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Chapter 672 Wu Fang makes a strong move!

shhhhhh!
Amid the sound of breaking through the air, nine figures landed on the circular high platform.Standing side by side one by one, nodding to each other as a greeting, releasing a tyrannical breath, the surrounding space trembled for it.

"Little Martial Uncle, Master, Senior Brother, they should have arrived long ago, why can't we see them?" High in the sky, Mu Xueer turned her head from side to side, pouted her mouth as if she was looking for something.

Hearing Mu Xueer's words, Wu Fang's spiritual sense moved, and powerful spiritual consciousness swept across the entire imperial city.

In an instant, his consciousness was locked on a figure below, and then his brows were wrinkled, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

Chi!
The Shenhong flashed across, Wu Fang and Mu Xueer appeared behind that figure in an instant.

This is a man wearing a black hat and a large black robe. The moment Wu Fang appeared, his body tensed up suddenly, and a killing intent came out through his body.

"Master?"

However, when a tentative cry sounded, the man's killing intent collapsed, and his body trembled slightly.

"Xue'er, suzerain, you..." The man turned around with a trembling voice, his appearance was hidden by the black hat.

"Who hurt you!" Wu Fang said in a low voice, and with a wave of his hand, the large black robe and black hat that covered the man's body exploded at the same time.

It was a body covered in bloodstains all over the body, and there were several shocking holes in the chest. Although it had been treated, the blood was still flowing, and there was also the missing left arm.

"Master...you..." Looking at the seriously injured Bai Feng, Mu Xueer fell into Wu Fang's arms before finishing her sentence, and burst into tears uncontrollably.

"What's going on!" Wu Fang wiped Mu Xue'er's tears with one hand, and shot several rays of light over Bai Feng's body with the other to heal his injuries, and asked at the same time.

"It's all him!"

Facing Wu Fang's gaze, Bai Feng took a deep breath, and suddenly stretched out his right hand to point at Sanctuary Han Yang on the circular high platform, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Listening to Bai Feng's narration, Wu Fang's eyes became colder and colder, the surrounding air became stagnant, and a biting chill permeated the air.

Bai Feng originally brought a group of disciples to the imperial city ahead of time, but after Han Yang in the Sanctuary learned that they were from Ziyun Sect, he couldn't help but slaughter them immediately.

The 36 disciples all died tragically by the opponent's sword.If he hadn't used Gao Shifu to anger Tang Lian, he might have died tragically by the opponent's sword.But although he escaped successfully, he was still seriously injured, and even his left arm was cut off.

"Why! What kind of enmity does Ziyunzong have against him!" Bai Feng roared, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was exposed.

"Maybe it's because of me." With a sigh, Wu Fang walked away. The reason why the other party hated Purple Cloud Sect might not only be because he snatched the illusion seed, but also snatched the other party's Yuanli puppet.

boom!
With a loud noise, Wu Fang landed on the circular high platform.

"This... Who is this guy who popped up out of nowhere!"

"Is he crazy? This is the final of the yellow list battle!"

"What the hell is he trying to do!"

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When Wu Fang appeared on the circular high platform, the spectators around were stunned for a moment, and after they realized it, various voices rang out intertwined.

"It's him!" On the rostrum, the graceful woman in black gauze exclaimed in shock.

"Leng Yan, do you know him?" The two people beside the graceful woman were puzzled.

"He is the suzerain of Ziyun Sect, the ninth person of the mysterious card!" The graceful woman bit her lips lightly, she didn't say how she and Wu Fang met, but only revealed the latter's identity.

"Who! How dare you make trouble here!" Just when the other two envoys on the rostrum were surprised, the referee on the high platform shouted at Wu Fang.

However, before the words in his mouth fell, with a bang, the whole person flew out like a cannonball, and then slammed into a Qionglou.

"He... he actually made a move on the referee!" Suddenly, all the spectators fell into a stupor, looking at Wu Fang in disbelief.

On the circular high platform, the nine finalists frowned at the same time.

Han Yang took a step forward and met Wu Fang's eyes: "I saw you in the ruins! That old man is your master? Where is he!"

"Damn you!" Wu Fang uttered four cold syllables.

"The God of Absolute Beginning is Hidden!"

Sensing Wu Fang's killing intent, Han Yang's heart inexplicably felt a chill, and he took the lead without hesitation.

He only heard a loud shout, and then he held a long sword and danced in an orderly manner.Every time the long sword is swung, a huge aura will condense on the tip of the sword.This momentum continued to accumulate until the golden sword glow shone like the sun.

"Who the hell is he! This is Han Yang's move, and it's the strongest move!" On the round stage, the other eight finalists stared at Han Yang's dancing figure in amazement.In the beginning, Shen Yin, this is a sword technique that can only be practiced by each generation of descendants in the sanctuary. It is extremely difficult to practice, but once it is practiced, the sword's power is extremely terrifying.

As the number of sword moves in Han Yang's hand increased, the golden light on the tip of the sword became more and more. When the sword's momentum reached its peak, the sword light intertwined into a golden unicorn.

Amidst the sound of sword chanting, the golden unicorn made of sword light rushed towards Wu Fang with lightning speed.

"die!"

After the cold one-character syllable fell, Wu Fang stretched out his right hand, and shook it suddenly in the direction of Han Yang from the air.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the golden unicorn shattered, and before Han Yang could even scream, he was crushed by an invisible force, and his body exploded with a bang, splashing blood and flesh all over the sky.

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Broken flesh and blood fell on the circular high platform with a low, muffled sound.

Everyone, including the eight finalists and the three envoys, lost their voices for a moment, staring blankly at the high platform and at Wu Fang's figure.

"Han Yang is dead... dead!"

I don't know how long there was silence in the field, and finally someone was the first to let out an exclamation.

The next moment, the arena boiled, and everyone swallowed their saliva, and the eyes that looked at Wu Fang were like looking at a monster.

The opponent appeared on the high platform within a few seconds, and directly killed the most powerful candidate for the yellow list champion!

The other eight finalists also recovered from their astonishment, glanced at the flesh and blood on the stage, and then met Wu Fang's gaze. They seemed to be afraid that the ending would be the same as Han Yang, and immediately flew away in fright.

This guy who seems to be only in his twenties is really terrifying!

"Your strength?" The graceful woman in black gauze took a deep breath and came to Wu Fang with surprise written all over her face.

As the envoy of the Fengshen Pavilion, the head of the seven major forces, she is in charge of one side and responsible for distributing mysterious cards.But right now, she can't see through this mysterious man who has dealt with many times!

"Where is the Sanctuary Lord?"

Wu Fang glanced at the graceful woman, spit out a faint voice, and flew to the floating island.

(End of this chapter)