And Jing Wushou had strength, even if he was as strong as Nan Ruofeng, he had to take some care. Seeing that King Wu's power seemed to be unable to suppress Jing Wushou, Nan Ruofeng quickly revealed his identity as his direct disciple.
Jing Wushou's expression suddenly changed.
"Junior brother, it seems that I won't be able to witness your strength in person this time."
Shaking his head at Ye Fei helplessly, Jing Wushou had to give up the idea of going to the ring, and nodded to Nan Ruofeng: "Okay, you take back the golden sword, and I won't go to the ring."
"Okay! Huang She, you are not allowed to use the golden sword in the next competition!" Nan Ruofeng said indifferently. Huang She's face instantly became as ugly as pig liver.
Why did he dare to challenge all the masters on the Mountain and River Ranking list by himself, and also asked the tenth prince, Yan Bei, Shi Feng and Ye Fei to play together on the spot? Huang She relies on the top-notch golden sword in his hand. If there is no treasure,
Huang She is nothing.
On the ring, the tenth prince and Yan Bei both sneered at Huang She. They didn't dare to fight with Nan Ruofeng, but against Huang She, the second generation ancestor, they didn't even bother to use their swordsmanship, and they could beat Huang She.
Find teeth all over the ground.
"Brother-in-law, help!" Huang She was on the ring, so frightened that he almost cried on the spot. But no one sympathized with him.
Nan Ruofeng acted too domineering just now, almost insulting all the powerful people in the Shanhe Ranking. Not to mention that the Tenth Prince and Yanbei wanted to teach Huang She a lesson, Ye Fei was also thinking about whether to go up, join in the fun, and teach Huang She a lesson.
A meal.
At this moment, Nan Ruofeng spoke again.
"Wait!"
With just two words, the tenth prince and Yan Bei were already shocked and did not dare to take action. They could only hold back their anger and stare at Nan Ruofeng.
As if sensing the anger of the two of them, Nan Ruofeng smiled. It was a condescending and disdainful smile, "Two junior brothers, it seems that you are still not convinced by me, Nan Ruofeng. It doesn't matter, I will give you a chance to vent your anger."
Given the opportunity, all the top twenty disciples on the Shanhe List will step onto the ring, and those who fail to step up will automatically be disqualified from the competition."
"Yes, Senior Brother Nan!" More than 70% of the disciples showed reverence on their faces and quickly rushed to the ring.
"A bunch of slaves!" Yang Xiao scolded in great displeasure.
"The situation is stronger than the person! Every strong person will always experience times when he is weak." Ye Fei looked at it openly and followed him onto the ring.
Then Lin Sen, Yang Xiao, and Zhao Yu also walked up. The four of them stood together, looking after each other.
Qi Chuchu stood together with the tenth prince, Yan Bei, and Shi Feng, while Shangguan Liu also stood firmly beside the tenth prince, forming another group.
Of course, the largest number of people were around Ma Zai and Huang She. Everyone else gathered there, and they were all admirers of Nan Ruofeng.
"Nan Ruofeng, what are you going to do?" Even Elder Honglian couldn't understand Nan Ruofeng's intention at this time.
A flash of pride flashed in Nan Ruofeng's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "I don't do anything, I just feel that the competition for the mountain and river rankings over the years is too boring. It's a rare time for me to come back, so I, the senior brother, will personally test their strength.
Bar."
"Nan Ruofeng, do you want to take action personally?" A look of anger flashed across Jing Wushou's face.
"No, there is no one here who is worthy of my personal action, including you, Jing Wushou!" Nan Ruofeng's tone was indifferent, which was his pride as the King of Martial Arts.
Even though Jing Wushou was angry, he was unable to refute. Now, there was still a huge gap between him and Nan Ruofeng.
"Nan Ruofeng, what do you mean..." Elder Honglian's tone has become cautious. He has broken through King Wu and became a direct disciple. This also means that Nan Ruofeng is the next candidate for the Holy Master.
Except for the Holy Lord and a few Supreme Elders who are in seclusion, no one can stop Nan Ruofeng in the Holy Land.
With a flash of contempt in his eyes, Nan Ruofeng said: "This time I went out for training, by chance, I killed the demon from the outside world and learned a strange magical power. Junior brothers, next, I will use an incarnation of the tenth level of the Martial Sect.
, fighting with you, you can besiege my incarnation together. The first one I fight out is the twentieth, then the nineteen, the eighteen, and the one who persists the longest is the first! You guys
Do you have any objections?"
"Senior Brother Nan, we have no objection!"
Huang She's group of people, of course, cheered loudly, Lin Sen and Yang Xiao both had angry faces, and Ye Fei was speechless. Nan Ruofeng's move seemed fair, but secretly, Nan Ruofeng could rely on his own strength.
Determine the ranking of everyone present.
But Ye Fei had no objection, and the Tenth Prince also had no objection. Nan Ruofeng also had no intention of consulting others.
As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Ruofeng stood up, plucked out a hair from his body in public, threw it lightly to the ring and said: "Junior brothers, let's get started. You can join forces or attack each other! Who can do it?
Whoever persists to the end with this cold hair of mine will be number one on this mountain and river list."
boom!
Nan Ruofeng's actions shocked everyone. He actually wanted the strongest mountain and river master in the inner sect to fight with a cold hair!
shame!
Not only Ye Fei felt it, but any warrior who had the courage to become stronger would not be able to accept such humiliation. The tenth prince was the first to get angry, striding forward towards the fallen hair.
"It's just a cold hair. Look at me, the prince, and crush it to pieces."
boom!
Yan Bei didn't say anything. He cut Fengyun into pieces with his sword intent. He had already taken the lead and slashed at the cold hair. He didn't even wait for it to hit the ground, but he was about to chop the cold hair into pieces.
"Pro!"
Nan Ruofeng had no expression on his face, and without even looking at the battle in the ring, he returned to his seat and chatted with a group of black-robed elders who fawned over him.
The falling cold hair suddenly burst into intense golden light, and a golden figure 80% similar to Nan Ruofeng's appeared from the cold hair.
He stretched out his finger, pointed it at the sword intent that was shooting towards him, and tapped it lightly.
Boom! Forty percent of the sword intent was instantly shattered, and the finger pierced through the void again, lightly touching Yan Bei's body.
Wow!
Yan Bei screamed, a bloody hole was made on his shoulder with this finger, and he was almost blown out of the ring.
"Oh my God! That's a hair in the ass!"
"Senior Brother Nan is really too strong."
With just one hair, Yan Bei and Nan Ruofeng, one of the strongest dark horses in this year's Mountain and River Ranking, were severely injured. Their methods undoubtedly shocked everyone present.
On the ring, many masters on the Mountain and River Ranking were dumbfounded. Nan Ruofeng's Hanmao incarnation was very dissatisfied with this, and stared at Yanbei coldly: "I think you are the disciple of Uncle Crazy Sword Master, I
Without embarrassment for you, I will allow you to enter the top ten of the inner gate!"
Yan Bei was angry, and his astonishing sword intent and killing intent enveloped him like a hurricane, "Who wants you to give in? No matter who you are, I, Yan Bei, don't believe it. I have been practicing sword skills for ten years and I still can't beat you."
An incarnation of the tenth level of the Martial Sect!" (To be continued)