"This time, the challenger is the boy!"

"Guess who he's going to choose?"

"It should be the young master of the demon clan, if I were him, I would definitely choose the young master of the demon clan!"

When people saw that Su Fan was selected by the Starlight Ring, they all speculated.

"Is it finally me?"

Su Fan swept Feng Zekai with the corner of his eye, his figure flashed, and he flew in without needing to be led by the ring.

The speed was so fast that even the connecting brilliance couldn't keep up with his pace!

"Choose the opponent you want to challenge!"

As if it was routine, the old voice sounded again.

"Sixth place!"

Su Fan said lightly, and Feng Zekai couldn't help but shudder with fear after hearing his words.

After moving forward several times, the current sixth place happens to be Feng Zekai!

However, now Feng Zekai has completely given up the idea of fighting Su Fan again.

Because, Feng Zekai was very afraid that Su Fan would use his mental power to impact again when he was fighting with him!

Without the protection of the barrier, if Su Fan's spiritual power was completely applied to him, it would not be as simple as being injured just now.

"I recognize ......"

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Zekai hurriedly opened his mouth and wanted to admit defeat on the spot, but as soon as he spit out two words in his mouth, the whole person suddenly froze, as if he had lost control of his body in an instant!

The cold air instantly travels all over the body!

This...... What's going on!

Feng Zekai was terrified in his heart, he struggled hard, but every part of his body did not react at all.

"What's wrong with Feng Zekai, doesn't he want to admit defeat? Why did he stop in the middle of speaking!"

Everyone looked at Feng Zekai inexplicably, and they all felt that the latter's expression was a little funny now.

His mouth was wide open, and his eyes were frozen there, as if he was passively frozen.

At this time, Su Fan, who was standing in the ring, suddenly laughed softly, he stared at Feng Zekai's stiff expression, and his eyes were bright: "Want to admit defeat? I'm sorry, in front of me, none of you have the right to admit defeat!"

"Now...... Come down!"

As the last word fell, Feng Zekai's body, which seemed to be frozen, suddenly moved!

One step, two steps, three steps......

Although his steps were slightly staggering, he still slowly walked towards the ring.

Feng Zekai's face still maintained the previous expression, and this scene made everyone who saw it feel a chill in their hearts!

At this time, if someone observes carefully enough, they will find that Su Fan's whole body is being entangled by a faint demonic aura.

That's right. All of this is the Youyan in his dantian secretly making trouble.

After all, this kind of method of manipulating physical actions, Su Fan has never learned,

Pang Yonggang's nose twitched a few times, sniffed the air around him carefully, and said in a low voice, "Strange, how do I feel a familiar smell!"

Feng Zekai slowly walked to the bottom of the ring, and in full view of everyone, he actually began to climb up to the ring with his bare hands.

Although his clumsy movements were so ridiculous, none of the onlookers could laugh at this time!

Because, everyone knew that this must have been done by Su Fan secretly.

This teenager is simply terrifying, and he can actually control people's behavior in the air!

Feng Zekai was so frightened that his liver trembled, he was very conscious, and he could clearly feel what he was doing, but he just couldn't stop what he was doing.

Su Fan, who was standing in the ring, looked at Feng Zekai condescendingly, and the other party was slowly squirming upwards like a maggot in his eyes!

Humble!

There was silence all around, everyone held their breath, and their eyes slowly moved upward with Feng Zekai's movements!

Long Haoyang and Liu Qingchuan's faces were extremely ugly, and even if they broke their heads, they would never have thought that Su Fan would still have this kind of ability.

"Evil Sect Crooked!"

Long Haoyang said in a deep voice: "He is almost the same as that mysterious soul venerable, and he has tried some evil cultivation methods!"

Wait, Mystic Soul Venerable!

Long Haoyang's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think: Could this young man be the mysterious Soul Venerable himself!

And as soon as this thought came out, Long Haoyang felt uneasy, because if this young man was the Mysterious Soul Venerable, then the first place might not be anyone.

He rubbed the hilt of the dragon's blood sword at his waist, and there was a hint of nervousness in his expression.

And at this moment, after a hard climb, Feng Zekai finally leaned into the ring little by little.

Su Fan used his consciousness to communicate with Youyan, who finally let go of the restraints after Feng Zekai completely climbed up to the ring!

"I'm all right!"

Feng Zekai only felt that his whole body was loose, and the feeling on his body returned.

So, he didn't even hesitate at all, and immediately ran out of the ring!

There was only one thought on his mind now, and that was to try to escape from this terrible boy!

However, how could Su Fan let him escape so easily.

Brush!

A pitch-black sword aura extended from the tip of Su Fan's index finger, and as soon as his body turned, he caught up with Feng Zekai in an instant.

The release of spiritual power, just before Feng Zekai was about to fly out of the ring, accurately impacted into his sea of consciousness.

"Huh!"

Feng Zekai's body was shocked, his eyes kept turning up, and he spat out a big white foam in his mouth, and fell directly from the sky.

Laugh at!

Su Fan's index finger swiped lightly, and the sword qi on his fingertips cut into the back of Feng Zekai's neck!

Feng Zekai was wearing a set of defensive armor, but his neck was just not protected, and the black sword qi easily cut his entire head away!

Sou!

The blood-stained head flew out a few feet away, and Feng Zekai didn't close his eyes when he died, and he still had a demented expression on his face.

"Senior brother!"

In the crowd, several disciples of the Great Sword Valley wept bitterly, and even Feng Zhao on the Star Soul Platform knelt down and cried.

The pride of the Great Sword Valley, their most revered senior brother, was killed in the ring like this.

Moreover, he was killed by a blow in a situation that was almost impossible to resist!

This is called how they accept it!

"You scoundrel! My senior brother has no grievances with you, why do you want to do this!"

Feng Zhao cried while loudly accusing Su Fan.

"Isn't it normal for this to be fighting in the ring, dead people?"

Su Fan said indifferently: "His skills are not as good as mine, and he died on this stage, which can only be blamed on his bad luck!"

Feng Zhao burst into tears, the muscles on his face twitched, and his expression was full of hatred: "Boy, if you kill my senior brother, my Great Sword Valley will not spare you!"

"Cut!"

Su Fan pursed his lips disdainfully, it wasn't the first time he had heard this kind of thing, but wasn't he alive now?

On the contrary, those who tried to take revenge on him were all sent to hell by him!

Therefore, in Su Fan's ears, Feng Zhao's threatening words were the same as not saying them!

(End of chapter)