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Chapter 505: A Snore!

Zhao Fan sat calmly on the chair, his gaze was as domineering as that of a monarch patrolling his people. Just when all the geniuses thought he was about to challenge, a sentence suddenly popped out from under the mask, "I'm not targeting anyone, just

I want to say that none of you here are my enemies."

What he said was extremely arrogant!

The expressions of many geniuses have changed again and again. Do they think you are the one who has been crowned king? Those who come to the Qianlong Conference are at last second-rate geniuses. Most of them are figures who are admired by many stars in the first-rate forces, and even more so.

There are unparalleled geniuses from the seven giants, especially the two young palace masters of the Ice and Fire Palace. If the mortal king doesn't come out, who can compete with them?

But you, a disciple of a lone traveler, dare to be so arrogant!

Zhao Fan yawned and said, "I've come a long way, so I'm a little tired. Please take a nap first, and then wake me up when the top ten are decided."

"Haha, what a loud tone." Xu Rufeng from Guiyi Academy said in a gentle and elegant manner: "Your Excellency, you mean that only by entering the top ten can I be qualified to fight with you?"

"It's a misunderstanding again, isn't it?"

Zhao Fan didn't have a good impression of Guiyi Academy, so he said sarcastically without any concealment: "What I want to say is that the top ten together can't get away from me."

Taoyuan exploded in an instant, and many geniuses also went crazy, looking at the masked young man with burning eyes:

"You know how to use your words!"

"Why did Lord Jueji accept you as his direct disciple?"

"I'm afraid it's just a fake thing!"

"If you dare to be arrogant again, we will tear you apart. Do you believe that no matter how famous the Lord is, can he still compete with so many sects?"



The sentences were more irritating than the others, and some even yelled out loud.

Ji Lan said amusedly at the side: "Brother Fan, I have to say that your ability to attract hatred is becoming more and more simple and crude. If they knew who you were, they would definitely not dare to reply. They would definitely lower their heads like a quail.

temper."

"Low-key, low-key."

As soon as Zhao Fan finished speaking, he buried his head on the table and let the many geniuses scold him. He fell asleep as if he was pretending to be dead.

After all, the level he is currently at is beyond the scope of the younger generation, and he does not bother to be on the same level as the "little brats" of his own age, otherwise it will lower his stature.

What Zhao Fan has to wait for is that after his father succeeds, the Shenji Sect will definitely be in chaos. The Qianlong Conference in Taoyuan will not be able to continue, and the top leaders of the Shenji Sect will definitely come to look for Yu Xianer. At that time,

Then capture her directly,

Go to join his father and destroy everything in the Shenji Sect. As for the other geniuses, except for the royal family's children like Ji Lan and the Taoist geniuses headed by Huanglong Sect, Kunlun Xu, Wuzhuangguan, etc., they have all been killed.

He sees it as air.

"The clown, regardless of him, who comes down to compete?"

Wan Luo glanced at Zhao Fan disdainfully, then looked around at the many geniuses sitting on the sidelines.

"Why don't I give it a try." A voice sounded from beside Zhao Fan, and it was none other than the young prince Ji Lan who spoke. He jumped up and fell into the martial arts arena. He looked at Wan Luo ten meters away, "Behead.

Brother Yi is the one who saved my life. To insult him is to insult this prince!"

Wan Luo's pupils were startled, and she immediately said in a low voice: "Little Prince Ji, I didn't mean that. I just had a destructive attitude. I have made people angry again and again. I hope you don't misunderstand me."

"Stop talking nonsense, don't think you are a bitch, I won't beat you up." Ji Lan flipped her palm and took out a long sword filled with green light.

This sword is not the Qingfeng Divine Sword inherited by the Zhennan Palace, but an imitation. However, the material is a rare metal second only to the real thing. It is a top-notch magic weapon for the early stage of the Holy Realm, so it is the same as the Qingfeng Divine Sword.

The sword is the same in the hands of Ji Lan, who is in the Zun realm.

Seeing that there was no room for relaxation, Wan Luo had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight Ji Lan.

This confrontation was carried out with the strongest tactics, without any foreshadowing, and the atmosphere of the fighting arena was instantly ignited.

But it ended quickly, with only three swords.

Ji Lan dodged, and with her body skills, she appeared behind Wan Luo so fast that Wan Luo couldn't even react. The tip of the sword touched the back of her heart. If she took another step forward, it would definitely go straight to her heart...

"I... lost." Wan Luo lowered his head, his body full of frustration.

"You can't even avoid my three heart-stealing swords, and you still talk about fighting Brother Zhanyi. Let's face the reality." Ji Lan put away the green sword and said while floating to the seat above: "He is

He blew me casually and put me down. If I couldn't get up for an hour, it was obvious who was the clown."

Many geniuses were stunned. If it was true as the young prince said, how powerful would his killing intent be?

At least he must have the combat power of the Holy Realm level!

All eyes were looking at the masked young man sleeping on the table with uncertainty. If he wanted to say something to fight back now, he would have to think carefully. If he bumped into the muzzle of the gun, he would definitely be the unlucky one.

However, the attitude of the nine geniuses on the court is still the same as before, that is, the geniuses of the seven giants and Yu Xian'er of the Shenji Sect. These nine people are the leading figures among the younger generation. Unless the mortal prince himself

Otherwise, they will have the capital to be proud of the rest of the world.

