The Young Master of Zhanyue Temple took action, which naturally aroused the interest of countless people.
He is the first top-notch genius so far, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of Shangtianxiang. His strength must be extremely strong, and he is very likely to get a spot.
But this is just their guess. Whether he can win a spot depends on his strength.
Moreover, geniuses from other top forces will inevitably appear later, and the competition will become increasingly fierce, and ordinary casual cultivators will no longer have the qualifications to intervene.
Fan Yang looked at his opponent and said calmly: "I don't want to hurt your life, so go down by yourself."
When he heard this, the other party's eyes were as sharp as lightning, without the slightest hint of fear. Although the forces behind him were not as powerful as Zhanyue Temple, they were still first-rate forces. Moreover, he was very confident in his own strength and might not lose to Fan Yang.
Seeing the look in the man's eyes, Fan Yang knew that the other man would not take the initiative to admit defeat, so he had no choice but to send him down.
Fan Yang was seen standing on the spot without moving, and a silver full moon appeared behind him, suspended in the space. An extremely cold aura was released from the full moon, making the aura of heaven and earth in the arena space faintly solidify.
"It's so cold." Below the ring, many people couldn't help but shudder, with looks of horror on their faces. They felt a strong cold invading their bodies. They all felt such a strong feeling below. It can be seen that Fan Yang's ice
How strong your will is.
He is worthy of being a genius from a top power, and his strength is indeed extraordinary.
Xiao Muyang glanced at Fan Yang indifferently, and he could tell at a glance that Fan Yang's will form had reached an advanced level, and he was indeed considered a genius. It was rare for him to have an opponent in the same realm, but he was still far behind Qin Ru, Wei Lin and other figures.
Even if the will forms are all superior, there will still be a gap, but it's just not as big as the gap between medium and superior.
"Condensation." Fan Yang spit out a voice, and in an instant, waves of coldness surged like a tide. The next moment, a terrifying ice storm appeared in the space, roaring directly towards the opponent, destroying everything in its path.
All were frozen.
The opponent's face was extremely solemn, and the aura on his body was released to the extreme. A thunderbird appeared above him, fanning its thunder wings wildly, and blasting the destructive lightning into the ice storm, trying to tear the storm apart.
A roaring sound was heard, and an extremely violent collision seemed to erupt in the storm.
Finally, the light of thunder disappeared completely, and the ice storm continued to surge forward.
The man's expression changed with shock when he saw this, and he wanted to avoid the ice storm, but the power of ice poured into his body, causing him to freeze in place. Then his whole body was covered with a layer of frost and turned into an ice sculpture.
"This..." Countless people's expressions instantly froze there, staring at the ice sculpture. Is it dead?
I saw Fan Yang waving his palms, and the frost on the man's body cracked. At this time, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear, as if he had experienced an extremely terrible experience.
He thought he could fight Fan Yang, but reality slapped him hard. They were not on the same level at all.
Fan Yang didn't look at the man, and his face didn't waver at all, as if what just happened had nothing to do with him.
Then the man walked down the ring in dejection, and many people looked at his figure and sighed in their hearts. They had just become a ring guard, but were kicked off in less than one round. It can be said to be very miserable.
It can only be blamed on his bad luck. He met a top power and a genius, so losing is not a shame.
Many people looked at Fan Yang with admiration. He had already shown extremely tyrannical strength in the battle just now. The next person to take action must be a genius of this level, otherwise he would only be tortured.
"Those who come up had better think clearly, I will not show mercy." Fan Yang looked at the crowd and said.
Many people looked shocked. Fan Yang's words were so arrogant. Aren't you afraid of attracting criticism from other geniuses?
But from another perspective, Fan Yang is trying to intimidate those below him. If no one dares to challenge him, then he can get a spot.
Let’s see if anyone dares to join.
Xiao Muyang still stood there, seemingly without any intention of taking action.
Although with his current strength, there is no problem in defeating Fan Yang, but if he defeats Fan Yang with his early cultivation of Zhongtian Xiang, it will definitely cause a huge sensation and may expose his identity.
The only way to avenge Xia Yuan and Chu Xianling is elsewhere.
"I have heard for a long time about the reputation of the young master of Zhanyue Temple. Now that I have met you here today, I have come to learn about your strength." A calm voice came from the crowd, making countless people's hearts tremble. Who is this?
Open your mouth?
Fan Yang raised his eyebrows and looked in one direction. He saw the crowd there dispersed, and a group of figures slowly walked from the middle to the front. The leader was a man in black clothes, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, high-spirited.
"It's Mu Hong from the Lingtian Sword Sect, he's here too!" Exclaims came out one after another. The Lingtian Sword Sect was known as the number one sword sect in the Qi Dynasty, and the reputation of its disciples was naturally very high.
Xiao Muyang's eyes flashed. The person who impressed him most about the Lingtian Sword Sect was Dong Li. This person's cultivation was in the late stage of Tianxiang, and he should be the top genius under Dong Li.
"Didn't Dong Li come?" Fan Yang's eyes fell on Mu Hong and asked lightly. If Dong Li was here, Dong Li would definitely be the one to take action, and it would not be Mu Hong's turn.
"Senior Brother Dong is practicing in seclusion and has not come this time." Mu Hong replied.
Fan Yang's pupils shrank suddenly and he went into seclusion to practice?
If he remembered correctly, Dongli's cultivation level has reached the half-step to the supreme level. Now that he is practicing in seclusion, is he trying to reach the supreme level?
Xiao Muyang also realized this, and couldn't help but stir up a wave of emotion in his heart. It seemed that Dong Li had gained a lot of insights in the ruin world and had the opportunity to break that layer of shackles.
Mu Hong jumped up and landed on the ring. He released an extremely sharp sword intent, like a human-shaped sword, with its sharp edge ready to pierce the sky.
"You are no match for me." Fan Yang looked at him and said calmly.
"Really, we won't know until after the battle." Mu Hong replied calmly, but there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes. He is the strongest disciple of Lingtian Sword Sect during this trip to the imperial city, and he must win a spot to prove himself.
talent.
Fan Yang stopped speaking, no matter how many words he said, they were pale and weak, and he could see the real seal under his hands.
Mu Hong took a step forward. At this moment, infinite sword intent was born in the space in front of him. Every ray of sword intent seemed to be condensed into substance. The aura was astonishing and clanking, as if it contained extremely powerful power.
"Such a strong sword intention." Countless people trembled in their hearts and looked at the space around Mu Hong with extremely shocked eyes. They only felt that it was a world of swords, and Mu Hong was the master of that world, the king of the sword, in charge of the world.