At this time, the Lord of Wutian City was extremely angry.
Yue Ruying was the most evil genius in his city lord's palace, and he also had high hopes for Yue Ruying.
But he never expected that in just the first battle of the Holy Palace selection, Yue Ruying would fall on the battlefield, and she would also fall in the hands of Wang Fan.
Thinking of Wang Fan, he felt even more angry.
This person was supposed to be from his Wutian City, and he was supposed to fight on behalf of his Wutian City, but because of Lu Wujiu, he came to the opposite side of Wutian City, and even powerfully killed the genius of his city lord's mansion.
The cold and angry gaze of Wutian City Lord fell on Lu Wujiu's face, and Lu Wujiu felt very uncomfortable.
He also didn't expect that Wang Fan would be such a monster.
In this way, there is almost no suspense for Wang Fan to join the Holy Palace.
With Wang Fan's current performance, even if he fails to enter the top fifty, the Holy Palace will never mind recruiting another genius like this.
After all, a third-level Immortal Emperor can kill a seventh-level Immortal Emperor. Such strength and talent are absolutely rare even in the Holy Palace.
Compared to the anger of Wutian City Lord and the gloominess of Lu Wujiu, Qianshui City Lord felt much more at ease.
He looked at Wang Fan with a smile on his face, extremely satisfied.
He did not expect that Wang Fan would be such a monster. This was definitely his luck in Qianshui City.
He was also secretly glad that he did not hand Wang Fan over to Lu Wujiu, otherwise, he would have turned against Wang Fan.
It would be okay if Wang Fan was killed by Lu Wujiu, but if he could not die, he might also suffer revenge.
Thinking of Wang Fan walking out of Wutian City and arriving at Qianshui City, he couldn't help but glance at the Lord of Wutian City and Lu Wujiu.
Immediately, the faces of City Lord Wutian and Lu Wujiu turned even darker.
Wang Fan had no idea what Wutian City Lord and others were thinking. After killing Yue Ruying, he left the void battlefield and came to the battle platform.
He stood proudly on the battlefield,
Although his cultivation level is only at the third level of Immortal Emperor, at this moment, no one dares to look down upon him.
Everyone's eyes fell on him in shock, and he was the center of attention.
No one thought at all that in the melee of eight people, there were even two ninth-level Immortal Emperors among them.
Under such circumstances, Wang Fan, who was only on the third level of the Immortal Emperor, actually made it to the end.
It is true that there is an element of luck in this, but the battle between Wang Fan and Yue Ruying also proved that he is an extraordinary person.
"Wang Fan, pass!"
The strong man from the Holy Palace also glanced at Wang Fan with satisfaction, then landed on the fighting stage and announced the result of the game.
Wang Fan bowed slightly to the powerful man from the Holy Palace, then stepped away from the fighting platform.
The strong man from the Holy Palace also smiled and nodded in return, announcing: "The second battle begins."
After that, he left the battle stage.
Hearing this, the eight city lords did not care about shocking Wang Fan's power again, and began to arrange manpower for the second battle.
"Haha, yes, you are very good. Wang Fan, I really didn't expect that a person like you would actually fight on behalf of Qianshui City. I want to thank the Mu family, and even more, Wutian City."
After Wang Fan returned to his seat and sat down, the Lord of Qianshui City looked at him and laughed heartily.
Even Mu Zhengyang and others were praised a few times by Qianshui City Lord.
"The city lord is so complimentary. If it weren't for the Mu family, I'm afraid I would have missed this opportunity." Wang Fan responded with a smile.
He is also very grateful to the Lord of Qianshui City.
If the Lord of Qianshui City hadn't protected him, he might have been taken away by Lu Wujiu. And once he fell into Lu Wujiu's hands, he would have absolutely no chance of survival.
No matter how confident he is, he will never be so confident that he can escape from the powerful Saint Emperor.
Mu Zhengyang was praised by the city lord, and when he heard what Wang Fan said, he felt very happy. He hurriedly said: "This is because little brother Wang looks up to my Mu family, and the city lord is praising me."
Lord Qianshui waved his hands with a smile and said no more.
The fighting is still going on, and every battle is extremely tragic.
After all, this kind of battle is a great test of personal strength and reaction ability.
Because except for you, everyone else is your opponent.
In this way, you never know who will suddenly attack you.
In this case, if you don't have enough strength and combat experience, you won't be able to make it to the end.
Of course, of all the people who can come here and represent their respective cities in the selection of the Holy Palace, how many of them are simple people?
They all tried their best and started a crazy fight.
Every battle is extremely tragic and exciting, and there must be casualties.
This is also expected, because if you don't try your best, the result is likely to be death.
And joining the Holy Palace is inevitable for everyone.
In this way, no one would dare to keep it, and casualties would naturally be inevitable.
After a hundred battles, at least half of the 800 monsters in the eight cities have perished.
And most of the monsters who were lucky enough to survive were seriously injured.
Even some monsters who passed the selection and were shortlisted into the top 100 were injured and unable to participate in the next round of competition.
Wang Fan looked around the crowd and found that most of those who passed the selection were at the ninth level of Immortal Emperor, and there were only a handful of eighth-level Immortal Emperors. As for the seventh-level Immortal Emperor, there was none.
He, the third-level Immortal Emperor, stood among hundreds of people, truly standing out from the crowd and extremely conspicuous.
Wang Fan felt a little embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do about it. Among the hundreds of people present, he had the lowest cultivation level.
Woolen cloth.
Hundreds of monsters stood on the battlefield together, attracting everyone's attention.
The strong man from the Holy Palace flew down to the battlefield again and said loudly: "Congratulations, you successfully passed the first round and were shortlisted for the top 100."
"The next step is the battle of the top fifty. The rules are also very simple. One-on-one elimination. The winner will enter the Holy Palace and the loser will be eliminated."
"Of course, this is not absolute. As long as you show your strength and talent in battle, even if you fail, you may be favored by the Holy Palace and be recruited as a disciple under special circumstances."
"Okay, I will announce the battle list next, and you will prepare for the next round of battle."
The strong man looked at everyone, said something, and then said loudly: "The first battle, Wang Fan, Nie Kun."
As his voice fell, all the other ninety-eight monsters on the fighting platform left the fighting platform.
On the battlefield, only Wang Fan and the monk named Nie Kun were left.
This Nie Kun is a ninth-level Immortal Emperor and a sword cultivator.
He stood there, his whole body was like a knife, giving people an extremely wild and domineering feeling.
Wang Fan had seen him fight, and he was extremely powerful, almost sweeping his opponents.
Wang Fan looked at his opponent and couldn't help but glance at the powerful man from the Holy Palace with a bitter look on his face.
He was wondering whether the old man had arranged such a powerful opponent for him on purpose.
Not to mention Wang Fan, even those watching the battle below were a little stunned.
Wang Fan versus Nie Kun?
No one thought of this.
Although Wang Fan has shown great strength and evil talent, even if there are many eighth-level immortal emperors present, they may not be Wang Fan's opponent. But Nie Kun is definitely the strongest among the strong.
They even suspected that Wang Fan had offended a powerful man from the Holy Palace, and that was why they made such arrangements. The purpose was to prevent Wang Fan from passing the selection.
