Half an hour later. On the way to the Divine Sword Gate, Jian Yi suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted in a deep voice somewhere behind him.

"Your Excellency has already followed me all the way, I don't know what is going on?"

As Jian Yi finished speaking, a young and handsome boy with a bubble noodle hairstyle walked out, it was Yang Fan.

"You are?"

Jian Yi narrowed his eyes.

"I haven't seen my nephew for more than a month, so I won't recognize me so soon?"

Yang Fan's body turned and turned into the appearance of the Monkey King in Dragon Ball.

"Uncle Shi, how did you become like that?"

"Actually, it's not what I am now, what I really am is..."

Yang Fan changed again.

"Uncle Shi is Yang Fan? Indeed, Uncle Shi has the Ascending Immortal Pill, and a series of things that have happened since Uncle Shi came down the mountain are all related to the Ascending Immortal Pill. ”

Jian Yi's secretly tensed heart was only let go at this moment, and he originally thought that he was going to be attacked.

"Isn't there a Divine Sword Sect Ascending Immortal Pill Pill, why do you still want to participate in the crusade against the Divine Sword Sect?"

"Since the establishment of the Divine Sword Sect, it has been a mortal enemy of my Divine Sword Sect, and now that there is such a good opportunity, if you don't come to crusade, wouldn't it be strange?"

"I see. I actually planned this scene to get to where I am now. ”

Yang Fan was speechless and endless, and explained the cause and effect clearly.

Jian Yi was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Yang Fan to be so young and so deep in the city, just a little trick to play with several big forces in the palm of his hand.

"Is this really what you came up with?" Jian Yi still didn't believe it.

Yang Fan said with a smile, "I can't hide it, I also have a name, my name is Zhuge Liang, the word is Kong Ming, and the number is Wolong." ”

Let's say, Yang Fan transformed into a scholar with a length of eight feet, a face like a crown of jade, and a feather fan.

Holding a goose feather fan, there is also a Taiji figure inlaid on the handle of the goose feather fan, at first glance, in addition to the face, it really looks like Shu Han Zhuge Kongming.

"Uh..."

Jian Yi was speechless.

"Uncle Shi, there is one more thing. In less than a month and a half, it will reach the once-in-a-century power ranking. At that time, our Excalibur Gate will have to rush to the competition venue in advance. ”

"Where?"

"It is located in the secret space on the outskirts of the mountain in the east of Huoyuan City. Three competitions were held in that secret space, and the competition items were all different, but they all had strength restrictions, and the disciples under the sect were not allowed to exceed the refining period. It's just like this..."

"What, do you think that now that I'm in the fit period, I can't participate anymore?"

Jian Yi nodded.

"System, a disguise to exchange advanced points. ”

"It is recommended that the host buy the immortal product camouflage charm, and the immortals below cannot see through it. Wu Yan has two thousand points. ”

The cold voice of the system sounded.

"It's expensive. Exchange. ”

"The redemption was successful. ”

After Yang Fan used the Immortal Disguise Talisman, his cultivation in the merger stage suddenly dropped to the middle stage of refining the void.

"It's... Uncle Shi used some kind of secret aura magic weapon? It's just that this can hide from others?"

"Don't worry, the immortals can't see through it. Oh, no. ”

Afraid that Jian Yi wanted to hate a few photos, Yang Fan hurriedly explained.

"I'll go on my own when the time comes, so I'll go first. ”

A month and a half later.

Three hundred kilometers east of Huoyuan City, in a big mountain, a huge martial arts arena was built here, with more than a dozen rings in the middle, and there were two viewing platforms that could accommodate tens of thousands of people. A powerful enchantment was laid outside the arena, and it could not be broken without a few strong cultivators above the merge period.

The only entrance to this arena, which was protected by a sturdy formation, was in a few portals outside the barrier.

As far as the eye could see, except for a few portals that were relatively empty, the others were occupied by a long queue.

Those people are all small sects, or loose cultivators, except for the forces that want to participate in the competition, other monks who want to enter need to pay a hundred spirit stones for the entrance fee.

Swish!

