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It was like a fish bone stuck in his throat, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In fact, in his opinion, defeating Yun Fan is still very sure. It's just that the last time he fought with Yun Fan did leave him with great psychological pressure, Yun Fan's madness and reluctance to spare his life were simply not comparable to him.

"Alas, it's better than meeting a true Holy Land master. After thinking about it for a long time, Yunxiao finally shook his head and hid the doubts in his heart. Judging from the current situation, meeting Yunfan is indeed the best result at present. After all, Yun Fan had not been in Jiuyang Sword Valley for a long time, and compared to other Holy Land talents, his foundation should be regarded as the weakest one.

"In that case, boy, count you unlucky! My rise begins with stepping over your corpse. ”

Yunxiao's gaze searched on the Supreme High Platform, and finally, he found Yun Fan who was preparing by Xuandao and Ye Jiutian's side.

And Yun Fan, who was stretching his body, suddenly felt a sharp gaze wandering over him, so he groped along with his keen soul, the two looked at each other, and Yun Fan couldn't help but stare at him. How could he not recognize this familiar face!

"Huh. ”

Yunxiao smiled weirdly, and his palm crossed his neck, provoking Yun Fan.

And Yun Fan just sneered and didn't make any moves, he had long since ignored an opponent of this level. Yunxiao's provocation has become a joke in his eyes, and it won't be long before this joke will be broken by him on stage in person!

All these actions were seen by Xuan Dao and Ye Jiutian beside Yun Fan, but neither of them said anything. In their opinion, this is a battle between the younger generation and the same level, no matter who Yun Fan fights with, it is his own business, and the younger generation's affairs are solved by the younger generation. All they need to do is watch out for the older generation.

Just when everyone was immersed in their own thoughts, the bell of the opening finally rang!

Today's matches were played one after the other, and the venue for the matches had been converted into a huge fighting platform. After a short curtain call by the announcer, the first game starts immediately!

"In the first martial arts, Dao Zonghua Qiandao played against the scattered monk Li You, and now the game starts!"

Boom!

The battle bell rings, and the two come to the stage to face each other!

Yun Fan had been silently observing the two on the stage, wanting to see something from them. After looking at it for a long time, Yun Fan concluded in his heart that the Dao Sect's Thousand Dao Transformation Sect would definitely be able to easily solve the scattered monk Li You. Although Li You's strength is not weak, it is a bit full of talents at the level of talents in the Holy Land.

Sure enough, as Yun Fan expected, it didn't take long for the game to start. No less than ten kinds of morality have been released from the body of the Taoist Sect, which is dazzling! And Li You only had the ability to parry from the beginning. Ten moves later, a spike suddenly ejected from under his feet, and Li You suddenly flew straight out of the field like a kite with a broken string!

The first game, the end!

"Uh... That's the end of it?"

The audience in the audience had not yet watched it, and it suddenly ended. For a while, there was constant scolding in the stands. Of course, they basically scolded Li You...

Li You, who fell from the stands, turned pale, but he was helpless in his heart. Who let him have such luck and meet such a pervert as soon as he came up. "Alas..." With a long sigh, Li You could only walk towards the specific passage of the contestants in despair. He knew in his heart that the possibility of being chosen by the Holy Land was almost zero.

This also highlights the cruel reality that those who have struggled from the bottom do not have a good environment and do not have huge resources to support them. They can only rely on their own efforts and blood and sweat to improve their cultivation step by step, the only shortcut for these people is to enter the big forces, if this dream is shattered, then they may not have the day to come out in their lives...

There is no way, this is the cruelty of the world of cultivators, for hundreds of thousands of years, no one can change it, and no one has changed it. The law of the jungle eats the strong, the survival of the fittest, that's all.

On the high platform, Yun Fan sorted out his thoughts and recalled the game that had just ended.

To be honest, Hua Qiandao's strength really amazed him. With such a demonic talent for enlightenment, even Yun Fan was ashamed of himself. It's just that he is not worried about running into Hua Qiandao, because Hua Qiandao's weakness is too obvious. Although there are many kinds of morality to realize, each of them is not a profound way, and at best it is a small and medium-sized way. Although the attack means are diverse, the attack power is limited, and it is not obvious that the cultivation is low at this time, if the cultivation is high, it will definitely become a shackle to him!

"Alas... It's a good seedling. I don't know what the old guy of the sect thinks, bye bye wasted this child's talent. ”

Ye Jiutian shook his head slightly, obviously seeing the problem.

It's just that they sigh and sigh, but they don't really feel sorry for anything. I feel sorry for this thing, so I'd better leave it to the old guys of the Taoist Sect.

......

After a short period of adjustment, the second game is coming soon!

In the second fight, there were no talents from the Holy Land, and there was nothing to see in it, and the audience couldn't help but be bored for a while.

As for Yun Fan, he was already meditating cross-legged, slowly pranayama to adjust his state. Although Yunxiao is nothing to him, if he wants to win the first place, there will definitely be tough battles waiting for him in the following games. In fact, what he cared about the most was the kid in the wilderness he saw yesterday, and Yun Fan felt a palpitating breath from his body, but he couldn't detect it clearly. I'm afraid I'll have to see you on the field to figure it out...

End of the second session... End of the third session... Scene 4... Scene 5...

Soon, the game came to the eighth game!

It's also time for Yun Fan to appear.

As the handyman finished cleaning up the Douwu platform, the host of the newspaper also came to the stage, "The eighth game! Jiuyang Sword Valley Yunfan vs. Tianyouyuan Yunxiao!"

