Chen Fan, who was sitting in the stands, was slightly stunned. Is this his fault? Thinking of this, Chen Fan stood up. All the eyes around him were looking at Chen Fan. Wen Ming, Gu Ling'er and others all looked at him.
Qi was full of encouragement.
From a distance, some meaningful glances were directed at Chen Fan. Each of these gazes was full of weirdness.
Of course, not many people pay attention to Chen Fan. At the moment, there are only two people, Yang You and Yin Yang Gui Ji.
The attitudes of the two people towards Chen Fan were completely opposite. Yang was intently waiting to see Chen Fan's joke, while the corners of Yin Yang Gui Ji's lips showed a hint of a smile.
This man can fight with her. I really don't know how eye-catching this fight will be.
Under the gazes of these people, Chen Fan turned his head, bowed slightly to Gu Zhengan and others, and said in a deep voice, "Then I'll go."
Li Chenxin raised his hand slightly and said calmly, "Go ahead." Seeing Chen Fan bow and then slowly walk off the stage, Li Chenxin actually felt hot in his heart. He stretched out his hand and touched his beard, and turned to face the person beside him.
Gu Zheng'an said, "Zheng'an, you have found a good disciple for our Kunlun Seven Pavilions."
Li Chenxin sighed slightly, this time it all depends on Chen Fan. I hope that Chen Fan can recreate the glory of ancient Motian!
It's just a pity, I don't know if it can be done...
There was a hint of reminiscence in Li Chenxin's eyes for a moment. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the beard under his chin, recalling endlessly that when the ancient desert sky stretched across the north and south, it was really the most glorious time of the Seven Pavilions of Kunlun.
Looking at the world, suppressing all enemies in the world and becoming invincible in the world is exactly the same as Ning Wuze now.
It's just a pity.
At present, Gu Motian is already in the Juliu Empire as the honored guest of a generation of Xuanying monks, but they, the Seven Pavilions of Kunlun, are still unknown and incomparably small.
Gu Zheng'an's breathing became a little hotter and he was also thinking deeply, but Chen Fan had already stepped down the stairs. When he reached the sword trial stage, Chen Fan was calm. On the huge sword trial stage, only Chen Fan
Standing alone with his hands behind his hands, Chen Fan closed his eyes slightly, feeling the fiery cheers around him like a wave.
After a long time, it was opened, and a person was already standing on the opposite side.
Very few people paid attention to this battle. After all, Chen Fan's reputation was too low. In the Seven Pavilions of Kunlun, Hou Changqing was well-known as the senior brother. Wen Ming had gone through two Tianzong battles, although his rankings were both
Not good, but there is no doubt that they are quite famous among these people.
Only this Mo Fan, like Bai Tian before him, had just been killed from the sect and was placed on this sword test platform. He had no reputation at all, no one knew him, and naturally only a few people paid attention to him.
It can be said that this is one of the duels that attracts the least attention, but Chen Fan doesn't care about these attentions.
Opposite, there was a person from the Tang Sect. Hou Ji had a dull face and was wearing light gray clothes. He stood blankly. When he saw Chen Fan, he clasped his fists at Chen Fan and said nothing else. The host glanced at the two of them.
With a glance and a wave of his hand, he said, "Start!"
Chen Fan put one hand behind his back, stretched out his hand and said, "Please."
This is his first battle, so there is no need to attract attention. The main thing for Chen Fan is to feel the temper of this person Hou Ji and to find out the skills of the Tang sect people, because Chen Fan has only one goal, the Tang sect senior brother, Tangshan
.
Tangshan's cultivation level is extremely high, and he is also a strong contender for the first place in this Tianzong battle. Chen Fan's opponent is only him.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Hou Ji was not polite at all. As soon as he hit the ground with his feet, he came straight to Chen Fan. From his body, an evil wind turned into a stream, which was very fast, like a black smoke.
Same, he came running towards Chen Fan.
Chen Fan had no expression on his face, with his hands behind his back, just looking at him, the peak of the Seventh Innate Realm?
The strangeness of the people of Tang Clan is not in their cultivation, but in their methods.
In the stands, Gu Ling'er clenched her hands tightly and her breathing became slightly faster. Next to her, Wen Ming said carelessly, "Don't worry, this kid Mo Fan is very weird. Only when others suffer in his hands, he doesn't suffer."
of."
"This Hou Ji is not as strong as me, he can only punch."
