Judging from a stone monument peeking out of the snow and ice, the height reached 7,000 meters, and not far away, there was a noise in the mountain nest above. Obviously, the previous group of people and horses, gathered together to rest, ready to recuperate, and then launched an attack to the next height.

At this time, Wu Fan felt a trace of pressure, but fortunately it was not strong, and he could still move forward in a relaxed state. Using an ice pick, he keeps inserting slippery ice and climbs with his hands and feet.

After sparing three corners, Wu Fan finally met up with the group of people in front of him.

Forty or fifty monks here, both men and women, have at least reached the initial stage of forgetting the path of cultivation realm, the highest is the initial stage of enlightenment, and the higher realm has already gone to the front, impacting better results.

Mu Linyuan is one of the lowest realms here, he is a genius among geniuses, no one doubts his strength, and no one will be surprised.

When Wu Fan appeared in this mountain nest, it still caused everyone to be shocked, because Wu Fan's realm was the pinnacle of cultivating the Dao, and it was more than one level lower than Mu Linyuan, who had forgotten the beginning of the Dao.

In the second round of elimination, Wu Fan shined, defeated the top student of Sanqing College, Gong Liangfen, and successfully entered the third round, everyone thought he was a big dark horse, but when he really climbed to a height of more than 7,000 meters, it was still shocking and incredible.

There was silence in the mountain nest, and everyone stopped talking and turned their eyes to Wu Fan, looking at him with surprise and disbelief.

Standing beside Mu Linyuan, there were also Jiao Lan and Mu Yao, who had already left to climb the mountain before Wu Fan had finished his half-immortal true intentions, and when they saw Wu Fan at this time, they all showed surprise.

And when Wu Fan gasped, he had already scanned everyone's feet. When he found a monk's feet, on the left and right cloth shoes, one embroidered with the word "Jia" and the other embroidered with the word "spring", he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Wu Jiachun, you stand up for me!" Wu Fan clasped his hands on his hips and shouted awe-inspiringly.

It's not that Wu Fan will be revenged, but the person who sneaked up on him is too despicable and hateful, and if he doesn't punish him, it will be difficult to understand the hatred in his heart.

The young male monk wearing the cloth shoes of the word "Jiachun", with curly hair and a stiff face, Wu Fan did not know it, but he always knew the name "Wujiachun", it was a woman, and her realm was quite high, so she should be among them.

A bee-waisted woman, with a bewitching posture, standing proudly on the twin peaks, full of white hair like a waterfall, reaching to her waist, stepped out. She is obviously of the yellow race, and although she has a beautiful face, she has long snow-white hair and looks quite crazy.

If you don't look closely, you think that this woman has albinism, but in fact, it is because of years of cultivation, and the melanin in her whole body has been inadvertently refined.

"Pang Hai, you are screaming, you want to die!" Wu Jiachun's big eyes flickered under the snow-white eyelashes, with a hint of anger in his eyes, like a doll in the earth's space.

"Call your man out, I'm going to settle accounts with him!" Wu Fan said, his face angry, looking at the curly-haired young man in the crowd.

Fengyue Baojian finally gave a hint: Zhong Yuxian, male, thirty years old, beginner in enlightenment, first-level in the Sword Sect, nicknamed "Big Snake", is known for his arrogance among the younger generation of the Star Divine Sect, and together with the other three, he is known as the "Four Wild Beasts".

At the beginning of the realm of enlightenment, he is one of the dozen or so people who have the strength to compete for the position of the Holy Son.

"Pang Hai, this guy has always been obedient like a dog in front of Lao Tzu, did he take the wrong medicine today?" The big snake strode over, his eyes widened, as big as a copper bell, his face was expressionless, and his might was terrifying.

Zhong Yuxian is nicknamed the big snake, it is better to name it as a lion, which is more appropriate in terms of image.

"Big snake, you should remember that at a height of 1,000 or hundreds of meters, your left foot kicked me, causing me to almost break my bones, do you dare to deny it?" Wu Fan said proudly.

