C652 Fight Young Master Jiuyang Again
C652 Fight Young Master Jiuyang Again
On the stands, countless of Spectator's faces were filled with horror. They couldn't believe all of this. The sword cultivator was the natural enemy of body cultivators. Especially A Peerless Swordsman, who had comprehended the Law of Annihilation, who was even more terrifying. Logically speaking, this battle should be. . . It should be Yang Fann who won more than he lost, even if he won in the end. That was after a tough battle, and even after paying a heavy price. However, what they saw was an instant kill. In less than a second, Hai Wusheng, who was still arrogant, was blown into pieces!
"Monster. . . Monster! This Yang Fann has hidden himself too deeply!"
"This concealment, this scheming, is he really not even twenty years old? Could it be that some old monster is pretending to be him?"
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Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat stepped forward.
All the monsters had solemn expressions. Yang Fann's strength had far exceeded their imagination. The terrifying palm force that was unleashed at the end was probably not even comparable to a Middle Greade Emperor's. At this moment, even the number one seed, Hai Wuya. . . He could no longer maintain his calm, and a trace of fear flashed across his eyes. This Yang Fann was definitely his greatest rival!
In the next moment. . .
A cold killing intent flashed across both of his eyes, even though it was the relationship between him and Hai Wusheng. It had never been good. It could even be said that it was a little bad. One mountain could not tolerate two tigers. Hai Wusheng had never given up on challenging Hai Wuya. However, no matter what, Hai Wusheng was still a member of the Hai family. He was his cousin, and he had the same blood flowing in his veins. His bones were broken, and his tendons were connected to each other! How could he die at the hands of an outsider? If he didn't take revenge for this, What would happen to the Hai Clan's face?
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In the VIP seats in the northeast.
"Hahaha. . . I knew it. Cousin is the strongest. What Seeded Evildoer Hai Wusheng? How could he be a match for my cousin Yang Fann?!" Luo Jiahui's face turned red. She waved her fists excitedly as if she had blown Hai Wusheng up.
"That's right! That trash dares to say that he killed my master with two swords? Pah! He didn't even take a piss to take a look at himself! "
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"Strong, Brother Yang Fann is really. . . Really too strong. I'm afraid that we aren't even qualified to look up to him now. . . " Li Xiuning and the rest were shocked. They could not help but feel another wave of grief. They thought that they had been suffering all these years. They had cultivated hard and successfully condensed the Vital Spirit. Once he stepped into the Martial Lord Realm, he would be able to close the gap between him and Yang Fann. He had never thought that the gap between them would be so huge. Not only did the gap not shrink, it had actually increased by tens of thousands of miles!
Sigh! Yang Fann's talent had never been seen before. We are destined to be people from different worlds.
Dragons don't live with snakes! Prodigies do not mix with mediocre people unless that person is their blood relative. Obviously, they are not!!
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"Brother Dongfang, I'm convinced! I'm convinced, I'm convinced!" Mo Wuxie said with a serious expression. At this moment, he couldn't help but be convinced. Yang Fann was a monster. His monster was not something ordinary people like them could guess.
"Damn it! How could this Little Brute still be hiding? My god, you are so unfair! " Sima Jingfeng gritted his teeth and roared in his heart with unwillingness. Why did this A Monster That Defies The Heavens have to be the disciple of the Eastern Old Ghost?
"Even that Hai Wusheng is no match for that Little Brute. Although Disciple is strong, he is still a disciple of Eastern Old Ghost. If he were to fight Little Brute, it would be very difficult for him to be a match for Little Brute. . . I can't lose this match. . . " He couldn't afford to lose. He really couldn't afford to lose this bet. Among the four treasures, the other three supreme treasures. . . It was fine, but the Nine Suns Demon Suppression Tower was the most powerful magic treasure in his possession. If he lost the Nine Suns Demon Suppression Tower, his combat strength would surely drop by more than a few levels. He would fall from a peak Middle Greade Emperor to an ordinary peak Middle Greade Emperor.
In the next moment. . .
A ruthless look flashed across Sima Jingfeng's eyes, "It seems like this is the only way. Little Brute, how dare you let me waste one of my trump cards? You deserve to die! . . . . . . . . "
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"Good! Good! Good! The blessing of the ancestors, the blessing of the ancestors! There was hope for the revival of the Sect. Hahaha. . . " Great Elder Ye looked at Yang Fann on the arena with an excited expression, as if he had already seen the Holy Ji Sect return to its peak, and once again advance to Holy Land Of Martial Arts's beautiful future!
A intermediate Emperor's Power that was not even twenty years old, not to mention seeing it, he had never even heard of such a monster. As long as he did not die halfway and surpass the Founding Ancestor of the Holy Ji Sect, it was only a matter of time before the Supreme Saint Emperor, or even surpassing the past and present. It was not impossible for him to prove that the legendary Myriad Tribulations could not destroy Holy Sovereign's body!
This was the fortune of the Holy Ji Sect and the fortune of their Holy Ji Sect! Ah!!
At this moment. . . .
"Ah! Wusheng!! " A heart-wrenching scream that sounded like mourning came from behind Ye Xiao, "Ah! Yang Fann! You are heinous, you Little Brute! You are going to die a horrible death!"
