This made Yang Fan wonder if Yang Tiansheng deliberately released the water, but as soon as this idea appeared in Yang Fan's mind, Yang Fan threw it out of his mind.

Yang Tiansheng would like to kill himself, and he will show mercy to his subordinates, are you kidding?

However, the more he went to the back, the more vigilant Yang Fan became. Many times, it is often carelessness that leads to failure. Yang Fan didn't want to make such a mistake.

When he came to the last ten meters, when there was still nothing, Yang Fan also doubted his conjecture.

Could it be really, the water was released?

Looking at the last ten meters of the distance, Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, this ten meter distance, with his current foot strength, can be crossed in just one step.

However, Yang Fan hesitated.

"Forget it! It's over quickly! It's already taken too much time!"

Looking at the scorching sun that has risen from the scorching sun to the scorching sun that is shining now, Yang Fan said softly.

The body was slightly bent, and the two strands of vitality on the feet were entangled, conveying a large amount of energy to Yang Fan.

Noticing that Yang Fan's posture had changed, the citizens of Tianyang City finally stopped being moved and bored, and cheered one after another.

"Young Master Yang Fan!"

"Young Master Yang Fan!"

"Bump!"

The toes left the ground, and Yang Fan jumped up with an explosion of dust.

High off the ground, it forms a balance with the ground.

Seeing that he was only three meters away from reaching the opposite side of the second level, Yang Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth.

However, Yang Fan, who was extremely sharp, felt that he had touched a silk thread in the air, and his face changed suddenly.

The whistling sound that followed was accompanied by the exclamations of the citizens of Tianyang City.

Yang Fan twisted his head between the lightning and flint.

I saw that trees shot out from the jungle on both sides like a rain of swords, and even hundreds of trees rose from the ground.

The wooden flying speed was even faster than Yang Fan flying into the air, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Yang Fan.

That's tens of thousands of wood!

Ten hits are considered failures, and forced landing, and contact with wood on the ground is also considered failures.

Yang Fan didn't have time to think of a way, because the wooden secret weapon had already come to him in an instant.

"In that case, let's fight!"

"Ahaha! Providence is so! Hahaha! Look at how he passes!" Yang Tiansheng saw the secret weapon in the sky, and immediately burst out laughing.

has been silently ridiculed by Yang Tianyu for so long, but it almost suffocated him.

Elder Keqing and the others were speechless at Yang Tiansheng's villainous appearance.

Yang Tianyu clenched his fists and looked at Yang Fan worriedly.

"Come on!"

"Wow!"

Seeing Yang Fan's last move, everyone gasped.

I saw that after Yang Fan's eyes showed ruthlessness, he fell down suddenly, but there were also hundreds of wooden hidden weapons on the ground.

The Paiyun palm that had already been condensed in his hand was violently volleyed out in the air, and the impact of the Yuan Qi with an extremely strong attack instantly swept Yang Fan's feet out of an open space.

Yang Fan fell to the ground, facing tens of thousands of sawdust hidden weapons shooting out from the left and right from the sky, he raised his hands smoothly and shouted angrily: "Pai Shan Zhang!"

Two astonishing surges of vitality erupted in the palm of his hand.

It was originally a one-hit martial art, but Yang Fan actually made it maintain a continuous release.

Yang Fan's arms were twisted due to the excessive release of vitality, but Yang Fan kept his original posture.

Thousands of sawdust hidden weapons near Yang Fan were all violently destroyed.

The sawdust hidden weapon in the sky came and went quickly, but it was only in an instant, and it was scattered all over the world.

After the raid ended, Yang Fan stood in place with his hands open, and it was clearly visible that the clothes on his arms had been dispersed by the excessive vitality.

The two charred arms were exposed to the air, trembling slightly.

Beads of sweat the size of beans fell from Yang Fan's chin, and Yang Fan's body trembled slightly.

The instantaneous time that releases the vitality is continuous, but destroys all the sawdust hidden weapons that are close to him. That is not only harsh on Yuan Li, but also has certain requirements for soul power, and in an instant, it is not easy to control the orbit of tens of thousands of sawdust hidden weapons.

and the scorched black on his arm, which also proves that Yang Fan's vitality eruption has reached Yang Fan's limit, and even exceeded the limit.

"Finally survived!"

Yang Fan stood in place for a full stick of incense for a long time before he relieved the sense of emptiness of vitality.

In between, no one urged Yang Fan out loud.

Because they all know that if they were faced with a sky full of wooden dark weapons, they would have given up long ago, and it would be a big deal to wait for the next time.

Like Yang Fan, even if he is desperate, he has to take a desperate attitude.

They can't.

Respect, solemnity, admiration!

Countless eyes fell on Yang Fan, all full of recognition.

Even if he is a strong person, looking at Yang Fan's gaze, there is more attitude towards the martial artists of the same generation, rather than simply looking at it.

"This kid's belief is stronger than I thought! Feiyang! In the future, this kid's future is unlimited! Even if his qualifications are slightly worse!"

Mo Buwei's eyes were also more dignified, and there was more recognition in Yang Fan's eyes.

Leng Feiyang just faintly looked at Yang Fan and said with a smile: "Yes, I will be the strongest, and then, they are all the driving force that spurs me forward!"

"Worthy of ...... Fly!

Mo Buwei wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, and laughed.

Leng Feiyang secretly clenched his fists, Yang Fan's belief was so strong that it faintly surpassed his own, but Leng Feiyang did not feel discouraged, but rose up with a stronger belief.

Be yourself, you must be the strongest!

"He's qualified to enter Yang Karwei!" Yang Hua said softly with solemn eyes.

But Yang Ming's face beside Yang Hua was distorted, but when he thought of the last level and the injury on Yang Fan's arm, he showed a cold smile.

Yang Tiansheng rarely did not speak, but quietly looked at Yang Fan, who was motionless.

Such a strange behavior certainly made Yang Tianyu feel surprised, but he didn't say anything, and secretly left a wish in his heart.

This is the third level, Battle of the Beasts.

Defeat the beast, or, as in the first level, hold on for a stick of incense.

This is a test of the Yang family's disciples' courage, if they don't even have the qualifications to face death, then how can they become a strong man who stands up to the sky, let alone be able to protect the Yang family when danger comes.

There are not a few geniuses of the Yang family who died in this level, so this level is still the most dangerous of the three levels.

Yang Fan's hands emitted a large amount of white mist, and the slightest hint of being burned into the smell of roasted meat.

However, his eyes were unusually firm, looking at the black complexion with red blood marks on his arm, he gasped and said to himself: "The meridians of the arm are eighty percent destroyed, but fortunately, it has not hurt the heart and veins, and it still has the ability to continue to break through, but ......"