The deep voice floated in all directions with the announcer's Yuan Li, and Yun Fan slowly opened his eyes.

"Boy, it's your turn, don't embarrass us Jiuyang Sword Valley!"

Ye Jiutian cheered Yun Fan up, in fact, he also wanted to see what kind of strength this little apprentice who was snatched up by the Martial Sect and the World Chamber of Commerce would have. I think it's no worse than that thousand ways, hehe...

"Master, I'm on stage..."

Yun Fan saluted Xuan Dao and Ye Jiutian respectively, and then flew down and headed straight towards the Douwu Platform.

"Boss, do you think he can win? ”

Ye Jiutian glanced at Xuan Dao, but found that Xuan Dao seemed to be asleep, his eyes were slightly closed and he didn't look at the Douwu platform. Ye Jiutian's eyes suddenly widened, and he was about to grab Xuan Dao's white beard. But he didn't want his hand to come to him before he could reach him, and Xuan Dao's hand grabbed Ye Jiutian's wrist first.

Xuan Dao opened a trace of his eyes and glanced at Ye Jiutian, "Don't you have confidence in your disciples?" Do you still need to watch a duel at this level?"

For such a rhetorical question from Xuan Dao, Ye Jiutian didn't know how to answer. He simply lay on his back on his throne and looked at the martial arts arena by himself, no longer paying attention to Xuan Dao.

Xuan Dao only smiled slightly and closed his eyes again. It's just that Xuan Dao is really closing his eyes and recuperating? I'm afraid the answer is only known to him.

......

"Game on!"

Boom!

The battle bell rang again! Yun Fan and Yun Xiao were already standing on both sides of the fighting platform, and the two of them did not engage in any friendly activities such as shaking hands and saluting. As soon as the two took the stage, they were already cold-faced and-for-tat! Seeing this, the audience in the stands couldn't help but have their eyes lit up. It was-for-tat as soon as it came up, and this is the first time it has appeared today. Looks like there's going to be a good show!

"Anyway, which side is from Jiuyang Sword Valley? Why do I think Yunxiao's cultivation is a lot ahead of the other side. ”

The audience in the stands felt the breath of Yunxiao and Yunfan, and couldn't help but muttered to themselves. When they confirmed that Yun Fan was indeed a fourth-level cultivator of the flesh fetus, this soft muttering gradually evolved into a loud shout.

"What's wrong with Jiuyang Sword Valley this year, how did the genius disciples sent out only have the cultivation of the fourth layer of the flesh, isn't there a disciple who can take out his hand?"

"Silence! Take a closer look at who it is! Isn't that the little apprentice who followed the Seven Venerables yesterday? You really think that there will be no genius disciples in the Holy Land to fight. Remember not to underestimate every disciple in the Holy Land!"

After this voice came out, there were obviously fewer doubts in the stands, but there were still a few voices that sounded sporadically. Most of them looked at the martial arts arena with a wait-and-see attitude, and they wanted to see what was so special about the disciple that this Supreme had personally accepted.

On the martial platform, Yunxiao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard the voices coming from all directions, he looked at Yun Fan who was expressionless opposite, and mocked him very much: "Did you hear it?" I don't know what shit you stepped on and transported into the Holy Land, but I can only blame you for being unlucky, and I will let you know what the real strength gap is!"

"Oh? Yun Fan narrowed his eyes, "Yunxiao, where did you get such great confidence, could it be that it wasn't you who lost to me last time?" I see that your face is really thicker than the walls of this Shinto City, and I admire you very much." ”

The moment Yun Fan's words came out, Yunxiao's momentum changed suddenly.

Suddenly, a cold murderous aura that penetrated deep into the bone marrow burst out from Yunxiao's body, covering Yun Fan in front of him. Yun Fan's words reminded Yun Xiao of the original failure, it can be said that it was the shame of his life, and at the same time, it has also turned into a demon barrier in his heart, and he does not allow anyone to mention that failure again!

"Die!"

The jet-black Yuan Force was like a huge wave, tumbling and condensing in the sky.

Airplanes!

It's still that one big heavenly ghost hand! It's just that compared to before, Yuan Li has been condensed a lot.

The trick is still the original trick, but Yun Fan is still the original Yun Fan? The answer is no!

Yun Fan didn't give Yun Xiao the slightest chance, and the footwork of Wind and Thunder Disillusionment was used to enter the house at his feet. Before Yunxiao saw Yun Fan's figure, he felt that his Great Heaven Shadow Hand staring in the air seemed to have changed!

He subconsciously looked up, but after this look, he froze instantly...

In the sky, there was still the figure of the Great Heaven Shadow Hand, in the center of the scattered black Yuan Force light point, a touch of golden red light was extremely conspicuous, and it was coming towards him.

Seeing that the golden red was about to arrive in front of him, Yunxiao's heart instantly panicked.

He doesn't care what spiritual weapons he has, what tricks he has. In short, throw everything that can be used in front of you.

But none of these seemed to have any effect on Yun Fan, just a flash of light, and he didn't see any advanced supernatural powers or martial arts he used, and his figure had appeared in front of Yun Xiao.

"Huh. ”

The eagle's talons poked out, and Yun Fan slipped the clouds into the air like a chicken.

Yunxiao went straight to grab Yun Fan's hand in pain, but found that Yun Fan's hand could not be loosened for half a minute like a steel tong.

The bright sunshine set off Yun Fan more delicately, but in Yun Xiao's eyes, it was like a terrifying grimace.

"Yunxiao," the smile on Yun Fan's face grew stronger.

"Killing you is like killing a chicken's ear!"