Yang Fan is not a saint, and he can’t do anything to retaliate with virtue. He is an ordinary layman, a young man who protects his shortcomings. This is him Yang Fan! ! !
Regardless of whether this Li Li has regrets, regardless of his identity and background, if he dares to kill him and kill him, then he must have the consciousness of death! ! !
Without a trace of hesitation, without a trace of entanglement, Yang Fan blasted Li into dregs with a single palm, his skin exploded with flesh and blood, and his bones splashed all over, so bloody and miserable! ? ! !
Eastern high platform.
"Roar! Li'er! My poor Li'er, little beast, you can't die, you can't die!!!" I finally took a sigh of relief, just in time to see Yang Fan blow his precious son into a blast with a palm. Scum, his eyes stared as if he were a commander, drops of blood and tears continued to drip down, and the voice was the cuckoo crying blood ape wailing, tearing blood in his heart, hatred to the sky.
He is just such a son, just such a son, this little beast, Ju... actually hurt his Lier like this, this is to make his old Mo family extinct, this hatred , Don’t share the sky, it’s hard to wash with all the water from all corners of the world, roar, little beast, this sect will not kill you, swear not to be a man! ! !
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Fainted in the past.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! It's done, this time I really did it!!!" Without looking at Mo Long, who had vomited blood and fainted under the double blow, the silver-robed deacon Xu Baichuan stood up and stood up. Come, look at the proud figure on the ring, full of excitement, the fifteen-year-old Triple Heavenly Wuzong's combat power, this talent is simply abnormal. Throughout the huge Beihuang Prefecture, it can be called a rare and insignificant. Count, as the discoverer, that reward, that reward, hiss! ! !
"I can't say that this constellation also has the hope of impacting the position of the supreme king..." Suddenly, Xu Baichuan's eyes flashed with unspeakable heat. The sixth-rank upper-level spiritual veins can condense the star core and achieve the real body of Wujun. , Is almost at its limit, wanting to become the supreme king is almost a luxury, but at this moment, he saw a trace of hope of the king.
"Hahaha.... What about taking the Forbidden Pill-Fire Dragon Breaking the Boundary Pill? When I met my Zong Yang Fan, it was not defeated... The qualifying place for this group of death was not me. Zong Yangfan is none other than!!!" At this moment, Han Qianye's heart was so happy that it is hard to describe in words. His confidence in Yang Fan has always soared to the extreme. What about Huangfuqi, the strongest evildoer, is comparable to Wu Zong One and two Heavenly Powers, under Yang Fan, who possesses three Heavenly Wuzong combat power, it is impossible to escape the fate of defeat in the end.
"Damn it! How could this be, how could this little beast be so strong, how could it be so strong..." Dugu's eyes breathed fire, and his nails were deeply embedded in the palm of his palm. , You must know that he is only Wu Zong's three-layer cultivation base, doesn't it mean that Yang Fan, a little beast, is no longer much weaker than his generation of sword gods.
"Hi... blame... Monster, he is not a human, not a human..." Guo Jiyun gasped in horror, knowing that he is the lord of the sect. , It was just enough to squeeze into the realm of the second-tier Wuzong, if he didn't count his guardian beasts, fighting alone, he wouldn't even be Yang Fan's opponent.
He is only fifteen years old, only fifteen years old! ! !
A hint of hesitation flashed on Guo Jiyun's face, "For Dongyun Haoyi, is it really worth it to be an enemy of such a heaven-defying monster?" He is different from Dugu. Xia Yu is his direct disciple, and the two share the same father and son, not to mention. Like Mo Long, Mo Li is his only son, a taboo in his life. Dong Yunhao is just a peerless evildoer of their Purple Spirit Sect, not his direct disciple, and he doesn't have too deep feelings with his suzerain.
And today’s Yang Fan has really grown up. The Triple Heavenly Wuzong’s combat power is among the strongest in the entire Tang Dynasty. With the strength of their Purple Spirit Sect, even if they use all their power to siege Yang Fan, it’s not necessarily possible. There is a complete certainty that Yang Fan can be left behind, and once he is let go, with his monster talent, I am afraid that it will not take three years to uproot their Purple Spirit Sect from this world! ! !
