Shangguan Qinyu covered her face with grief and indignation, crying bitterly, and asked Huyue and Cheng Qiuyun and other women to comfort her.

Wu Fan already knew his results, walked out of the transparent house calmly, and stood in front of the door, his face full of pain.

Wu Fan looked up and saw Shangguan Qinyu's figure, and the scene of Shangguan Qinyu hiding his face and crying made him feel more and more guilty.

At this time, the dark clouds obscured the sun, the sky and the earth were dark, the clouds were gloomy, and there was a murderous atmosphere.

"Hahahaha, I thought Dean Pang was very capable, and now, since you are not a sword-wielder, your subordinates, that woman is already my person. He Xiong laughed arrogantly, pointing his finger at Guan Qinyu.

Wu Fan turned his head to look at He Xiong, his face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "What if I don't agree?"

"Hmph——, that is to make enemies of all the cultivators in the Qiming Continent, because this rule has been established tens of thousands of years ago. He Xiong snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing disdain.

"I don't care what rules you have, or if it's conventional, in my Pang Mou's place, it doesn't count. If you are strong, ask my sword if it agrees. Wu Fan took out the Storm Sword from the space ring, injected a true qi, and inspired more than two hundred inscriptions, and said proudly.

"Dean Pang, you have to think about it, if you openly defy the rules, you will be besieged by all the monks. You are not afraid of death and deserve praise, but the fall of a genius among geniuses is really a great loss to the cultivation world of my generation. Li Yuzhen had a compassionate expression, and his voice was like Hong Zhongdao.

"So what, those who dare to be enemies with Pang Mou will all go together, Pang Mou will die today!"

Wu Fan was proud for a while, his chest was straight, his eyes were awe-inspiring, he glanced around, and said with iron bones.

"Ah Hai, I'll fight side by side with you!" A coquettish voice came, and then a graceful figure flew in, standing beside Wu Fan, a long sword buzzed, and the inscription brilliance appeared.

Everyone looked at it, but it turned out to be Xian Yulei, the goddess of the Moon Sacrifice Sect, she was born with a crystal jade immortal body, and her cultivation realm was a humane intermediate level, and her strength was strong.

Wu Fan glanced at Xian Yulei in surprise, and his heart was moved.

Previously, Wu Fan persuaded her to give up participating in the sword-wielder selection tournament because she was worried that she would change her mind and abandon herself, so she quarreled, and later fought at the end of the bed and reconciled as before.

At this time, seeing that Xian Yulei did not hesitate to risk her life, stepped forward, and lived and died with herself, Wu Fan also felt a trace of shame.

Wu Fan scolded the saint Jian Miaozen, with the heart of a villain, he lived his belly as a gentleman, and his previous self did not treat Xian Yulei the same.

Xian Yulei smiled at Wu Fan Yanran, revealing a row of shell teeth, with a charming smile, which can be described as full of charm.

Seeing this scene, Shangguan Qinyu stopped crying, pulled Linghu Yue, Cheng Qiuyun and the other women, and walked to Wu Fan's side. Since they are facing life and death, it is better for everyone to die together, and all the women are in general mind.

Lao Zheng, Huzhou, Wang Weitao, Feng Zuming, Jiang Hao, Shen Tianbao and others also had dignified faces, full of grief and indignation, and followed the past one after another, wanting to stand with Wu Fan and fight against the strong enemy.

Not only the monks of the Heaven and Earth Mixed Yuan Sect, Gao Si Academy and other sects, but also the monks of many other second-rate sects have already drawn their blades. Dean Li Yuzhen's words have considerable appeal, and Dean Pang violated the rules, which was the target of public criticism.

"Yulei, quickly retreat, are you going to die?" said Sect Master Bei sharply.

"Sect Master, thank you for listening to my advice and advancing and retreating with Dean Pang at the resolution meeting, and now, I am willing to resign from the position of goddess and follow Dean Pang to live and die together. The Moon God Sect should be without me. Xian Yulei said with a resolute face.

Li Yuzhen's face changed, he looked at Sect Leader Bei, and asked, "It turns out that your Moon Sacrifice Sect and Sanqing Academy hooked up for this reason, why didn't you ventilate with the old man in advance?"

