Mysterious Unparalleled Draw

In order to facilitate the management of the hundreds of thousands of outer sect disciples in the Holy Land at the beginning of the Dao, it was divided into dozens of courtyards for living and management.

Xiao Fan, Li Hua and the others belonged to the Zidian Academy, and they queued up at a place in the southeast corner.

When Xiao Fan walked over, everyone had already arrived. The elders of the mission hall above the sky explained the missions of the outer disciples of each courtyard one by one, and then they left on the cloud.

At this moment, Li Hua, who had not seen him for a long time, walked straight to Xiao Fan, looking at Xiao Fan with sincerity.

"Xiao Fan, you really don't intend to go with us? In the ruins of the sword pavilion, there are countless people from the blood demon clan. Although the cultivation base is only in the transcendent realm, once they are surrounded, fighting alone will kill people!"

Xiao Fan shook his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm used to being alone. However, thank you Brother Li for your kindness."

At this time, a young man behind Li Hua cast a glance at Xiao Fan, and said lightly: "Li Hua, this is the helper you want to ask? The cultivation base is average, and you are so arrogant. I'm afraid that if you follow us, it will only be a hindrance."

Xiao Fan frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Seeing this, Li Hua smiled awkwardly and explained, "Xiao Fan has the ambition of an ascetic cultivator and is used to being alone, so it's not surprising, everyone, don't misunderstand."

The young man snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, the ambition of an ascetic? Just like him, is he worth mentioning an ascetic?"

"What did you say?" Xiao Fan raised his brows, a look of evil spirit flashed in his eyes.

"You seem to be very dissatisfied? But the mere cultivation of the extraordinary fifth-layer heaven is just that. It may be rare in the mundane world, but in the Holy Land at the beginning of the Dao, it is a lot. I want to see, what is your dissatisfaction? !"

As soon as the words fell, the young man jumped up, like a Dapeng spreading his wings, and suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Fan.

With his appearance, a stern aura spread suddenly, and the people around suddenly felt a strong pressure, like a mountain pressing the top, forcibly crowded over.

Especially Xiao Fan, the feeling is more profound, he only feels that there is a sea of ​​corpses and blood in front of him.

Seeing that someone here was ready to make a move, the people around suddenly dispersed like birds and beasts, and some people stopped to watch.

In the Holy Land at the beginning of the Dao, there are no restrictions on all kinds of fighting challenges, but they can only be clicked. It is strictly forbidden to seriously injure or kill fellow students.

However, this is only for ordinary disciples. If it is a core disciple, or a true disciple, beheading a few outer disciples, and even inner disciples, basically nothing happens, at most it is a fine of salary. That's it.

Seeing the young man jumping out, Li Hua quickly persuaded him: "Prince Daoer, don't be angry, Xiao Fan didn't mean to provoke you, please calm down."

Hearing Li Hua's words, someone around him immediately pointed out the identity of this young man.

"It is said that this Prince Daoer is the prince of a dynasty in the secular world. He has been trained as an apprentice, and his cultivation base was already a supernatural ninth heaven when he started. Now, I'm afraid that he can enter the inner door only with less contribution points."

"Yes, it is said that he has been in the outer sect for five years, and his strength is very terrifying. It is said that in the last Kunlun Mountain mission, he also killed an extraordinary demon of the tenth level, which is really powerful."

"That kid is unlucky. It is said that he failed the last mission of the sect, and he also lost three subordinates of the Transcendent Seventh Heaven. It is no wonder that he has a hot temper at this time."

"It seems that this kid is going to be unlucky today. Maybe the sect tasks that are waiting for him will be affected."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Li Hua's heart tightened, and he glanced at Xiao Fan with a hint of guilt.

The Holy Land at the beginning of the Dao has no distinction of teaching, and it does not refuse all kinds of people who come with teachers to learn arts. Therefore, many people from the super tenth heaven are also in the outer door.

The Daoer Prince in front of him is such a middle-aged man.

These people have some martial arts in their hands, their strength is tyrannical, and they are used to being domineering in the outer sect.

He originally just wanted to find a few good people to complete the sect mission together, but he didn't expect that Prince Daoer, a ruthless man, came to them and demanded to be the leader of the team.

When he saw Xiao Fan here just now, he held a glimmer of hope, hoping to pull Xiao Fan into the team, but he never thought that such a thing would be caused.

Thinking of this, Li Hua said with a hint of apology: "Xiao Fan, you better apologize, don't anger Prince Daoyle."

Xiao Fan raised his brows and said lightly, "Why should I apologize?"

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Chapter [-] Because you are weak! (New book seeking collection, seeking everything)

"Why do you apologize? Because, you are weak!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Fan didn't wait for Xiao Fan to speak, and the sound of a strong wind tearing and an explosion of air came from his ears. A palm, like a magic hand that broke the void, appeared in front of him out of thin air. Like a bone-scraping knife, Xiao Fan had goosebumps all over his body.

Without a word, this Prince Daoer made a bold move!

Xiao Fan gained a little more understanding of this bizarre world.

The strong are respected, the weak eat the strong!

Whether justified or not, a big fist is the last word.

"This is Jiuxing Tiangang Fist, Xiao Fan, be careful!"

Li Hua's voice reached Xiao Fan's ears.

Before Xiao Fan could react, the fist had already appeared in his eyes, a black spot that was constantly magnifying, accompanied by a strong wind like a knife.

This punch was so fierce!

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, Xiao Fan's body suddenly moved, like a hurricane, suddenly shot, punched out, the power of thirty fierce horses suddenly erupted, like a flood that burst a levee, surging.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Prince Doyle's whole person was like a cannonball fired from the chamber, and flew out directly, flying three or four onlookers one after another, screaming in pain.

In the end, he rubbed the ground for dozens of meters, and slammed it on a stone pillar. With a few clicks, the stone pillar could not withstand the huge impact, and a dozen cracks appeared, and the gravel rolled down.

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