It's just a pity that this whip can't exert its true power in Wu Shan's hands at all, which is also the reason why Fang Ze can easily seize it.

If this whip was cast by a person like a great power level, Fang Ze would really have a headache.

"This, this, this is Senior Brother's, it seems like him, he got it from Dengxian Tower."

Although Fang Ze's eyes were very light, it made Wu Shan feel very palpitated, and he stammered when he spoke.

He also regretted it very much in his heart, he had known that Shi Fang's strength was so terrifying, he shouldn't have worked so hard for his senior brother.

"Dengxian Tower?" Fang Ze pondered slightly, it seems that in addition to the so-called one-style immortal arts, this Ascending Immortal Tower should also have a lot of good things, but it is indeed worth visiting.

"Shi, Senior Brother Shi, I, I just do what Senior Brother tells me, you, you just let me go." Wu Shan begged for mercy.

"Released you?" Fang Ze smiled slightly, "It's okay." ”

Wu Shan was overjoyed and was about to say something of thanks.

But Fang Ze's next words made him freeze again.

"If you can take my whip, I'll let you go." Fang Ze shook the Eight Extremes Whip in his hand, he also wanted to test the power of this whip in his hand.

"Tokens, yes, tokens, Senior Brother Shi, I'll give you all the tokens, you can spare me." After Wu Shan was stunned for a moment, he was almost scared to death.

Today's Dabi, he just relied on the Eight Poles Whip to shake a lot of prestige, no one knows better than him the power of the Eight Pole Whip, plus Fang Ze's strength is much stronger than him, can he stand the whip?

Saying that, he presented all the tokens on his body to Fang Ze, and knelt down, "Senior Brother Shi, no, Uncle Shi, you can spare it, in the future, I can make cattle and horses for you!" ”

Syllable!

He was answered with a whip.

"Ahh

Wu Shan screamed miserably, and immediately fell to the ground, spasming.

A face twisted in pain.

Then his gaze became glazed.

An illusory villain gradually dissipated in the center of his eyebrows.

It was his consciousness that had drifted away.

When the divine consciousness is cultivated to a certain extent, it will evolve into the primordial spirit, which can be said to be the top priority of the monk.

The loss of consciousness is equivalent to the loss of soul.

Even if Wu Shan didn't die at this time, he was already almost like a dead man.

Fang Ze shook his head slightly, he actually didn't use much force at all, this Wu Shan was too unpumped.

However, it also proves that this whip is really magical.

It seems that it is not a problem to whip the primordial gods of those powerful people.

It's just that there is a divine sense mark on this whip, and I think it belongs to the senior brother.

Without thinking about it, he erased the mark, then put away the tokens and flew into the air.

Since he is already planning to take the first place, then, he is ready to get all the tokens and become the real first!

It was also at the moment when he erased the imprint of the Eight Extremes Whip's divine sense.

Yan Feng, the senior brother outside, spurted out a mouthful of blood violently.

Qian De beside him was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

"My eight-pole whip has been snatched away!"

Yan Feng wiped the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, and said with a gloomy hatred: "Wu Shan, this waste, what should you do, you actually let people snatch the Eight Extreme Whip!" ”

Qian De suddenly became a little uneasy, "Great, senior brother, the person who snatched the divine whip, could it be Shi Fang?" ”

"If my Divine Sense Mark wasn't cultivated to someone higher than me, it wouldn't be erased at all, do you think Shi Fang's cultivation would be higher than mine?"

Qian De was speechless, in fact, he wanted to say that Shi Fang's cultivation might really be higher than that of Senior Brother, but he didn't dare to say it.

"It seems that this big competition, there are really masters to participate, when did such a master appear in Tianlin Sect, I don't even know."

Yan Feng didn't pay attention to Qian De, just looked at the whirlpool above the square with a calm face, and didn't know what he was thinking.

And Chande couldn't help but take two steps away from the senior brother.

He was now even more sure that the person who snatched the senior brother's eight-pole whip was Shi Fang.

Even, he suspected that those people in Wushan might have been more than lucky.

There were people on both sides that he couldn't afford to mess with, and he didn't know which side to stand on.

Yan Feng stared at the whirlpool for a while, "It seems that it is not reliable to count on those people in Wushan. ”

Then he came to an old man and whispered to him for a long time.

The old man seemed to hesitate a little when he heard his words, until Yan Feng took out a thing, the old man's eyes lit up, and he quietly accepted the thing before nodding.

Then he quietly handed Yan Feng a token.

That token is the credential for participating in the sect competition.

Yan Feng took the token, his body shook, and he had already entered the battlefield of Dabi.

It can be said that he is walking through the back door and entering the battlefield.

Of course, he didn't enter the battlefield to grab the token, the Eight Pole Whip was snatched away, of course he was unwilling, it was something he got in Dengxian Tower with great difficulty, and he also wanted to be the one who snatched his Eight Pole Whip.

By the way, I naturally want to turn out the stone by myself.

It stands to reason that Shi Fang's cultivation should have been eliminated a long time ago, but so far he has not seen Shi Fang come out, nor has he seen Wu Shan and others come out, which makes him feel a little weird.

And Fang Ze had already grabbed a lot of tokens at this time.

Now that a day has basically passed, he has almost gained nearly a thousand tokens.

It's not a lot of trouble to grab a token, it's just a bit of a hassle to find a target.

Because there are almost more than 2,000 disciples participating in the Great Competition, and this battlefield is very large, and everyone is scattered all over the place after they come in, if it weren't for his powerful divine sense and void step, it would really be difficult to have this result.

It's definitely no problem to advance with this result, but his goal is to get all the tokens, so that he is the only one who wins, and then the second and third levels will naturally not be there.

He can also go directly to Dengxian Tower.

He stepped out, and when he appeared, there were several people fighting below.

His appearance also aroused the alarm of those people, who immediately stopped fighting and all looked at him.

Seeing that he had tokens all over his waist, the people all looked shocked, but more of them were greedy.

"What kind of disciple is this kid, and he actually got so many tokens?"

The few people who were originally fighting, after glancing at each other, seemed to have formed an alliance, staring at Fang Ze with fierce eyes.

"Hand over your tokens, I won't embarrass you!" Fang Ze looked at those people and said lightly.

In the face of these people, he really didn't want to make any more moves.

"You're asking us to hand over the token? Who do you think you are? Immediately someone shouted angrily.

"That's it, don't think it's great to have dozens of tokens hanging on your waist, Lao Tzu also has it on you!" One of them was even more dissatisfied, and opened his shirt, revealing a large string of tokens around his waist.