"Lao Li, you don't have to be so ugly when you speak, the love between us is over, why bother not to forget. The future leader of the Moon Sacrifice God Sect is a goddess, and the old man has watched her grow up, and her opinion is very important, and the old man can't help but listen to her. Sect Master Bei softened his tone and said with a hint of helplessness.

Belle and Li Yuzhen have had a private relationship between men and women for decades, which was originally just a legend, but it was made public at this time, causing an uproar in the audience.

"The two of them, there should be a lot of illegitimate children and illegitimate daughters, right?" some of the monks said softly.

"They are all family people, and they still play this set, which is disrespectful to the old. "It's humane again.

"It's a big mistake, they were in their prime back then, and they were the heads of a faction, hooking up and hooking up, which was normal. ”

There are all kinds of discussions, but they don't dare to say it out loud, because Li Yuzhen, who is high-minded, is not so easy to offend.

"Dean Pang, we support you!"

Gu Liangxin and Bao Weizi, the two daughters, holding hands, heroic and graceful, walked towards the location of Wu Fan in the third competition area. Behind them, there were also Sect Leader Huang, Sect Leader Bi and the fellow monks they brought, they raised their right fists high, and they looked like they were hating the same enemy.

"And me, Dean Pang, if you hadn't saved me, I, Long Wufei, wouldn't be alive today. Long Wufei walked out of the queue of parliamentarians participating in the third round of the competition, waved at her father Long Kui, and walked towards Wu Fan with light steps.

Long Wufei, who came out of the shadow of being betrayed by her fiancé, was already determined and regarded death as home, she insisted on participating in the sword bearer selection competition, the biggest purpose was to add an insurance for Wu Fan.

Wu Fan lost, failed to take the identity of the sword-bearer, and faced the siege of countless monks, Long Wufei felt that he had no shirk, so he stepped forward.

Her father, Long Kui, already knew his daughter's thoughts, and after receiving her instructions, he waved his hand and ordered his monks to follow him to the place where Wu Fan and the others were.

Sanqing Academy, the Vacuum Old Mother Sect, and the many monks of the Chongyang Hall all gathered in the selection competition area, standing with Wu Fan and the others with awe-inspiring expressions.

Some second-rate sect monks who originally supported the camp of Sanqing Academy, seeing that other sects of the same camp had all gone up to cheer for Wu Fan, they also joined in one after another.

In this way, although the number of people in the camp of the Sanqing Academy can be seen from the voting situation at the resolution meeting, it is far inferior to the side of the Heaven and Earth Mixed Yuan Gate camp, but if it really fights, it will kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, and it will still have to be weighed.

The air at the scene was not only tense, but also quite oppressive, gloomy and desolate.

There is no doubt that Wu Fan's attitude of treating death as if he were at home also infected many monks in the same camp and made them excited.

"Patriarch Lei, Pang is grateful for your appreciation, but He Xiong must follow the rules of history and make my enemy, Pang will only fight to the end. ”

Wu Fan clasped his fists at Lei Zhengqing, and after greeting him, he said to Li Yuzhen: "Dean Li, in the Qiming Continent, your status is the most respected, but unfortunately, you let this old and bad habit exist, and did not try to abolish it, but called on all the monks to besiege me, which can be said to be stupid and incompetent. If you want to fight and kill, although you let the horse come, my Pang Mou's cultivation is low, but I believe it is not difficult to kill some old guys at the peak of humanity. ”

The killing intent revealed in Wu Fan's words was extremely cold, which made some of the monks present feel chills down their spines and chills all over their bodies.

"Pang Hai, don't talk about your ability, I heard that you can cross the fourfold realm to break the enemy, and you are a genius that is rare in a thousand years, but you are weak, and you will inevitably die under our sword. Those who know the times are Junjie, if you can get lost and return to the same breath with us, we will let you go. Tony said coldly.

In the crowd, Governor Zuo Qiu Yuan looked at Li Yuzhen and shook his head slightly, although he felt that Li Yuzhen was not authentic enough, but because of his identity restrictions, he could not openly support Wu Fan.

He was able to be the governor of the Governor's Mansion because of the support of the head Li Yuzhen.

