After Tang Fan rushed out of the formation, he came to the area where the disciples of the Five Immortals Sect were.
"Pay homage to the young master!"
Zhou Jie led everyone around, and Young Ancestor caused Tai Shu Sect to fall hard with one move, which made them very proud.
"Get up!"
Tang Fan nodded towards everyone.
Zhou Jie asked in confusion: "Young Ancestor, where is Lei Zhan?"
Tang Fan looked mysterious and said with a wicked smile: "He is dueling with Li Jiaolong."
"duel?"
Zhou Jie was confused, why did he feel that Shaozu's demeanor was a bit vulgar.
Wan Jiang asked: "Young Ancestor, what should we do next?"
"Ye Tang, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Just as Tang Fan was about to speak, a group of people flew in from a distance, led by a handsome man.
This man was wearing white clothes, with a sharp sword hanging above his head, his face full of anger, and his energy flowing like a rainbow!
Behind him was a group of Taishu Sect disciples. These people were not the group that Tang Fan besieged. They should have just arrived with Gongyang Fenghua.
"acquaintance……"
Tang Fan recognized this person. The two of them had fought against each other the last time he snatched the Yuhun Fruit in Jiangbei.
This man had a good level of cultivation and had many magic weapons on his body, especially the Ancient Yin Ice on his body, which left a deep impression on Tang Fan.
"Young Ancestor, he is Bu Junxiao, one of the five heroes of the Taishu Sect!"
Zhou Jie introduced the person's identity from the side.
The geniuses of the Taishu Sect are collectively called the Five Outstanding Young Masters and the Twelve Young Masters. Bu Junxiao and Li Jiaolong both belong to the Five Outstanding Young Masters, and the Gongyang Sword belongs to the Twelve Young Masters.
As he spoke, Bu Junxiao rushed to Tang Fan, raised his hand and said, "Ye Tang, do you dare to fight me?"
"There are many people who want to challenge me. Who do you think is the best?"
Tang Fan snorted coldly, clearly not taking him seriously.
Bu Junxiao had a calm personality and was not angered. He said: "You are a despicable villain. You kidnapped Junior Sister Li and injured many people in our sect. Today, I will use your blood to avenge them!"
"However, if you can reveal the whereabouts of Tang Fan, perhaps I can spare your life on behalf of the sect!"
Bujun smiles with kindness and power, and his mind is clear.
"Bu Junxiao, why do you represent me!"
There was a roar from behind, and a ram dressed in pitch-black and with a ram sword in his arms rushed out of the cloud and thunder array.
"Ye Tang, I'm going to kill you!"
At this moment, Gongyang Fenghua no longer cared about trying to find out about Tang Fan. He teleported and landed in front of Tang Fan in his next breath.
"If I were you, you would never fight with me now..."
Tang Fan pointed to the ram sword in his arms and said, "Unless you don't want his life!"
"You said...he's not dead?"
Gongyang Fenghua looked startled, calmed down a little, and lowered his head to look at Gongyang Sword.
"He just lost too much blood and some of his meridians were severed. If you rescue him in time..."
"Jian'er!"
Gongyang Fenghua placed his palm on the top of Gongyang Jian's head, frantically inputting spiritual energy into his body, and then sensed a faint breath.
"Ye Tang, your life belongs to me!"
Gongyang Fenghua left a message and ran straight into the distance with Gongyang Sword in his arms. He was looking for a place to heal his son's injuries.
Tang Fan glanced at Bu Junxiao, rushed to the ring quickly, and said loudly: "I, Ye Tang, as the young ancestor of the Five Immortals Sect, I don't want to cause trouble anymore, but you are pressing me every step of the way. Do you really think that I am afraid of you?
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"Do you really think I'm afraid of you..."
Tang Fan's voice was like rolling thunder, producing countless echoes in the Valley of the Dead and striking everyone's hearts hard.
Everyone looked horrified, they felt how powerful Tang Fan was.
Tang Fan pointed a domineering finger and said: "Today, I will help you! Anyone who wants to challenge me, I, Ye Tang, will accompany you to the end. Even if you want to die, you will have a chance!"
"Wait until my name is called and I will send you to see the King of Hell!"
Tang Fan's gaze swept over everyone present, his whole body flashed with thunderous golden light, his eyes turned red, and everyone who was locked by his gaze felt a chill in their hearts.
"The smell of blood is so strong. How many people has he killed?"
Bu Junxiao frowned, he could sense the blood of Tang Fan who had been killed for a long time!
