Ancient Divine Dragon Transform

The black broadsword hacked at the Longsword and took the opportunity to descend. The strength of the direct disciple was fully displayed.

There was no need to talk about life and death. Since he wasn't going to step down, then he had to have the will to die.

The elite disciples didn't even have the chance to admit defeat before they were split in half by the black broadsword.

Blood splattered everywhere, and his internal organs flowed all over the ground. The air was filled with the thick smell of blood, causing the spectating disciples to involuntarily step back.

So powerful!

Although that slash wasn't at its full power, it already had the attack power of the Transcending Mortality Stage.

"It seems like the several popular direct disciples this time are all very strong!" I think among the elite disciples, only Feng Hun can fight against them. "

"The sect has three spots, while the second-rate sect and the royal family only have five. The last place would be the most exciting. It's just that it would be best if they did not meet ahead of time. "

Meng Liangjun nodded his head, if he met these seeded participants in advance, it was very likely for others to take advantage of them and enter.

This was not a spar. In a battle of life and death, he would use his full strength. Even if he didn't die, he would still be severely injured. He wouldn't even have the chance to challenge her later on.

"Look. That's Xu Jin." "One move, I didn't expect him to win in one move."

As one of the disciples pointed, he saw a tall and cold young man standing in the middle of the arena. The Longsword in his hand dripped with fresh blood, and there was a corpse on the ground.

Those were the elites of the elite disciples. They couldn't even withstand a single blow.

"Un, you have truly disappointed me!" If all the elite disciples are like this, then it's best that they don't come up. Otherwise, after this time, at least half of the top 50 ranks will be replaced. "

Xu Jin wiped the corpse with his sword, a look of disdain on his face.

Arrogant!

Whether it was Nangong Waner or Xu Jin, although they were both powerful, each of them was more arrogant than the other.

If their strength was about the same, then so be it. But the difference in power was so great, they had the ability to avoid killing.

As fellow disciples, they had been merciless the moment they attacked. This caused many of the surrounding disciples to feel discontent.

Tsk, what are you clamoring for? If Eldest Brother was here, he would have been able to kill you with a single slash! " A disciple said angrily.

"Exactly, what is there to be arrogant about?" The sect has given you direct disciples a lot of resources. If we could have that much cultivation resources, we wouldn't be much worse off than you. "

"If you want to submit, then submit to Eldest Brother. Eldest Brother doesn't have much cultivation resources from the sect. The Eldest Brother is a genius, you guys are not even fit to help him carry his shoes. "

Many disciples started to shout.

The viciousness of the direct disciples made them all start to look forward to Yun Fan.

Compared to these direct disciples, regardless of whether or not Yun Fan's strength was stronger than them, Yun Fan would not do such a heavy blow to his peers. The most precious thing was that Yun Fan was strong, but not arrogant.

"I've heard of the brat you guys were talking about, but I haven't seen him until now." You can't be afraid, right? Don't worry, as long as he dares to come, this will be an example. "

Xu Jin pointed at the corpse on the ground and walked off the stage.

Not only him, other direct disciples had also heard of Yun Fan. In their eyes, Yun Fan was just a fella seeking fame.

On a spectator stand at the side, Xu Guanghui lowered his eyebrows. Not just him, even An Zheng and Gongliang Bo felt the same way.

"It seems that the disciples of the sect are getting worse and worse!"

Liu Wenzhu who was silent suddenly spoke out, causing the few of them to have ugly expressions.

They knew that Liu Wenzhu wasn't talking about just one person, but all of the direct disciples.

"Indeed, he's a bit arrogant, but as a young man, it's impossible for him to be arrogant with such strength!" An Zhengping sighed.

"You can be arrogant, but you have to see it as something important. To put it bluntly, with their current state and strength, even if they were to participate in the Dragon Ranking battle, they would just be cannon fodder. "

The few of them did not say a word, as they understood what the Dragon Ranking meant. This was a battle between geniuses!

Only geniuses would be able to participate. If he was not a genius amongst geniuses, he was truly cannon fodder.

Although their disciples were not bad, they were still within the sect. Once out of the sect, the only thing you can do is let them die faster.

"Is Yun Fan still not back yet?" Xu Guanghui suddenly said.

"No, not even I have heard from him. However, if you were to rely on him to teach your disciples a lesson, I don't think it's likely.

That kid's strength isn't bad, but he's still too young. If he is given another year's time, your disciples in his hands, will definitely not be able to hold on for more than three moves. "

Liu Wenzhu did not have any expression, there was no doubt about Yun Fan's strength. But these disciples had been nurtured for so many years, it would be hard for Yun Fan to crush them.

"Elder Xu, although we had an agreement with that kid earlier. But I want you to give him a few years. Right now, if you want to fight over the Dragon Ranking, maybe you can fight for the right to become a Dragon Ranking, but it's too difficult to get a rank. "

Xu Guanghui nodded, and not only him, even Gongliang Bo and the others felt the same way.

If a genius was exposed too early, it would easily lead to a fatal disaster.

Floating Cloud Sect had not been on the list for so many years, they did not place their hopes on their respective disciples.

Everyone's gazes could not help but turn towards the stage. Even An Yongqiang and Baili Wuhen who were behind them also killed their opponents in one move. These strong direct disciples seemed to be competing with each other. Xu Guanghui and the rest shook their heads.

Soon, the second round of lots was over and the disciples battling in the ten arenas were once again.

After the first round and the second round had begun, many of the disciples on stage prayed in their hearts that they would not encounter too many direct disciples.

However, when they saw Nangong Waner's ice-cold smile, they were momentarily stunned on the spot.

"Stop wasting time. Go down or die. Choose!"

Amidst the uproar of the crowd, the disciples that were battling walked down. Since there was no hope for them to become the last three, there was no need for them to lose their lives.

"They came to compete just like that? I really wonder what the both of you are thinking."

Nangong Waner raised his head and sighed.

As a direct disciple, the reason why he had trained so hard for so many years was so that he could attract attention. She did it, her eyes shining, her head held higher.

"The Eldest Brother is here!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the surrounding disciples, causing the entire Large Competition Field to boil.

"Eldest Brother …"

Although they couldn't see the crowd, most of the disciples still shouted out loud. It was like a storm had swept across the entire Large Competition Field.

Needless to say more, Yun Fan's prestige did not change at this moment.

The gazes that had been gathered on the ten rings were all directed in one direction. It was as if a king had returned, and the generals were respectfully welcoming him.

"Yun Fan, get the hell over here if you dare!"