"Why do I always feel familiar with this person? Could it be that he is the young monk who stole my space ring and escaped?"
"No, that's not right. The young monk's strength three years ago was only at the first level of the realm. Even if his qualifications were unparalleled, it would be impossible for him to be promoted to the eighth level in just three years."
King Huanmi stared at Wang Fan and muttered to himself.
In fact, she had used her mental power to carefully investigate almost most of the monks present, especially those who participated in the battle.
It was not that she had never doubted Wang Fan, but Wang Fan was too strong, so she gave up her doubts. .??.
After all, Wang Fan's strength was only at the first level, but now he has reached the eighth level. She simply did not believe that a person's strength could improve so quickly.
Although Wang Fan hid his strength, with King Huanmi's cultivation, he was naturally able to detect Wang Fan's true strength.
Wang Fan didn't know that King Huanmi in the audience had already set his sights on him. He looked at the ferocious-looking Ge Liang with disdain in his eyes, "Stop talking nonsense. If you want to kill me, just come over."
Along with the sound, Wang Fan's aura suddenly began to surge wildly. In just a moment, his strength increased to the fifth level.
Feeling this scene, not only Ge Liang's expression changed drastically, but even He Zhengren's expression turned livid in an instant.
None of them expected that Wang Fan could actually be so evil, and his cultivation level could be raised to the fifth level in an instant.
Oh my god, how much strength does this guy hide? Is his strength really at the fifth level, or is there something else hidden?
Ge Liang's face also began to sob violently, and his eyes were full of shock. But soon, the shock in his eyes disappeared, and was replaced by ferocious look.
"So what if you are on the fifth level? I, Ge Liang, still want to kill you!" Ge Liang shouted crazily, and with a flash of his right hand, he had already grabbed a wooden sculpture.
The wood carving was black, and the carving was of an old man with black hair. The moment the wood carving was taken out, a strange and powerful aura spread out.
"Those who are pretending to be gods and ghosts, you will die!" Ge Liang quickly formed the seal with both hands, shouted again, waved his right hand, and the wood sculpture instantly attacked Wang Fan crazily.
The sound of whining resounded, and the moment the wooden sculpture flew out, it suddenly grew in size. When it approached Wang Fan, it had completely turned into the size of an adult.
A terrifying coercion emerged, with streaks of purple light flashing within it, setting off a killing force that filled the sky, and swept towards Wang Fan crazily.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, flashing a strange color.
Over the years, he has met many monks and encountered many opponents, but he has never seen an attack method similar to Ge Liang's.
Within the wooden sculpture, he felt an extremely terrifying aura of destruction, but the aura of destruction could not be fully activated.
Wang Fan did not choose to collide with the wooden sculpture, nor did he let the purple light wrap around his body. Instead, he stepped back and suddenly waved his hands.
I saw his left hand swiping in the air, and a long bow condensed from spiritual energy suddenly took shape. Then he moved his right hand, and a spiritual energy arrow appeared.
Wang Fan grabbed the bow with his left hand and pulled it backwards. With his right hand, he placed the arrow on the curved bow, pulled it to a full moon, and then shot it out fiercely.
With a whooshing sound, in an instant, the arrows formed by the spiritual energy had transformed into countless numbers and shot towards the purple light crazily.
However, when those arrows hit the purple light, they were like hitting steel eggs and instantly shattered.
, the collapse did not have much impact on the purple light.
Wang Fan couldn't help but change his expression slightly, his hands suddenly danced, and his mental power surged out crazily, forming a barrier directly in front of him.
The purple light soon hit the barrier, and with a roaring sound, the barrier collapsed.
Wang Fan looked at this scene, his expression changed again, and then he retreated.
This purple light is really weird, like a void, but it can hurt people.
As a last resort, he could only mobilize his spiritual energy, form a series of defenses on his body, and then rush towards the purple light.
He wanted to see what this purple light was and how powerful it was.
Soon, Wang Fan rushed to the purple light and punched it. ??
The moment he punched out, violent energy suddenly emerged and rushed towards the purple light, but it still had no impact on it.
The purple light quickly broke through the violent vortex of air waves and intertwined with Wang Fan's body.
After the purple light entangled Wang Fan, it did not have any impact on Wang Fan's flesh and blood, but instead attacked his mind crazily.
"Soul attack?" Wang Fan finally understood why his attack had no effect on the purple light. After working for a long time, this purple light turned out to be a soul attack.
After realizing that the purple light was a soul attack, he was completely relieved and concentrated his mental power to attack the purple light crazily.
Even the powerful Yuanshen couldn't control his mind and seize his body, let alone Ge Liang, who was on the fifth level.
"Death!" When Ge Liang saw the purple light entering Wang Fan's body, he couldn't help but laugh ferociously, and dodged towards Wang Fan.
This wood carving was obtained in a secret place after he experienced nine deaths. It is extremely powerful and only effective for the soul.
With this wooden carving, he even surpassed the level and killed powerful men who had passed the eighth level.
Originally, this wood carving would be his trump card, and he would never use it against Wang Fan.
But after discovering that Wang Fan's strength had actually risen to the fifth level, he became a little timid, so he used this thing immediately.
The purple light hitting Wang Fan's mind will definitely make Wang Fan dizzy for a short time, and this moment is enough for him to kill Wang Fan.
"This..." Looking at Wang Fan who suddenly became motionless after the purple light penetrated his body, and then looking at Ge Liang who rushed towards Wang Fan crazily, Gong Xiangheng's expression suddenly changed.
He never thought that Ge Liang would have such a treasure. Could it be that Wang Fan would be eliminated in the first round or even killed?
If that happens, doesn't it mean that Wushuang City will be at the bottom again?
Not only Gong Xiangheng, but also the city lord of Hemu City and Zhengren also had a strange light shining in their eyes.
It was not that he was surprised that Ge Liang could defeat Wang Fan, but he did not expect that Ge Liang would have such a treasure.
His eyes, which were looking at the huge wooden sculpture in mid-air, began to flicker, and there was a hint of greed in them.
At the same time, both on and off the battlefield, countless monks' expressions became fearful.
They all felt that the wood carving was not simple, and they had already guessed Wang Fan's ending.
Defeat is decided!
At this moment, Ge Liang arrived in front of Wang Fan in a flash. He grabbed a dagger in his right hand and slashed at Wang Fan's head without hesitation.
At this time, Wang Fan was still in a state of confusion, as if he was unaware of anything.
This chapter has been completed!