Yang Fan landed in front of the portal. The day before the competition, Yang Fan was ready to go to the competition venue, sat in the teleportation array several times, and spent half a day to reach Huoyuan City, and it took a few minutes to fly here.

Looking at the long line, Yang Fan was a little stunned, and only after noticing that the people in line were not people who were not the forces of the competition, he understood. After looking at the portal where almost no one looks, the diameter walked there.

"Look, another guy who wants to take a shortcut. ”

"Hmph, I really don't know what to say. I bet the guards would definitely let him pass. ”

"Bet on what?"

"If he could get in, I'd eat the stone. ”

The middle-aged monk who spoke pointed to a one-meter-tall stone and shouted, trying to attract the attention of the others.

"Stop! This is a portal that can only be used by the big forces of the game, and no one has anything to do with it, go away. ”

A leading guard stopped and shouted.

"Look, I'll just say he can't get in. The middle-aged monk laughed.

Yang Fan glanced at the monk, his eyes flashed with a kaleidoscope, and the moon reading instantly launched against him.

In the next second, Yang Fan took out the core disciple token of the Divine Sword Sect and showed it to the guards. The middle-aged monk's face was pale, and he knelt down weakly, and with all his strength, he raised his finger to Yang Fan, and finally fell unconscious.

"Ah! The core disciple of the Divine Sword Sect !! your Excellency, please come in. ”

The leading guard almost collapsed in fright, regretting that he said to Yang Fan in that tone, his eyes were on the unconscious monk who had fallen to the ground, and his trembling heart almost stopped beating.

"It's terrible, just a glance can hit the monk of the Yuan Infant Stage hard, so if you do this to me..."

In the formation, on the viewing platform, it belonged to the resting place of the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, and the nine disciples of the Divine Sword Sect gathered together.

"It's almost starting, why hasn't that Monkey King come yet?"

The one who opened his mouth was a young man from Yushu Linfeng, named Long Yangjun, who was the senior brother of this group of inner disciples, who was less than three hundred years old and had the cultivation of the late stage of the infant transformation, which was also the material for the core disciples in other forces.

Originally, he was the tenth core disciple, but Yang Fan stepped in sideways, and the last place among the ten core disciples was occupied, and Long Yangjun was very unwilling. originally wanted to find Yang Fan to duel, but Yang Fan had been in retreat for three months since he joined the Divine Sword Sect. After that, he went down the mountain for another three months, and Long Yangjun had no chance at all.

He pursed his lips, he was very uninterested in Yang Fan, and even thought that he was dragging the Divine Sword Sect into it.

"Senior Brother is right. An inner disciple who worshiped Long Yangjun spoke, attracting everyone's praise.

"That's enough, Long Yang-kun. After all, he is a core disciple, and in terms of identity, he is higher than you, so he must not be rude. ”

A Tingting girl with a long sword in her hand said in a coquettish voice.

The girl with the sword is named Xing Yating, the daughter of the great elder Xun Jianfei, who is very talented, and with her own efforts, she has become one of the best geniuses among the inner disciples. Some inner disciples also like to call him Second Senior Sister.

"Hmph!" Long Yangjun snorted coldly and turned his head.

"Big brother, look, that person is here. ”

As everyone looked, Yang Fan, who was wearing the classic battle uniform of Monkey King in Dragon Ball, walked over.

"Senior brother has such a big face, and he actually made us wait for so long. ”

"You seem to have an opinion about me. ”

Yang Fan glanced at Long Yangjun lightly, without the slightest intention of putting him in his eyes.

"You !!"

Long Yangjun was furious, but fortunately, Xing Yating stopped him in time, so he didn't fight.

"Senior brother, please don't care, Long Yangjun is like this. ”

Xing Yating looked at Yang Fan curiously. As the daughter of the Great Elder, Xing Yating of course had some things that the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect couldn't know about later. For example, Yang Fan's strength was in the merger period, but he used some magic weapon to hide his strength. Also, Yang Fan is also an honorary elder, and he is also a closed disciple of the invincible ancestor sword.

All kinds of things show that Yang Fan's future is limitless.