Wang Fan followed Wang Chong's guidance and saw a young man in blue clothes standing on one of the battle platforms with his hands behind his back.
He is extraordinarily handsome, gentle and elegant, as if he is not here to fight at all, but to enjoy the scenery.
His opponent, a burly young man holding a battle ax, stood there with a domineering aura surging from his body, but his face looked extremely solemn.
"That young man in blue, named Lan Fengyun, is one of the most outstanding members of the Lan family in Xuanyuan City. Although he is not as good as those like Gu Changge, he is still in the second echelon."
"You may not think that this guy is gentle and elegant, but he is actually very insidious. If you meet this guy, be careful."
Wang Chong looked at the young man in blue and sent a message to Wang Fan.
Wang Fan glanced at Wang Chong, a little surprised that this guy actually reminded him, but still thanked him, "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome, have you seen the man in brown clothes?" Wang Chong saw Wang Fan's attitude, nodded with satisfaction, and then pointed at one of them.
Wang Fan looked a little dark.
But in the following period, Wang Chong introduced many characters to Wang Fan.
Those characters all have one thing in common, they are ruthless.
He was obviously reminding Wang Fan that once he met those people, it was best to abstain.
Although Wang Fan had a dark face, he still lived up to Wang Chong's kindness and could only keep nodding.
The battle started quickly and seemed extremely fierce.
The facts were exactly as Wang Chong said. Lan Fengyun and the others were extremely decisive and ruthless in their attacks, leaving no room for their opponents.
In almost a short time, they defeated their opponents and wiped them out mercilessly, without giving their opponents a chance to admit defeat.
Many people watching this scene were shocked.
The relatives, friends and even families of those fallen monks all expressed regret.
On the other hand, Lan Fengyun and the others had joy on their faces.
Since it is a war
In a fight, death and injury are inevitable. If you are not strong enough, you deserve to die. This is the world of practitioners.
Wang Fan looked at this scene, and his heart was also unmoved.
He has long been accustomed to the weak and the strong.
However, the way he looked at Lan Fengyun and the others seemed a little cold.
These people clearly have the strength to win without killing their opponents, but they insist on killing their opponents, which is simply too cruel.
In Wang Fan's view, this is simply meaningless.
Unless you can't hold back, or the fight between the two sides is really fierce, and you have to kill.
But these people are obviously not in that situation.
Of course, Wang Fan also knew that he could not change these things.
As each battle ended, people continued to die or be seriously injured, and were directly eliminated, and the atmosphere on the scene was also heightened to the extreme.
Especially for those monks who have not yet entered Taoism, being able to witness such a battle with their own eyes will be of great benefit to them in the future.
After some time, Wang Fan finally saw his name on the No. 3 platform.
Wang Fan, fighting against Xue Ren.
Wang Fan didn't know who Xue Ren was, but he knew that he was at least a strong person in the late stage of Taoism.
Because apart from him, the people who signed up this time were all in the late or peak stages of the Taoist realm.
When Wang Fan saw his own life, Wang Chong also saw it.
He pointed to the No. 3 battle platform and said, "Brother, it's your turn, you have to be very careful. Once you lose, surrender immediately."
"I have never heard of this Xue man, so I don't know what kind of person he is. Anyway, you should be careful."
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There were so many monks fighting, and many of them even came from some cities below, so it was impossible for Wang Chong to know them all.
Wang Fan nodded and said nothing more.
He jumped up and soon appeared on the third platform.
His appearance did not attract many people's attention or attention. .??.
Everyone pays attention to those influential figures and does not care at all about people like Wang Fan.
Opposite Wang Fan, a young man also appeared there.
This young man has a thin figure, stern eyes, and a cold aura about him.
His weapons even surprised Wang Fan.
It turned out to be a broken knife.
The broken knife was dark and rusty, with nothing conspicuous about it.
Wang Fan felt a strange aura on the broken knife.
"Xue Ren, it turned out to be Xue Ren. I didn't expect that he would also come to join the battle."
Among the vast crowd, someone saw Xue Ren and couldn't help but exclaimed.
For a time, Battle Stage 3 also attracted the attention of countless people.
"Who is Mr. Xue? Do you know him?"
someone asked.
"I don't know him well, but I have heard of him. This man is a casual cultivator. I don't know where he studied under, but his attainments in the art of swordsmanship are extremely high."
"Did you see the knife in his hand? He was very evil. In the area of Cyclone Cliff, I don't know how many people died in his hands."
Some people answered, their faces were slightly pale.
Obviously, this Xue man also has some reputation in his area.
However, when you come to Xuanyuan City, it is a bit inconspicuous.
"Who is his opponent? Does anyone know him?"
someone nearby asked.
Most people were shaking their heads there, but there were also a few people who looked at
There was a strange color in the light.
One person whispered: "I know him. I met him when I signed up."
"Is it famous?"
"It's very famous, but it's not because of strength, but because of cultivation."
"What's the meaning?"
"He, his cultivation level is only at the early stage of Taoism."
In an instant, that area fell into a brief silence.
On the battle platform, Wang Fan looked at Xue Ren in front of him with an extremely calm expression.
But in fact, his heart had become extremely solemn.
One after another, the rules of the great road surrounded him, and the Dao Yuan in his body circulated crazily. In just a moment, Wang Fan's state had reached its peak.
This is the first time he has fought a monk of this level since he broke through to Taoism.
Of course, killing Jian Gong Yuan Jian last time does not count.
Because Yuan Jian is in the same situation as him and is completely vulnerable.
Therefore, Wang Fan has no idea what level his combat power is at.
This Xue Ren is different, he is a late-stage monk in the Taoist realm.
Wang Fan remembered that he was fighting against the late stage of entering the Dao realm, when he was still at the perfection of the heavenly realm.
When his blood was killed by the Atu statue, he had no ability to fight back.
I don’t know what will happen if he steps into the Tao now and faces the later stages of the Tao.
Xue Ren looked at Wang Fan with cold eyes, and his whole body was also filled with strong fighting spirit.
His eyes were like an endless abyss, staring at Wang Fan, and he uttered a voice that sounded like it came from Jiuyou.
"Your cultivation is too weak, so you should take the initiative on your own."
His voice was very calm, but extremely arrogant.
The strange thing is that there is no arrogance or domineering expression on his face, as if he is discussing with Wang Fan.