Chapter 2531: Xu Yifeng shot!
Facing Ye Fan, the cultivator from the 36th grade, the core disciple of the Shuiyue Holy Land, code-named "Night Wolf," he obviously didn't pay attention to it.
In his previous battles, he defeated many cultivators who were high-ranking stars. Their talents, identities, and magic weapons were absolutely higher than Ye Fan, so he thought he was a sure victory this time.
Before, the people in the arena found him and talked about Ye Fan's affairs. He was still looking forward to it, but after hearing Ye Fan's identity, he complained a little.
What he wants to challenge is the strong, this is the common desire of the core disciples of the Water Moon Palace.
Everyone is a tianjiao, naturally challenging the higher mountain, and this Beichen is nothing but a kid who wins by luck.
Even now, after he saw Ye Fan, he had the same idea.
"Hey, Beichen, you should give up quickly. I don't have time to waste with you. I have to challenge a hundred consecutive victories!"
The final piece of advice from Ye Lang was also a warning, he didn't want Ye Fan to be too ugly.
After all, it is a miracle that, as a monk of a low-level star, he can win 90 consecutive victories here. If someone fixes too much, it won't look good.
"Hehe, what's the skill? Just let it go!"
Ye Fan spoke lightly, confident between the lines.
"Why do you have to embarrass yourself? Is this the dignity of a low-level star monk? It's useless, you will lose!"
Yelang's eyes glowed with cold light, and even through the mask, it could radiate out to frighten everyone.
"Wow... Yelang is angry, this kid Beichen is really ignorant!"
"Thinking that I have won a lot of games by fluke, I think I'm invincible, it's really funny!"
"This kind of person must be torn apart by the night wolf."
...
Seeing such a scene, countless monks became excited.
People who can be gamblers here are no good people. If the night wolf really shreds Beichen, it will not have any influence on them, just see a good show.
"Huh, these idiots!"
Hongling Patriarch sneered slightly, he also wanted to see what magical power Ye Fan would release in the face of the core disciple Ye Lang this time.
On the battlefield, the night wolf was already furious. He wanted to give his opponent a way to survive, but the opponent didn't seem to appreciate it.
"In that case, go to death!"
"Oh, Bong accompany!"
Facing the death threat of Night Wolf, Ye Fan just responded helplessly.
"Sirius roars-the mountains and rivers are broken!"
Night Wolf furiously attacked his heart, and directly released his supernatural powers.
He flew up and stood in the sky.
A wave of powerful internal energy continued to gather around his body, and finally, a Sirius blood shadow appeared behind him. At this moment, he was the incarnation of Sirius, extremely fierce.
"Roar!"
As Sirius roared, the endless internal energy around him broke out completely, turned into countless sharp claws, and suppressed towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's eyebrows stunned, he opened his eyes to observe, and immediately noticed the law of the opponent's attack.
This is a very deep level of observation, superb combat skills, and can only be used when you have a strong observation skill.
He didn't have any panic, just because the results of the eyes of the eyes had all entered his mind.
"Hmph, Yongjian cuts the sky!"
Following the observation, Ye Fan swung the Wuxiang sword and slashed towards the sky.
"Boom!"
There was nothing at the beginning, but after a second, the light waves from the wooden sword spread like a scourge and became extremely powerful.
Sword Qi swept across ninety thousand miles, a sword glorious 19 states!
This sword, without any suspense, instantly smashed the night wolf's supernatural powers.
Ye Fan's figure flashed, as if he had transcended the shackles of space and appeared directly in front of the night wolf.
The point of the sword was only an inch away, and it could pierce the night wolf's throat.
"Ah...huh, huh!"
Ye Lang was breathing heavily, and he was completely shocked.
The power of this sword is too shocking, he has never seen such a superb swordsmanship, such a powerful sword power.
Just now, he used his supernatural powers, even an elder-level cultivator, could not easily break open, so how to defeat him.
However, the opponent in front of him can completely wipe out his magical powers just by gently swinging a wooden sword.
