In the field where hundreds of people gathered, all eyes fell on Ling Fan and the hook-nosed boy at this moment, and at the moment when the hook-nosed boy swept towards Ling Fan, he saw that Ling Fan also moved. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The surging battle intent instantly swirled around Ling Fan's body, the power of the extreme path surged, and the long sword in Ling Fan's hand bloomed in an instant, and the sword power rippled, making the few people around him frown.

The hook-nosed young man was not slow, and he quickly swept in front of Ling Fan, and the iron hook in his hand threw out, killing Ling Fan directly.

"Really am I a soft persimmon?" Seeing the iron hook that came from the killing, Ling Fan didn't have the slightest fear, the long sword suddenly slashed out, and a sword light slashed through the void, only to hear the piercing sound of the bell, and the iron hook that was shot was actually broken.

The hook-nosed young man's face changed, staring at Ling Fan in disbelief, the figure that originally wanted to sweep in front of Ling Fan also paused for a moment, his eyes flashed, as if he had already retreated, obviously he also knew that this time he had kicked the iron plate.

Swish!

He wanted to retreat, but Ling Fan couldn't give him a chance, his body moved, and he instantly swept in front of the hook-nosed boy.

Now that you have done it, you should be prepared for defeat.

"Should I not stay here, or should you not stay here?" Ling Fan's long sword landed on the hook-nosed boy's neck like lightning, and a cold voice came into the ears of the hook-nosed boy.

The hook-nosed boy shuddered, he felt a breath of death, Ling Fan's eyes made him feel like the eyes of a hell killing god, just staring at him made him feel like he was falling into a cold purgatory.

"With such strength as you, even if you are lucky enough to pass this level, you will definitely not be able to pass the next round, so you better leave!" Ling Fan's voice was like a judgment, and when the words fell, his hand moved, and suddenly a blood line spurted out from the neck of the hook-nosed boy.

The sword light rises, and the blood shines!

Before the hook-nosed boy could let out a scream, he had already disappeared into the field and was eliminated directly.

Everyone around them fell silent, staring at Ling Fan in the arena one after another, and their hearts were all filled with horror.

This son, in the early stage of the Tianwu Realm, actually killed the peak of the Tianwu Realm with one blow.

Although the hook-nosed boy just now was not too strong, but after all, it was also the peak realm of the Tianwu Realm, facing an early stage of the Tianwu Realm, he actually had no power to fight back, from beginning to end, the hook-nosed boy had not even had time to make a move, he had already been suppressed by Ling Fan, and finally decisively sent him out of the world in the painting.

The crisp and neat means shocked everyone, and there were not many people present who could do this.

Xuan Xuanyang, Luo Wuya, and Absolute Wushuang's eyes also flashed at this moment, what they were surprised was not Ling Fan's strength, but Ling Fan's realm, a Tianwu Realm could do this at the beginning, so what would it be like after he was at the peak of his Tianwu Realm.

Even if you can't reach their level, I'm afraid, it's almost there!

This son is a little interesting!

Luo Hanxue's face was calm, he knew Ling Fan's strength, how could he be able to come out of the Shuiyue Secret Realm safely, how could it be comparable to ordinary people.

Ling Fan's long sword was not collected, and there was still a wisp of red blood on the blade, he raised his head, his eyes swept over everyone, but at this moment, he saw that no one showed hostility towards him, at this time, who still regarded him as a soft persimmon, that is, there was a problem with his brain.

This deterrent effect is naturally what Ling Fan wants, here, his realm is the lowest, many people are targeting him, if he doesn't use drastic means to deter these people, I'm afraid there will be a steady stream of troubles, in order to avoid these troubles, so, Ling Fan has to show his strength.

The crowd fell silent again, except for Ling Fan and Murong Feng, almost all of them were powerhouses above the late stage of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and their realms were almost the same, no one dared to make a move on anyone first, they just glanced around vigilantly.

On the side of Jiuxuanzong, Jue Wushuang, who was dressed in a blood-colored robe, suddenly stepped out at this time, he was too dazzling, so as soon as he stepped out, everyone's eyes converged on him, including Xuanxuan Yang and Luo Wuyi.

"Since you are all concentrated here, then don't waste time, start a war, decide the top forty as soon as possible, the strong will stay, and the weak will get out happily. "The voice of the peerless reverent reverberated throughout the space, he was like the master here, everything, he was in charge, he let go of the war, these people seemed to have to go to war, let whoever get out, who would get out of this world in the painting.

He stood proudly in front of the crowd, unstoppable, everyone here didn't seem to be in his eyes, but he was proud, and everyone didn't have the slightest objection, because he was called peerless, the first day below the Nine Xuanzong Imperial Realm, peerless.

When a person's strength reaches the top and everyone is afraid, then no matter how proud this person is, no matter how much no one looks at him, it seems that he is right, it seems that he should be like this, he has the capital to be like this, so everyone will not have any objections.

It's as if at this moment, no one will feel that Jue Wushuang is wrong, and no one has any doubts about Jue Wushuang, the reason why everyone still hasn't moved, is just because they really haven't found a suitable opponent for a while, and once they miss here, they will have no chance with the battle behind.

"Give you ten breaths of time, if you don't do it, I, Jiuxuanzong, will personally take action, and you all get out of here. Jue Wushuang's face showed coldness, as if he was giving an order, and when his voice fell, someone really moved.

I saw a person in the distance suddenly slash out a huge axe and kill a person on the opposite side, and the person danced with an iron rod and also greeted him.

One person made a move, and the others did not hesitate any longer, at this moment, they each chose their opponents and started a battle, and in an instant, the battle in this space broke out in full swing.

Ling Fan was still standing outside the battlefield, because of the shock just now, no one came to him without opening their eyes to challenge, a person who could kill the peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm with one blow, how could ordinary people contend with it.

Murong Feng didn't move, Ling Fan deliberately blocked behind him, his injuries had not yet healed, this time was not suitable for such a big battle.

Ling Fan intended to block these people for Murong Feng, but Murong Feng also had his own arrogance, looking at Ling Fan standing in front of him, his heart was warm, and at the same time, his steps also stepped out.

He was grateful to Ling Fan for saving him and protecting him to heal his injuries, but what he should face by himself, he still needed to face it by himself, so that he was worthy of his heart, if he had been hiding in Ling Fan, then what was the meaning of this imperial election to Murong Feng.

Seeing Murong Feng walking towards the battlefield, Ling Fan didn't stop him, he knew what kind of person Murong Feng was, he didn't want Ling Fan to protect him, and Ling Fan would not be reluctant. (To be continued.) )