Immediately afterwards, the Feitian Battle Platform shook violently, and a figure flew out and fell to the ground.

Nangong Yan!

He knelt on the ground, spitting out blood and sipped out all the time, and the sword light and flames on his body quickly became dim. He stared at the masked man, feeling a little lost, and was disbelief.

Since watching the battle between Lin Yun and Qin Cang on Kuxuan Island, especially after Lin Yun showed his Shenxiao sword intent, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

With the luck on Kuxuan Island, today's Tianchi event did not take anyone seriously.

Even the original Lin Yun was not regarded as an opponent by him.

His gaze has been flowing on Luo Yuan, Mu Xueqin and others. After just waiting to be promoted to the dragon vein, he challenged several people and became the strongest existence under the golden monster.

But before this dream began, it was broken.

He broke through on the spot and broke the shackles of the Seven-Star Divine Pill Venerable. He was not the match for this masked man. He said with some reluctance: "What mark is your last blow?"

The masked man put away the ancient mark and the thunder vortex and said lightly: "Sun mark. The ultimate way of light is the sun. This is an ancient mark I got when I was experiencing an ancient ruin. You are very strong, but it is not unfair to lose to me at all. I have long merged the thunder way of my own. Both wills have broken through to the fifth grade, which is stronger than your Shenxiao sword intent."

"I see."

Nangong Yan looked gloomy and lost.

The sun's mark?

All the major sects present were a little frightened. The sun mark cannot be activated at will, and the fusion is even more dangerous.

If you are not careful, you will melt yourself. His luck and talent are too strong.

"But even if there is no sun mark, I can do it if I lose, but it's just a little trouble." Fang Jun could say lightly.

What!

Everyone present was gasping for air conditioning, and this tone was really crazy.

He first praised Nangong Yan, then slapped him in the face ruthlessly, unscrupulously and extremely ostentatious.

Nangong Yan's face changed. The loser had no human rights. He wanted to argue about something, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The masked man on the Feitian Battle Platform glanced around the major sects, then landed in the direction of the Sword Sect, and said, "Come on one by one, the next one is the Sword Sect, Ye Ziling, do you dare to fight with me on behalf of the Sword Sect?"

Everyone in the Sword Sect looked at each other, and their faces showed helplessness.

"It's okay if you don't dare. I never bully the females. You can just abstain from the sword sect." The masked man continued.

"Are you humiliating me?"

Ye Ziling looked terrified and said coldly.

"Don't dare."

The masked man smiled but said without saying a word, "I'm not humiliating you, I just want your Jian Sect to abstain from power. If you don't dare, Miss Mu can come on the stage! I don't mind fighting with you!"

As soon as these words came out, the four sides suddenly became silent.

This is not humiliating Ye Ziling, it is clearly humiliating the entire Sword Sect. Mu Xueqin and the others' faces have become quite ugly.

Ye Ziling said in a deep voice: "I'll fight you, the disciple of the Sword Sect, don't have any backbone."

"That's fine, it doesn't matter who comes. Just don't blame me for bullying people."

The masked man chuckled softly.

Luo Yuan was drinking from behind and showed a happy smile. At this moment, he finally waited.

At this moment, an understatement came, "You want to challenge her, have you ever asked me if you have? She is Jian Jingtian's daughter, she is my Lin Yun's best friend. If you want to bully her, you will pass my level first."
Chapter completed!