"Haha, I'm waiting for you, but if you dare to fight me later, you will die without a place to die."

Ye Fan's laughter was filled with extremely strong murderous intent.

"Hmph, wait!"

Murong Fu felt that he could not stay any longer, so he snorted coldly and headed towards the Murong family.

Regarding this news, he felt it was necessary to tell Murong Sanjie and re-discuss the strategy to deal with Ye Fan.

The battle between the small sect and the casual cultivators below was round after round, as if it had not stopped.

After Ye Fan talked two times, there were still people rushing on the small battle stage around him, and many people were even waiting below.

"Hey, woman, how many of these casual cultivators and geniuses from the small sect are combined, and when will it end?"

Ye Fan was already a little impatient at this moment and asked ten of them to sit on a high place. Although everyone was paying attention, Ye Fan did not like this feeling.

There are so many enemies he has, the longer he sits, the more he will become.

"You just speak badly. No wonder there are many enemies. Remember to call someone's name or Yun'er next time!"

Zi Yun, who was beside her, couldn't help but tease her, which made Ye Fan speechless.

This woman with a very different personality really can't be as knowledgeable as her.

Fortunately, Zi Yun was just a joke, and she returned to her serious appearance the next moment and said: "In the past, the longest time to discuss the Tao in Tianzong was the battle between these small sects and casual cultivators. They were numerous, so they had to first select the top 100 from nearly a thousand people, and then combine with the slightly larger sects such as Qianqiu Mountain and Xuanjin Gate to select the top ten. By then, the discussion of the Tao in Tianzong will be considered the real beginning!"

Zi Yun seemed to be very bored, so she patiently explained in detail to Ye Fan.

“I just want to know how long they will take!”

Ye Fan responded lightly, he had no interest in these top ten and top 100 people. What he had to face was the enemies of the four ancient tribes and the five gods who were more powerful than that.

These are the people who are most likely to be in his way.

"It will take at least one day to see this attitude, but no genius stands out yet. When a genius appears, the battle will not be boring!"

Ziyun's beautiful eyes blinked, looking down with anticipation. The real genius would shine everywhere. It was the best seasoning for such a boring battle.

"Are you a genius? Then I'll wait!"

In fact, Ye Fan never believed in the existence of geniuses. The way to practice depends entirely on his own efforts and unremitting struggle.

When you survive a certain moment, you will have good fortune on your head. The so-called talent is nothing more than the starting point. At its root, it cannot be compared with the supreme Confucianism and the holy Taoism.

From this point of view, in fact, the martial arts can surpass talent.

Kung crafts and martial arts can change the life of a practitioner, and to obtain these things is not based on talent, but ongoing efforts.

"Look, that little girl is pretty good. Her swordsmanship is amazing, and her opponent is very powerful!"

Suddenly, Ziyun's beautiful eyes lit up on the side and pointed to a corner at the edge.

Ye Fan looked over casually, but found that there were already many people around him, and the sword energy in the center of the battle platform was flying, with a strong sword artistic conception.

"Go and have a look!"

Ye Fan, who was still questioning the genius just now, instantly understood the true meaning of Ziyun's words. For such power, any strong man would be attracted to find out.

When three people walk, I must be my teacher. This is the fundamental purpose of Tianzong's discussion on Taoism.

"I didn't expect men to change their minds so much!"

Looking at Ye Fan's excited appearance, Zi Yun muttered secretly, and followed Ye Fan behind him.

On the platform, many powerful people looked at the other end. This was the first time that the more eye-catching genius appeared, which instantly attracted everyone.

Among the ten Zixiao people, only the eldest prince was left sitting calmly in his seat. He had no interest in the theory of Tianzong, and today he was all for the throne.

Ye Fan was extremely fast and almost in the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the bottom of the small platform.

There were already many people around here at this moment. With the ability of teleportation, Ye Fan entered the interior, and Zi Yun followed him through some unknown method.

After seeing the two wearing purple robes, everyone around them made a special move away from a certain position.

Looking at the platform, I saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, and opposite was an older man, who should be around twenty years old.

The girl is delicate and petite, but she looks very beautiful. Her pretty face is already a little feminine. She is holding an ordinary black iron sword in her hand, and the rich and mellow sword power just now ripples out from then on.

The man was filled with an extremely domineering aura, just like a Vajra.

Many strong people watched suddenly forcibly forcing them to stop the battle in their hands.

"Jing'er, my brother proposed to you but was rejected. Today I will let me fulfill my brother's long-cherished wish, bring you into the school, and then torture you to death!"

The man's expression was a little distorted, and he also had a hint of perverted pride.

The viewing of everyone made him feel a little light for a moment.

"Situ Jing, don't think that you will be crazy if you become a disciple of the Xuanjin Sect. Today I must kill you to avenge my brother!"

The girl looked indignant, but even her anger was a little cute, which made people feel pity.

In the past, women were basically ladies of their families at her age and did not care about the world. Just from her pretty face, it can be seen that this person is much precocious than women of the same age.

"Jing'er, don't make a mistake. I am an inner disciple of Xuanjin Sect. If nothing unexpected happens, I will definitely enter the top ten. Your Wen family wants to fight with our Situ family, but it is still far from it!"

Situ Jing looked arrogant. The Xuanjin Gate was not a sect of the Xuantian Dynasty, so it would be okay if he could brag about it.

Moreover, Xuanjin Gate is indeed very powerful, much stronger than Qianqiu Mountain.

"After entering the top ten, is it up to your body that is like tofu?"

Situ Jing's arrogant words had just fallen, and a funny voice came from the lower body, revealing endless ridicule.

"Who is it? Who is talking, get out of here!"

Situ Jing was on Sheng's head and was humiliated in public. Naturally, he was furious and roared around him.

It’s a pity that the surroundings are extremely quiet, without anyone’s response, and the direction of the voice coming from cannot be clear.

"Why are you going to interfere with the matter between them?"

Zi Yun stood beside Ye Fan and asked quietly.

"This is the hatred of the past, I really didn't expect it..."

Ye Fan murmured to himself, but his eyes were always staring at the little girl.

On his stubborn and indignant pretty face, Ye Fan only saw sadness and pain.

The innocent girl was no longer there, and the only mature girl who took on the future of the family and the revenge of her elder brother was left.
Chapter completed!