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Tenglong Imperial City, martial arts arena.

The sound of gasping cold air, one after another, endlessly, although it was expected that this knockout tournament would be extremely cruel, but I never expected that it was such a cruel law, a total of 26,836 people passed the first round of the test and advanced to the second level of the knockout round, but in the end, less than 2,000 people left the demon space safely, and there was really one in ten, and only one of the nearly fifteen people survived.

Many eight-rank sects were wiped out, even among the nine-rank sects, there were several sects, three hundred participating Tianjiao, none of them were missed, and all of them were buried in the demon space.

Tragic! Incomparably tragic!!

After this battle, the pattern of the major forces in the northern hundred states is likely to be rewritten, and many forces will be reshuffled.

Those who can participate in the battle of the hundred sects are all among the major sects, the top demon Tianjiao, in the past, there are one or two falls, which are all major events that have caused a sensation in the sects, and now they have all fallen here, this blow is absolutely devastating, enough to shake the foundation of the major sects.

Of course, in the stands of the Quartet, most of the spectators just looked at it, and it was not their own sect Tianjiao who died, so naturally there would not be much heartache, and even some evil people in their hearts wished that all Tianjiao present were dead~ It is good to be light, so that their sect and their family will have a chance to replace the hundred major sects.

Soon, everyone's attention turned to other places, and they began to search for a single figure among the remaining 1,868 Tianjiao.

"Yang Fan, which one is Yang Fan?"

In this knockout round, the most attractive thing is undoubtedly the mysterious dark horse Yang Fan, who first defeated the Northern Carp Sword, then defeated the true dragon, and finally broke the fate that no one has broken for millions of years in one fell swoop, becoming the first Jiupin Dazong Tianjiao to squeeze into the top ten in the standings.

is in the limelight, and even surpassed Zhen Wuxuan, the first person in the standings.

Even the Emperor Shang Tianxun had a trace of curiosity about it.

"Strange, this Yang Fan is really a disciple of the Holy Extreme Sect?"

"None of them look like !!"

"It can't be a mistake, right?"

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Among the forty-two remaining disciples of the Holy Extreme Sect, the strongest one is also a high~ early emperor, such a cultivation is not even the top 100 among the heavenly pride, not to mention that it is compared with the seed demon, it is the second-level top demon, it is far inferior.

As for Yang Fan, the half-step top king, Chiguoguo was ignored by everyone directly, at most, he exclaimed, this kid really had shit luck, not even a top king, he was able to survive so far, this luck, there is no one.

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Center in the ring.

The smile on the face of Zhenwu Xuan, who was about to enjoy everyone's worshipful gaze, instantly froze, and a faint trace of anger flashed in his eyes, he was the first person in the standings, and he was the core of everyone, so Yang Fan, who didn't know where to come out, which onion, that garlic, was able to steal the limelight of his True Martial Saint Son.

That's when .........

The eyes of the true lineages of the Holy Extreme Sect, such as Mao Qinglian and Fang Qingxue, couldn't help but look at Yang Fan, who was dressed in black and had a mediocre breath.

Among the top ten martial arts of the Eight Academies, except for Yang Fan and Fang Qingxue, the rest of the people have all fallen in the demon space one after another, compared to the real demon Tianjiao, their strength is still too much worse, among the more than 26,000 participating Tianjiao, even if they are not at the bottom, they are not much worse.

is not like Fang Qingxue, who is lucky to meet Yang Fan, and the fall is inevitable.

"Don't ........ Don't tell me, this ........ This little ghost is Yang Fan?"

"What kind of international jokes, just such a little ghost who doesn't have any hair, how can it be Yang Fan!!"

"Malegobi, if this little ghost is Yang Fan, Lao Tzu will swallow dung directly on the spot!!"

"Swallow dung, Lao Tzu cut his fucking cock directly!!"

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In all directions, except for acquaintances who knew Yang Fan, no one believed that the black-clothed imp in front of him was Yang Fan, who was Yang Fan, it was the eighth in the standings, a dark horse against the sky comparable to the top ten seed demons, how could it be such a little ghost who was not even a top king.

But the truth is so cruel.

Under Fang Qingxue, Mao Qinglian and the others, they couldn't believe it or not.

"Gollum........ Poplar........ Yang Fan, this ........ This little ghost is really ........ It's really Yang Fan........"

",,, this little ghost doesn't seem to be twenty yet, right........ This........ This ........"

He ....... Is he really still human? Isn't he God's illegitimate son? ”

"There really is no most demonic, only more demonic !!"

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Shocking, incomparably shocking, I've seen a metamorphosis ~ pervert, I've never seen such a metamorphosis ~ perverted, a half-step top king, has the power to crush the top emperor, such a monster, not to mention the top ten true legends, is the emperor Shang Tianxun, it is far less than what if, it is unprecedented.

At this moment, even the Emperor Shang Tianxun, who had always been calm, couldn't sit still, his eyes rolled around, and he didn't know what was brewing.

