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"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" ...

a series of bright and dazzling golden lights burst out from the small challenge arena of that side, and finally on each side of the challenge arena, two huge golden numbers flash, dazzling and incomparable!!!

At the next moment......

elder ye said in a loud voice, "everyone will go to the arena according to their own nameplates...." The first three rounds of the eighth academy martial arts competition are all elimination competitions. All the participants are proud of themselves and fight together. Only when the top 30 teams are determined can they not fight in the arena at the same time, but in groups of two and one. After all, all of them can enter the top 30. All of them are the top demons of the young generation in each major branch, and each round can be called a splendid one!!!

Between breathing.

"Boom "Boom "Boom ...

two hundred and forty entries of Tianjiao have turned into streamers. According to the numbers displayed on the challenge arena, they are on the major arena!!!

On the No.36 arena.

Yang Fan and a young man separated by a hundred feet, distant opposition!!!

The young man looks like twenty-eight or eight years old, with sword eyebrows and stars and temperament like a demon. He is rebellious. He is dressed in purple and gold clothes, and is covered with a silver white Cape. On his waist is a strange animal belt with a width of three inches, which is inlaid with various gems. It is of indescribable dignity!!!

In the square stands.

Many martial artists focus on the No. 36 arena. As the weakest contestant in history, Yang Fan is still very attractive!!!

"The boy in Beihuang's other courtyard was lucky, and he met Zhao wumie from the holy devil's other courtyard!"

"It's really good luck. At least, with the relationship between master Mo Wuxie and Dongfang Sheng, the boy's life is still guaranteed!"

"If you encounter those big killers, or the people from Shengyang's other courtyard, even if you don't die, you have to be disabled!!! &

......

on the Northeast VIP seat.

Master Mo Wuxie and Dongfang Sheng sit together.

"Brother Dongfang, I'm sorry, nephew. It seems that he's going to stop here!" Looking at the two people on the No.36 challenge arena, Mo Wuxie smiles apologetically at Dongfang Sheng, "but my nephew, he is still young. With his talent, the next session of the eighth Academy of martial arts will surely have one with a good result, and even become one of the top ten

Of course, the last word is purely to comfort Dongfang. Yang Fan's talent is not bad, but compared with the real evil spirits, there is still a long way to go. After 500 years, the top 30 is still easy to say, but it is still extremely slim to want to sprint to the top 10.

But at this moment....

Dongfang Sheng said with a mysterious smile, "old friend, maybe I should say I'm sorry, but I don't necessarily..."

"what? Brother Dongfang, what do you mean by this? Do you think that the wise nephew can...... how can this be possible! " Mo Wuxie widened his eyes and joked about the universe. How could Yang Fan be Zhao wumie's opponent? We should know that Zhao wumie was able to rank in the top 10 among the 30 Tianjiao in the holy and devil's courtyard. However, he was quite sure that he could impact on the top 30. His real combat power was not much weaker than some of the top quasi emperors, even if he was his baby The disciple of heaven demon female side clear snow in the next king's realm, also can't be this Zhao wumie's opponent, let alone a Yang Fan!!!

"Ha ha......

Dongfang Sheng chuckled and didn't explain anything. Facts speak louder than eloquence. Soon he, an old fellow, will know who is right and who is wrong.

On the No.36 challenge arena.

Yang Fan's whole body is ancient and unshakable. He doesn't see the momentum that a martial artist should have. He's just like a rich gentleman who doesn't know what martial arts are like!!!

However, Zhao wumie is full of momentum. Vaguely, there seems to be a transparent devil who roars up to the sky behind him. Like a magic dragon, he bursts out of his body and destroys the whole arena, corroding the ground by inch!!!

"I didn't expect that it would be this kid. I have to say that my luck is quite good. It seems that a thousand inferior spirit crystals are already in my pocket. Moreover, this war can't consume any real yuan of me. It's very beneficial for the next bitter battle!" Looking at the young figure in front of him, Zhao wumie couldn't help but smile. Among the 240 contestants, who is the most powerful? Some people think it's the ultimate evil spirit of the Jiyang other courtyard. Some people think it's Sima XingKong, the son of the stars. Some even think that the devil Fang Qingxue is the weakest There is a second kind of voice, that is, the little devil in the lower King's realm. In this war, he is sure to win, and still effortlessly!!!The next moment....

