Under the rich rewards, except for Yang Fan, everyone else was strongly stimulated, and they all looked at their opponents with hostile eyes, eager to knock the other party off the stage immediately, win the first place, and get the reward that the old man said.

The eight-person game is still a draw, and the winner is determined by a battle to determine the top four.

Yang Fan won the third number and met a young man in the ninefold realm of Fan Wu.

"Although you are lucky to lose the wind lightly, but in my hands you don't have such haode luck! Get out of here, there is still a way to live!"

The young man opposite Yang Fan looked proud, looking at Yang Fan with disdain, and his momentum was compelling.

"Is enough to say?" Yang Fan glanced at Cheng Wei on another stone platform lightly, and was relieved to see that he took the initiative to admit defeat and retreat.

"Damn! I talked to you, but you didn't even look at me! It's so arrogant......" The young man was furious when he saw that Yang Fan was actually facing him, showing an absent-hearted appearance.

"Get down!" Yang Fan didn't wait for him to finish, his body moved, like stepping into the air, and appeared in front of the young man in the blink of an eye, bombarding his lower abdomen with a palm.

The speed was as fast as a frightening wave, Liliang was as big as a giant dragon pumping, the young man only felt a flower in front of him, and then a majestic and amazing force surged into his lower abdomen, which spread throughout his body in an instant, and his slender body flew out like a feather blown up by a hurricane.

"Bang ......"

A loud bang of a heavy object hitting the ground exploded, shocking everyone in the audience.

"This ...... Yang Fan is so perverted!"

"One move, one move knocked the Nine Mortal Martial Realm, Yang Fan's strength is amazing!"

"I'm afraid he will be able to get at least the top three this time!"

The people in the audience turned their heads and ears, and they all looked at Yang Fan on the stage with burning eyes, at this moment, these people regarded him as an idol in their hearts.

"Feng Lao, this son is strong, he is a talent!"

On the elders' platform, a young steward whispered to an old man.

"Hmph, talent, wait for him to enter the outer door, let him know how powerful the old man is, Yang'er is specially arranged by me to go to the miscellaneous hall to practice, the old man wants to break this son into ten thousand pieces, so as to vent the hatred in his heart!" The old man looked gloomily at Yang Fan who walked off the stage, and his tone was full of hatred.

"I am willing to share this matter for Elder Feng. The young man smiled flatteringly, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"Well, don't move him for now, wait until he enters the outer door. Elder Feng turned his back to the young man, a hint of mockery flashing across his face......

Yang Fan entered the top four and won a lot of attention, and he walked off the stage indifferently and waited for the next game.

"Senior Brother Yang, you are still powerful, I don't dare to fight with them!" Cheng Wei's face was a little lonely, and he came to Yang Fan's side and said depressedly.

"Retreat in the face of difficulties, the choice of the wise! You did the right thing, if you can't beat it now, it doesn't mean that you won't be able to beat it in the future, one day, I will stand at the peak of the Qingyue Sect with you!" Yang Fan looked at Cheng Wei with a smile on his face, comforting him.

Cheng Wei was infected by Yang Fan's confidence, and couldn't help but nodded, with a look of determination in his eyes.

Yang Fan looked at the stage, the other four also decided the winner, Wang Gui drew the middle finger towards Yang Fanbi with an arrogant face, and the taste of the shirt was full.

Smiling coldly, Yang Fan glanced at Wang Gui contemptuously, and walked towards the elder platform, and when he passed by the place where the disciples in the armor department gathered, he glanced at Wang Nie in the crowd with a playful look, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The four people who divided the winners and losers drew lots again to determine the order of appearance, Yang Fan took out the number plate, his eyes couldn't help but light up, it was No. 1!

He was turning around with the number plate, and an arrogant voice came from the No. 1 platform, "Who got the No. 1 card?"

Yang Fan smiled, smiling very comfortably, the person who yelled on the stage was Wang Gui!

"Are you in such a hurry to find death?" Jumping on the high platform gently, Yang Fan looked at Wang Gui lightly, his eyes focused on his left arm.

"Haha, it's really you! You despicable subordinate, new hatred and old hatred, let's count it together!" Wang Gui saw that the opponent was Yang Fan, and couldn't help but daxiao, pointing at Yang Fan and gritting his teeth, "I want you to die today!"