That's when .........

A roar full of resentment erupted from the Sword God Villa, the voice was like a cuckoo crying blood ape, indescribably poignant, and the hatred was monstrous, "Ah! Yang Fan, you brute, dare to kill my sword, die!!!

"What........? Could it be that the Northern Carp Sword was folded in the hands of this little ghost?" Vaguely, Zhen Wuxuan seemed to understand something, the name of the Northern Sword Immortal - the Northern Carp Sword, he had still heard of it, it was the top five demonic geniuses in the Sword God Villa, and his strength was not below the top emperor in the early stage, and Yang Fan was able to cultivate as a quasi-top king, better than the Northern Carp Sword, this talent was even faintly above him, no wonder it could arouse everyone's popularity.

Just when Zhenwu Xuan thought he had guessed everything, another heart-rending scream erupted from the True Dragon Holy Land, "Roar! Yang Fan, you rebellious brute, you dare to commit a crime, kill my immortal disciple, it is really a heinous crime, the crime is extremely heinous, heaven and earth, my True Martial Holy Land will never die with you!!"

"What........ What? Even the true dragon is in the hands of this Yang Fan, this ......... How is this possible, how is it possible........" True Wu Xuan's complexion changed suddenly, his eyes were full of disbelief, the True Dragon Immortal was an existence that was much stronger than the Northern Carp Sword, almost infinitely close to these seed demons, even against some of the top emperors in the late stage, he did not lose the power to fight.

This........ What kind of monster is this Yang Fan?

I don't know when, a trace of frustration swelled up in Zhenwu Xuan's heart, compared to this Yang Fan, he, the True Martial Saint Son, is not much better than ordinary people.

That's when .........

"Lord Ye Zhuang, and the True Dragon Holy Lord, you can't put Lone as a decoration?" Emperor Shang Tianxun's face was cold, and he stood up suddenly, Baizong Tianjiao is fighting, life and death are fateful, others are not allowed to interfere, this is the rule, this Ye Gu Jue and the True Dragon Holy Lord dare to threaten Yang Fan in front of everyone's eyes, this is simply Chi Guoguo's slap in the face of Shang Tianxun, and the face of their Great Shang Royal Family!!

"No........ Don't dare, don't dare ........"

"Your Highness is angry, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!!"

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Hearing this, Ye Gujie and the two of them shuddered, and hurriedly apologized, don't look at them Sword God Villa, the True Dragon Holy Land is the top few major forces in the northern hundred states, the strong people in the gate are like clouds, and the masters are like rain, But for the behemoth of the Great Shang Emperor Dynasty, it is just two slightly stronger ants.

Emperor Shang Tianxun, although it does not represent the entire Great Shang Dynasty, it is definitely not difficult to destroy their two holy lands, at most it is just to pay a price.

"Hmph!!" glanced at Ye Gujie and the two of them coldly, and sat down slowly, after all, they were the two holy lands, and with the power he controlled, if he wanted to destroy them, he would have to pay some price, and if he destroyed them because of this, it would easily cause panic among other sects.

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The arena is in the center of the ring.

"Yang Fan, you are very good, this seat remembers you!!" The little sword god Ximen Piaoxue looked down on Yang Fan condescendingly, and the cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Dare to kill my disciple of the True Dragon Holy Land, Yang Fan, you are really a big dog, pray that when you are in the finals, don't meet this Holy Son, otherwise, this Holy Son will definitely let you know what life is better than death. True Dragon Wushuang stared at Yang Fan with dead eyes, and his voice was like a hellish ghost roar, which was terrifying.

Ye Gujue and the others can't make a move at will, but Ximen Piaoxue and the others, who are also participating in the competition, don't have this concern.

"It is you who should pray. Yang Fan's eyebrows moved, smiled disdainfully, and said confrontingly, "Otherwise, Lao Tzu will definitely beat you to death !!."

In an instant, there was an uproar in the quadrangular stands.

"Shhh......... Tear your face, this is a real tear face, don't die!!"

"This Yang Fan is still impulsive, with his anti-heaven talent, if it is a few decades later, the True Dragon Saint Son and the Little Sword God will definitely not be his opponents, now, it will be difficult to say!!"

"What kind of victory or defeat is unpredictable, according to me, this Yang Fan is completely the way to die, do you really think that if you win the real dragon, no one will be able to control him?"

"That's it, the villain has the will! The True Dragon Saint Son and the Little Sword God are either the True Dragon Immortal, or among the Ten Seed Demons, both of them can be ranked in the top five. ”

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"Yang Fan, this palace remembers you!!" Dressed in red, like a fiery phoenix, one of the three seed demons of the True Martial Holy Land, the Phoenix Immortal Dance's beautiful eyes turned, and there were strange glows, as if he wanted to imprint Yang Fan in his mind at once.

The other seed demons also looked at Yang Fan with interest.

"What a Yang Fan, interesting ........"