Chapter 489: Ability

The speed was too fast, Wang Yanfei was caught off guard and was slashed.

Wang Yanfei was hit by a thunderbolt, holding his breath, clenching his teeth, his face turned red.

The surrounding people also followed the discussion.

"Zhao Yan has not participated in the battle for the Demon's Grudge, how can he be ranked first, is it really the Devil's Grudge Meritorious List that has a problem?"

"It's really a little weird, isn't there really something wrong with this merit list?"

The young immortal cultivator didn't know why, even the rulers of the nine major forces of the Flood Desolation were also full of doubts, and they couldn't think of a reason.

They had seen the beginning of several battles for feuds, but they had never been in such a strange situation.

The patriarch of the Dragon Dart Bureau had a gloomy face, and after being silent for a while, he said categorically: "It is estimated that the ranking is wrong, and the list of demons and grievances is not a complete list after all. ”

Several other forces did not answer, they knew very well in their hearts that the list of demons and grudges would never go wrong, and the words of the patriarch of the Dragon Turning Dart Bureau were just to find a step down the Dragon Turning Dart Bureau.

"Haha, the Demon Grudge Meritorious List has never been missed before, why did it go wrong this time? Wang Ming, don't be stubborn, the second is the second, after all, it is also the top few!"

The patriarch of the Dragon Turning Dart Bureau's face sank, and he gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart.

"Wang Ming, what you said is too funny, if the Demon Grudge Merit List is wrong, why hasn't the order of the other immortal cultivators' rankings changed, and the rankings haven't been confused in the slightest?"

The patriarch of the Dragon Turning Dart Bureau snorted coldly: "Then you guys, what is the reason for this now, the ranking of the Demon Grudge Merit List is completely based on the number of monsters killed, different levels of monsters, the points are also different, and the rankings are naturally different, this Zhao Yan has never participated in the Demon Grudge Battle, how can he be ranked first?"

"Then who do you ask. ”

Zhao Yan was shocked, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly remembered an incident three years ago.

Zhao Yan originally felt that he wanted to touch the real reason, but he couldn't catch it, it seemed that there was a layer of fog in front of him, and a sentence from the patriarch of the Dragon Dart Bureau suddenly reminded him.

I see, it shouldn't be wrong.

Zhao Yan's heart was clear.

If the list of demons and grievances is ranked according to the number of monsters killed, then Zhao Yan is indeed very likely to be at the top of the list.

Don't forget that three years ago, Zhao Yan killed a sealed monster in the Mangshan Trial Land, and was later hunted down into a monster station, which was a lot of stupid monsters at that time.

If it is calculated according to the calculation of the Devil's Grudge Meritorious List, it is not impossible for Zhao Yan to rank first.

Thinking about this section, Zhao Yan couldn't help but have a mysterious sense of fate.

If you plant the 'cause', you will surely reap the 'fruit', and the process in between is fate!

At this moment, Zhao Yan fell into a wonderful state, his eyes were confused, empty and godless, as if he had faintly touched an indescribable Dao Zhizhi.

Zhao Yan didn't have any abnormalities on the surface, but for some reason, many immortal cultivators felt a huge and vast power in his body.

"It's ...... The breath of Dao Yun!"

"How is it possible! Zhao Yan has just stepped into the potential realm, how can he have the aura of the Dao realm?"

The rulers of the major forces looked at Zhao Yan, their eyes flashed with horror, and they let out a low voice.

At this moment, in the eyes of some of Zhao Yan's powers, it has become a threat with unlimited potential, and it will be quickly removed!

Zhao Yan suddenly shook his whole body, and he got out of that wonderful and indescribable state, and he couldn't help but feel like he was in another world.

Zhao Yan sighed secretly, with his current cultivation, it was really difficult to comprehend the essence of it, but it was also a lucky thing for others to be able to get a glimpse of it.

Wang Yanfei woke up leisurely with the help of his clansmen, remembering what had just happened, and was afraid for a while.

Looking at the list of demonic grievances, Wang Yanfei's eyes flashed with a touch of resentment, and he was unwilling, and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Yan, you must have done something!"

Zhao Yan chuckled lightly and said leisurely: "If I have this ability, I want to remove you directly from the list of demons and grudges, so as not to be an eyesore." ”

"You ......", Wang Yanfei was speechless for a while.

The patriarch of the Dragon Turning Dart Bureau suddenly remembered something, and he was full of excitement, and hurriedly said loudly: "What are you waiting for, quickly enter the battle for the demon grudge in Yuqiong Mountain!"

"Wait!"

Zhao Yan looked at Wang Yanfei with a smile, and said neatly: "Now you are not the first person on the Demon Grudge Meritorious List, according to the rules, when you come to the battle for Demonic Grievances in Yuqiong Mountain, should I be the one who leads the team of immortal cultivators, huh?"

Wang Yanfei's face changed, and he said categorically: "This is impossible!"

Zhao Yan sneered: "Also, Wang Yanfei, you, this time you have to listen to my orders!"

Zhao Yan's words were to return all what Wang Yanfei said before, which made the latter quite embarrassed.

Wang Yanfei laughed dryly a few times and said loudly: "Don't dream, why are you!"

"Why? Of course, it's by virtue of the ranking of the Devil's Grudge Merit List! Why, before your patriarch said awe-inspiring that this is a rule that cannot be changed, but this time he will rebel? Doesn't it hurt to pick up Wang Daoyou and smash his own feet?", Zhao Yan said sharply, directly targeting the patriarch of the Dragon Turning Dart Bureau.

The patriarch of the Dragon Turning Dart Bureau's face turned blue and white for a while, and he could only snort lightly: "You haven't participated in the battle for grudges, there is indeed a problem with this ranking!"

Zhao Yan let out a long laugh and said, "If you haven't participated in the battle for demonity, you can't kill monsters?"

The patriarch of the Dragon Turning Dart Bureau sneered: "Nonsense, the monsters on the continent are sealed in various forbidden areas, and you don't even have a derivation and cultivation, how can you go to the various sealed places to kill the monsters?"

"That's good!", Wang Yanfei sneered, "You can't come out alive when you enter the Sealed Land!

Zhao Yan shook his head, looked at Wang Yanfei calmly, and said lightly: "Don't take yourself too seriously, what you can't do doesn't mean that others can't do it!"

Zhao Yan's words can be said to be extremely arrogant, before the change, everyone must have thought that they had heard a big joke, but at this moment, this sentence was heard in the ears of many immortal cultivators, but there was a sense of naturalness.

This kind of transformation happens subtly, and no one may be aware of it, but it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

After the Battle of the Sword Casting Hall, Zhao Yan became famous, but most immortal cultivators were skeptical, because there were not many immortal cultivators seen in that battle, and they were all just hearsay.

But immediately after the battle outside the city, Zhao Yan killed a number of great immortal cultivators, so as to establish his prestige.

The battle for the qualification of Yuqiong Mountain has completed a feat that everyone thinks cannot be done, and with the power of one person, he has solved the top descendants of the two thousand dragon turning dart games.

Everywhere Yuqiong Mountain went, all the immortal cultivators avoided it one after another, and even the immortal cultivators of the Hundred Battles Sect made compromises.