancestors, still don't know the truth of the matter, and they really think that the mysterious ancestor is their best friend of Zhengyang ancestors.
On the ring.
Yang Fan and Ji Wuming, the dead swordsman, face each other a hundred feet away.
Yang Fan's breath is flat, Gujing is not waved, he is said to be a martial artist, and is more like a rich man who does not know any martial arts.
On the other hand, that Ji is lifeless, with sword spirit lingering in his whole body, unable to cut through the void of the square, billowing killing intent like a nine-day star river, transpiring from the top of his head, the great sword intent of death, covering all directions, as if the peerless kill from hell God, let the world tremble from the depths of the soul.
"Unexpectedly, the first opponent in this seat was you, luck, it is really the luck of this seat!!!" Ji Wuming looked down at Yang Fan condescendingly, as if a god overlooking the world, his voice was indescribable with excitement.
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: In a sad life, I was caught by the old sister and carried things for a long time. It was a bit too late! ! !