After seeing the result, Leng Hantian looked proud and stepped directly onto the ring.
He has reached the peak of Da Luo Immortal at just eight hundred years old. This strength is enough to make him look proud of his peers.
Because of this, in his heart, it doesn't matter who his opponent is. In short, the final winner of this battle can only be himself.
As soon as he appeared on the stage, the audience burst into cheers. There were many admirers not only in Bingyun Valley, but also in Flame Temple and Black Tiger Gate.
This has nothing to do with the sect, it is a reverence for the strong.
These people cheered, shouted, and applauded one by one, as if the outcome of the game had been decided.
"quiet!"
Gongyang Jian's majestic voice resounded throughout the audience, and the audience fell silent instantly.
"Proceed as planned and draw lots as soon as possible."
After he gave the order, Leng Binghuang realized that he had not drawn lots yet and reached out to grab the remaining three light balls.
I have the ball of light in my hand. After opening it, there are three small words on it, Ye Bufan.
It was a very strange name. Almost everyone present had never heard of it, but looking at the lineup of Lingyun Sword Sect, it was easy to guess that it was the young man who had never seen him before.
Outsiders didn't know what was going on, but Ling Jianyi and others cheered.
They also knew very well how powerful Leng Hantian was. If anyone else took action, there would be no hope of winning.
But Ye Bufan was different. He was an existence that could overwhelm the entire Lingyun Sword Sect alone. Even Ling Jianfeng was no match for him in his hands.
As long as the Supreme Sect Leader takes action, let alone Leng Hantian, even the entire Bingyun Valley will be affected.
But the cheers from the Lingyun Sword Sect were met with sneers.
In the eyes of other sects, the reason why these people cheered was because Tian Ji was racing horses. They felt that Leng Hantian's quota had been used up with the weakest opponent, so they were so excited.
Ye Bufan soared into the sky, the clouds were light and the wind was gentle, and he stepped onto the ring step by step.
Leng Hantian put his hands behind his back and looked proud.
He didn't take any of his peers from the four major sects seriously, let alone a young boy he had never met before.
He even felt that it would be a complete shame for him to draw such a person.
"Boy, get out of here quickly, you don't deserve to let me take action at all!"
What he said was extremely arrogant, but in the ears of others, it was taken for granted.
What kind of cultivation a young boy can have, it is really not worthy of the Daluo Immortal Peak.
But at this moment, a snap sounded in the air.
Ye Bufan's figure flashed past. Many people didn't see clearly how he moved, but there was a bright red slap mark on Leng Hantian's face.
"this……"
The scene was quiet, and everyone looked like they had seen a ghost.
This movement is too fast, it is beyond the range of human sight.
Leng Hantian still stood there with his hands behind his back, his chin raised slightly, his nostrils pointing to the sky, with an arrogant look on his face.
If the sound of the slap in the mouth hadn't been too clear and if the mark of the slap hadn't been so clear, many people would have had hallucinations because of it.
"Give you a chance to say it again!"
Ye Bufan's indifferent voice sounded, telling everyone that these are true.
"You...you actually hit me..."
Leng Hantian was shocked and angry, the arrogance and arrogance on his face disappeared, and his expression became extremely ferocious.
He originally thought that the other party was just an ant, but in the end he was slapped hard in the mouth. How could he accept it?
"Why, haven't you figured it out yet?"
Ye Bufan's figure flashed in front of him again, raised his hand and slapped the other cheek with a big mouth.
Leng Hantian stood there, still not having time to react.
Although he is at the peak level of Daluo Immortal, Ye Bufan killed Donghua Immortal King and fled in all directions, how could he compare to him.
Coupled with the mystery of the flowing light and floating shadow, he didn't even have the slightest chance to react.
The cheeks on both sides of Leng Hantian were already swollen. He shook his head, calmed his mind, and assumed a starting position.
"Boy, come again!"
In his opinion, he just underestimated the enemy too much and allowed the opponent to seize the opportunity.
But as soon as he finished speaking and took up his posture, Ye Bufan's figure came to him and slapped him in the face again.
"Well!"
Leng Hantian was completely stunned. He had been paying full attention just now, but the opponent's speed was too fast.
The palm of his hand was already slapped on his face before his hands could react.
"I kill you!"
Leng Hantian was ashamed and angry. As the sect's number one martial arts genius, and as a strong man at the peak of Daluo Immortal, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
At this moment, he no longer cared about his identity or his face, so he stretched out his hand and took out a long silver knife.
The sword light flashed, forming a brilliant curtain of light.
But at this moment, the figure flashed, Ye Bufan rushed over again, and the sword light disappeared.
When everyone regained their sight, they saw Leng Hantian being held by Ye Bufan's neck and held in his hand.
At this moment, he no longer looked like a master, but just like a struggling chicken.
He struggled desperately but couldn't break free, and his heart was filled with anger and fear.
What is the strength of the other party? How can it be so powerful?
Could it be that he is the Immortal King? But how is that possible? How old is the other party? How can he be stronger than himself?
"Do you know now? If it weren't for being in the ring, you wouldn't have the right to let me take action!"
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he kicked out Leng Hantian hard in the lower abdomen, knocking him off the ring.
At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with turmoil.
The moment the cold weather hits the ground, it proves that the whole game is over.
Lingyun Sword Sect won all three matches and won this round again, finally gaining the token for the Hundred Sects Tournament.
This result exceeded everyone's expectations. They never thought that the strength of Ling Jianyi, Ling Jianfei, and Ling Jiansi would be greatly improved.
I didn't even expect that the two new young people who appeared were stronger than the other, especially the last young man, who was so powerful that Leng Hantian was vulnerable to others.
Everything is shocking, everything is surprising, no one thought that the weakest Lingyun Sword Sect would win the final victory.
Gongyang Jian was somewhat surprised before, but as a powerful person at the level of Immortal King, he quickly regained his composure.
He took one step forward and came to the ring, standing next to Ye Bufan.
"Ye Bufan wins this match. The battle between the four major sects is over. I officially announce that the Lingyun Sword Sect has won the token for the Hundred Sects' Battle for Hegemony!"
His final word directly announced the final result.
Lingyun Sword Sect's side exploded instantly, and everyone cheered with great excitement.
For so many years, they have always been the foil, always the bottom, and always the role that others humiliate.
Today, all the humiliation and unwillingness have been swept away. After the arrival of the Supreme Sect Master, the entire sect has undergone earth-shaking changes.
From now on, the strongest among the four major sects will no longer be Bingyun Valley, but Lingyun Sword Sect.
Some families are happy and some are sad. They are celebrating their victory, while the remaining three sects are in despair.
Especially for Bingyun Valley, I thought it was something in my pocket, but it was taken away by someone else. I couldn't accept it for a while.
"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
Leng Hanchuan originally waited for his fellow disciples to avenge him, but this was the result he was waiting for.
He couldn't bear the blow and jumped out directly.
"This is unfair. Lingyun Sword Sect must have used dirty tricks. The token should belong to me, Bingyun Valley!"