The fist wind surged, and Wang Fan's fist hit the sword intent, making a rumbling explosion.
With just one punch, all sword intent collapsed and was destroyed.
Wang Fan's figure did not stop, he stepped forward and continued to hit Wu Yong with his fist.
Wu Yong looked at this scene and his face changed wildly.
He was full of immortal energy and went berserk, swinging his sword and attacking constantly.
However, no matter how fast his sword was, how powerful it was, or how strong his killing intent was, it still had no effect at all under Wang Fan's fist wind.
Wang Fan's fist seemed to be indestructible, destroying everything and destroying everything.
Countless killing swords were shattered by the bombardment, and Wang Fan's body was getting closer and closer to Wu Yong.
Looking at this scene, Wu Yong felt a sense of despair in his heart.
He simply doesn't understand where this pervert came from. Isn't it too strong?
The monks in the audience also opened their mouths in shock, and were all speechless.
This power...
In just an instant, Wang Fan was in front of Wu Yong, his fist fell on Wu Yong, and Wu Yong flew out directly.
Fortunately, Wang Fan only knocked him away and did not attack him harshly, so his injuries were not serious.
"You lost." Wang Fan looked at Wu Yong, uttered three words lightly, and walked away gracefully.
Wu Yong stared blankly at Wang Fan's leaving figure, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.
He felt that in front of Wang Fan, the difference between a baby and a giant was simply incomparable.
If he knew that Wang Fan didn't even have half of his strength in actual combat, he didn't know what he would think.
Lin Xuan's beautiful eyes widened and she looked at Wang Fan with a look of disbelief.
This guy is too strong.
Whether it was the last trial or the first battle today, it was simply amazing.
Compare.
Wang Fan looked at Lin Xuan's incredible eyes and said with a smile, "What's wrong, senior sister, don't you recognize me?"
"You are really a pervert." Lin Xuan muttered feebly, not knowing what to say.
On the other side, Yang Xiao looked at Wang Fan's battle, his expression also gloomy.
This guy was really powerful, and even he felt danger from Wang Fan.
But despite this, Yang Xiao was still sure of killing Wang Fan.
After all, he was a second-level Immortal monk, and without a real fight, he had no idea how terrifying Wang Fan was.
Wang Fan, however, ignored Yang Xiao at all and did not even look at him again.
Although he knew that Yang Xiao had already guessed his identity.
But so what, he is about to join the Divine Sword Sect. Does the Yang family still dare to go to the Divine Sword Sect to kill him?
As for the people from Prince Han's palace coming to the Divine Sword Sect to kill him, that's even more impossible.
He knew that the Divine Sword Sect and Prince Han's Mansion were not in harmony.
What's more, what Wang Fan cares about is only the older generation of powerful people in Prince Han's Mansion and the Yang family. As for the younger generations like Yang Xiao, he doesn't pay attention at all.
If you don't provoke him, forget it. If you dare to provoke him, just kill him directly.
On the battlefield, the battle is still going on.
Along with the battles, some extremely dazzling characters also emerged.
For example, Zhuo Kun, Jiang Xing, Miao Shishi, Zuo Tianwen are on the first level of immortals, as well as Yang Xiao, Gai Tian, Yaoyang and others on the second level of immortals.
These people all performed extremely amazingly, defeating their opponents almost instantly, and they were very powerful.
Of course, this is only for those who view
As far as the monks are concerned, in Wang Fan's eyes, they are just like that.
Wang Fan also watched Yang Xiao's battle. His weapon was a bronze giant hammer. Under the sweep of the giant hammer, the opponent in the same realm was unable to resist and was blown away and completely seriously injured.
Following one battle after another, at noon on the third day, the top three hundred were finally decided.
In the past three days, countless people have gathered here, and no one has left at all, not even the elders of the Divine Sword Sect.
An ordinary person would simply not be able to bear it without eating or drinking for three days.
But to a monk, three days is nothing, just a cup of tea.
Wang Fan's battles have always been easy. No matter what opponent he faces, he can easily defeat him and easily enter the top three hundred.
Lin Xuan also entered the top 300, but it was a bit thrilling.
In the battle among the top 300 finalists, her opponent was extremely powerful. If it hadn't been for luck, she might have been eliminated.
"Congratulations to all the disciples who have successfully advanced to the top three hundred. Congratulations to you for becoming a member of our Divine Sword Sect."
"Now that the entrance examination has ended, the next step is about your identity as a disciple after joining the Divine Sword Sect."
"The first person among you can become the true successor and directly join the sect leader's sect. The second to thirtieth person can be the core, the thirty to one hundred person can be the inner sect, and the one hundred and above can be the outer sect.
"
"You guys, did you hear that clearly?"
The old man in charge looked at Wang Fan and the other three hundred people and said.
"Listen clearly." everyone replied.
When the monks who were watching the ceremony and those who were eliminated heard this, they became excited again.
From a selection of nearly 10,000 people, these 300 people were able to stand out, which is considered extremely evil.
However, next, these three hundred people still
If you want to fight, wouldn't it be more exciting?
The most important thing is that the next battle will not only be limited to battles on the same territory, but there may also be cross-border battles.
So, is there anyone who can cross the border and defeat these monsters?
Let’s wait and see.
"Okay then, I announce that the ranking battle for new disciples will begin now."
"Next, I will arrange for your respective opponents to fight on the stage. The loser will still have a chance to challenge, but he can only challenge people of the same level or a higher level."
The old man who presided over finished speaking and then began to read the name.
The vast void became quiet at this moment, and everyone was waiting for the battle to begin.
Because the battle that follows will definitely be extremely exciting.
At the same time, they also want to see what achievements the most dazzling figures will achieve.
Lin Xuan stood next to Wang Fan, looking slightly nervous.
In fact, she should be nervous.
Because among the next three hundred people, there were not many weak ones, at least no one who was obviously weaker than her.
Wang Fan seemed very calm, because he would not be afraid no matter who he faced.
Of course, he never thought about winning the first place, he just needed to become an inner disciple.
The inner disciples are considered true disciples of the Divine Sword Sect. No matter whether it is the Yang family or the Han Palace, they will never dare to mess around again.
At least, they didn't dare to kill the inner disciples of the Divine Sword Sect openly, they only dared to do it secretly.
Forget it, the Yang family can't afford to offend the Divine Sword Sect at all. Although Prince Han's Mansion is as famous as the Divine Sword Sect, if he dares to kill the inner sect of the Divine Sword Sect openly, doesn't that mean that the Divine Sword Sect can also kill Han Han without restraint?
The core of the palace?
There are some rules that they still dare not break because no one can afford the consequences.
This chapter has been completed!