"So, the fourth game begins. ”

Elder Fan gave an order, and the two of them gestured one after another.

"Huh!" Tian Chaoyang instantly came to the top of Yang Fan's head, and kicked his right foot towards his head, which was very fast and carried a trace of strong wind.

"Smack!" Yang Fan didn't lose the wind at all, blocked with both hands, grabbed Tian Chaoyang's ankle, and slammed him towards the ground with one hand.

Tian Chaoyang was taken aback, and when he was about to hit the ground, he hurriedly supported the ground with both hands, but was soon kicked away by Yang Fan, and his body kept vomiting blood while it was still in mid-air.

"How is it possible? Even the elder brother is no match for him. ”

"Shameless man, he actually laid such a heavy hand. ”

"I didn't expect him to be so strong, almost all-round. What should I do? I can't afford to lose!"

Tian Chaoyang rubbed his kicked abdomen, his stomach was overturned, if he had eaten a meal recently, he would definitely be beaten and vomited.

"There it is!"

Tian Chaoyang secretly stuffed a pill into his mouth and held it, wanting to slowly absorb the medicinal power, and then quickly killed Yang Fan.

"Bang!" the two fists collided, creating a violent strong wind that spread around the ring as the center.

This time it was still Tian Chaoyang who fell into the disadvantage, on the contrary, Yang Fan did not retreat half a point at all.

One is a strong man whose strength is comparable to that of the early stage of the tribulation, and the other is just a proud son of the sky who does not have much experience and strength in the rivers and lakes, but only has a complete infant transformation.

Tian Chaoyang's right hand trembled, and he was not called. If it weren't for Yang Fan collecting most of his strength at the critical moment, I'm afraid his entire hand would have been abolished. Comminuted fracture of the hand bone, broken arm meridians, and the strength must be greatly reduced.

As the saying goes, leave a line in doing things, and see each other well in the future, Tian Chaoyang and Yang Fan are only meeting for the first time, and they don't have any deep hatred, plus there are heads and elders watching next to them.

"That's it. ”

A majestic voice came from the viewing platform.

"Master, I can fight again, I haven't lost yet!"

Tian Chaoyang was very unwilling, the medicinal power of that pill had not yet been exerted, but he was ruthlessly rejected by the Great Elder.

"There's no need to compare anymore, you're not Sun Wukong's opponent. ”

"But..."

"This is the end of the competition, let's all disperse. ”

The Great Elder stood up and shouted.

It's just that these inner disciples not only did not disperse, but instead moved closer to the ring, talking about the fight just now.

"Sun Wukong, come with us. ”

The old master sword thirteen ways.

"Oh. ”

Follow the high-rise to the main hall, the main hall is splendid, and when you enter the door, you can see a statue in front of the wall inside, which is exactly the same as the one on the top of the mountain, which is the ancestor of the Divine Sword Gate - Sword Invincible. Whether it is momentum or action, every moment exudes the majesty of the king.

After waiting for half an hour, all the things for the apprentice were ready, a cup of tea, a blood oath...

"Unfilial disciple Jian Thirteen visits the master. Today, I received a disciple with extremely high talent, but the disciple is stupid and cannot pass on all the inheritance of your master. Therefore, the unfilial disciple is good at advocating accepting apprentices on behalf of the teacher, and I hope that the master agrees. ”

"Sun Wukong, come on. Jian Thirteen poured the tea and gestured.

Yang Fan picked up the teacup, walked to the Taishi chair in front of the statue, bent down and gently placed the tea on the table, and came to the yellow futon next to him.

He knelt down on his knees and knocked his head three times before he spoke.

"Disciple Sun Wukong, today I worship under the master's door, I swear by the heart of the Tao. I, Sun Wukong, was born a person from the Divine Sword Gate, and died as a ghost of the Divine Sword Gate. If there is betrayal, there will be five thunderstorms in the sky, and the soul will be extinguished, and it will not be good to die. The disciples must do their best to strengthen the Divine Sword Sect. ”

At this moment, Yang Men understood that a person's power was limited. At this time, he really regarded the Divine Sword Gate as his home, instead of treating the Divine Sword Gate as a treasure trove like before, he could come and leave whenever he wanted.

"Buzz!"

A golden ray fell from the sky and flew towards Yang Fan.

The golden mang's seal disappeared into Yang Fan's body. This golden mang is really the recognition of the content of Yang Fan's oath just now, if Yang Fan violates what he just said in the future, then the result is just like what he said, the soul is silent, and he will not die well.

In the cultivation realm, this kind of oath to the Heavenly Dao is the most reliable, and anyone who violates the content of the oath will be counterattacked, unless that person's strength Heavenly Dao cannot suppress it, that is, it is beyond the control of the Heavenly Dao.