Putuoshan's Miaoyin's eyes became cold, and then her body flew away from her seat, across the martial arts arena, holding a fly whisk straight towards the masked young man opposite, "Zhanyi, you dare to fight me!"

When many geniuses saw this scene, their hearts were filled with excitement. Finally, one of the seven giants was so scorned that they could no longer hold back!

Yu Xian'er stared straight ahead, as did the other seven geniuses, wanting to see how powerful the master's personal inheritance was.

However, something happened that caught everyone in the room, including Miaoyin herself, off guard...

Just when Miaoyin and his whisk were still one meter away from touching the masked young man, the other person suddenly snored without even raising his head.

And as the snoring sound sounded, Miaoyin's body seemed to be hit by a bomb. In an instant, her clothes were torn open in countless holes, her hair was messy and fell in the air, and even her consciousness seemed to be frozen, losing any ability to think.

, fell straight down the martial arts arena, and hit the hard stone surface heavily.

The most terrifying thing is that the fly whisk, which is a top-notch magic weapon for Zunjing, is broken into several pieces, and the hair at the front is like a knife cut on the long hair, and it is scattered all over the ground!

Miaoyin lay on her back in the martial arts arena with her arms crossed. Her gaze was blankly staring at the young man above. He was still sleeping, as if he didn't even know that she had just snored like a thunderbolt from the blue. It was fascinating.

Thinking is extremely scary!

After she entered Taoism, she became a genius of the younger generation in Putuo Mountain. To this day, despite such a complete defeat, the mortal king showed his power in the secret realm of the ruins. She was dominated by that fear for more than half a year before it gradually faded away. Now, she is actually killing

Yi has the same feeling, but their methods are completely different...

Many geniuses in Taoyuan took a breath of cold air, even the young prince Ji Lan was no exception. When he won Wanluo before, he just said it casually and played for fun. He didn't think about his brother at all.

So ferocious, a grunt knocked the chief disciple of the younger generation of Putuo Mountain from the air, and even the top-grade magic weapon was shattered!

Yu Xian'er and the other seven geniuses looked at each other with expressions of disbelief.

Could it be that...after all the kings, a new king will come?

Yu Xian'er didn't know how terrifying Zhan Yi's strength was, nor could she guess it, but just by snoring and killing Miao Yin instantly, she was definitely not something she could compete with!

Among the younger generation, Zhanyi is probably the only one qualified to challenge for the throne of Mortal King!

If there is really a battle for the throne in the future, this era will be really exciting...

Little did she know that the mortal king she longed for was the same person as the arrogant Zhan Yi at the Qianlong Conference today!

More than that, what is the intention to kill?

The one she killed was her master Han Ruyi!

Next, Miaoyin was helped up by Wan Luo who had not had time to leave the stage in embarrassment, and returned to the seat above with her face turning blue and white. She did not even collect the broken whisk, because it was a way to press it on the pillar of shame.

With the nails on my face, my face is gone!

No one dared to disturb Zhan Yi to catch up on his sleep. Not only that, the subsequent battles between the geniuses became extremely weird. Each time, both sides tried their best to suppress the noise to the minimum, especially the Tianshan Sect and Nanjiang Sect.

The sword sect's battle was as silent as if the volume had been turned off.

And the many talented people watching the battle above were holding their breaths and concentrating, fearing that they would arouse the killing intent and even get angry!

What was supposed to be the most exciting and fierce fighting at the Qianlong Conference turned into a very boring pantomime.

The young prince Ji Lan felt sleepy and yawned one after another.



The other side.

In a hidden corner of the Zongwu Hall, Zhao Yan strangled an elder at the peak of martial arts with one hand, and the message fell into his ears: "Tell me, where is He Chuanyue at this moment?"

"Who? How dare you break into my Divine Machine Sect!" That elder is at least half a step into the Holy Realm, and he is absolutely loyal to the Divine Machine Sect. Moreover, this is the Zongfu Hall, the most special place for the Zongzong Formation.

, he wanted to delay as much time as possible, waiting for the superior to come over.

"Stop talking nonsense and be tough, right? I'll give you a minute to think about it first."

Zhao Yan smiled maliciously, then flicked his finger at the elder, and then two black spots the size of sesame seeds penetrated into the elder's clothes.

That is one of the poisonous insects in the Black Water, called the soul-eating louse. When it bites on the skin, it will cause the soul to be painful and uneasy, and produce terrifying hallucinations like being trapped in hell.

When Zhao Yan left the dungeon, he specially brought them with him. He had long expected that he would not be able to accurately target the Shenji Gate in a place he was unfamiliar with, so he brought various poisonous insects with him.

Soon, the poison of the soul-eating louse took effect.

The elder's eyes were horrified, his face was ashen, and his expression was extremely distorted. If Zhao Yan hadn't used magic power to imprison his throat, his heart-rending screams would have spread throughout the Zongfu Hall.

Zhao Yan overestimated the other party a little.

In less than a minute, the elder said with trembling lips: "I said, I said... the master is on the top floor of the Zongwu Hall. There is an earthen jar with red flowers in the corridor, and the door next to it is his secret cultivation room.

.”

"Sure?"

"Really, truer than gold!"

"Wouldn't it be over already? Do you deserve to be tortured like this?"
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