"Rashomon, who has a treasured weapon, and Senior Brother Wanluo all lost. Senior Brother Ye Nantian lost unjustly."
"It's not unfair at all. Fang Han is a master who has entered the secret realm of supernatural powers."
"I wonder if Fang Han will take away the Eight Desolations Divine Sword?"
"No way, according to the rules, even if you lose, you don't have the right to take away your opponent's magic weapon."
"That's not necessarily true. This Fang Han is overbearing. He dared to contradict Senior Brother Hua Tiandu before he reached the secret realm of magical power. How can he do it now? Maybe he will really take away the Eight Desolations Divine Sword."
"Yes, last time I went to Wanluo Peak, I saw Senior Brother Cang practicing his magic power and catching a galloping horse. But he was not as powerful as Fang Han. You must know that Senior Brother Cang was promoted to the secret realm of magical power five years ago and practiced in seclusion for five years.
, enhance the magic power, but the magic power is not as high as Fang Han, nor can he use it as skillfully."
"Really? Then this Fang Han is really terrifying. It seems that challenging Senior Brother Hua is not just arrogance."............
Ye Nantian failed. He was beaten until blood spurted out, and he fell off the ring. His martial arts skills were completely disabled, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead. This once again shocked all the disciples in the inner and outer sects. Although they knew that Fang Han was tyrannical, they did not expect it.
Fang Han was so tyrannical that his magic power was not obscure at all, as if he had practiced it for many years.
At this time, Fang Han was both mysterious and terrifying in the minds of these disciples.
"The Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon? This is the magical power of the ancient dragon clan. Not many people know it now. How could he know it?" At this time, several elders were also discussing.
"Maybe Fang Qingxue taught it to him."
"Lingxiao, am I just going to accept this Divine Wood Needle?" At this moment, Jialan calmed down, and with a swipe of her hand, the Milky Way Bracelet returned to her wrist, and that day the Divine Wood Needle also fell on her wrist.
in hand.
Lingxiao's face twitched, and he also felt heartache after losing this divine tree needle. This divine needle is a treasure condensed from the heart of wood for tens of thousands of years. The energy of green wood can clear the meridians and enlighten mortals.
"Ye Nantian, I said, you will regret it. I'll ruin your martial arts and see how arrogant you will be in the future? Why bother? If you didn't provoke me, I would have saved a little today to make you look good. Where can I
It will end up like this, with no face left, and the person will become a useless person." Fang Han listened to the discussion below the ring, his face remained motionless, looking at Ye Nantian who fell off the ring, and said cold and ridiculing words.
Ye Nantian was extremely energetic. Although all the bones in his body were broken, he still had the consciousness to not faint. He looked at Fang Han with resentful eyes, as if he wanted to take Fang Han into hell. The strong hatred was overwhelming, but his body
Can't move at all.
Fang Han ignored him and went to pick up the "Eight Desolate Divine Swords". He couldn't leave this flying sword to Ye Nantian. Ye Nantian and himself were now sworn enemies, and Fang Han wanted to find a rightful person.
If you have the opportunity to kill him, how can you leave a treasure to the enemy? Even if it is against the rules, you have to find an excuse to swallow it by force.
As for the Rashomon, forget it, although I want to swallow it. But if the things from Wanluo Peak offend "Zhongtiandu", and then offend Nanwanluo, I'm afraid it will be really difficult to deal with the consequences.
But just when he was about to pick up the Eight Desolations Divine Sword, he suddenly felt a stream of air ejected from Rashomon, which actually sucked the Eight Desolations Divine Sword in. Then the air flow stopped, and the muscles and veins of the person who fell under the ring were exhausted.
The broken Ye Nantian also sucked it in.
"Is this?" Fang Han sensed the danger from it and did not take action. All the disciples also stopped talking and looked at the Rashomon that was rising slowly. A voice came from the door: "There is actually a disciple who has been promoted to magical power.
The secret realm is a blessing for my Ascension Sect. However, there is no need for disciples from the same sect to fight to the death. It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. I took Ye Nantian away, and this is the end of it. Fang Han, don’t find fault with Ye Nantian in the future.
Yes, as a master of magical powers, you should be more open-minded."
"It's Senior Brother Wanluo!"
"Yes, it's Senior Brother Wanluo's voice."
Many inner sect disciples who had been in the Yuhua Sect for many years were shocked, because what came out of the Rashomon was Nan Wanluo's voice.
"Hmph! This Wan Luo is obviously trying to get sidetracked. Is he more open-minded? I have a broad mind, but I'm afraid Ye Nantian won't be so. A deadly feud has been forged. It will be difficult to deal with the aftermath unless the soul is beaten to pieces." Fang Han heard that Wan Luo was not open-minded.
Luo's words made his heart feel cold, but he changed his tone of voice: "That's natural. I have cultivated magical powers, and I won't be able to see the same things as Junior Brother Ye."
"That's good."
Wan Luo said three words in the Rashomon Gate, and the entire gate suddenly shrank and turned into a ball of light and shadow. When it moved upward, the shadow disappeared, and it was obvious that it had returned to Wan Luo Peak.
"Fang Han wins!"
A "semi-elder" who presided over the meeting just stepped up to the stage and announced that Fang Han had won. Fang Han did not show any joy, but walked down the stage step by step, but did not return to his original place, but walked around thinking.
He asked Fang Qingwei, and the disciples standing in front of him saw him coming and avoided him, for fear of offending this master of magical powers.
"Fang Han! What do you want to do!"
Fang Qingwei saw Fang Han coming over with a sharp look on her face: "Are you trying to do something bad to me? Huh! I have to tell my sister when she gets out of prison? Let's see how you explain it to her then."
"Really?" Fang Han grabbed his hand, and Fang Qingwei was immediately wrapped in an invisible force. Her body was pulled over and fell to Fang Han's side: "I don't want to do anything to you, I just want to tell you! Last time
I told you that any man who approaches you will be beaten every time I see him, and this Ye Nantian is no exception, his martial arts skills are completely useless, and you have to take care of yourself."
After finishing speaking, Fang Han sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes to rest, and ignored the complicated looks of other disciples.
Fang Qingwei gritted her teeth, moved secretly, suddenly got into the crowd of disciples, crowded out, and fled Shanhe Courtyard. She didn't know where she went. Fang Han didn't care about her.
boom!
On another arena, the Sound Killing Demon Sword flew out, splitting an inner disciple's flying sword into two pieces and falling to the ground. The inner disciple's face turned pale and he immediately gave up.
Princess Hongyi returned victorious and sat down next to Fang Han: "Fang Han, your accent is so powerful that the demon-killing sword is so powerful! It seems that this time I may be able to enter the top ten of the mountain and river rankings."
"Be careful and don't get entangled when you meet a master." Fang Han nodded.
Next, the competition of the Mountain and River Ranking continued. Disciples from all sides showed off their magical powers. Some disciples used magic talismans extremely skillfully and performed outstandingly. However, no matter how outstanding the disciples were, they could not attract attention because they were unable to attract attention.
The news that Han has been promoted to the Secret Realm of Supernatural Powers is really shocking. The wonderful performance of any disciple is nothing compared to his.
As for Fang Han's competition, as soon as it was his turn, those disciples would automatically admit defeat.
This competition lasted until the evening, and most of the disciples had decided the winner. Only the last few rounds were left! Princess Hongyi really made it to the top ten on the mountain and river rankings.
At this moment, the elder began to announce the list again.