Wen Ming threw a melon seed into his mouth and stammered without even a trace of worry. This Chen Fan seemed to only have the fifth innate realm, but this kid was very perverted. Even Hou Changqing, who was in the eighth innate realm, lost to him.
Already.
Of course, what he didn't know was that in just a few days, this Chen Fan had made another breakthrough. If he had known about it, he would have been so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
In the Five Innate Realms, the lowest cultivation level record has been created in the Lower Tianzong War.
When I think about these people, if they see Chen Fan's low cultivation level and then see the terrifying combat power bursting out from the five innate realms, they will be shocked from ear to ear. After this battle, even if Chen Fan can't advance,
Five is enough to become famous all over the world and shock the world.
There are many people in this world who have low cultivation level but are also famous. Without exception, these people have created extremely rare miracles, that is, defeating the strong with the weak and fighting across levels, such as Yin Yang Ghost Princess, killing nine in six realms.
A master, become famous in one battle.
This Chen Fan must be like this today!
Hou Changqing was silent on one side. He just widened his eyes and silently watched Chen Fan's every move. In this arena, Chen Fan seemed a little too arrogant. He had his hands behind his back and looked at Hou Ji.
The punch came, and although the figure was strange, it couldn't touch the corner of Chen Fan's clothes.
Chen Fan stepped lightly, using the Cloud Mist Technique mixed with the Spirit Exorcism Step. He had already used it to the extreme. The figure was moving in an unpredictable manner. This person could not even touch a corner of Chen Fan's clothes.
Hou Ji threw a punch, but it missed. He was shocked, but he changed his moves very quickly. With a move of his feet, there was a ruthless look in his eyes, and he stepped forward, as if he was in Chen Fan's arms.
In addition, from the elbow, an invisible blade emerged, revealing a hint of darkness.
According to the rules, there is no poison on this concealed weapon, but on ordinary days, it can be said that it will seal your throat at the sight of blood!
The people of the Six Heavens Sect on the high platform, including countless merchants and wealthy people, just looked at him with short breaths. Although Hou Ji was not strong in cultivation, the people of the Tang Sect had many quick tricks and strange tricks, which made it very difficult to deal with.
He bumped in, his arm swung, and the knife was directed towards Chen Fan's neck, but the next moment, Hou Ji was still stunned.
Chen Fan seemed to have foresight. He moved his body, lifted his weight as lightly as he could, and avoided it again, but he still only touched the air.
After tossing and turning for a few times, others still didn't see the signs, but countless masters from the Tang Sect all sat up straight, "Well? This person named Mo Fan seems to be a bit extraordinary. Look at him, from beginning to end.
He actually had his hands behind his back, his eyes were sharp but not nervous. From beginning to end, he was just staring at Hou Ji's limbs..."
"Damn it, he's not fighting Hou Ji at all, he's teasing Hou Ji and observing my Tang Sect's attack method!"
Who is so leisurely fighting with people from the Tang Sect? When doing this, he is still observing leisurely and leisurely? Chen Fan's posture seems to be like a master giving guidance to his subordinates, but Hou Ji doesn't show any signs of it.
Unaware.
After attacking a stick of incense one after another, sweat gradually broke out on Hou Ji's forehead. Damn it, what's going on with this kid? Why can't he touch the corner of this person's clothes?
Is it possible? This person is a master of Qinggong and martial arts?
Before he could finish thinking about it, Chen Fan on the other side had already shaken his head. He was too weak. After all, Hou Ji's strength was too low and he couldn't see much merit, so so be it.
Chen Fan has lost interest.
After losing interest, Chen Fan stopped escaping and stood on the spot. Seeing this scene, Hou Ji was overjoyed. A hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, "You finally stopped escaping?"
Thinking of this, he roared low in his throat, then took a step forward and rushed towards Chen Fan, punching out, but who would have thought that Chen Fan would also punch out lightly.
There was no trace of innate energy, no trace of fireworks. With just one punch and a scream, Hou Ji flew backwards more than thirty meters away. He fell to the ground, blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fainted.
past.
Chen Fan clasped his fists, turned around and left, leaving everyone in the stands stunned.
Hou Ji had repeatedly attacked before, but Chen Fan only dodged without making any moves. I thought that Chen Fan couldn't handle it, but in the end, it was just a light punch, and it was gone?
Hou Ji's previous actions made him look as funny as a monkey.
With just one punch, everyone in the stands was stunned.