On the ancient trees that grew twisted on the mountain walls around Xuanyin Terrace, the disciples of the eight major sects were either standing or sitting cross-legged, looking like birds from a distance.

One of the girl disciples of the Savage lineage couldn't help but feel very dazzling when he watched Ji Fan pull out the big sword he was carrying, and his expression seemed to be greatly humiliated.

This female disciple of the Evil Barbarian Peak is the girl who was in the martial arts arena of the Yin Capital City five years ago and was invaded by Ji Fan and robbed of the treasure.

"Damn!"

The girl clenched her slightly rough fist, secretly hating why Ji Fan appeared again.

"I reiterate once again that the disciples of the sect must not harm the lives of their fellow disciples when performing martial arts. "The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall on the Xuanyin platform, after reminding Ji Fan and the others, withdrew from the two peaks and veins between the disciples of the group battle, obviously aware of the beginning of the battle.

"Zi!Zi!Zi~~~"

The gauze skirt girl behind Ji Fan took the lead in making a move, and while her hands were sealed, wisps of black thunder radiated from her body.

"Sure enough!"

Ji Fan secretly took a breath, instinctively feeling that Ruan Yan's black thunder was a threat that could not be underestimated, this was a tremor from the soul.

If it weren't for being in front of everyone, Ji Fan couldn't help but secretly wonder if he would dare to expose his back to Ruan Yan, a junior sister.

"Up. ”

The man wearing the iron mask saw Ruan Yan's movement, slapped the storage bag, and released a puppet canine beast first.

"Whew!"

The teenager of the Ji clan threw a metal ball.

Regarding the actions of the disciples of the first line of the puppet, Ji Fan, who was holding a big sword and a bronze shield, was somewhat uncomfortable.

"Thunderbolt!"

Ruan Yan snorted crisply, and as her hands sealed, black clouds had already surged out of the sky of the Xuanyin Terrace.

"Takashi ~~~"

The black clouds made a heavy sound, and a trace of thunder flashed, and soon a black thunder fell.

However, in Ji Fan's perception, the black thunder did not split into the bodies of the five disciples of the Puppet Peak, but was absorbed by the metal ball thrown by the young man of the Ji clan in advance.

"What?"

Although Ji Fan didn't say anything, his face was deeply bruised, but he twitched slightly and looked a little strange.

"Is this an attack?"

Ji Fan could sense that Ruan Yan seemed to be very difficult to cast such a spell.

"Thunder Bead!"

Ruan Yan was also shocked when she saw that the lightning falling technique had not achieved results.

"What should I do?"

Three of the five disciples who found the machine puppet peak released human and beast puppets, and Ji Fan didn't know what to do at this time.

The competition had just begun, and Ji Fan and Ruan Yan had already completely fallen behind in the situation.

"Are you okay?"

For the five disciples of the machine puppet peak did not attack immediately, Ji Fan took two steps back slightly, and asked Ruan Yan in a low voice, with the meaning of admitting defeat if he could not judge the situation.

"With that thunder bead existing, the spell must be limited, follow me up for melee combat. Ruan Yan's statement made Ji Fan's body tense and extremely unnatural.

"You won't have a chance of winning, so you might as well throw in the towel. "The man wearing the fanged mask of the puppet peak is giving Ji Fan and Ruan Yan a chance.

"Mu Huaisheng, your disciple of the first line of Soul Cultivation Peak, his experience is still too shallow, how can he fight!" On a nine-palace tree south of Xuanyin Terrace, the first seat of the machine puppet peak that looked like a girl smiled at the obese middle-aged man.

"Let's go, find a chance to break the thunder bead!"

Ruan Yan had the pride of not admitting defeat, so she rushed out first.

"This is the beginning of the war?"

Ji Fan trotted to keep up with Ruan Yan, feeling at a loss.

Before, Ji Fan was still thinking that even if the spell failed to achieve results, he should take out the treasure to fight against him, Ruan Yan rushed out like this, which was somewhat unexpected by him.

The thunderous light of Ruan Yan's hands flickered, but it was quite lethal.

"What are you going to do with me, to deal with the Lady of the Devil. ”

Ruan Yan couldn't stand Ji Fan's actions and yelled at him angrily.

"Didn't you say let me protect you?"

Although Ji Fan didn't say it, he didn't know what to do when he changed Ruan Yan's arrangement, as if he was dragging his feet.

"呲!呲!呲~~~"

Just when Ji Fan was stunned and ran to the side of the teenage boy again, Ruan Yan was already fighting with a humanoid puppet holding two knives, tossing and turning in the face of the sword light.

"Slow, slow, slow!"

The young man of the Ji clan, looking at his young age, but his sealed hands, every time he slapped his mouth, he unexpectedly spit out enlarged incantations.

"That's a gimmick!"

On the ancient trees around Xuanyin Terrace, a small number of monks with extraordinary knowledge were surprised by the method of spitting incantations from Ji Xuanzi.

"What's that?"

Faced with the amplified spells floating in, Ji Fan stagnated.

"These spells are not fast, but they seem to be chasing me. Ji Fan closed his eyes and sensed the magnified incantations floating over one by one.

"That Ji Fan, it seems that he doesn't know what to do?" The black-robed girl in the blood Luo Peak lineage signaled that Ji Fan and Ruan Yan did not cooperate.

"After five years of entering the Soul Cultivation Peak, it is the first time to participate in the sect competition, and it is inevitable that you will not be able to adapt to it, and you will not be able to play as you like. Although the black-robed young man said this, his brows twisted into a pimple.

