In the first battle of the Death Group, Yang Fan faced off against the peerless Tianjiao Death Swordsman of the Iron Sword Sect - Ji Wusheng!!

Death Swordsman - Ji Wuming, that is the thirteen people on the Heavenly Sword List, practicing the Death Sword Dao, as early as a few years ago, he stepped into the realm of the Martial Master Eight Heavens, after several years of hard cultivation, his cultivation is more profound, and it is only one step away from the realm of the Nine Heavens, coupled with the death sword intent of the realm of Dacheng, it can be said that under the realm of Wuhou, there is almost no resistance!!

On the other hand, Yang Fan, although in the Seven Star Sect, it is a peerless demon that everyone knows, and it is faintly known as the first demon of the Seven Star Sect, but out of the Seven Star Sect, out of Xishu, Longan, and Jieting, there are very few people who know, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an unknown person, and in the Quartet stands, hundreds of thousands of spectators are almost no one optimistic about him.

In the eyes of countless people, Yang Fan is already a dying person!!

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"

In the ring, Ji Wusheng stepped out in one step, and the momentum around his body soared wildly, like a peerless sword out of the sheath, and the invisible sword qi burst out from his body, easily crushing the void in all directions, sneering!!

"Yang Fan, speaking of which, I still have to thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid that I don't know when I will have the opportunity to enter the Sword Shrine!!" Ji Wuming condescended, overlooking Yang Fan, and talked eloquently, I thought that it was a great misfortune to enter this group of death, but I didn't expect that blessing and misfortune depend on each other, if he wasn't selected for the group of death, where would he have the opportunity to meet Yang Fan, and where would he have the opportunity to enter the Sword Shrine, even if he didn't get to the final match of the Qingyun List, he didn't need to make this trip.

"In order to thank you for letting this seat enter the sword shrine, this seat will be merciful to you today to give you a happy !!"

The next moment

The black sword flashed, and the quasi-mysterious weapon on his back, the sword of death, was unsheathed!!

"Boom !!"

With a sword in hand, Ji Wusheng's body momentum immediately rose like the Yangtze River, and the sword edge of the peerless sword cultivation was instantly revealed, terrifying, and the infinite death sword intent filled the audience, enveloping the entire ring.

Yang Fan, who is a hundred zhang away, at this moment, is completely like a lonely boat on the angry sea, and he is in danger of destruction at any time!!

"Encountering Ji Wu's life is the greatest sorrow of this kid!!" In all directions, countless warriors shook their heads, as if they had seen Yang Fan's miserable end.

"Let's die!!" The corners of his mouth cracked, and a terrifying grin crossed him, and the sword of death in Ji Wuming's hand turned, and the fierce sword qi rolled out.

This sword qi is as black as ink, like endless darkness, devouring everything in the world!!

The seventh-layer peak death sword intent was integrated into it, which made the quality of the sword qi improve by several grades at once, this is a sword of death, a death blow, even if it is a few half-step martial artists, if there is no mystic weapon to protect them, under this sword, even if they don't die, they have to leave half a life!!

"Hey, it's a terrible sword, unstoppable, and can't be stopped" Countless warriors in all directions gasped one after another, under the sword aura of death, they felt the thick breath of death, and they were in a different position, even if they played their hole cards, they often had a situation of death and no life!!

"Yes, the death sword intent of lifeless is already faintly a point of the mystery of the eight-layer sword intent, I believe that it will not take a year and a half to truly comprehend the eight-layer death sword intent!!" Dugu Fang smiled with satisfaction, you must know that many Wuhou Sword Immortals are just worthy of understanding the eight-layer sword intent, no matter what the cultivation is, in terms of sword intent alone, his disciples are no less than some Wuhou Sword Immortals.

"Brother Qianye, the ten high-grade swords and stone Benzong smiled and accepted it!! "This sword is that some of the first and second heavenly martial marquis must be treated with caution, not to mention Yang Fan, who is such a junior!!

Say it's too late, then it's too soon!!

"Native chickens and dogs, dare to be presumptuous in front of me!! In the ring, Yang Fan roared, with his body as the center, and instantly erupted into a terrifying power that coexisted with barrenness and majesty!!

Almost at the same time, Yang Fan directly blasted the void and appeared in front of Ji Wusheng, his body, in Ji Wusheng's pupils, continued to expand, just like the primeval gods from legends and myths, in an instant, he took away all of Ji Wusheng's mind!!

