109: C109 Yang Fan Is Going to Fight

C109 Yang Fan Is Going to Fight

On the peak of Sunset Peak, a man stood proudly on the first ring.

He was wearing a white robe, Young Man. He was twenty years old. On his back was a sheathed ancient sword. He was full of pride, and his eyes were filled with loneliness. It was as if he was a lonely swordsman. Standing at the top of all living things, he could not find any opponent. He looked down on everything. In the depths of his eyes, ten thousand swords to ones of ten thousand swords to one could be seen, as if he could kill anything!

Hundred Swords Lord - Baili Yunfei was the number one genius in the outer circle of Tianshu Peak. It was said that as soon as he entered the Outer Sect, he was taken in as a disciple by a big figure of the Sect. He had to spread the news. The top sword skill of the Tianshu Branch - Thousand Swords True Technique. He had dominated the Outer Sect of the Seven Stars Sect, and no one could defeat him. Even some Earth Boards and experts were no match for him!

The Earth Board had recruited the strongest seventy-two people from the Seven Stars Sect's Inner Sect. Each of them was a top tier Pulse Opening Stage expert. Even the weakest of them had the strength to crush an ordinary half-martial master!

"half-martial master, a low grade seventh grade bloodline. He also has the sword intent. I'm afraid the White Sword God Bai Wuji might not be his match!" On the platform of Kaiyang Yimai, Yang Fann looked at Baili Yunfei, who was standing on the stage like Sword Immortal, and his eyes sparkled. With his current cultivation base, in the Outer Sect. . . Only the top three Mortal Board could slightly arouse his interest!

In the next moment.

Yang Fann turned his gaze and looked at the Ring Two to his left. He could not help but suck in a breath of cold air, "He is too tall!"

Xiong Kuohai's six meter tall body was shocking. Yang Fann was tall, and he was 1. 8 meters tall. He was considered tall among outer sect disciple. However, compared to Xiong Kuohai, he was just like a midget. He could not even reach Xiong Kuohai's waist!

"Legend has it that this Xiong Kuohai possesses a trace of the ancient giant bloodline. I'm afraid it's true!" How could a normal person have such a height? However, if he possessed a trace of the Ancient Giant Race's bloodline, it would be different. According to historical records, The Ancient Giant was born three meters tall, and when he was young, he was thirty meters tall. The expert among them was 300 meters tall. As for Xiong Kuohai, who was six meters tall. . . In the ancient giants, he was just a baby that could walk!

Very quickly, Yang Fann's gaze turned to the third ring by the side!

It was a yellow-clothed assassin with a single blade on his back. He looked to be in his twenties, and his face was simple and unsophisticated. His entire body emitted a domineering aura.

Badao - Tang Feiyu was also considered arrogant and domineering, but compared to this yellow-clothed assassin, there was no comparison at all!

Saber King - Heng Yidao, the second person in Tianshu Peak. He was known as the number one saber cultivator in the Outer Sect of the Seven Stars Sect. He had once killed the Nine Pirate Lords of Qishan and made a great name for himself!

The Nine Pirate Lords of Qishan was not a nameless nobody. They were all top experts. The weakest one among them was a Ninth Grade Huge Perfection. Their leader was a Bone Forging Martial Master warrior with the Spirit Bones. Especially their leader. He was evil tiger, and he was about to reach the Martial Master Second Layer. Plus, they had five thousand subordinates under their command. Even ordinary Martial Master Second Layer might not be a match for them. However, they were all killed by Heng Yidao.

That battle had truly turned into a river of blood, and corpses were scattered all over the place. In the entire Seven Stars Sect, there were only a few people who were as murderous as Heng Yidao.

Just as Yang Fann was sizing up Heng Yidao, a figure jumped onto the one hundred and eight combat rings!

This was a twenty-year-old Young Man. He had an extraordinary temperament. The red brocade robe he wore was spotless, and he wore a silver cloak that could reach the ground. He wore a belt that was three inches wide on his waist, and it was inlaid with gems. It looked extremely expensive. His entire body's aura surged like a tide, and it shook the world!

Jun Motian was one of the top Yuhengs in the Yuheng. Although he wasn't one of the top ten disciples, he was only slightly inferior to him. He cultivated the Nine Heavens Hurricane Technique. His inner force could transform into a hurricane and tear apart the Giant Beast!

"Brother Ye Wuhen, I want to challenge you!"

