At the cost of Mo Fan's entire right arm, the Burning Flame Fist was unleashed. How powerful is Flashdance? What's more, he still attacks flaws.

If the Vajra Demon Slayer Seal and the Golden Light Shattering Heaven Finger had not gone through the previous consumption, they might still be able to tie with it.

But now, the Burning Flame Fist directly smashed the Vajra Demon Destroying Seal and the Golden Light Shattering Sky Finger with one punch!

Mo Fan swung his right fist, with a blazing flame, and smashed it towards Li Qianyuan.

"No!"

Li Qianyuan, who had already exhausted all his spiritual power, didn't even have the strength to escape. I could only watch Mo Fan's fists continue to expand in his pupils. It ended up smashing into his skull.

"Poof!"

Mo Fan's fist, in the most violent way, burst Li Qianyuan's head. Red and white, splashing out. The scene was bloody.

The burning flame on his right arm engulfed Li Qianyuan's body in an instant, burning it to ashes.

With the fall of Li Qianyuan, this duel came to an end.

Although Mo Fan won, he also paid a heavy price.

When the flame on Mo Fan's right arm was gone, an arm that was as black as carbon and exuded the smell of burning appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Many spectators, seeing this scene, felt their abdomen rolling.

Mo Fan's right arm was no longer conscious at this time. He quickly took out a bottle of healing elixir from the spatial ring and threw it all into his mouth.

Under the recovery of several pills, Mo Fan's right arm gradually regained a trace of consciousness.

A heart-rending pain struck in an instant. made Mo Fan twitch and take a breath of cool air.

Although the pain is incomparable, as long as you regain consciousness, it means that there is no problem.

This is also fortunate that Mo Fan is a sixth-grade high-level alchemist. He carried with him the best healing elixir he had refined, and he controlled the injury in time.

Otherwise, his right arm would be completely useless.

Lin Changkong, who was on the side, saw that Mo Fan had controlled his injuries, and his eyes couldn't help but pass through a touch of surprise. With a flip of his palm, he took back the healing pill he had originally wanted to give to Mo Fan and withdrew the spatial ring.

"You won this duel, and from now on, you will be the inner disciple of my One Yuan Sword Sect. Lin Changkong said slowly.

Hearing this, Mo Fan clenched his left fist hard.

"Finally worship the sect, you can go to the Beicang Continent to cultivate. Yu'er is waiting for me, I will definitely rise as fast as possible, and then go to the Shangguan family to find you!" Mo Fan secretly swore in his heart.

Although the One Yuan Sword Sect is not a first-class sect. But as a second-rate sect, it has a strong person in the Human King Realm, and it is not far behind.

Mo Fan is confident that as long as he is given a platform, he can soar and rise rapidly!

After the duel, the elders of the major sects took the newly recruited disciples one after another.

Just when the elder of the Badaomen was about to leave with Fang Zixiao.

Fang Zixiao's face showed a resolute look, as if he had made a major decision.

"Senior, I'm not going to worship the Badaomen. I hope the seniors will forgive me!" Fang Zixiao said solemnly.

"What did you say?" the Elder of the Sword Sect thought he had misheard.

"I said, I don't want to worship the Badaomen!"

Fang Zixiao turned to Lin Changkong, hugged his fists respectfully, and asked, "Senior, although I am a sword cultivator, I want to join the One Yuan Sword Sect. If I don't allow it, I can switch to sword cultivation for this!"

Mo Fan's eyes widened, and he instantly understood Fang Zixiao's intention to do this.

Fang Zixiao was afraid of him, because of the affairs of the Shangguan family, he was treated unfairly in the Yiyuan Sword Sect. That's why he gave up the Sword Sect and switched to the One Yuan Sword Sect.

"Zi Xiao can't!" Mo Fan hurriedly shouted.

But Fang Zixiao was determined to ignore Mo Fan at all.

"Oh, are you sure you want to join my One Yuan Sword Sect? Lin Changkong raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I'm sure!, although the One-Yuan Sword Sect is only a second-rate sect, there is my brother here!" Fang Zixiao said word by word.

Fang Zixiao clearly remembered that it was Mo Fan who relieved the poison on his body and saved his life. It was Mo Fan who gave him the opportunity to make his half-ruined foundation not only recover, but also greatly increased his potential!

It is no exaggeration to say that if there was no Mo Fan, there would be no current him.

Now, Mo Fan is in a very unoptimistic situation because he provoked the Shangguan family. How could Fang Zixiao be ungrateful and go to the Badaomen alone to have a good time.

As brothers, it is natural to share blessings and hardships!

"Okay!" Lin Changkong's eyes flashed, "Since that's the case, I'll accept you." Although I majored in sword techniques in the One Yuan Sword Sect, there are also powerful sword techniques, and I will definitely not be able to bury you. ”

Fang Zixiao's performance in the assessment of the hundred islands was second only to Mo Fan. What's more, he also has a seven-rank spirit pattern, and his potential is even greater!

He wanted to add the One Yuan Sword Sect, how could Lin Changkong refuse.

When the elder of the Badaomen heard this, his face suddenly fell. He looked at Lin Changkong and said in a cold tone: "This son is a disciple accepted by my Badao Sect, you actually snatched it halfway, do you want to provoke a war between the two sects?"

Lin Changkong sneered, "Is he a disciple of your Sword Sect, has he held an entrance ceremony?"

"Besides, what if it's a disciple of your Sword Sect, all these years you have dominated the Sword Sect, and there are still fewer disciples who have snatched it from my One Yuan Sword Sect?"

Obviously, there is a deep grudge between the two major sects.

"Today, I will take him in. You go back and tell your family master, see if he dares to start a war with my One Yuan Sword Sect!" Lin Changkong said with a strong attitude.

The elder of the Badaomen was trembling with anger, "Lin Changkong, don't be too complacent, your sect master doesn't have a few days to live." Wait for that old immortal to hang up, I see what you are arrogant!"

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Fang Zixiao, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, how can I dominate the Dao Sect come if you want to, and leave as soon as you want! Today's incident, Elder Ben has written it down!"

After a few cruel words, the elder of the Badaomen left angrily.

In this Baidao assessment, Badaomen is a big loss. The disciples he accepted turned to a second-rate sect. He, an elder, will definitely be punished after returning to the sect.

After seeing Fang Zixiao worship the One Yuan Sword Sect, Ouyang Yi also made up his mind.

He walked quickly in front of Lin Changkong, clasped his hands into fists, and said with great sincerity: "Senior, I also want to worship the One Yuan Sword Sect. Although my cultivation talent is average, my Dan Dao talent is not bad. ”

"I just ask my seniors to give me a chance to join the One Yuan Sword Sect. Even if it's an alchemy boy of the One Yuan Sword Sect, or a miscellaneous servant!"

"Ouyang Yi, you ......"

Mo Fan's nose was sour, and his eyes seemed to be sand.

He didn't expect that Ouyang Yi would be the same as Fang Zixiao. For him, he gave up his good future and switched to the One Yuan Sword Sect.