Almost at the moment when he shouted these four words, the Sword Master in Tsing Yi seemed to have turned into a sword and rushed towards Wang Fan to kill him.
Wherever the sword light passed, cracks were cut into the void, and the terrifying power of the sword shook the surroundings, as if even the space battlefield was about to be torn apart.
Wang Fan felt solemn in his heart, but he didn't have much fear.
Almost at the moment when the Tsing Yi Sword Master came to kill him, he had already taken out the divine sword and performed the seventh form of the divine sword.
The seventh form of the Divine Sword with all your strength.
Because Wang Fan felt a strong sense of danger, the sword of the Tsing Yi Sword Master was really too strong.
This is the secret technique used by the Tsing Yi Sword Master by burning his essence and blood, and it can be called the most powerful sword.
If he doesn't use the seventh form of the Divine Sword, it will be difficult to resist him.
Amidst the rumbling sounds, the two sword lights quickly collided.
At the moment of collision, time seemed to stand still.
The next second, a popping sound was heard, and a figure staggered back at lightning speed.
Before the person even landed on the ground, his whole person had been torn into pieces.
"no no!!!"
The crowd watching the battle below vaguely heard an unwilling roar, but the roar quickly dissipated.
Wang Fan stood proudly in the void, his face pale and colorless, but his body stood upright.
He won, but the victory was too difficult.
There was a brief silence, followed by thunderous screams and roars from the crowd.
There was enthusiasm in the eyes of countless people.
The power of Wang Fan's previous sword was too powerful, and it was too unbelievable.
If Wang Fan had used this sword when he was fighting Mo Gao, some people would even wonder if Mo Gao would be cut in half.
Among the crowd, Mo Gao was naturally watching the battle.
Seeing Wang Fan's sword, solemnity and fear appeared in his eyes.
Although he is not in a space battle
In the field, he is not at the core of the sword storm.
But Wang Fan's sword strike earlier did give him a feeling of extreme danger.
Not only Wang Fan's sword, but even the Qingyi Sword Master's sword felt very terrifying to him.
On the high platform, the golden-armored monk who was in charge, Ye Wu, suddenly stood up.
There was also light in his eyes when he looked at Wang Fan.
Such a talented person must be taken under his wing, and he must not take advantage of others.
Otherwise, the referee who is sitting in charge will be blinded in vain.
Wang Fan defeated the Tsing Yi Sword Master, successfully entered the top one thousand, and successfully obtained the quota to enter the Domain Lord's Mansion.
At this moment, Mrs. Ning and Ning Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The surprise Wang Fan brought them was really too big.
Not only Wang Fan, but among the ten people in this batch, besides Wang Fan, monk Huihai and the Taoist nun also entered the top one thousand.
In other words, there are three people in the Ning Mansion who have successfully passed the selection assessment of the Territory Lord Mansion.
This was simply unimaginable in the past.
Even if it's just like this, the Ning family can get a lot of rewards.
If Wang Fan and the other two perform better in the future and achieve good rankings, the rewards they will receive will be bigger and more generous.
When the selection was over, the old man who presided over appeared on the high platform.
He said loudly: "Welcome everyone, join our Domain Lord's Mansion. Next, we will conduct the final round of assessment, which is the ranking battle."
"This final ranking battle is not about you fighting each other to eliminate each other, but you will enter a foreign land and compete with those strong men from foreign lands."
"Every time you kill a powerful foreigner, you will receive corresponding merit points, and you will be ranked based on merit points in the end.
The higher the ranking, the better the conditions will be after joining the Domain Lord's Mansion."
"It's just that I want to remind you that in a foreign land, you are likely to meet the geniuses from the other eight regions of China. When the time comes, you can each rely on your own abilities."
"This foreign assessment will last for half a month. I wish you all good luck."
The old man said and tossed it casually, and a spaceship appeared in the square.
Thousands of geniuses boarded the spaceship while discussing.
Wang Fan was a little confused. He went to Manghuang and asked, "Do you know what this foreign land is?"
This guy Manghuang was also very lucky and successfully entered the top thousand.
When he heard Wang Fan's words, he immediately chuckled and said: "Of course I know, that is a great place, with countless treasures of heaven and earth, and a lot of cultivation resources."
"Of course, the danger is also great, but with the strength of you and me, there shouldn't be any problem. As long as we don't encounter those experienced madmen from the other eight regions, there should be no danger."
When Wang Fan heard this, his heart moved slightly.
At this moment, the sky was already exploding outside.
Many people looked at Wang Fan and others with envy.
The Territory Lord's Mansion controls many resources that big families have never had the opportunity to obtain, and this foreign land is one of them.
In other words, it is no longer a resource, but a small secret realm.
There are countless resources there, and there are many monks who have risen from foreign lands.
Wang Fan was deep in thought, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Can I bring my family members with me?"
He thought of Yao Ling'er. He went to a foreign space. What would Yao Ling'er do here?
The corner of Manghuang's mouth twitched: "You thought I was going to your house? Don't worry, it's only half a month, and I will be out soon. The sister-in-law will not be in danger."
"Sister-in-law?" Wang Fan's face turned dark. What do you call her?
But Manghuang has already said so, and since the matter is urgent, they are going to go out now
Fa, Wang Fan had no choice but to board the spaceship.
About an hour later, several people arrived in front of an old castle.
There were countless strong people around the castle, but Wang Fan felt the aura that palpitated his heart just after entering the castle.
Inside the castle, on the first floor, there is a huge teleportation array.
A group of thousands of people boarded the teleportation array one after another and then disappeared.
When Wang Fan's vision became clear, a city already appeared in front of him.
A huge city, and beside him were other monks.
The monks looked at the city in front of them and rushed in excitedly without any hesitation.
Wang Fan was ashamed, but he was not idle either. He also flashed and disappeared quickly.
Just as Manghuang wanted to come find Wang Fan to be with him, Wang Fan had already disappeared.
He couldn't help but curl his lips in frustration: "You're not kind, it seems you have to be more careful."
With that said, he quickly entered the city.
Wang Fan entered the city and immediately felt a gloomy atmosphere, and his whole body felt chilly.
This kind of place made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable and disliked it very much.
As for the opportunity, he didn't see it.
"Is there any chance in this place?" Wang Fan murmured, expressing doubt.
At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in front of him. The strange thing was that Wang Fan couldn't feel the other person's cultivation at all.
The man looked at Wang Fan and said directly: "Would you like to form a team? If you act alone here, you will only die faster."
Wang Fan frowned: "No need, I'm not afraid of death."
Just kidding, he didn't even bring Manghuang with him, so he would bring someone else with him?
The most important thing is that he doesn't know this person at all. This person is obviously not one of the thousand people who have passed the selection of the Territory Lord's Mansion.
In this case, it is naturally impossible to form a team.
This chapter has been completed!