There were 108 people in the Mortal Board, and Ye Wuhen was one of the top swordsmen in the Tianquan Yimai. His cultivation in the Sword Dao was as profound as Mo Liuyun's. He was wearing a white robe. On his back was a spirit sword that was shimmering with specks of starlight. That was his famous spirit artifact - a low-grade supreme-grade spirit sword - sword of light. His face was cold and stern. His powerful aura enveloped his entire body. He was like an unsheathed Supreme Divine Sword with a sharp edge!

"Please!" Ye Wuhen nodded slightly. His voice was cold and carried a trace of anger. He was the first to challenge him. This meant that he was the weakest person in the Mortal Board. Although he was ranked last in the Mortal Board, in reality, the eight people behind the Mortal Board could be considered geniuses of the same level. Their combat strength was almost the same.

"You're going to lose, Nine Heavens Hurricane Technique!"

A hurricane burst out from the arena, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, it turned into a giant whirlwind that was dozens of feet wide, shrouding Ye Wuhen!

"Insignificant skill, Infinite Starlight Sword Art!"

Ye Wuhen didn't move at all. He slashed out a Sword Qi that was ten feet long. He instantly defeated the raging hurricane.

Jun Motian was sent flying by the force of the Sword Qi. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily onto the arena.

"Jun Motian was instantly killed by him with just a single strike. Is this the strength of the Mortal Board's expert?" Countless spectators from all directions sucked in a breath of cold air. Some of the outer sect disciple who was about to go up the stage and challenge Jun Motian started to retreat. Jun Motian was not a weakling. There were fifteen people from the Yuheng, but he was killed by a single sword strike. The most important thing was. . . Obviously, Ye Wuhen still had some strength left. The last one was already so powerful. The other Mortal Boards should be even more powerful.

After a slight pause, a long roar sounded out from the Tianquan Yimai. "Mo Liuyun, I will definitely defeat you!" Every Mortal Board's expert had a short break after being challenged. It was to prevent them from losing because of exhaustion. After all, those who dared to challenge them were all top experts of the Outer Sect. If they kept fighting, other than a peerless genius like Baili Yunfei. . . The others have to lose!

In the next moment.

A man in his twenties, dressed in a pale yellow robe, with a handsome face, who looked a little arrogant, stepped onto the No. 106 ring!

"Zhang Jifeng, with just you?" Mo Liuyun's face instantly turned cold. Fury flashed across his eyes. For the past hundred years. . . Yaoguang had always wanted to use the Kaiyang to get rid of their lowest ranking. There were many contradictions between them. Of course, this wasn't what made Mo Liuyun the most furious. What made him angry was. . . This Zhang Jifeng wasn't even in the top 20 of the Yaoguang. He actually dared to challenge him. This was a blatant insult to the Kaiyang.0

Mo Liuyun's figure moved slightly, and a sword light burst out from his body. This sword light was extremely fast, like a shooting star breaking through the sky, making people unable to react in time!

In an instant.

The sword light struck Zhang Jifeng's chest, breaking several of his ribs in an instant, causing Zhang Jifeng to spit out blood continuously. He fell heavily onto the ground!

"How dare he challenge someone with this little strength? What a joke. " Apart from the people of Yaoguang, the other disciples were laughing out loud. When they saw his majestic appearance, they thought that he was an expert. But in the end, he was defeated by someone before he could even make a move. This matter was truly ridiculous.

"Han Bo, let's begin. "

"Liu Yifan, let me fight you!"

"Junior Sister Xie, let's start!"

The arena challenge was going on like a raging fire. The top experts of the Outer Sect flew onto the stage and started the challenge. However, the Mortal Board and expert were indeed the top Seven Stars Sects among the hundred thousand outer sect disciple from the Seven Stars Sect. Most of the challengers had failed. Up until now, there were only eight people who had been defeated in the arena. Unfortunately, Mo Liuyun was one of them.

Mo Liuyun, who was ranked in the one hundred and sixth place in the Mortal Board, was still a little weak. After he defeated the nine challengers, He was defeated by a genius from the Tianxuan. In the Kaiyang Yimai, there were very few people who could make it onto the list. Two of them were crippled by Yang Fann. Now, only four of them were still in the arena. This made countless spectators shake their heads and sigh. They thought that the Kaiyang Yimai had truly declined!

"It's about time. Besides, some problems should be completely resolved. " Suddenly, a bright light flashed in Yang Fann's eyes, which was somewhat dull. His gaze was directed at the eighteenth ring.

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