It was Academy Lord of the Ji Yang Courtyard, Jing Boyang. At this moment, Jing Boyang was so angry that his guts almost broke. Tears of blood dripped down from his eyes. Although Hai Wusheng and Hai Wuya were more important to him than him, However, he also had high hopes for Hai Wusheng, the second monster of the Ji Yang Courtyard. He had entrusted a lot of his feelings to Hai Wusheng, but the result was. . . Hai Wusheng hadn't even unleashed his brilliance yet, but he had already died here. This was definitely his personal loss, an irreparable loss to the Ji Yang Courtyard!
"What do you mean by what? Jing Boyang, just sit there obediently. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!" Great Elder Ye's eyes turned cold as he stared at Jing Boyang. If Jing Boyang made any unusual movements, he would definitely kill him with lightning speed.
Compared to Yang Fann, who was a monster, Even the few Peerless Evildoer from the Main Sect were nothing. This was the true hope of the Holy Ji Sect. It was the future of the Holy Ji Sect. Who would dare touch a single hair of Yang Fann? That was Ye Nantian, the sworn enemy of the Holy Ji Sect!
"You. . . " Jing Boyang glared at Ye Nantian with some unwillingness. In the end, he suppressed the killing intent in his heart and sat down. An arm couldn't twist his thigh. Although he was Academy Lord of Ji Yang Courtyard, The elder of the Holy Ji Sect, Highest Emperor, was nothing to Ye Nantian. He was just a slightly stronger ant.
As Highest Emperor, he was also divided into different grades. Ye Nantian was one of the top grade Highest Emperors among Highest Emperor, and he had already broken through to the Top-Level Emperor with one foot. As for Jing Boyang, he had just entered the upper Emperor Stage, so he was not considered the weakest amongst all Highest Emperor. He was also not that strong. If Ye Nantian wanted to kill him, he would definitely not be able to use a second attack.
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On the sixty-sixth ring.
"Hmm? It seems that after killing Hai Wusheng, there will be people who are jealous of me. . . " Yang Fann's mouth cracked as he muttered. However, he did not take it to heart. There was no need to hold back when there were too many debts. There was no difference between one or two more debts.
The next moment. . .
Yang Fann's figure moved and returned to his seat.
"Little Junior Brother, you are really too strong. Even Seeded Evildoer couldn't block your punch. Among the young generation. . . Who else is your opponent?" As soon as Yang Fann sat down, Dongfang Xue came over and shook Yang Fann's arm as she spoke excitedly.
"It's just a spicy chicken that doesn't know what it is. It's nothing!" Yang Fann laughed lightly and did not care at all. These were the prodigies of the eight academies. He had never taken Seeded Evildoer seriously. Even the number one seed, Hai Wuya, was the same.
However, when these words entered the ears of the other geniuses, their expressions changed. Each and every one of them had an ashen expression on their faces. They wished that they could press Yang Fann to the ground and give him a good beating. If Hai Wusheng was a spicy chicken, what could they be compared to? Was he worse than trash?
"Hmph! A petty person has achieved success!"
"Sooner or later, I'll teach you a lesson!!!"
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The Arena Match continued. Soon, two huge golden numbers rose up on the stage. One was 36, and the other 72.
The number 36 was Seeded Evildoer - the young master of Nine Yang, Yin Jiuyang. Yin Jiuyang's luck had always been good. Along the way, he had never encountered any strong enemies. It was the same this time. His opponent was Hou Bo, the Heaven-supporting Hand of Ji Yang Courtyard. Hou Bo's nickname in the Jianghu could be described as awesome, but in fact. . . However, he was only the fifth genius of the Ji Yang Courtyard, his true strength. . . Among all the participating geniuses, he wasn't even in the top ten. It was all luck that he was able to advance to the top eight.
Meeting Yin Jiuyang, who was considered one of the best among the Seeded Evildoer, the result was self-evident. In just one move, Hou Bo was seriously injured and on the verge of death by Yin Jiuyang!
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There was no doubt about the result of the third match. Jiang Feng from the Sunrise Courtyard had just gotten lucky. He had met Little Sword-god, who was seriously injured and could not exert any strength. He had just advanced to the top eight. This time, it was a tragedy for him to meet the number one seed, Hai Wuya!
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The final match was the real highlight. Seeded Evildoer's Son of the Stars, Situ Xingtian, fought Heavenly Enchantress and Fang Qingxue. One of them possessed the Starlight Immortal Body. He had the power of the stars in his palm, and the other had the Heavenly Demon Sacred Body. The Heavenly Demon Great Technique was unpredictable. In this battle. . . It was immediately easy to kill, and it seemed as if he was going to meet a great talent. The momentum of a chess match made the crowd of Spectator intoxicated. In fact, in the eyes of the crowd, this was an exciting battle. It had far surpassed the battle between Yang Fann and Hai Wusheng.
It couldn't be helped. It was all because Yang Fann was too powerful. He had instantly killed Hai Wusheng with brute force!
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An hour later, Fang Qingxue was defeated in the final battle of eight to four. Fang Qingxue's loss in this battle was somewhat unjust. If night had not fallen, it was really hard to say who would have the final victor in this battle!
The Son of the Stars, known as the beloved child under the starry sky, under the illumination of the starlight, his fighting strength directly increased exponentially. The situation of being evenly matched instantly became a one-sided crushing!
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A few breaths later. . . . . .
"Rumble. . . "
Two bright golden lights burst out from the 66th ring and turned into two large numbers in the air!
One 36, and the other 180!!!
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