"Dead !!"

Like a god high above, he pronounced the fate of Ji Wulife!!

"Boom !!"

Yang Fan directly slapped it, this slap, Yang Fan did not use any martial arts secret methods, did not mobilize any trace of spiritual power, and even the power of the flesh shell only mobilized a point, but its horror is far beyond the imagination of the world, just like one of the palms of the ancient demon god, wherever the power goes, everything collapses into slag!!

After nearly a month of penance, although Yang Fan's Xuantie battle body has not stepped into the realm of Dacheng, there is only a line of difference, the power of pure meat shell, not to mention the skyrocketing several times, has already surpassed the trillion Ding power, this power is too terrifying and terrifying, with a single move, it will blow up a top martial marquis, even if it is just a point of strength, it is far more than ten billion Ding power, comparable to the full force of many triple heavenly martial marquis!!

"Bang !!"

Without a trace of accident, Na Ji Wusheng was like an inflated balloon, which was burst by Yang Fan, and blood, broken bones, and internal organs were sprinkled all over the ground!!

Others, Yang Fan may still be merciful, but this disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, he definitely saw one kill another, the dirty behavior of the Dugu side that day, he can still remember it vividly, if it weren't for his cultivation to be strong enough, Sect Master Han Qianye was cautious, at this moment, he couldn't say that he had broken his Dao heart, and since then he has fallen off the altar, and once again become a member of the mediocrity!!

This hatred and hatred are not shared!!

There was silence.

It was a long time before there was a whisper

"I'm not mistaken, right? Death Swordsman-Ji Wusheng was just slapped with a palm, how is this possible?

"The power of the flesh shell is so terrifying, it is simply the birth of an ancient brute beast, what is the origin of this kid?"

"It's terrible, it's really terrifying, its flesh shell is so strong, even the average alien beast leader is nothing more than that!!"

"Where the hell did this monster come from, a second-level demon, this monster is definitely a second-level demon-level combat power!!"

Death Swordsman Ji Wuming is not a fish belly, it is a third-class demon-level combat power, who can kill him in one palm is at least a second-class demon, and he is not a weak person among the second-class demons, a second-class demon at the age of a weak crown, hiss, it is unimaginable!!

"Hey, how is this possible, how can he have such power, how can he have such power, could it be that he really is" An unrealistic thought once again appeared in Chu Bingxin's mind, "No, it can't be him, it's definitely not him"

The Seven Star Sect sits.

"Hey! This is Senior Brother Yang Fan's power, strong! It's really too strong! Even a peerless demon like Ji Wuming can be killed directly in seconds!!" Many core disciples gasped one after another, and their eyes were full of admiration.

"Senior Brother Yang Fan is the strongest, what is the !! of a mere Ji Wulife" Lu Bingling's expressions were flat, they all knew how powerful Yang Fan was, if it was a Ji Wulife, it would be strange if it couldn't be easily cleaned up.

"That is, my cousin Yang Fan (my master) is the strongest !!" Luo Jiahui and the three girls danced their little fists excitedly, in their hearts, Yang Fan is God, it is heaven, and no one will be Yang Fan's opponent.

Group of Death.

"It's a waste to lose to such a junior, it's really a waste!!" Xia Yu, the Heavenly Sword Gongzi who was dressed in white and surrounded by sword energy, scolded secretly, "But in this way, it is not impossible for this seat to enter the sword shrine."

Oriental Plateau.

"Unexpectedly, this little beast is actually a body cultivator, this flesh shell is prosperous, comparable to the ancient brute beast, even if the general one or two heavenly martial marquis, it may not be its opponent to die, how old is this little beast, if it is given ten years and eight years, I am afraid that this sect may not be able to cure you, no, this little beast must not stay, die, this little beast must die" Endless killing intent flashed in Dugu's eyes, the more demonic Yang Fan was, the more he had to die!!

That's when it happened

Han Qianye, who was not far away, said with a slight smug smile, "Brother Dugu, your Dragon and Tiger Divine Pill, this sect will accept it with a smile."

The author said: Halfway through the code, I was called out to move, hey, how sad this night was. Weak ask for flowers, just a few flowers, flowers are enough for a hundred, friends with flowers, please don't be stingy with the flowers in your hands!!