Pick the mountain behind the Star Sect.

Yang Yifan immediately heard the voice.

He opened his eyes, and he was also a little puzzled, wasn't he unable to participate in the entrance ceremony?

Still, he quickly got up.

"Flames. ”

The sound sounded, and the flame chasing wind next to him immediately turned into a flash of fire.

With a little foot, Yang Yifan turned over and rode up.

"Let's go. ”

The ten-zhang flame wings instantly condensed, burning fiercely, and then with just a slight flick, the flames chased the wind and soared into the air, carrying Yang Yifan towards the direction of the Star Picking Tower.

"Is it the voice of the Sect Master?"

"What the hell is going on, why did the sect master personally let Yang Yifan pass?"

Looking at Yang Yifan's distant figure, Li Feilong and the others halfway up the mountain had shocked faces, since they entered this Star Picking Sect, they had only seen Qi Luoyang, the sect master of the Star Picking Sect, from a distance at the original entrance ceremony.

But now, Qi Luoyang actually let Yang Yifan go over in person, how could this make them not shocked?

Don't mess with it again!

Li Feilong and the others secretly warned them in their hearts.

The speed of the flame chasing the wind was very fast, and in just a dozen breaths, Yang Yifan saw the Star Picking Sect, and also saw the martial artists one by one, as well as the conspicuous ring.

Immediately, a blazing battle intent appeared in his eyes.

The people of the war clan have that eternal warlike blood flowing in their bones.

"It's coming. ”

"It's Yang Yifan who is here. ”

"That's his mount, the Red Flame Pony King at the peak of the Sixth Order. ”

The voice sounded all of a sudden, although he was punished as soon as he entered the mountain gate, but Yang Yifan's name was undoubtedly louder than many old disciples of Jiufeng.

There is no way, for so many years, Yang Yifan dared to really make a move and came in through the gate.

Is it coming?

As the voice sounded, all the Star Picking Sect martial artists, from the sect master Qi Luoyang to the ordinary disciples, all turned their heads in unison, and looked at Yang Yifan, who was flying by.

The Ice Palace, the Ancient Sword Sect, the Black Demon Field, the Qingfeng Temple and other martial artists who participated in the ceremony also looked over.

The scene was so shocking.

As soon as Yang Yifan appeared, he became the focus of attention of the martial artists in the audience.

"It is worthy of being a descendant of the war clan. ”

The demons in the sea of knowledge also sighed.

The shocking battle between the Terrans and the Yaksha was led by the Warriors.

The people of the war clan seem to be born kings and leaders, and they will not be silent wherever they go, and they will attract everyone's attention.

It's close!

In just two or three breaths, Yang Yifan, who was riding a flame chasing the wind, appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Late stage of the Polar Realm?

The seed of artistic conception has not broken the cocoon?

The eyes of many sect martial artists immediately showed a touch of disdain and contempt, just like that, how strong will the strength be?

Among the new disciples of each sect, there are disciples in the late stage of the Earth Extreme Realm, but basically all of them have broken the cocoon of the artistic conception seed.

Not to mention that the top group of people had successfully advanced to the Heavenly Extreme Realm.

This breath?

The powerhouses of the various sects did not speak, nor did they mean to look at them with contempt, but a look of horror flashed in their eyes.

The thick bloody aura on Yang Yifan's body was so strong that even they felt it.

The Black Demon Sect's actions can be regarded as vicious, and they will kill people if they don't agree with each other.

But none of the disciples of the Black Demon Sect present had a bloody aura comparable to Shang Yang Yifan.

What surprised them the most was the undisguised high fighting intent on Yang Yifan's body, which was too strong, making his whole person look like a peerless spear, piercing the sky and revealing his edge.

"Hmm. ”

Qi Luoyang nodded, and a look of relief flashed in his eyes.

At their point, they naturally wouldn't just use cultivation as the realm to stabilize the strength of a martial artist.

For example, people like Yang Yifan, although the realm is a little lower, but once the realm comes up, he will definitely have the strength to sweep, and the accumulation is the kind of person he is talking about.

"Brother Yifan. ”

Looking at the tall figure, Ling'er murmured softly, the ice on his face melted instantly, and a smile appeared.

Her smile has always bloomed only for Yang Yifan alone.

"Yang Yifan. ”

Gu Feng's fists clenched suddenly.

As soon as he thought of being able to take revenge right away, and being able to trample Yang Yifan under his feet in front of so many people, he couldn't contain the excitement and excitement in his heart.

"Come down, there is a ban on the Star Picking Tower, and no one can fly. ”

A golden-robed elder spoke.

"Yes. ”

At Yang Yifan's signal, the flames chased the wind and stopped at the edge of the square.

"Come ahead. ”

Yang Yifan turned over and dismounted, striding towards the front with the blood shadow gun on his back.

Although the eyes of the audience were staring at him, and there were even many strong people, Yang Yifan did not have the slightest stage fright, on the contrary, the flow rate of golden blood in his body continued to accelerate.

Swish.

Gu Feng stepped a little, and fell into the ring again, staring at Yang Yifan, his eyes full of hatred and shame.

When Tianyi Academy first fought, it was a shadow and nightmare that he would never get away with in his life.

When he returned to the Ancient Sword Sect, he had been in retreat and penance, in order to be able to defeat Yang Yifan and wash away the shame on him.

"Yang Yifan. ”

Gu Feng's voice sounded, "In order to fight fairly with you, I suppressed the realm and didn't break through to the Heavenly Extreme Realm, but you disappointed me so much that I didn't even break out of the cocoon, how can you fight with me?

"Your subordinates are defeated, and you dare to say such things?"

Yang Yifan's faint voice rang out.

Gu Feng's fist clenched with a click, he really lost at that time, he had nothing to say, and he had no way to defend himself.

Good!

Many of the martial artists of the Star Picking Sect immediately became excited, Gu Feng was too arrogant, but now they were instigated by Yang Yifan's words and couldn't open their mouths, how could they be unhappy?

"So far, we haven't won a game, Yang Yifan come on. ”

"That's right, him. ”

Some of the disciples shouted.

Didn't win a game?

Yang Yifan's eyes looked at the martial artists of the Ancient Sword Sect, the Ice Palace, and the Dark Demon Sect, not only was he afraid, but the fighting intent in his heart was even worse, and he was looking forward to fighting with these genius disciples of the sect.

At this moment, the seeds of gun's intent in the sea of his consciousness suddenly trembled slightly.

Boom.

The footsteps fell, and the momentum on Yang Yifan's body rose sharply.

This?

Many people's faces changed immediately, and they found that after Yang Yifan's step fell, the breath of the whole person suddenly changed.

Don't?

Some of the Star Picking Sect elders couldn't help but get up, and looked at Yang Yifan in horror.

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