This already explains the problem. The person in front of him is not an existence he can fight against. This is a monk who is much stronger than his master. The opponent's strength is unpredictable. Failure to kill him is the greatest gift to him.
"Thank you for your mercy, my skills are not as good as others, and I am convinced of losing!"
The night wolf knelt down and bowed to the wind.
No one could predict this result, and countless monks were shocked and speechless.
"That's...sacred artifact!"
Above the stands, Xu Yifeng showed a sharp glow in his eyes. He looked straight at the Wuxiang Sword in Ye Fan's hand, his greedy eyes could no longer be concealed.
Hearing what he said, the following monks were shocked.
"Senior Brother Xu, you, what are you talking about, that little wooden sword is a holy artifact?"
"No, it looks... like a useless mahogany sword!"
"This thing is a sacred instrument?"
...
The cultivation of those cultivators was not enough, and their eyesight was even worse. They didn't notice that Ye Fan's sword might and Wuxiangjian's own power were inseparably related.
"You can't see it, but I can see it clearly. That wooden sword is definitely a holy weapon. This kid can defeat the night wolf with one blow. The effect of this wooden sword is immeasurable!"
Xu Yifeng's tone is very serious, everyone understands that this is absolutely true.
"It's incredible!"
Everyone said in unison, a cultivator of Zichen star actually had a sacred tool, which was completely incomprehensible.
"Wow!"
Just as the few monks were thinking, Xu Yifeng's figure had disappeared.
"Brother Xu?"
In their surprised eyes, Xu Yifeng has come to the center of the arena.
"That's not the Prodigal Sword, Xu Yifeng, is he going to make a move?"
"No, he is one of the managers of the arena, he is the 27th super monk on the Tianjiao list, how can he make a move?"
"It seems that Beichen's limelight is too much, and it actually suppressed the core disciple of Shuiyue Holy Land, which made Xu Yifeng unable to sit still!"
Seeing Xu Yifeng personally come to the arena, countless monks were shocked.
At this moment, Xu Yifeng looked at Ye Fan.
"You don't need to fight in the following competition. If you can beat me, you will be given a badge of 100 consecutive victories, and at the same time, you will enter the treasure house of the arena and choose a treasure at will!
In his previous battles, he defeated many cultivators who were high-ranking stars. Their talents, identities, and magic weapons were absolutely higher than Ye Fan, so he thought he was a sure victory this time.
Before, the people in the arena found him and talked about Ye Fan's affairs. He was still looking forward to it, but after hearing Ye Fan's identity, he complained a little.
What he wants to challenge is the strong, this is the common desire of the core disciples of the Water Moon Palace.
Everyone is a tianjiao, naturally challenging the higher mountain, and this Beichen is nothing but a kid who wins by luck.
Even now, after he saw Ye Fan, he had the same idea.
"Hey, Beichen, you should give up quickly. I don't have time to waste with you. I have to challenge a hundred consecutive victories!"
The final piece of advice from Ye Lang was also a warning, he didn't want Ye Fan to be too ugly.
After all, it is a miracle that, as a monk of a low-level star, he can win 90 consecutive victories here. If someone fixes too much, it won't look good.
"Hehe, what's the skill? Just let it go!"
Ye Fan spoke lightly, confident between the lines.
"Why do you have to embarrass yourself? Is this the dignity of a low-level star monk? It's useless, you will lose!"
Yelang's eyes glowed with cold light, and even through the mask, it could radiate out to frighten everyone.
"Wow... Yelang is angry, this kid Beichen is really ignorant!"
"Thinking that I have won a lot of games by fluke, I think I'm invincible, it's really funny!"
"This kind of person must be torn apart by the night wolf."
...
Seeing such a scene, countless monks became excited.
People who can be gamblers here are no good people. If the night wolf really shreds Beichen, it will not have any influence on them, just see a good show.
"Huh, these idiots!"
Hongling Patriarch sneered slightly, he also wanted to see what magical power Ye Fan would release in the face of the core disciple Ye Lang this time.
On the battlefield, the night wolf was already furious. He wanted to give his opponent a way to survive, but the opponent didn't seem to appreciate it.