Yang Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, looked at Wang Gui coldly, and waited for the order to be issued on the elder's platform.

"Game on!"

As soon as the elder on the stage spoke, Wang Gui suddenly exploded, his body trembled again and again, and the majestic qi burst out, leaking towards Yang Fan like a torrent.

Yang Fan's body didn't move, his eyes were fixed on Wang Gui's left arm, and he didn't care at all about the surging qi attacking.

The air on the entire stage fluctuated again and again, tumbling into violent waves, and the ripples in circles centered on Wang Gui were violently rippling towards Yang Fan.

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, Wang Gui's body bullied in front of Yang Fan, his left arm never moved, only used his right hand, waved a round of vitality condensed into a ring, and slashed towards Yang Fan's waist.

The ring carries boundless qi around it, the surrounding air fluctuates like flowing water, and on the entire stone platform, the strong wind is whistling, all of which are violent breaths, and everyone in the audience feels that there seems to be an ancient beast going crazy.

There were even some people with low cultivation in the audience, and in the face of Wang Gui's breath, their bodies trembled slightly, as if they were frightened.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the ring came into contact with Yang Fan, and in the eyes of everyone, Yang Fan did not have a trace of resistance, as if he was stupid, and let the menacing ring slash his waist.

Clang!

Yang Fan's body collided with the ring, and it actually made a metallic sound.

Steel bars, iron bones, copper skin!

A smile appeared at the corner of Yang Fan's mouth, and his right hand grabbed suddenly, holding the ring firmly in the palm of his hand.

Wang Gui's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly tried to withdraw the ring, but no matter how he gritted his teeth, Yang Fan didn't move, and the ring seemed to become a part of his palm.

Wave......

A sound of gas shattering sounded, and the ring was suddenly lightly pinched by Yang Fan's palm, and it shattered violently, turning into the most primitive vitality and dissipating in the air.

"It's my turn!"

"Fist shocking!"

Yang Fan's arms moved, and the eighteen fist shadows suddenly erupted, and with each punch, a violent qi rippled all around, and under one movement, the energy flew up, like boiling water, and exploded around Wang Gui's body.

Boom! Boom!

The whirring wind roared with the shadow of the fist, and each punch made an explosion sound in the air, and everyone in the audience couldn't help but cover their ears, and their faces turned pale.

Yang Fan aimed at Wang Gui, and his fist smashed out like a storm, and all the punches smashed down towards Wang Gui's left arm.

Wang Gui's left arm was crossed in front of him, blocking Yang Fan's fist, and every time he struck, there would be a sound of steel resonating.

"Oh my God, this liliang can almost shatter a mountain, how much vitality does he have in his body?"

"No way, he's not human, otherwise how could a human being have an infinite amount of vitality for him to bombard so wildly?"

"Look at this strong wind fist shadow, it should be a ground-level **, even if it is a strong person at the peak of the Martial Realm, it is impossible for the vitality in the body to support such a violent explosion. ”

Everyone was talking, watching Yang Fan's hammer-like fist smash into Wang Gui's body like raindrops, his heart was sudden, and his eyes were full of horror and shock.

Wang Gui was hit by Yang Fan again and again, and his body involuntarily retreated step by step, and he was about to retreat to the side of the stage, when suddenly, a ruthless color burst out in his eyes.

"Bear Arm!"

He suddenly erupted, and all the vitality suddenly poured into his left arm, which instantly swelled up and turned into a bear arm covered with black fluff and muscles bulging like hills.

The palm of the hand underwent a terrifying change, the thick bear claws, the bear paws, formed in the blink of an eye, and the surging vitality suddenly changed, turning into a higher-level existence - aura!

Between heaven and earth, the endless vitality was absorbed by him in an instant, and the space vibrated violently, and the spatial ripples were like the sea surface blown by the wind, and there were layers of terrifying fluctuations.

Swish!

Wang Gui slammed the bear arm, and the endless breath carried bursts of earth-destroying wind, scattering Yang Fan's fist shadow in an instant.

Yang Fan felt a huge brute force crashing into his body like a mountain, and his body kicked and kicked...... Dozens of steps back, the qi and blood in his body rolled, and the strong impact made him unstable on his feet at all, let alone use his fists to attack continuously.