"Junior Brother Yue, you are truly extraordinary!"
When Yue Qixing came down, Ye Fan stepped forward and said with a smile.
"Brother Ye, you are too praiseworthy. These people are too scared. If we go together, I may not be able to deal with them!"
Yue Qixing walked over with a smile, everything seemed to be going smoothly.
"It's so hidden!"
“Each other!”
Both of them hid their secrets and just sat down together.
"Since Junior Brother Yue has already shown his performance, then let me do it next!"
"Okay, I think Brother Ye must have done something even more amazing."
"You've already said so, and I can't shirk it!"
Ye Fan walked onto the fighting stage with long strides.
Seeing Ye Fan coming, Ji Feilong smiled slightly and said: "Those who get the Feilong Order can directly enter the next round. Ye Fan, what are you?"
He turned to Ji Feilong, saluted slightly, and said: "I think many people may have doubts about my strength as a casual cultivator. In order to speed up the competition and prove my strength, I want to come up this time."
"In that case, who are you going to face?"
"It's very simple, let's go together!"
"Let's go together? What does this mean?"
"It means that all the remaining casual cultivators should come together!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Such arrogant words are infuriating!
"Who is this guy, that he is so arrogant?"
"Yue Qixing beats ten at once. This is already the ultimate. This person actually wants to beat them all at once?"
"Such a madman is not qualified to get the Flying Dragon Order, so get out!"
Suddenly, countless casual cultivators from the God Clan angrily scolded Ye Fan for being too arrogant and should not exist in this competition.
However, Ji Feilong did not drive away Ye Fan, but looked at him with interest.
"Boy, such an action is too much!"
"Senior, why did you say this? I have the strength, why can't I say this?"
"This... hahaha, good boy, I will follow your request, but if I don't have the strength and I am killed on the spot, I will not be responsible!"
"certainly!"
"good!"
Zhi Feilong flew to the high platform and looked at the other casual cultivators below.
"You all come together, don't hold back!"
"yes!"
The remaining casual cultivators came on stage at the same time and stared at Ye Fan coldly. The anger in their hearts could be imagined. If they could not kill Ye Fan on the spot, they would have failed.
Fifty-four people, excluding Yue Qixing and the ten people, there are now forty-three people left, a total of forty-three casual cultivators of the Gods!
If so many people couldn't win against Ye Fan alone, they could all commit suicide on the spot.
The stakes below are getting bigger and bigger, and Ye Fan completely brings the whole audience to a climax.
"Hahaha, such a thing has probably never happened in the entire history of the God-Going Festival, right?"
"That's natural. One person will beat ten of them. Now, this kid wants to beat them all. It's so scary, hahaha!"
"This boy is bound to die, needless to say. He is just a human monk who has somehow developed divine power. It is simply ridiculous to want to face a pure cultivator from the divine race."
"Open the village, open the village!"
Everyone below was excited. Most people thought that Ye Fan must die. This was just sensationalism, but there was no point in using his own life to do such a thing.
"Da da da!"
A person came over again.
When everyone saw it, it was Yue Qixing who had bet on Ye Fan before.
"Yue Qixing, do you want to..."
"Haha, my dear, you are really smart, I want to bet on - Ye Fan!"
Yue Qixing's eyes turned cold and he shouted something shocking.
However, such words are not shocking to weird people like them.
Moreover, Yue Qixing made a big bet this time. He bet all the treasures he had won before, including genius treasures.
"It's crazy!" someone couldn't help but say.
Yue Qixing just smiled slightly, and then returned to his seat to watch the competition.
On the battlefield, Ye Fan is independent.
At this moment, forty-three people came up from different positions, and they looked like reptiles in Ye Fan's eyes.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
"You will die an ugly death if you humiliate us like this!"
"We won't hold back just because there are many people, but to deal with you, three or two people will basically tear you apart!"
"No, no, such human monks are just trash in the Kingdom of God and can be crushed at will!"
Many casual cultivators of the gods sneered at Ye Fan. They were all in the realm of Immortal Emperors. If they couldn't crush a human race in the realm of Immortal Lords, then what's the point?
One of the second-level immortal emperors came up, looked at Ye Fan, and sneered slightly.
"Everyone, I will take over this task. Once everything is done, we will be able to advance to forty-three people at once for the first time!"
"Okay, I'll leave it to you."
Everyone didn't take Ye Fan seriously at all. It was the same to everyone he handed over. Their lowest level of cultivation was the Immortal Emperor level one.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, thunder erupted on the battlefield, and its powerful power shocked the entire audience.
This person is a casual cultivator from the thunder system of the Gods. His violent violence is terrifying, and he wants to tear Ye Fan to pieces.
Ye Fan stood alone and did not move at all. This was his usual style. Before he could figure out the other party's details and flaws, he only needed to observe.
"Today, let my anger turn into thunder and lightning and crush you completely!"
The second-level Immortal Emperor looked at Ye Fan coldly, his hands flashing with lightning.
Everyone nodded, waiting for Ye Fan to be executed.
"Then come on, don't waste time."
Ye Fan said slightly.
"Bastard, you have no chance. Die!"
The man took action angrily, and the world of thunder suddenly descended on the battlefield. The surrounding space was filled with the power of thunder. This man was from the area under the rule of the Thunder God Clan.
Although the power of thunder is not as pure as that of the direct descendants of the Thunder God clan, it is not trivial.
This person's action attracted the attention of the people of the Thunder God Clan, especially the Thunder God Ancestor, who looked at Ye Fan with squinted eyes, seeming to be thinking about something.
The people of the Thunder God Clan all sneered, thinking that although this person's skills were insufficient, he was more than enough to deal with Ye Fan.
"Sizzling, sizzling, sizzling!"
The man rushed forward crazily, his whole body filled with thunder, like a beast.
"Keng!"
When he punched out, the power of thunder shook all directions, but what he didn't expect was that his super powerful blow was actually caught by Ye Fan in the air.
Ye Fan grabbed the man's fist with one hand, and the man could not move forward.
"this!"
The casual cultivators watching from behind were all stunned. Logically speaking, Ye Fan's foundation of the second-level Immortal Lord could not be compared with this person in any case. However, the fact was right in front of him. He caught this
hit.
"what happened?"
"No way?"
When everyone was shocked, Ye Fan's eyes slowly opened, and then the Huangyu Dragon Flame came out violently.
"Hoo, ho, ho!"
The power of dragon flames shook the world and swept across the world in an instant. The second-level immortal emperor felt that his body was burning like fire and was in excruciating pain!