Wan Feng'er shouted: "Impossible! How could I lose? I will not lose to a loser! I will kill him! The Three-Star Xuanshui Staff is mine..."
Wan Feng'er screamed and rushed back to the competition platform. She raised her hand to create a ball of flame and was about to kill Yi Yun who had passed out.
At this time, Jiang Fan and others had already climbed onto the competition stage and were about to lift Yi Yun down. Seeing Wan Feng'er's sudden attack, Jiang Fan flashed in front of Yi Yun and shouted: "Phantom Spirit Sword!"
The phantom sword came out, one turned into three, and the three swords whizzed towards Wan Feng'er. Wan Feng'er was only focusing on Yi Yun, but she didn't notice Jiang Fan's sudden attack! Besides,
She was still thinking, how could Jiang Fan, a man with no background, dare to actually hurt her? But Jiang Fan really did this! He and Leng Tianxiong have similar personalities, and they are upright towards people and things, so they don't care
The other party is Master Uncle Wan Yang’s precious disciple, or the King of Heaven! If you are wrong, you are wrong!
Two flying swords cut through Wan Feng'er's arms. Wan Feng'er screamed, and blood spurted out from both arms. The last flying sword stopped directly in front of her neck, with only less than five centimeters left.
distance!
"Jiang Fan stared at Wan Feng'er with cold eyes: "Junior sister Feng'er, if you lose, you lose! You have already lost the game, don't lose your dignity again! Huh..." The Phantom Sword struck sideways, like a slap.
, it was a slap in the face.
Wan Feng'er was slapped directly off the competition platform. She looked at Jiang Fan with aggrieved expression. In addition to tears of grievance, there was also incomparable hatred in her eyes. She thought to herself: "Jiang Fan! Yi Yun!
You two useless people are waiting. When you get to the Blood Demon Secret Realm, there are no rules to protect you. See if I don’t kill you..."
Wan Yang went down in person and brought Wan Feng'er back. Wan Feng'er wanted the master to stand up for her, but Wan Yang scolded her: "Okay! Don't you think you have embarrassed me enough?"
Wan Feng'er was dumbfounded. Even her master, who had always loved her, was cruel to her! Wan Feng'er started crying and ran away...
Wan Yang stretched out his hand to call Feng'er back, but stopped when he spoke. At this moment, Wan Yang looked at Yi Yun and Jiang Fan on the competition stage, his eyes were extremely cold...
"Jiang Fan! Yi Yun! Just wait for me...I won't let you go!" Of course, Wan Yang was just thinking in his heart. He would naturally not threaten and embarrass you in front of so many senior brothers and disciples.
Two juniors, he can't afford to lose face like that!
Yi Yun got the three-star Xuanshui Staff! More importantly, this battle made him famous in the world! Many people say that he is the number one master at the spiritual level! If he hadn't thrown away the magic weapon, the talisman
As for those external things, Wan Feng'er and Yi Yun were fighting for their spiritual power and magical techniques. I'm afraid Wan Feng'er was no match for Yi Yun! Some of the old disciples watching the battle could see this...
But the next day, Yi Yun couldn't carry out the next two competitions. Naturally, he couldn't get the magic weapons in those two games! Fortunately, it would be good to have a third-grade three-star Xuanshui staff!
After several hours of coma, Yi Yun woke up. In this short period of time, Ji Rufeng competed in a total of five games, winning two games and losing the remaining three games. He did not get a single magic weapon.
!
As for Jiang Fan, he is different. He is so powerful that few disciples below him can defeat him! He has obtained all three magic weapons...
After Yi Yun woke up at night, two high-level disciples from the sect helped him heal his injuries. The two senior brothers at the spiritual level, with the help of some auxiliary magic weapons, Yi Yun's injuries were almost fully recovered that night...