Han Yiming shouted in disbelief in his heart: "Impossible! Even the Martial King Sevenfold Heaven cultivator can't discover my invisibility." 35xs He is a monk of the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Sect, how can he find out. He must be lying to me, trying to trick me into revealing his flaws!"

Just when Han Yiming was comforting himself, the corners of Mo Fan's mouth raised slightly. From Han Yiming's movements, Mo Fan guessed what he was thinking.

"Do you still have a bit of luck? Then let me completely crush your luck. ”

Mo Fan stepped out in one step, stepped on the end of the world, and instantly struck in front of Han Yiming, and the fierce iron fist swung out like lightning. Slammed it his stomach.

With this punch, Mo Fan did not leave his hand. Instead, he used all his might. The power of terror, with a terrifying sonic boom.

Since Han Yiming wants to rob him. Then you have to pay the price for your actions.

"Poof!"

Han Yiming opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out upside down, breaking more than a dozen thick trees in a row before stopping.

At this time, Han Yiming's face was pale and his whole body was convulsive.

Mo Fan's punch just now shook his internal organs. Now he has no strength in ten, and he can't even stand up.

"Do you still want to rob my Tianwu token?" Mo Fan looked at Han Yiming condescendingly and said lightly.

Han Yiming covered his abdomen.

Robbing Mo Fan? What are you kidding!

If God gave Han Yiming another chance and killed him, he would not provoke Mo Fan, a bad star.

"I remember that your cultivation should be a martial king. Why has it become the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Sect now?" Mo Fan looked at Han Yiming and asked the doubts in his heart.

"It was my father who used a secret method to suppress my cultivation. Han Yiming replied in a low voice.

It turned out that in order to allow Han Yiming to enter the ruins of Tianwu Pavilion, the owner of the Blood Shadow Mansion spent a lot of money to cast a secret method for him. Cultivating it as one, from the Martial King One Heavy Heaven, suppressed to the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Sect.

This kind of suppression has no side effects on Han Yiming himself. It will not affect his future cultivation.

Not only Han Yiming, but also other young monks on the Hidden Dragon List who have cultivated beyond the Martial King Realm. Like the champion Meng Junyan, the list of willow clouds, and the exploration of flowers Murong Yunkong. and the fourth son, Gu Tianhan, the fifth son, and so on......

will also use similar means to suppress his cultivation below the realm of the Martial King. In order to be able to enter the ruins of Tianwu Pavilion and compete for great opportunities.

"I see!" Mo Fan said suddenly, "That is to say, the top ten princes of the mainland will all enter the ruins of Tianwu Pavilion." ”

Although he learned the news, Mo Fan's face did not show the slightest nervousness.

Meng Junyan, the champion of the top ten sons in the mainland, with Mo Fan's current strength, is not afraid of him at all.

"Leave the space ring, and then you can roll!" Mo Fan said to Han Yiming.

Mo Fan was not the one who killed him, although Han Yiming wanted to rob him, he had nothing to lose. And Han Yiming has been taught a hard lesson by him.

As long as Han Yiming is a little more interesting, he obediently hands over the space ring and makes amends for his actions. Mo Fan didn't mind letting him go.

Han Yiming was immediately relieved when he heard Mo Fan's words.

This matter, after all, was his fault first, and he wanted to rob Mo Fan's Tianwu token. If Mo Fan slaughtered him, even if the Blood Shadow Building wanted to take revenge, he would not take any chances.

As for the space ring, compared to his life, what is outside his body is nothing. Han Yiming saw this very thoroughly.

He decisively took off the spatial ring on his finger, erased the soul imprint from it, and placed it on the ground.

After Han Yiming arched his hand towards Mo Fan, he endured the severe pain, quickly got up, and left this place.

"I didn't expect Mo Fan's strength to be so strong! Even Meng Junyan couldn't crush me so easily. Han Yiming thought in his heart.

"Hehe, this time the ruins of Tianwu Pavilion are opened, and I have fun watching it. I want to see how the four first-class sects cover the sky with one hand this time. The corners of Han Yiming's mouth showed a hint of playfulness.

In the past, the ruins of Tianwu Pavilion were opened, and the four first-class sects would all occupy an absolute advantage. Monopolize more than ninety percent of the harvest.

Mo Fan's appearance made Han Yiming see variables.

After Han Yiming flew away, Mo Fan made a move and sucked his space ring into his palm.

"He is worthy of being the young owner of the Blood Shadow Building, and his net worth is really rich. After Mo Fan probed the space ring, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"It's time to look for the other Celestial Tokens. ”

Mo Fan took the space ring into his arms, and then rose into the air. Shoot towards the next place marked on the map.

Three days later, Mo Fan returned to the One Yuan Sword Sect.

"How's the harvest? Have you gotten three Tianwu tokens?" asked Su Fengyun expectantly.

Mo Fan shook his head slightly.

"Did you only get two Tianwu tokens?" asked Su Fengyun nervously.

Mo Fan shook his head again.

Seeing this, a touch of disappointment appeared on Su Fengyun's face, and he comforted Mo Fan and said, "It's okay, a piece of Tianwu token is not bad." At the very least, you are guaranteed access to the ruins of the Heavenly Martial Pavilion. ”

"Ahem, Uncle Su, do you have no confidence in me, why do you only say it low, not high?" Mo Fan coughed lightly and said with a smile.

"Okay, you dare to tease your uncle. Su Fengyun's eyes lit up suddenly.

After he laughed and scolded, his voice was slightly excited: "So, you have obtained the Tianwu token, more than three pieces?"

Mo Fan did not answer Su Fengyun, but waved his right hand, and the space ring on his finger flashed.

Six golden tokens, floating in midair, shimmering with a faint golden halo.

In the course of three days, Mo Fan searched for all the eight places marked on the map with his powerful soul power.

Among them, there is a place where there is no Tianwu token. There is a place that has been taken precedent. The Tianwu tokens in the remaining six places were all obtained by Mo Fan.

Although in the process of competing for the Tianwu Token, more than a dozen battles were encountered. But without exception, it was Mo Fan who won.

"Six! My One Yuan Sword Sect, one day, I can also get six Heavenly Martial Tokens!" Su Fengyun looked up to the sky and roared, excited.

Tianwu tokens, only thirty-six pieces.

Mo Fan got six pieces, which was one-sixth of the total. can let the One Yuan Sword Sect send six disciples to enter the ruins of Tianwu Pavilion and compete for a great opportunity.

Even the Liufeng Pavilion, the head of the four first-class sects, had never obtained so many Tianwu tokens.

Of course, this is also the time in the history of the One Yuan Sword Sect that has obtained the most Tianwu tokens.