"In that case, go to death!"
"Oh, Bong accompany!"
Facing the death threat of Night Wolf, Ye Fan just responded helplessly.
"Sirius roars-the mountains and rivers are broken!"
Night Wolf furiously attacked his heart, and directly released his supernatural powers.
He flew up and stood in the sky.
A wave of powerful internal energy continued to gather around his body, and finally, a Sirius blood shadow appeared behind him. At this moment, he was the incarnation of Sirius, extremely fierce.
"Roar!"
As Sirius roared, the endless internal energy around him broke out completely, turned into countless sharp claws, and suppressed towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's eyebrows stunned, he opened his eyes to observe, and immediately noticed the law of the opponent's attack.
This is a very deep level of observation, superb combat skills, and can only be used when you have a strong observation skill.
He didn't have any panic, just because the results of the eyes of the eyes had all entered his mind.
"Hmph, Yongjian cuts the sky!"
Following the observation, Ye Fan swung the Wuxiang sword and slashed towards the sky.
"Boom!"
There was nothing at the beginning, but after a second, the light waves from the wooden sword spread like a scourge and became extremely powerful.
Sword Qi swept across ninety thousand miles, a sword glorious 19 states!
This sword, without any suspense, instantly smashed the night wolf's supernatural powers.
Ye Fan's figure flashed, as if he had transcended the shackles of space and appeared directly in front of the night wolf.
The point of the sword was only an inch away, and it could pierce the night wolf's throat.
"Ah...huh, huh!"
Ye Lang was breathing heavily, and he was completely shocked.
The power of this sword is too shocking, he has never seen such a superb swordsmanship, such a powerful sword power.
Just now, he used his supernatural powers, even an elder-level cultivator, could not easily break open, so how to defeat him.
However, the opponent in front of him can completely wipe out his magical powers just by gently swinging a wooden sword.
This already explains the problem. The person in front of him is not an existence he can fight against. This is a monk who is much stronger than his master. The opponent's strength is unpredictable. Failure to kill him is the greatest gift to him.
"Thank you for your mercy, my skills are not as good as others, and I am convinced of losing!"
The night wolf knelt down and bowed to the wind.
No one could predict this result, and countless monks were shocked and speechless.
"That's...sacred artifact!"
Above the stands, Xu Yifeng showed a sharp glow in his eyes. He looked straight at the Wuxiang Sword in Ye Fan's hand, his greedy eyes could no longer be concealed.
Hearing what he said, the following monks were shocked.
"Senior Brother Xu, you, what are you talking about, that little wooden sword is a holy artifact?"
"No, it looks... like a useless mahogany sword!"
"This thing is a sacred instrument?"
...
The cultivation of those cultivators was not enough, and their eyesight was even worse. They didn't notice that Ye Fan's sword might and Wuxiangjian's own power were inseparably related.
"You can't see it, but I can see it clearly. That wooden sword is definitely a holy weapon. This kid can defeat the night wolf with one blow. The effect of this wooden sword is immeasurable!"
Xu Yifeng's tone is very serious, everyone understands that this is absolutely true.
"It's incredible!"
Everyone said in unison, a cultivator of Zichen star actually had a sacred tool, which was completely incomprehensible.
"Wow!"
Just as the few monks were thinking, Xu Yifeng's figure had disappeared.
"Brother Xu?"
In their surprised eyes, Xu Yifeng has come to the center of the arena.
"That's not the Prodigal Sword, Xu Yifeng, is he going to make a move?"
"No, he is one of the managers of the arena, he is the 27th super monk on the Tianjiao list, how can he make a move?"
"It seems that Beichen's limelight is too much, and it actually suppressed the core disciple of Shuiyue Holy Land, which made Xu Yifeng unable to sit still!"
Seeing Xu Yifeng personally come to the arena, countless monks were shocked.
At this moment, Xu Yifeng looked at Ye Fan.
"You don't need to fight in the following competition. If you can beat me, you will be given a badge of 100 consecutive victories, and at the same time, you will enter the treasure house of the arena and choose a treasure at will!
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