"No... Benzong can't make fun of the ancestor's inheritance, this matter must be cautious!!!"
"What a Yang Fan!!!" The wind has always been calm, and the supreme lord of the Tianshen Sect, Shen Tianzong, who Gujing Bubo, is now looking solemnly at the young figure on the ring, "This son is highly talented, even though Qi'er, it's hard to wait! Han Qianye, the old boy, has found a treasure this time!!!"
"But fifteen years are not so easy to ignore, Qi'er, it's not as simple as you think!!!"
Quartet spectator seats.
Countless warriors looked at the young man on the ring, with a solemn look, as if looking up at the legendary gods and demons, and deeply warned themselves that no matter who offends in the future, even if it is the master of the nine great sects high above them, Don’t provoke Yang Fan, the fifteen-year-old Wuzong’s combat power. What is this concept? As long as it doesn’t fall in the future, Zhenguo Wujun and even the supreme king will not be the end, and the most terrifying thing is that scheming, forbearance, It's not like a weak crown boy at all, even those old foxes who have lived for hundreds of years don't necessarily have such terrible thoughts, like their strength, unfathomable, vast, offending him, and fearing how to die in the end Do not know at all.
The group of death.
Heavenly Sacred Son Huangfu Qi's face was unprecedentedly dignified, and his brows almost frowned. "I thought I had looked at this Yang Fan, but I never thought that he would still be underestimated. The terrible combat power is almost comparable to the Three Heavens. Wu Zong Da Neng, even if he is this seat, now wants to win him, I am afraid that he will have to pay a lot of money... .hh, this kid is really not sixteen years old? Such a monster, even in the ancient times, I am afraid that few people can compare it to it, right?"
"But the more so, the more damn this kid is, and if you continue to let this kid grow up, this seat will be left behind by him, and he will step on his feet for eternity and eternal life, and he will never turn over. The day!!!"
The cold light flashed in Huangfuqi's eyes, as if he was brewing a peerless murderous intent! ! !
The ring competition is still going on, but with the jade in front, the next battle, in the eyes of countless warriors, is flatter, like chewing wax, lacking in interest, and soon two more hours have passed, reaching the 200th. The last two Tianjiao of the group took the stage for the final battle and decided the only qualifying spot.
In the meantime, the flying cloud magic sword Zhu Feng in the second group successfully emerged and won the first qualifying spot for the Seven Star Sect. After that, the gentleman sword king Haoran, the flying dragon son Chu Longfei, and the Jiuxiao son Chi Jiuxiao also performed well and relaxed. Solve the opponent and directly get the first place in the group, but the rest of the brothers are not so lucky. In a desperate battle, the final winner is only five people, although there are nine Seven Star Sects in the last forty groups. Elite, but except for Yang Fan, the rest are really not easy to qualify. Whether the two can qualify successfully is a big unknown! ! !
Those who can pass the five rounds of arena battles and persist until now, there are almost no weak people, the weakest person, placed in their Seven Star Sect, they are the top talents second only to the thirty-six days of the strong, most of them are that The second and third grades of evildoers, as lucky as Zhu Feng, are only a few of them in a weak group after all! ! !
The eldest princess Li Xiuning and other seed evildoers that Yang Fan followed easily solved their opponents and successfully advanced. After all, they were not in the group of death. The strongest opponent they encountered was nothing but the second-grade evildoer like Dong Yunhao. The best in it! ! !
In the blink of an eye, another half of tea time passed, and finally it was the turn of the death group again! ! !
Suddenly, the whole audience was silent! ! !
This is the peak battle of the whole audience, the strongest battle of evildoers in the dynasty, unparalleled in the world! ! !
"Yang Fan, let's go to the ring! See who is the strongest evildoer of the Tang Dynasty!!!" Heavenly sacred son Huang Fuqi directly turned into a ray of light and shot into the ring.
The entire arena was shining brightly in an instant, and Huangfuqi, bathed in endless gods, suddenly became sacred and incomparable, as if a god descending to the earth, vaguely, it seemed that there was still a vague god sounding.
"Huangfuqi, the strongest evildoer is my Yang Fan!!!"
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thanks: Ha for your reward and support, hey, the temperature has dropped again, my fingers are freezing so badly that I can't improve the speed, it's a bit late! ! !