"Click~~~"

Just as Ji Fan was bypassing the sealing spell, the canine and beast puppets released by the man in the iron mask disintegrated toothed flywheels on both sides of their hind legs, and they were already shooting towards Ruan Yan.

"Using the Lingyuan silk thread to manipulate the puppet, it seems that the disciple of the puppet peak also has a strong spiritual sense. Ji Fan silently sensed the situation on the stage and estimated the combat power of the five disciples of the Puppet Peak.

In Ji Fan's feeling, the battle of the puppet still has certain limitations, and it is not as smooth as the melee combat of the monk itself.

"If you exert your strength, several people from the Puppet Peak are temporarily within my attack range, and the girl who drew lots is actually setting up the formation. Ji Fan breathed deeply, he couldn't see or hear, and he could only capture the movements of the five disciples of the puppet peak with his perception.

"The aura of these five people, two of them are quite heavy, I can't be sure that they are monks of the Xuan Period, but the combat power does not seem to be very strong. While Ji Fan was walking, not only was his movements unrestrained, but his speed could not be improved.

With the growth of Ji Fan's strength, his vision is also significantly different from before.

Ruan Yan faced the attack of the humanoid puppet and the canine and beast puppet, and her body was like a dancing butterfly, although she looked good-looking, she couldn't get rid of the puppet for a long time, posing a threat to the flower-faced mask woman and the iron mask male disciple of the puppet peak.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Ruan Yan had already taken out a whip woven of fine silk, shaking, splitting, teasing, sweeping, and winding with full momentum, and even brought up a fluffy whip flower, which could be attacked and defended, which made Ji Fan's expression a little strange.

"It doesn't seem to be unbreakable. ”

At this time, no one knew that Ji Fan, who perceived Ruan Yan's whipping method, actually regarded her as an imaginary enemy.

The long whip in Ruan Yan's hand was like a raging python churning, not only menacing but also full of electric arcs, even humanoid puppets and dog and beast puppets had to avoid its might.

"Click!click~~~"

Finding that the man wearing the fanged mask was holding a scale ball in his hand, and he quickly covered his body with shining scales from his arm to his body, forming a fine battle armor and his momentum soared, Ji Fan's closed eyes couldn't help but move.

"This man is a fierce enemy. ”

Ji Fan secretly sighed that the puppet with the ribbon wrapped around the man in the fanged mask had not yet been released.

"Bang~~~"

The next moment, the fanged masked man kicked the gravel under his feet, and he was already moving, and his body rushed straight into the shadow of the whip, and his big hand covered with scales shot at Ruan Yan without hurrying.

Even if Ruan Yan resisted with a whip rod, she was still pressed back by the big hand of the fanged mask man and flew two heels back and retreated far away.

"Zheng~~~"

Ji Fan inserted the big sword into the sword bag behind his back and ran towards Ruan Yan's place, as if he wanted to admit defeat.

"What are you doing?"

Ruan Yan, a girl in a gauze skirt, landed a pair of slender feet and dragged backwards for a while, before removing the power of the fanged mask man's palm, she turned her temper to Ji Fan, and shouted at him.

"Ji Fan, you give me a serious beating, don't be idle, don't hear it......" Just when Ji Fan moved his mouth and wanted to say that the other party was still weird, the obese middle-aged man Mu Huaisheng was already roaring on the Jiugong Tree, and his face looked extremely terrifying.

For Mu Huaisheng's angry roar, Ji Fan swallowed dryly.

"Rest for a while. ”

Ji Fan's breathing gradually deepened, and he said to Ruan Yan, who was panting with his chest rising and low.

Ruan Yan wanted to scold Ji Fan a few words, but she found that the young man in front of her gradually swelled up with a faint sense of oppression.

"As the senior brother of the first lineage of the Soul Cultivation Peak, you have to bear the glory of the lineage and the sect, even if you are defeated, you must dare to let go of the battle. Mu Huaisheng shouted to Ji Fan and told him to move.

Ji Fan turned around and faced the five disciples of the Machine Puppet Peak, but he didn't show his sword again, but hunched his back slightly, and his arms naturally drooped down at his sides.

"No way, let's start with you. ”

Ji Fan's heart was secretly bitter, and his attention was focused on the young man of the Ji clan who had just joined the sect not long ago.

"It seems like things are about to change, and it feels a lot deeper. Finding Ji Fan's drooping arms, walking and swaying with the figure leaning forward slightly, like a walking corpse, the black-robed young man with a vein of Blood Luo Feng said with his eyes narrowed slightly.

Facing Ji Fan's deep approach, the teenage boy of the Ji clan inexplicably felt a great pressure.

"Duh!"

The sealing spells floating on the Xuanyin platform, under the traction of the seal of the young man's hands, sealed Ji Fan's figure.

"Whew~~~"

In the sealing pressure of a spell, Ji Fan's figure only shook slightly, and the amplitude was extremely small, and it was as if his movement had not been affected in the slightest.

"Huh?"

Although Ji Fan only shook his body, it attracted the attention of some elders of the sect with extraordinary eyesight, and the old elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, who was in charge of performing martial arts, stood quite close, and secretly surprised.

"Not to mention anything unusual about this son, just the action, there is nothing superfluous, it can be seen that the practice is thorough enough!"

At this time, Ji Fan, who approached the young man of the Ji clan, was like a ghost in the daytime, and that deep feeling brought more and more pressure to the young man.