Woohoo!

With the sound of breaking through the air, nine figures landed on the circular high platform. Standing side by side, they nodded to each other as if they had said hello, releasing a strong aura, and the surrounding void trembled.

"Little uncle, master, senior brother, they should have arrived a long time ago, why can't I see them. High in the air, Mu Xue'er shook her head from side to side, pouting as if she was looking for something.

Hearing Mu Xue'er's words, Wu Fang's divine mind moved, and a powerful divine sense swept through the entire imperial city.

In an instant, his divine sense was locked on a figure below, and then his brows furrowed, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

Phew!

The divine rainbow crossed, and Wu Fang and Mu Xue'er appeared behind the figure in an instant.

This was a man with a black hat and a wide black robe, and the moment Wu Fang appeared, his body tightened suddenly, and a killing intent came out of his body.

"Master?"

However, just as a tentative shout sounded, the man's killing intent collapsed, and his body trembled slightly.

"Xue'er, Sect Master, you—" The man turned around, with a trilling voice, his appearance obscured by the black hat.

"Who hurt you!" Wu Fang's voice was low, and with a wave of his hand, the wide black robe covering the man's whole body and the black hat exploded at the same time.

It was a blood-stained body, with several shocking openings on its chest, and although it had been treated, it was still bleeding, as well as the missing left arm.

"Master... You..."Looking at Bai Feng, who was seriously injured, Mu Xue'er fell into Wu Fang's arms before she finished speaking, and then couldn't help crying.

"What the hell is going on!" Wu Fang wiped Mu Xue'er's tears with one hand, and with the other, several rays of light shrouded Bai Feng's body to heal his injuries, and at the same time opened his mouth to question.

"It's all him!"

Facing Wu Fang's gaze, Bai Feng took a deep breath, and suddenly reached out his right hand and pointed at the Sacred Domain Han Yang on the circular high platform, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Listening to Bai Feng's narration, Wu Fang's gaze became colder and colder, and the air around him became stagnant, and a biting chill filled the air.

Bai Feng originally came to the Imperial City in advance with a group of disciples, but after Han Yang of the Holy Domain learned that they were people from the Purple Cloud Sect, he couldn't help but say a word, and directly slaughtered them.

Thirty-six disciples, all of whom died tragically under the opponent's sword. If he hadn't used Gao Xiang to anger Tang Lian, I am afraid that he would have died tragically under the opponent's sword. Although he managed to escape, he was still seriously injured and even had his left arm cut off.

"Why! What kind of enmity does my Purple Cloud Sect have against him!" Bai Feng roared, his fists clenched, his eyes bloodshot, and his face exposed.

"Maybe it's because of me. The sigh fell, and Wu Fang stepped away, the reason why the other party hated the Purple Cloud Sect was perhaps not only because he had robbed the illusion seed, but also because he had robbed the other party's Yuanli puppet.

Rumble!

With an earth-shattering bang, Wu Fang landed on the circular high platform.

"It's... Who's this guy who came out of nowhere!"

"Is he crazy? This is the final of the Yellow List Battle!"

"What the hell is he trying to do!"

......

When Wu Fang appeared on the circular platform, the surrounding spectators were stunned for a moment, and after reacting, various voices intertwined and sounded.

"It's him!" On the rostrum, a graceful woman in a black gauze robe screamed in astonishment.

"Leng Yan, do you know him?" the two beside the graceful woman looked confused.

"He is the Sect Master of the Purple Cloud Sect, the ninth person of the Xuanpai!" the graceful woman bit her lip lightly, and did not say how she and Wu Fang met, but only revealed the latter's identity.

"What kind of person! dare to make trouble here!" Just when the other two divine envoys on the rostrum were surprised, the referee on the high platform shouted at Wu Fang.

However, before the words in his mouth fell, with a bang, the whole person flew out like a cannonball, and then smashed on a Qiong building.

"He... He actually made a move on the referee!" Suddenly, the spectators fell into a stupor, looking at Wu Fang with incredulous faces.

On the circular platform, the nine finalists frowned at the same time.

Han Yang stepped forward and looked at Wu Fang: "I saw you in the ruins! That old man is your master?

"You're damned!" Wu Fang said four cold syllables.

"The Primordial Divine Concealment!"

Sensing Wu Fang's killing intent, a chill inexplicably rose in Han Yang's heart, and without hesitation, he took the lead.

I only heard a loud shout, and then held a long sword, and his body danced in an orderly manner. Every time the sword is swung, a huge momentum will condense on the tip of the sword. This momentum continued to accumulate until the golden sword shone like the dawn of the sun.

"Who the hell is he! Han Yang, this is the strongest killer move!" On the round platform, the other eight finalists looked at Han Yang's dancing figure dumbfounded. Primal Divine Concealment, this is a sword technique in the Holy Domain that only every generation can cultivate, and the difficulty of cultivation is extremely high, but once cultivated, the sword momentum is extremely terrifying.

As the number of dances of the long sword in Han Yang's hand was superimposed, there were more and more golden rays at the tip of the sword, and when the sword momentum climbed to the peak, the sword rays were unexpectedly intertwined into a unicorn like a golden cast.

With the sound of the sword, the golden unicorn composed of swords swooped down on Wu Fang at lightning speed.

"Die!"

The cold syllables fell, and Wu Fang stretched out his right hand and shook it violently towards Han Yang's direction in the air.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the golden unicorn shattered, and then Han Yang didn't even have time to scream, he was crushed by an invisible huge force, and his body exploded, splashing flesh and blood all over the sky.

Click......

Shattered flesh fell on the circular platform with a muffled thud.

Everyone, including the eight finalists and the three divine envoys, lost their voices for a while, looking at the high platform and Wu Fang's figure sluggishly.

"Han Yang is dead... Dead!"

There was silence for I don't know how long, and finally someone took the lead in exclaiming.

The next moment, the field was boiling, swallowing saliva one by one, and the gaze that looked at Wu Fang was like looking at a monster.

The opponent appeared on the high platform for only a few seconds, and directly killed the most powerful candidate for the yellow list champion!

The other eight finalists also came back to their senses from their shock, glanced at the flesh and blood on the stage, and then met Wu Fang's gaze, one by one, as if they were afraid that the ending would be the same as Han Yang, and they were so frightened that they immediately flew into the distance.

This guy who doesn't seem to be in his twenties is really terrifying!

"Your strength?" The graceful woman in the black gauze robe took a deep breath and came to Wu Fang's side, her little face full of surprise.

As the divine envoy of the Fengshen Pavilion, the head of the seven major forces, she is in charge of one side and is tasked with distributing Xuan cards. But now, she can't see through this mysterious person who has dealt with many times!

"Where is the Sanctuary Domain Master?"

Wu Fang glanced at the graceful woman, and the faint voice spat out of his mouth and flew towards the floating island.