The scene was like entering a cold winter, the atmosphere had reached the freezing point, and neither side of the confrontation dared to act rashly.

It would be best if there were peaceful negotiations, and once the fighting began, the consequences would be unpredictable, and no one wanted to see such a scene.

He Xiong looked at this, and then looked at that, what he hoped most was that someone would come forward and kill Wu Fan, and everything would be settled, and he could hold the beauty.

Lei Zhengqing felt very helpless, he didn't expect that the situation would develop to this point, because Wu Fan, who he had always been optimistic about, actually turned out to be hot in the last round.

In his judgment, Wu Fan's results in the third round will definitely not be so bad, because Wu Fan is indeed a rare genius. It's just that where the problem is, Lei Zhengqing, the chief sword wielder, is also puzzled.

Lei Zhengqing was extremely annoyed with He Xiong in his heart, and he had a dispute with Dean Pang for the sake of a woman, which was very undeserved. Although, as a sword-wielder, He Xiong, according to the rules, has the right to recruit the woman he likes, which is understandable, but he should also look at the face of the Buddha without looking at the monk's face.

Speaking of which, there is a bit of a coincidence. Dean Pang is amazingly talented, powerful, surrounded by beautiful women, all of them are beautiful and beautiful, and one of them is a daughter who is taken by the energetic He Xiong, and the dispute arises.

He Xiong has no reason not to know, but he is strong-blooded, impulsive and reckless, exercising his privileges, but he is blameless.

"Dean Pang, don't incite others to help you, come, I'll fight you to the death!" A figure flew out, jumped into the air, and shouted loudly.

The person who challenged was He Xiong, and with a snort, he pulled out the Supreme Peach Wood Sword behind him, and with a drum, the martial arts aura exuded was majestic and overwhelming.

"Okay, look at the sword—"

Wu Fan shouted, his body shook, his feet stepped on the whirlwind and clouds, and flew into the air, ready to meet He Xiong.

Fighting alone is the best result, and if the two sides fight, it is inevitable that there will be countless casualties.

The strongest monks in the entire Qiming Continent are basically in the square, and there are a small number of elite monks, who are fighting fiercely against the riotous brute beasts on the front lines in various places, but they have not arrived.

The supreme peachwood sword in He Xiong's hand was two inches wider than the ordinary sword, and the length was more than a foot long.

"The seventh style of the mighty eternal sword, the white cloud and the dog!"

In mid-air, He Xiong, who stepped on the flying sword, shouted, raised his right hand, and the Supreme Peach Wood Sword flickered, and a long sword condensed by Dan Qi shot out and blasted towards Wu Fan.

The Dan Qi long sword swept away the nearby aura, making a thunderous sound, the sword body was huge, as huge as the trunk of a tree hugged by three people, and the sword light was dazzling, forming a variety of scenes, dazzling.

As a sword-wielder, the realm of the sword path is not how high the requirements are, but the need to practice the sword technique of longevity, the six of them can communicate with each other, play a combined attack formation together, and have the ability to suppress any powerful ghosts.

He Xiong's cultivation realm is the pinnacle of the Dan Dao, and he has reached the extreme, and he is about to step into the realm of humanity, and the realm of the Sword Dao is the eighth level of the Sword Sect, and his strength is strong.

In the face of Wu Fan's realm of attaining the first level of Taoism, He Xiong used the most skillful and powerful Mighty Eternal Sword, which can be said to be a little higher than Wu Fan.

The Wind Moon Treasure Treasure locked onto the attacking sword light, and after considering the dazzling light, the trajectory was clearly visible.

"Tiangang Tai'a Sword Seventh Style, the Sunset of the Long River!"

Wu Fan shouted, and the frightening sword in his hand rose in response, and slashed out a sword diagonally. The sword light flashed suddenly, like a round of scorching sun, quickly crossing the sky and descending downward.

Between the lightning and flint, Wu Fan used the Nine Star Heart Technique, and at the same time built a four-grade forbidden formation at the tip of the sword, the sword intent was huge, and a loud bang broke out.

Wu Fan's swordsmanship is mediocre, but once it is hit, the power that erupts is so huge, which shows that Wu Fan's strength should not be underestimated.