The coronation incident caused a lot of turmoil, especially the Sword King, who was a generation of martial king-level powerhouses, directly attacked Yang Fan, which caused an uproar among ordinary disciples.

Although ordinary disciples didn't dare to say anything, they were talking about it in private, mostly saying how shameless the Sword King was, how pitiful Yang Fan was, fortunately, he was in charge of the Immortal Venerable Immortal Reputation and the like, I don't know if the Sword King heard it?

Anyway, the old thing is thick-skinned, and when he hears it, he probably goes in his left ear and out of his right ear.

In the days that followed, Yang Fan quietly cultivated and precipitated his cultivation.

"Yang Fan, do you dare to come out to fight? I, Wang Zhanyang, are waiting for your arrival in the central ring!"

On this day, early in the morning, the cheers were like thunder, and countless people were shaken, and they walked towards the central ring for the first time.

"Wang Zhanyang ..................", Yang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, he was not familiar with Wang Zhanyang, he only knew that this person was the best among the holy sons of Qingyang Sect more than thirty years ago, and his cultivation was unfathomable, known as the undefeated Supreme.

But it hasn't appeared for a long time, and this appearance immediately challenged himself, which Yang Fan never expected.

Liu Mei came to Yang Fan's residence, his face was a little worried, and he clarified Wang Zhanyang's identity, he was accepted as a disciple by the Sword King thirty years ago, and left the Qingyang Sect after practicing with the Sword King for several years, and he had just returned recently.

Yang Fan touched his chin and pondered secretly, obviously Wang Zhanyang came for the Sword King.

Yang Fan sneered in his heart, Wang Zhanyang shouted like this, if he should not fight, he was afraid that his reputation would be completely ruined, Yang Fan did not hesitate, his body rose to the sky, and flew towards the central ring.

It didn't take long for Yang Fan to come to the central ring.

The central ring, set up on the square of the Qingyang Sect, covers an area of about hundreds of square meters, I don't know how many years it has existed, and it has left traces of mottled years.

At this time, there were already dense disciples gathered in the square, and even many great elders appeared, the undefeated Supreme King Zhanyang had a great reputation and a high cultivation, and this time he actually took the initiative to challenge Yang Fan, which really made many people very excited in their hearts.

On top of the central ring stood a middle-aged man, who was of medium stature and ordinary in appearance, but his eyes were slender and slightly narrowed, giving people a rather cold sense, it was the undefeated Supreme King Zhanyang, a master who had been famous for decades.

This person can also be regarded as a legend, he became famous more than thirty years ago, and it is said that with his cultivation, he will be able to graduate automatically and fill the position of the Great Elder, but Wang Zhanyang has never done so, obviously he is not without ideas about the position of the Sect Leader Immortal.

"Yang Fan doesn't seem to have anything to do with Wang Zhanyang, right? Why did Wang Zhanyang take the initiative to challenge Yang Fan as soon as he appeared? Is it necessary to erect such a big enemy?"

Someone questioned it.

"You don't know this, right? Thirty years ago, Wang Zhanyang had already worshiped under the Sword King, as a disciple of the Sword King, and he disappeared for thirty years and suddenly appeared, so he naturally needed to find a stepping stone, Yang Fan is now in the limelight, and he vaguely has the posture of catching up with the younger generation, stepping on Yang Fan's position, isn't it just to establish his reputation?"

"That's true, killing Yang Fan can also add points here to the Sword King, killing two birds with one stone."

Many people are talking about it, waiting for Yang Fan to arrive.

"Yang Fan is here..."Suddenly, the crowd didn't know who shouted, everyone looked towards the central ring, I don't know when, but there was an extra young man on the central ring, the young man was dressed in white, black hair and shawl, and his eyes were as bright as stars, it was Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's arrival naturally caused a great sensation, and many people below were talking about it, Wang Zhanyang squinted at Yang Fan, his eyes flashed with Dao essence, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Yang Fan was also looking at Wang Zhanyang, from this person's body, Yang Fan felt a trace of danger, obviously this person's cultivation is very extraordinary.

Seeing Yang Fan coming, Wang Zhanyang's body rose with an incomparably strong battle intent, which almost condensed into a battle qi, and it shook the air so loudly that it was not shocking.

Feeling that momentum, many people's faces changed, this Wang Zhanyang is worthy of being famous for a long time, although he has not fought, but his fighting spirit has been surging, and he has completely suppressed Yang Fan.

Sou... Wang Zhanyang suddenly made a move, turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed over, his right fist was clenched together, and he suddenly punched towards Yang Fan, and there was a terrible thunder light on top of that punch, the thunder light rolled, crackled, and made a loud noise, extremely terrifying, containing devastating power, and there was a taste of heavenly calamity.

"My good man, the power of the thunder is the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, this Wang Zhanyang actually refined the power of the Heavenly Tribulation into the Dao Law Divine Power, it is really bold"

"Condense the spell with the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, the power of this spell will increase tenfold, and now Yang Fan is in danger."

Many people's faces changed, and they were taken aback by Wang Zhanyang's amazing methods.

The thunderous punch was really fast, dazzling, like a phantom, attacking and killing in an instant, if such a terrifying punch hit the body, it would indeed kill him, seeing that the terrifying punch was about to kill Yang Fan with one punch, but at this time, Yang Fan suddenly made a move.

He poked out his right hand and grabbed it towards the punch.

Everyone seemed to see the trajectory of Yang Fan's shot.

It's slow.

Click.

But the next moment, that slow shot instantly caught Wang Zhanyang's thunderous move.

"Such a horrible punch was broken like this?"

"How is this possible?"

Many people felt a little dizzy in their heads, and they were really shocked by the scene in front of them, and they didn't believe it a little.

"Your speed is too slow," Yang Fan sneered, his left elbow curled slightly, and he attacked Wang Zhanyang's chest like a spear.

"Lion's roar. Wow!"

Wang Zhanyang smiled coldly, opened his mouth and roared, the terrifying sound wave shocked, and rolled towards Yang Fan in an instant, and in a trance, a giant lion condensed, and suddenly pounced, wanting to kill Yang Fan on the spot.