Moon Dance was thrown out, spurting out a mouthful of blood and falling from the ring.

The terrifying energy fluctuations gradually dissipated, and countless disciples, including the Great Elders in the central ring, looked at the center of the central ring in disbelief.

There, a young man stood in mid-air, gasping violently with a faint blood stain from the corner of his mouth.

And the Void Mirror was suspended not far away, trembling slightly.

The earth-shattering blow of the Ghost God just now completely suppressed the terrifying attacks from the Void Mirror.

"Defeated, Moon Dance with Void Mirror in hand defeated"

"How is this possible?"

...

Countless disciples looked at the young man in the center of the ring in disbelief.

The young man was rather embarrassed, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper, but everyone's eyes were filled with a deep fear.

"Moon Dance, you are defeated" Yang Fan shouted violently, like thunder rolling in the sky.

"You .................." Moon Dance, who fell out of the ring, immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood and almost passed out.

Yang Fan no longer paid attention to the Moon Dance, and he strode towards the Void Mirror.

"Today, I will collect this Void Mirror, and you will come and get it again when he has the ability" Yang Fan snorted and grabbed towards the Void Mirror.

But at this moment, a terrifying aura emanated from the Void Mirror.

That breath simply shattered the nine heavens, making the heavens and the earth shake, and the sun and the moon were dull.

A brilliant and dazzling blue light intertwined, and in the blue light, a figure gradually emerged.

It was a young man, with a long figure, a face like a crown of jade, and eyes as bright as the stars and the moon.

The young man was surrounded by the dragon qi of the imperial road, he was born noble, and he was surrounded by the aura of the emperor, as if he was a young emperor.

The young man stepped out and snorted coldly, like a god roaring at the sky, "Be bold, the Void Mirror also dares to touch it, you want to die"

Rumble.

The young man stepped out, the sun and the moon moved together, and the mountains and rivers swayed together.

He came to the world like a god king of the world, he was like an invincible emperor in the world, and he slapped towards Yang Fan with one palm.

That palm didn't have any terrifying aura, but it made Yang Fan feel an unimaginable sense of crisis.

"Dangerous Dangerous .................."

Yang Fan was shocked and moved.

Under that palm, he couldn't even produce any sense of resistance.

Obviously, that palm far surpassed Fan Tao, who could compete with his strength.

How to fight against a character who is not a progression at all?

Yang Fan quickly fled outside, but no matter how he escaped, he didn't seem to be able to get rid of that terrifying palm.

"It's the ........................ to win the battle" At this moment, countless disciples came back to their senses and looked at that figure in disbelief.

It's not the real body, it's just a brand, but it's terrifying.

The winning battle heaven transformed by that imprint slapped out, and there was no way to chase Yang Fan into the sky, and there was no way to enter the ground.

Thundered.

The place where the big hand passed was like destroying the world, as if it was crushed by an ancient sacred mountain, and it was pressed towards Yang Fan.

"Bastard" Yang Fan roared unwillingly.

But at this time, under the suppression of that terrifying hand, he couldn't even move.

can only wait for death.

Endless unwillingness.

Endless humiliation.

Endless hatred.

Endless killing intent.

In Yang Fan's heart, it burned brightly.

His eyes were staring at Ying Zhantian, as if he wanted to remember his appearance, even if he died, he would seek revenge on him in the next life.

"Desecrate the Void Mirror, and die".

Winning Zhantian's extremely cold voice came, and a palm slapped down on Yang Fan.

That palm destroyed the world and destroyed the world, and it was about to slap Yang Fan to death with one palm.

But at this time, an indifferent voice came out, "Win Zhantian, you are presumptuous, this is the Dragon and Tiger List Competition, don't think that you are a disciple of the Great Elder Taishang, so you can do anything wrong"

The Great Elder of the Criminal Law snorted coldly, the sound waves rolling, the horror was boundless, with a hint of anger.

The winning battle heaven transformed by that imprint was shaken open.

Yang Fan was able to get out of trouble.

Ying Zhantian looked at the Great Elder of the Criminal Law coldly, and said in a cold voice, "The Great Elder of the Criminal Law, our well water does not interfere with the river water, do you want to keep him?"

"Yang Fan is the number one on the Dragon and Tiger List, the future high-level of the sect, like you in the future, will become a powerful candidate for the deputy head of the sect, how can you be allowed to kill at will?"

The Great Elder of Criminal Law sneered, "If you dare to touch him, I will dare to cut off your three hundred years of cultivation"

"Okay" Ying Zhantian sneered, "For the sake of a mere disciple, you offended me to win Zhantian, I wrote down this matter."

Some of the rest of the Great Elders were displeased, but more people were watching the lively mentality of watching Win Zhan Tian and the Great Elder of the Criminal Law face each other.

According to rumors, the master of Ying Zhantian is the Supreme Elder of the Qingyang Sect, even if the Sect Leader Immortal Venerable sees it, he must salute respectfully, and his status is unimaginably high.

In addition, the cultivation of Win Zhantian was not even lower than that of the Great Elder of the Criminal Law, and he didn't look at the Great Elder of the Criminal Law at all.

Win Zhantian looked at Yang Fan coldly, "Today I will surround your life, and next time, it will be difficult for the gods to save you."

The words fell, and the figure of Win Zhan Tian gradually became illusory, as if it was about to dissipate.

Yang Fan stepped out, staring at Win Zhan Tian, his fists were clenched tightly, he pointed to the sky with both hands, and shouted coldly, "Win Zhan Tian, you rely on your cultivation to be higher than me, and you want to kill me, but don't forget, I would rather bully the Pulsatilla than bully the young and poor, I Yang Fan swear here, three years later, I will definitely challenge you, when the time comes, I Yang Fan will take your head to wash away today's shame, do you dare to agree?"

Rumble.

The entire huge square shook after Yang Fan's oath was spoken.

Someone actually sent a three-year battle to the first young genius and master of the Qingyang Sect.

In normal times, everyone would think that this is a fantasy.

Even many of the Great Elders stood up from the bench at once, looking at Yang Fan and Ying Zhantian in the center of the ring.

Win Zhantian looked at Yang Fan coldly with a pair of eyes as bright as stars, and at this moment, Yang Fan felt a bone-chilling cold.

It seems that Win Zhantian will strike at any time and kill himself.

Yang Fan was not afraid, looked at Winning Zhantian coldly, and said coldly, "Three years of life and death battle, do you dare to agree?"

"You want to die, I don't mind waiting for you a little longer"

Ying Zhantian looked at Yang Fan coldly, and his tone was full of cold killing intent, "In the past three years, you'd better not die too early, otherwise it will be very boring"

The words fell, and the figure of Winning Zhantian dissipated.

And the Void Mirror suddenly bounced into the void and disappeared between this heaven and earth in an instant.

And the oppressive, almost suffocating horror dissipated.

Yang Fan's fists were clenched tightly, and he looked coldly at the place where the Void Mirror disappeared, and there was only endless coldness in his heart.