"Oh, hey, mountaineering, kicking hands and feet, I don't know if any of the people who kicked included you, I don't have to deny it at all. How is it, the bones are itchy, I beat you up three years ago, and you forgot?" the big snake seemed to have facial paralysis, his facial muscles did not move at all, his expression was stiff, and his eyes showed a fierce light.

"So, you admit it, if you don't fight, you still treat me as a sick cat three years ago. Wu Fan stretched out his hand, made a gesture of please, and rubbed his hands.

Wu Jiachun shook three times in one step, stepped forward and kissed the big snake on the face, then glanced at Wu Fan with a look of disgust, turned around and retreated step by step.

This is tantamount to a demonstration to Wu Fan, a kind of extreme contempt.

Any bloody man, in the face of such contempt, will be unbearable.

The serpent moved his shoulders and made a creaking sound of joint movement, and his clothes could not hide his strong muscles. This place cannot release true qi against the enemy, only hand-to-hand combat.

"Big snake be careful, Pang Hai has fought with Pi Zhenyou before, and his tricks are very subtle and sharp. Mu Linyuan exited at this moment and reminded the Great Snake Dao.

The fight between Wu Fan and Pi Zhenyou before, not many people have witnessed it and arrived here, including Jiao Lan and Mu Yao.

"Brother Mu rest assured, Lao Tzu was born in a street fight, and he is just a panghai, and he has not been beaten flat by Lao Tzu. The serpent said dismissively.

Wu Fan stood at random, posed for a two-word pair of sheep and horses, and flicked the tip of his nose with the thumb of his right hand, waiting for the attack of the big snake.

"Pang Hai, this guy didn't show much in the past, but this time he defeated Gongliangfen, and he started the dream of a holy son!" someone sneered.

"Look at his thin body, it's amazing to be able to climb another 500 meters, and he still wants to be in the top ten, oh me!" someone shouted.

"His family is a flat-headed common people, if he hadn't spent a lot of money and dotted around, even our Star Constellation Divine Sect would not have accepted it, ordinary people are from ordinary families, and their qualifications are limited. A sharp-eyed, gorgeously dressed young monk who looked extremely shrewd.

"I heard that Yan Ying's younger brother said that he had suffered internal injuries in Lingxiao Academy, and his realm had regressed, and he didn't expect that there were still two brushes. "Another humane.

Wu Fan turned a deaf ear to all kinds of discussions on the scene, and just wanted to fight the big snake wholeheartedly.

The big snake slammed his fist without any signs, and Wu Fan had already noticed it even without the help of Fengyue Baojian, and his body moved at will, using his Wing Chun hand to dissolve the power of the punch.

Seeing that one blow failed, the big snake performed footwork, his fists were relaxed, and he punched more than a dozen punches in a row.

Wu Fan's waist and horse are one, and he never departs from the midline strike, using big flashing side, small pitching, ploughing and blocking stalls, etc., small thoughts, looking for bridges, marking various Wing Chun routines, skillfully coping, sometimes kicking the bottom, but failing to work.

In the face of the serpent's attack, Wu Fan was forced to retreat again and again to avoid its edge.

The forty or fifty monks who were onlookers cheered loudly, shouted loudly, and applauded like thunder, cheering for the serpent.

"The big snake is good, you are the favorite of the Holy Son. Someone shouted.

"What is Pang Hai, even with his useless master, it is impossible to ascend to the throne. "It's humane again.

"Fucking Pang Hai, this garbage. Jiao Lan said loudly.

"you, why don't you cheer for Senior Brother Pang?!" Mu Yao pinched Jiao Lan's arm fiercely on the side, and said hatefully.

Jiao Lan was in pain, and even said a few good words, but she didn't cheer Wu Fan up, just looked at the battle scene with a warm face. Wu Fan and Pi Zhen fought viciously before, Jiao Lan had seen Wu Fan's fighting skills, and he was so strong, and now he finally met his opponent.

Mu Linyuan looked at Wu Fan in the field with disdain, and exhaled a cold breath from his nostrils.

Wu Fan was familiar with the big snake's fist and found that his explosive power was quite powerful, it should be a natural divine power, and the most worth learning was his footwork, which was strangely flexible, quick to change, and his huge body was therefore not sluggish, and his agility was abnormal.