At the end of the apprenticeship ceremony, these high-level leaders congratulated one after another.

"My nephew and nephew are my uncle. "The head of the Divine Sword Sect, Jian Yi, bowed his hand to Yang Fan.

"See Uncle Shizu. The ten elders of the inner gate made a move. These ten people are the apprentices of Sword Intent, and they should indeed be called Yang Fan in terms of seniority.

Yang Fan touched his nose and couldn't laugh or cry. A group of thousands of years old men call me Uncle Ancestor, and there are many elders with a higher realm than me, if this is spread out, will it be embarrassing?

"Senior brother, before I joined the Divine Sword Sect, I heard that the Divine Sword Sect and the Divine Sword Sect did not deal with each other, what is going on?"

Yang Fan looked at Jian Thirteen and asked.

"Hey!" Jian Thirteen sighed and sat down on a chair not far away, showing his helplessness.

"In fact, the Divine Sword Gate was originally a sword pavilion in the Divine Sword Gate, and now there are Dan Pavilion, Formation Pavilion, Instrument Pavilion, etc. ”

Raising the teacup, Sword Thirteen took a sip.

"It happened more than 700 years ago. At that time, the overlord who was still the master of the Sword Pavilion suddenly rebelled, to be precise, he rebelled with the entire Sword Pavilion and broke away from the Divine Sword Gate, so he created the Divine Sword Gate outside, and since then he has been working against the Divine Sword Gate. ”

"Why did he rebel?"

"This is going to start with the ascension of the master. A thousand years ago, Shizun broke through the Mahayana period and was about to ascend, and the mortal realm could not stay for long, so he summoned all the high-ranking officials and disciples of the Divine Sword Sect and suddenly announced that I was the second leader. At that time, Ba Dao was stronger than me in terms of strength and influence in the sect, and he was very dissatisfied with Shizun's decision, but he was forced to have no choice but to approve of me except for him and the people in his Sword Pavilion. This also bought the foundation for his later defection. ”

"If he chose to defect, why didn't he be killed?"

"Uncle Shi didn't know, at that time, the overlord was not only the master of the Sword Pavilion Pavilion, but also an elder, in the sect, holding the elder token, the Sect Protector Array could not trap him, and our elders added up to a tie. The most important thing is that he has a half-immortal treasure knife. Although there is also a half-immortal weapon in the sect, it is only a defensive one, and it cannot kill him, so he can only let him leave with the people of the Sword Pavilion. ”

The head of the sword said helplessly.

"Don't worry, when I become an immortal, it will be his death. ”

Yang Fan waved his hand, not taking the sword in his eyes at all. "Speaking of ascending immortals, the master nephew, I still need to trouble you to inform the people below to find these medicinal materials. ”

Yang Fan took out a piece of paper and handed it to Jian Yi.

Jian Yi took a look, his eyes narrowed, his brows furrowed tightly, and then he was startled, but after thinking a little, his surprised expression disappeared, and he asked with some uncertainty: "Uncle Shi, could this be..."

Yang Fan nodded and remained silent.

"Hiss!!" Jian Yi gasped, his eyes widened and carefully examined every word on the paper, as if he was afraid that the words on it would suddenly disappear.

"What's wrong?" Sword Thirteen was a little curious, and craned his neck to look.

"How is it possible!" Jian Thirteen's heart trembled, his face was full of expression, who did you lie, but when he saw the expression on Yang Fan's face who lied to you, Jian Thirteen showed a heavy expression.

When the others saw Jian Thirteen's expression, they stepped forward to watch, but they were at a loss, and they didn't know the origin of the Danfang on the paper.

"Senior brother, where did you get this Ascending Immortal Pill Formula? Do you know how much trouble it will cause if it is passed on?"

"I got it by chance in a secret place. But that's not the point. Senior brother, I want to refine the Ascending Elixir, although I can't use it now, but with my talent, I believe that in less than twenty years, I will definitely be able to ascend. ”

When everyone heard this, they looked Yang Fan up and down, thinking that Yang Fan was now at most twenty or thirty years old, and if twenty years passed, wouldn't he be able to become an immortal at the age of fifty? Thinking of this, everyone looked at Yang Fan with strange faces, thinking that he was joking. Joke, a fifty-year-old immortal, how perverted this talent is, if someone else is fifty years old, he may not even reach Jindan.

"Senior brother, you said that you also want to refine the Ascending Immortal Pill, so do you know how many grades of alchemists are needed to refine the Ascending Immortal Pill?"

"At least eight pins are needed. Yang Fan smiled slightly, wondering if he wanted to pretend to be a wave.