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But there was still a long time before that start day, and that time was enough for him to prepare something.

After discussing this matter, Yue Fan had a chat with a few people in the house, and the lady wanted to say where Yue Fan came from several times, but Yue Fan skillfully diverted the topic, and after several fruitless times, she gave up.

After a while, a few people in the room had nothing to talk about, and then the middle-aged man who was a seventh-order immortal disciple suddenly said: Yue Daoyou is still a few days away from the Spirit Dao Sect recruiting disciples, why don't we have a discussion? Yue Daoyou, don't get me wrong, just simply discuss, Shan Mou has no malicious intentions.

Yue Fan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the middle-aged man of the seventh order of the immortal disciple, at this moment, when the other party's eyes looked at Yue Fan, there was no undisguised battle intent, but as he said, there was no malice in his eyes, and it seemed that as he said, he just wanted to have a discussion.

However, Yue Fan was stunned, and then agreed, this kind of competition is just a competitive nature, for him who is a little lacking in combat experience at the moment, there is no disadvantage, and with the cultivation of the seventh order of this single Dao friend immortal disciple, it can also be seen that the level of most of the monks who came to participate in the selection of disciples of the Spirit Dao Sect, after all, most of the monks who came were around the seventh order of the immortal disciples.

Moreover, Yue Fan's cultivation at this moment has also continued to recover with the injuries in his body, and at this moment he is already at the level of about the seventh order of the immortal disciple, so that almost the same cultivation can also test a lot of the methods he has learned in the forbidden mountain during this time.

Otherwise, if his injuries were completely recovered at this moment, with his Immortal Disciple Twelfth Order Peak, he could break through the Immortal Disciple Stage at any time and enter the cultivation of the Immortal Disciple Stage, I am afraid that the battle would be over in a while.

So at this moment, he agreed without hesitation.

And hearing that Yue Fan agreed so simply, the man with a single surname was also happy on his face.

If the two immortal elders want to have a discussion, a martial arts arena not far from the concubine body here is big enough, and the concubine body can receive a single offering to worship and Yue Gongzi in the past, it just so happens that Xiao'er is also a newcomer to the immortal cultivation world, and wants to take a look, the beautiful woman heard the conversation between Yue Fan and the man surnamed Shan on the side, her face showed a trace of curiosity, glanced at the young man who also showed this look on the side, covered her mouth and smiled.

Then trouble Madame. Yue Fan smiled slightly.

After a while, several people, led by the beautiful woman, came to a huge venue completely paved with bluestone slabs.

And from the weapon rack on it, which did not have the slightest dust attached to it, it could be seen that this was obviously a place that the Heavenly Road Chamber of Commerce often used on weekdays.

After the two of them stood still on the martial arts arena, Yue Fan looked at the monk surnamed Shan opposite and said with a smile.

Then you're welcome, the man surnamed Shan heard Yue Fan's words, his eyes revealed a touch of caution, looking at Yue Fan who was light and cloudy opposite, the spiritual power on his body surged, and then, the long sword that had been carrying behind him, after letting out a clear sword sound, like a streamer, stabbed straight in the direction where Yue Fan was standing.

At the same time, as soon as he slapped the storage bag, a bone shield made of unknown demon beast bones emitting black light flew out of it, slowly rotating in front of him, and it looked very extraordinary at first glance.

Yue Fan saw that the long sword that the man surnamed Shan had been carrying behind him flew straight towards this side at this moment, with a burst of sonic booms, his eyes narrowed, and he could see at a glance from the aura fluctuations on the long sword at this moment that the spiritual weapon of the monk surnamed Shan was obviously the kind of top-grade spiritual weapon, I am afraid that the low-level spiritual weapon would be directly cut off by this long sword as soon as it was touched, and the spiritual weapons on his body at this moment were only the two lower-level spiritual weapons that he got when he saved the yew girl in Ling'an City.

But Yue Fan didn't move at all on his face, knowing that the two flying swords he had snatched couldn't fight against him, but he still slapped the storage bag, and immediately flew out two flying swords to meet him.

Click!

Suddenly, two crisp sounds came, Yue Fan's two flying swords were directly cut off, but Yue Fan did not have any different colors, everything that happened at this time was within his expectations, seeing that although the flying sword of the monk surnamed Shan cut off his two flying swords, its speed had an obvious lag, taking advantage of this short lag, Yue Fan took out a piece of talisman paper that he had bought when he was in the inn at this moment, and drew out the afterimage of the Dao with both hands, and then slapped it on himself, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in place.

The whole series of movements was done in one go, and Yue Fan's movements at the moment seemed to have been practiced hundreds or thousands of times, and it only took Yue Fan less than a second.

The man with a single surname was obviously stunned when he saw this scene, and then a flower appeared in front of him, and a figure appeared in front of him, the monk with a single surname was shocked, but before he could make any measures, he heard a cold and piercing cold snort in his ears, and then there was a pain like a pinprick in his mind, and the jet-black bone shield that was slowly surrounding him was suddenly stunned.

Immediately after that, two loud bangs came, and when the monk surnamed Singa eased up from the cold and piercing cold snort, he found that the bone shield in front of him was being knocked to the ground by Yue Fan with two strokes of his hand, and at this moment, he was standing in front of Yue Fan without any defense, looking at the young man in green shirt with his hands on his chest and looking at him with a smile.

Single-minded friends, in the next concession.

The monk with a single surname still couldn't hide his horror on his face at the moment, how could he not see that he was not the enemy of the young man in green shirt in front of him, and a storm suddenly surged in his heart, because in his induction, the cultivation of this monk in front of him was obviously the same as him, and he was also in the immortal stage.

But now, he no longer stupidly thinks that he is at the same level as the young man in green shirt who doesn't look very old in front of him, because no matter how he didn't believe it before, the current facts have helped him believe this.

In fact, when he challenged Yue Fan before, although there was no malice in his heart, he still had the intention of competing for superiority, because in the world of cultivating immortals, strength is respected, no matter where he goes, this is an eternal theorem, and Yue Fan looks so young, although he is at the same level as his cultivation, but the monk with a single surname obviously still has a mind in his heart that he is stronger than Yue Fan, because the cultivation time is obviously an important factor in determining the level of cultivation.

At the moment, he tried to adjust his face, hugged his fists and said with a reluctant smile: Yue Daoyou is strong, and he is willing to bow down.

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