Tang Fan took out a strange dagger from his arms that exuded cold light, was completely snow-white, and was shaped like a bone spur.
As soon as the dagger appeared, the air around it suddenly became cold.
This magic weapon was refined by Tang Fan using the bone armor given to him by Han Qi White Wolf through the secret method of the Five Immortals Sect.
In order to compete with the cold iron ice blade, he named it the White Wolf Bone Blade, so that he could use it instead when it was inconvenient to take out the cold iron ice blade!
Tang Fan patted the Qiankun bag and several jade slips flew out. He pointed at one of them seemingly casually and said sternly: "Wu Lai, I accept your challenge!"
"ah!"
Under the stage, Wu Lai in the crowd was trembling with fright.
He was a casual cultivator with only foundation-building cultivation. The reason why he dared to challenge Tang Fan was because he was bewitched by the spirit stone sent by Ye Shoudao, otherwise he would not dare to challenge.
In addition, he saw that Ye Tang had not accepted the challenge from the four major sects and the aristocratic families, so he challenged the Jade Slips. He just wanted to take advantage and gain fame.
But he never expected that Ye Tang would dare to show up despite being challenged by so many people, and even call his name first.
"Who is Wu Lai!"
Tang Fan held the white wolf bone blade in his hand and pointed it at the crowd.
"Run quickly..."
Wu Lai usually only dared to do some sneaky things. He was so precious about his life that he turned around and wanted to run away.
"Brother Wu, Ye Tang is calling you, go and fight for us casual cultivators!"
Unexpectedly, a man next to Wu Lai suddenly grabbed his arm with a smirk on his face.
"Go away, don't stop me!"
Wu Lai was so frightened that he was about to throw away his arm, but unexpectedly the man holding him suddenly exerted force and instantly threw him onto the thunderbolt.
"Are you Wu Lai?"
Tang Fan looked at Wu Lai with cold eyes.
"Ah, I am..."
Wu Lai's voice was hoarse.
"bring it on!"
The white wolf bone blade in Tang Fan's hand flashed and he went straight towards Wu Lai to stab him.
"Ye Tang, I recognize..."
Before Wu Lai could say the word "lose", he felt a chill on his neck, his head had already flown into the sky, and all his consciousness was gone.
"Bang!"
Wu Lai's head fell to the corner of the ring, and Tang Fan flew forward and kicked his body towards the audience.
"Ah...not even a single move uses any magic!"
Everyone in the audience was shocked, and some casual cultivators no longer dared to wait any longer.
This was the reason why Tang Fan took the lead in attacking the casual cultivators. He wanted to intimidate these people, scare them away, and defeat Ye Shoudao's wolf pack strategy.
"Next, Xu Sheng!"
Xu Sheng had already fled to the back of the crowd, but like Wu Lai, he was still thrown in front of the stage by a mysterious man.
"Misunderstanding..."
Xu Sheng screamed in fright and raised his hands in surrender, but Tang Fan didn't give him a chance to explain and showed no sympathy at all.
It was also a move. In an instant, Xu Sheng's head and Wu Lai's head landed side by side.
"Next, Ren Chi!"
"Next, Zheng Lin!"
"Next……"
A few breaths later, five bloody heads appeared on the edge of the ring...
Under the stage, there was silence, eerily quiet.
"The God of Killing, he is the real God of Killing!"
I don't know who was the first to say that Tang Fan's method was more terrifying than Lei Zhan and Li Jiaolong before.
That row of heads was a great deterrent to them...
"Our Five Immortals Sect is about to rise!"
The disciples of the Five Immortals Sect had their blood boiling all over their bodies.
"Ye Tang, you are a villain. You only dare to challenge the foundation-building monks. Do you dare to fight with the core-building monks?"
Under the stage, a pill-forming monk who thought he could see Tang Fan's cultivation level said very domineeringly.
"It's just you, come on..."
"My lord, Sun Ping, I want to..."
"Stop talking nonsense, I can't remember!"
Sun Ping rushed to the stage, but before he could finish introducing himself, Tang Fan's hand had already pinched his neck. It seemed that it was just a slight squeeze...
"puff!"
Sun Ping grunted, and Tang Fan simply broke his neck and threw his head to the corner of the ring.
"Destroy the knotted pill in one move!"
"Oh my God, he... what kind of cultivation is he!"
The audience was in chaos. Those bloody heads were so scary that the casual cultivators did not dare to wait any longer and fled the scene desperately!