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Time flies, three months later.

Yang Fan's long-awaited promotion ceremony has finally arrived.

The Lord of the imperial city and the holy city has sent his own gifts. None of the gifts is simple. He has lived for hundreds of thousands of years. How can such a little worldly wisdom be unknown? If you send it well, maybe Yang Fan will not remember himself, but if you send it badly, Yang Fan will surely not forget himself.

This is human nature, just like the officials in the earthly world, who gave what gifts on New Year's day? He didn't know, but those who didn't give gifts were definitely clean.

Yang Fan is a rare monster in Lingwu holy palace. Even if he can't make friends with him, he can't let him hate him. Otherwise, he won't have any good from them.

After the leaders of the imperial city and the holy city, it was the turn of thousands of young masters of Lingwu holy palace to offer gifts, followed by more than 100 young masters.

At first, there was nothing wrong with it, but when it came to Liu Shenfeng, the little leader of Shenfeng, it was a surprise.

Little master battle post, this sacred wind little Lord Liu Shenfeng actually sent a little master battle post.

This... This is completely the provocation of red fruit, Yang Fan. It's not too much to say that Yang Fan has never died.

In particular, it should be said that the little master's battle post is the challenge post of various little masters.

the Lingwu holy palace can be divided into ordinary little masters and top ten little masters. During this period, the welfare treatment is totally one in the sky and one in the ground. If every ordinary young master doesn't agree with one of the top ten little masters, he can send his little master's battle post and challenge him. As long as he can win, he can replace him. Of course Challenges also have various limitations. First of all, it is not unlimited. Every ordinary young owner has one and only one chance. Once he is defeated, he will pay a heavy price. If he is not careful, he will die. Even if he is lucky to keep his life, his power and his life will be owned by the winner and become the slave of the winner and will be driven by him forever.

"Presumptuous

"Shenfeng child, you are shameless."

"Your Highness, don't promise him."

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in the hall, Yang Fan's supporters such as Zhenyang Dasheng were instantly angry, and their cold eyes swept at Liu Shenfeng. If the occasion was not right, they would teach this shameless person a good lesson.

Seeing this, the holy master of Lingwu on the throne frowned and looked at Liu Shenfeng in anger. Liu Shenfeng was totally mischievous. Ordinary young masters are qualified to issue little master battle cards and challenge the qualification of the top ten young masters. However, there is a premise that the young master has been promoted for 100000 years, which is also the protection of the high-level Lingwu palace for those immortals, If you still want to grow up, you will be picked down by those people with ulterior motives.

Yang Fan, not to mention the promotion for 100000 years, is dissatisfied for thousands of years, thousands of years, even a hundred years or ten years. Liu Shenfeng issued a few master's battle notes at this time, which is not against the forbidden of the holy palace, but the red fruit's trampling on the Holy Palace ban.

However, just at this moment...

"less posts? Good! I took it. " Yang Fan took a cold look at Liu Shenfeng, got up and walked towards the center of the hall. He wanted to step on Laozi. Liu Shenfeng, you are not qualified.

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"what? Then... Next? "

"I... did I hear you correctly? He... How dare he, how dare he? "

"Crazy... Crazy. This... Yang Fan must be crazy."

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in the hall, the heads of the imperial city and the holy city looked at Yang Fan as if they were crazy. For three months, they had inquired about the details of Yang Fan, and they knew that he had just been worshipped by the Lingwu holy palace three and a half years ago, less than 30 years old, and the little god wind Lord, Liu Shenfeng, was a million years old He has been a little master of the Lingwu holy palace before. Now he is a four-star quasi saint. Even if he is more powerful than some five-star quasi saints, it is not much worse.

In this war, Yang Fan has no chance of winning.

It's unwise to accept this little post.

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"Your Highness, calm down, don't be impulsive

"Yes! Your highness, the clown, pay attention to him. "

"Yes! How can he challenge your highness? Don't fall into that child's treachery. "

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Zhenyang Dasheng and others were immediately in a hurry. Although Yang Fan's evil spirit is the only one they have seen in their life, they are not optimistic about this war. Maybe after decades, Liu Shenfeng will not be Yang Fan's opponent, but not now.

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"MD, let Liu Shenfeng take the lead.""Damn it! It's a thousand calculations. I didn't know that Yang Fan was such a man who didn't know the height of heaven and earth. "

"What a blunder, what a blunder

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at this moment, almost all the young masters regretted that Yang Fan would be such a thing. They would have sent this little master's battle post today. Such a good opportunity like this has never happened in a hundred million years. I'm afraid it will never happen again in my life.

No one thinks that he will be defeated by Yang Fan. What kind of ability can a kid who is less than 30 years old.

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"did you agree?" Liu Shenfeng, as the party concerned, also failed to respond. To tell the truth, he sent this little main battle note mainly for the sake of losing Yang Fan's face and beating Yang Fan's face. He never thought that Yang Fan would agree.

The next moment....

"Yang Fan, you are stupid. Don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless Liu Shenfeng grinned grimly, stepped out and walked towards the center of the hall.

If he doesn't succeed in such a good chance, he will be punished by God.

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"ah, Yang Fan, what do you call me to say..." the master of Lingwu gave a bitter smile, and he was young and full of vigor. When the matter came to this stage, he could not force him to stop it.

However, he secretly made up his mind that once Yang Fan's life was in danger, he would forcibly stop the battle between them. No monster like Yang Fan could appear for hundreds of millions of years. There must be no loss.

"Maybe it's not a bad thing to let it suffer a little bit and suffer a little setback."

The next moment......

the master of martial arts reaches for a finger, and in the center of the hall, a blue light suddenly appears, forming a top-level arena that can accommodate the first battle of the great sage.

...

soon, Yang Fan's figure moved, and he was on the top challenge arena.

Liu Shenfeng also turned into a streamer. In the blink of an eye, he appeared on the challenge arena, shaking and confronting Yang Fan, a hundred miles away.

At this moment....

"boom...."

around the challenge arena, a burst of light flickered, and a blue border appeared, wrapping up the whole arena.

At this moment, unless it is a master level strongman like Lingwu holy master, it will be very difficult for him to break through the border and intervene in the battle between Yang Fan and Liu Shenfeng.

"Ah! Your highness, your highness, you are so confused

There was a burst of despair in the hearts of Moyun Dasheng and others. In this war, they did not see any hope of victory. Now there are barriers between them. They just want to rescue, but they are powerless.

"Ah! Is it possible that the investment in recent years is going to be lost?.

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in the arena.

"Yang Fan, Yang Fan, I don't know if I should say you're stupid, or should I say that you have the kind to say that you dare to meet the challenge of this seat. For the sake of my fellow students, you should hand over the position of the sixth youngest Lord. If you admit defeat and surrender, you will be spared your life." Liu Shenfeng looks down at Yang Fan, and his voice is so high that he doesn't pay attention to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan did not show weakness, contending with each other and said, "Liu Shenfeng, I will give you a chance to surrender as my dog and spare you from death. Otherwise, next year's today will be your death day!"

"Give your face no shame, give this seat a dead man!" Senleng's killing opportunity flashed away in Liu Shenfeng's eyes.

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

Liu Shenfeng's whole body momentum is like the Yangtze river rising into the sky, containing endless killing intention. Even the space in all directions is distorted at once. It seems that there are still traces of thin and dense cracks, which may completely collapse at any time.

"Hiss... What a holy wind little master, this momentum has not lost how much of the five-star quasi saint."

"It's over! Yang Fan, I'm afraid it's going to be over. "

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