Zhao wumie looked down at Yang Fan from a commanding position, and said haughtily, "kid, you can't be my opponent. You can't fight against me, so you won't suffer from the pain of skin and flesh!" It seems that his greatest gift is that he can give Yang Fan an opportunity to admit defeat.

"Let me give up? Is it up to you? " Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and made a sneer.

"Kid, you can't toast without eating or drinking. You have no chance of winning this war!" Zhao wumie frowned, and his anger flashed in his eyes. He just let him off and gave him a chance to admit defeat. He didn't appreciate it. Did you really think he didn't dare to hurt him?

Talking.

"Roaring......"

the whole body of the demon Qi riots, rolling like a tide, rampant everywhere, making the whole arena, seems to be a world of evil Qi, dark and dark!!!

Yang Fan, a hundred Zhang away, is like a boat in the rough sea. It is in danger of subversion at any time!!!

"Blind ink what, what means to use it, you have only one chance to shoot it!" There is a trace of impatience in Yang Fan's voice. That is to say, for the sake of being a disciple of the holy devil's other courtyard, Yang Fan would not have talked to him so much. He would have knocked him over with a slap. What's the matter? He's just the emperor to be, and dare to chirp in front of himself. I don't know what it means!!!

But when this was heard in the ears of all, it was completely changed.

"Sleeping trough! Did I hear you right! How dare this boy talk to Zhao wumie like that? "

"The strength is not very good, but his tone is crazy. People who don't know think he is the next emperor!"

...

at this moment, even Mo Wuxie frowned slightly and said, "brother Dongfang, for the disciples of our family, sometimes we should strictly control what we should manage...." People are valued in self-knowledge, clearly do not have that strength, but also strong support "pretend B", such a person, the most disgusting, and so ungrateful, unknown situation, will only harm others and their own, implicate his old friends!!!

and Zhao wumie, as the party concerned, was even more angry. One Buddha was born and two Buddhas were ascended to heaven. The cold killing was intended to twinkle in his eyes, "what a fool you don't know how to live or die, you will pay for your words!!"

the next moment......

"die! God's hand!!! Drop from the clouds, ",

, "boom..."

's thirty-six big battle is simultaneous interpreting the dark, a magic spirit with dozens of acres of land, descending from the sky, like a legendary devil's hand, and then slashing it to Yang Fan!!!

...

"what a Zhao wumie! This move is far from the perfect state. I'm afraid it's only a line away. It's almost comparable to the top emperor to be with all his strength, and the little devil is finished!"

......

it's too late to say that!!!

"Is that your strongest strength? Well, that's the end of the boring game Yang Fan some languid ha breath, the right hand moves, lightly flutters out a palm.

Yang Fan didn't use any secret martial arts, that is, the power of flesh shell. He didn't use much of it. But at this time, how terrible he was. Three months ago, his five element demon fighting body had been really completed, and the power of flesh shell was nearly the power of ten laws. Three months later, after swallowing a large number of top five element spirits, Yang Fan's five element demon fighting body had not crossed The power of pure flesh shell is close to the power of a hundred laws, which is comparable to the power of the king at the top. Even if it is only a small part of the power, the power contained in it is far beyond the power of hundreds of millions of trillion real pills, which is comparable to the top quasi emperor's unique strike.

No breath.

Yang Fan smashed that from the sky covered the sky magic hand, a palm print on Zhao wumie's body.

"Pa

Zhao wumie's whole body was thrown out tens of feet high. His body rolled in the air, spitting blood, and burst out a howl of heartrending.

"Bang

Zhao wumie heavily hit the ground, broken body irregular convulsion several times, life and death do not know!!!

Second kill!!!

the author xiaoyaohuan said: hemorrhoids really want human life, pain!!!

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