Not to mention Ren Zhengfeng, even Wang Yan himself was a little surprised.

When did the power of the Fission Fist become so fierce and domineering?

If you don't know, you won't think that this is just the lowest-level Yellow Rank martial art.

"Senior Brother Wang, spare your life!"

shouted very spinelessly, Ren Zhengfeng said simply, and directly came to a donkey to roll, lying on the ground and not moving, pretending to be dead.

At this sudden scene, Wang Yan was stunned.

In desperation, he had no choice but to withdraw the offensive, stand with his hands in his hands, and look at Ren Zhengfeng who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

"Okay, I'm not going to hit you. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ren Zhengfeng, who was still motionless, like a turtle shrinking into a turtle shell, immediately jumped up on the spot and patted the dust that did not exist on his body.

Clenched his hands into fists, bowed again and again, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you Senior Brother Wang for your mercy, Senior Brother is willing to bow down and admit defeat. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Yan didn't have time to say anything, and a beam of white light came out of thin air and hit Ren Zhengfeng's body directly.

In the next moment, Ren Zhengfeng disappeared.

"Take a three-minute break for the next battle. ”

A mechanical voice sounded, Wang Yan was slightly stunned, and shook his head helplessly and smiled.

In the first battle, he didn't have any strength at all, and he won so inexplicably, which is really funny.

Ren Zhengfeng's performance is also really strange, which makes people laugh and cry.

Standing quietly in the space and waiting for three moments, a burst of white light appeared, and a young man appeared in front of Wang Yan.

This person was dressed in the clothes of the inner disciple of the Burning Sun Sect, seven feet tall, and his face was resolute.

His hair is meticulously groomed, his eyes are bright, his nose is straight, and his whole body exudes an air of indifference.

When he saw clearly that the person standing in front of him was a one-armed boy, this person's eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Are you...... Wang Yan?"

"It's like a fake. ”

Suddenly, this person's body trembled slightly, his resolute face revealed a wry smile, and he shook his head helplessly.

"In Xia Zhao Sheng, I have seen Senior Brother Wang. ”

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "What, do you plan to admit defeat without a fight?"

Zhao Sheng was stunned and hurriedly shook his head, "No, although Senior Brother Wang's name is like thunder, Zhao is also ashamed of himself." ”

"But I have always wanted to challenge Senior Brother Wang, but I don't have a chance, today is a good opportunity, Zhao wants to give it a try. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Wang Yan's mouth raised slightly, and a smile appeared on his delicate face.

If Zhao Sheng, like Ren Zhengfeng, admits defeat without a fight, then he has no interest in this sect at all.

Fortunately, this person still has some backbone that a martial cultivator should have.

"Come on. ”

Wang Yan snorted softly, stepped forward with one foot, and the figure disappeared.

Zhao Sheng was not slow to react, and hurriedly flew back, with his fists on his chest, making a defensive posture.

"I'm here. ”

The indifferent voice made Zhao Sheng's body tremble, and he quickly turned around.

A palm in his eyes rapidly enlarged, occupying all his sight!

"So fast?!"

With an exclamation, Zhao Sheng hurriedly counterattacked, and his fists gushed out with brilliant star power.

But just when the diffuse star power had not yet formed an offensive, Zhao Sheng suddenly stiffened and did not move.

It was as if at this moment, he was immobilized and incapacitated.

"Offended. ”

Wang Yan suddenly slapped his palm on Zhao Sheng's body, causing him to fly out directly upside down.

At the same time, a wisp of divine soul power slowly drilled back into Wang Yan's body.

A beam of white light reappeared, submerged into Zhao Sheng's body, and when the white light disappeared, Zhao Sheng disappeared with it.

Shrugging his shoulders in disinterest, Wang Yan looked up at the white space.

A pair of dark pupils as deep as the night seemed to penetrate everything, and they saw the dissatisfied old face of Tie Lengxue.

"If it's still such an opponent, it's okay if I don't participate, just let me advance to the finals. ”

Wang Yan seemed to be muttering to himself, but in fact, he knew that Tie Lengxue had been secretly watching him all the time.

And these words were said to Iron Cold-blooded.

Whether it's Ren Zhengfeng or Zhao Sheng, these two people are all around the Eightfold Realm of Forging Stars, and they are not his enemies at all.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to expose his identity as a soul cultivator too much, Wang Yan wouldn't even have to make a move.

The power of the divine soul broke through the air, and in one sweep, the martial cultivators below the Nine Realms of Forging Stars were completely crushed.

I don't know if it's because Wang Yan is too lucky, or because the inner disciples are too good and bad.

The opponents encountered in the four battles in a row were all around the Forging Star Eightfold Realm, and there was not even a Forging Star Ninefold Realm.

At first, Wang Yan didn't want to expose his identity as a soul cultivator, so he pretended to swing his fists and kick his feet.

In the end, Wang Yan directly ran out of patience, the power of the divine soul was swept away, the white light appeared, and the opponent disappeared.

After winning five or six battles in a row, just when Wang Yan was lacking interest and extremely bored, the white light appeared again.

Suddenly, Wang Yan's heart froze, and his expression gradually became solemn.

A long figure appeared in front of Wang Yan, and a sinister aura rose from the white vast space.

Looking at the young man in front of him with a face like a knife and an indifferent expression, Wang Yan finally became interested.

"Wang Yan?"

"It's me. ”

The young man grinned, a grim smile on his knife-like face.

Ye Bei asked, the hidden dragon list ranked two thousand eight hundred. ”

Wang Yan was stunned, with his previous cultivation, he was already ranked among the three thousand five hundred on the Hidden Dragon List.

And this Ye Beiwen in front of him, the evil qi is so strong, the aura is as thick as a mountain, and the cultivation is definitely above the Nine Realms of Forging Stars.

With such a cultivation, how can he be ranked among the 2,800 on the Hidden Dragon List?

As if seeing Wang Yan's doubts, Ye Beiwen moved his hands indifferently, "Three years of retreat, which coincides with today's sect Xiaobi, before I came out." ”

"As soon as I got out of the customs, all I heard in my ears were all rumors about you, Wang Yan, don't let me down. ”

After the words fell, Ye Beiwen took a step forward, and the rich evil aura swept towards Wang Yan like a stormy wave.

At this moment, Wang Yan seemed to be in the vast ocean, turning into a flat boat and drifting with the waves.

It is like a substantiated evil qi cascading on top of each other, constantly slapping, and it may destroy this Ye Bian Boat at any time.

"Star Refining Realm?"

Ye Beiwen Sen Ran smiled, and punched out, "Although it is not the Star Refining Realm, it is enough to defeat you!"

Feeling the power contained in the opponent's punch, Wang Yan instantly understood.

This person, like Liu Chen, is stuck at the threshold of the Star Refining Realm, and he is only one foot away from entering the Star Refining Realm.

"It's good to come!"

didn't avoid it, Wang Yan also punched out.

In an instant, two fists of different sizes collided fiercely, and the aftermath of the invisible qi wave frantically spread out towards the surroundings.

But this white space was unbreakable, and the aftermath of the violent air wave was not visible, as if it had been completely absorbed.

Boom!

A dull sound of flesh colliding sounded, Wang Yan stood still, looked at Ye Beiwen, who was also as steady as a mountain, and punched out again!