The big snake is really a street fighter, with rich experience in close combat, strong fists and feet, and Pi Zhenyou is completely incomparable.

Footwork, footwork is very important! Between the lightning and flint, Wu Fan remembered the whirlwind cloud step taught by Qianxunxue, which belonged to the emperor-level high-grade body method, and immediately used it.

This kind of footwork, used to escape, can reach a speed of more than 100 meters per second, but adjust it and use it to fight, that will make the attack speed fast and incoherent.

In the Death Wind Tunnel, the scenes of a blind date with Chihiro Snow appeared in his mind, making Wu Fan's blood surging and refreshed.

After saying goodbye to Tanah Lot Temple City, he had never seen Qianxun Xue, the big demon of Lingxiao Academy, Wu Fan was worried at this time.

Under the Wind and Moon Treasure, the attack line of the big snake was extremely clear, and it seemed slow in Wu Fan's eyes. Seeing the stitches, Wu Fan punched and kicked each other, all of which were just right, and the big snake was hit again and again, screaming non-stop.

Dozens of rounds passed, and the situation took a turn for the worse, and the big snake only had the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back.

The scene became quiet, and they were all shocked by Wu Fan's fierce momentum.

At this time, Wu Fan once again descended like a god, his figure, sometimes soothing and quiet, punched out with a powerful punch, awe-inspiring and inviolable;

Where the serpent retreated, the onlookers dodged one after another, silent, and their faces were colorless with fright.

At this point in the battle, all the onlookers had already understood in their hearts that with the skills of the big snake, it was not enough for Wu Fan to see, and the fiasco of the big snake was a sure and fait accompli.

Mu Linyuan took out the identity token, wrote on it, and sent a message to others.

The Fengyue Treasure in Wu Fan's mind was like a bright moon hanging high, and all suspicious information was immediately transmitted and reflected.

"Brother Yan, please negotiate with the giant brother and others, Pang Hai's fighting skills are superb, and there are few enemies, so you must decide how to deal with it in advance. Linyuan word. ”

The information sent by Mu Linyuan had been learned by Wu Fan's reconnaissance, and he suddenly realized that it was such a reason.

They colluded with the intention of kicking their own dark horse out of the game first, and then continued to engage in intrigue and calculate others, and the final top 10 met their expectations and entered the final round.

The deception is too much, first kicking himself, and then pushing down the boulder, all trying to kill himself, the uncle can bear it, and the aunt can't bear it!

Wu Fan's punch became more and more aggressive, and he pushed the boat with his hand, and with one move of the cloud hand, one of the wrists of the big snake was wrenched at once.

"Click-"

The crisp sound of bones breaking irritated the eardrums and made the scalp tingle, and everyone watched as the snake snapped into a vertical angle and let out a howl.

One didn't do it, and the other didn't stop, Wu Fan stepped on it and kicked it on the big snake's right leg accurately.

The sound of bones breaking sounded again, and the serpent flew upside down and fell to the ground, limp into a ball, and screamed.

Wu Fan shrank into inches, stepped forward, kicked out with his right foot, and hung above the head of the big snake. If he steps on his right foot at any time, the serpent will be killed instantly.

"Pang Hai, Senior Brother Pang Hai, Senior Sister begs you to spare his life. Wu Jiachun rushed over, knelt down and prostrate on the ground, hugged Wu Fan's thigh, and pleaded.

"Why should I spare him, when you look at me contemptuously, did you ever think that he would end up like this?" Wu Fan lowered her head and looked at Wu Jiachun coldly, her big eyes were full of fear, and her sexy round buttocks were raised high, but Wu Fan couldn't sympathize at all.

"We are brothers and sisters of the same sect, my good senior brother Pang, don't you care about the feelings of the same sect?" Wu Jiachun shook off his long snow-white hair, raised his head and continued to tremble.

"When I was kicked off the cliff by him, did he have a sense of solidarity?" Wu Fan said coldly.

"Jia Chun, stinky woman, why do you want to spare this guy's life, don't you want your face?" the big snake endured the pain and scolded angrily.

Suddenly, the true qi of the big snake's whole body was drummed, and the true qi of the initial realm of enlightenment was majestic and majestic, and it was boundless.

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